traveler of time and space

"Really?" Su Ziyu raised his eyebrows and said, "I still keep Yan Mo's card, do you want me to send it to Hades?"

"No!" Qing Xingdeng was startled and said, "Give it back to me."

Su Ziyu was too lazy to tease her, so he said casually, "I lied to you."

"It's all burned."

"Why did you suddenly start drawing manga?"

Qing Xingdeng was leaning against the stairs on the second floor. From Su Ziyu's perspective, he could see a pair of extremely slender and fair legs. A pair of feet were covered with light blue slippers, shaking restlessly.

I saw Qing Xingdeng sighed, and said quietly: "I am a monster after all."

"Although the practice has improved in the past thousand years, it has not been able to break through. I thought for a long time before I came up with this method."

Su Ziyu looked up at Qing Xingdeng, her gaze paused on her white legs, and thoughtfully said: "Do you want to further complete "Hundred Stories"?"

"Yes." Qing Xingdeng nodded and said: "I am using comics to collect sentient beings' thoughts."

"If it succeeds."

"Perhaps "Hundred Stories" can help the concubine break through the current bottleneck."

Su Ziyu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Why don't you cultivate ghosts and immortals?"

The practice methods on Fusang's side are basically passed down from Dongdu.

The way of ghosts handed down by the shrine maiden is not bad.

The practice of Himiko's line of practice can drive ghosts and gods to the end.

Although Qing Xingdeng is a monster, she is also a kind of ghost. When she completes the ritual of Hundred Monogatari, she is no longer a living person.

"What do ghosts mean?"

"It's better to be a big monster!" Qing Xingdeng shook his head and said: "What kind of gods are ghosts, I might as well just stay like this now."

Su Ziyu looked at Qing Xingdeng seriously, and asked, "Do you want to cultivate a true immortal?"

"It doesn't matter whether you become an immortal or become a god." Qing Xingdeng shook his white and tender feet, and his fingertips transformed into blue butterflies, and said softly, "Both are better than me now."

"Speak up."

"Qing Ji seems to be about to become a fairy."

"Master Su doesn't know yet, does he?"

Fairy?

When Su Ziyu heard it, she was happy at first, but then became more panicked.

The energy level of the Hundred Ghosts plane is not particularly high. Generally speaking, the energy level is above level 2, preferably level 3. It is easier to become a god and become a fairy.The Hundred Ghosts Plane is that kind of state where you can't achieve high and low. Although you can accept the existence of demigods, it is not enough to truly become immortals and gods. If this type of plane can become a true god, then They are all people with great luck and great wisdom.

If it is a plane with a high energy level, then there are many true gods that can be born.

"Qing Ji is about to become a fairy?" Su Ziyu hesitated.

"Quickly." Qing Xingdeng glanced at him with a smile, gently pinched the slender fingers to extinguish the flying ghost fire butterflies, and said slowly: "She opened up the Taoyuan Secret Realm."

"She once seemed to have obtained some secret treasure, and she has been practicing hard all these years."

"Cultivation is improving very quickly."

"It's not just Qingji!...Her six younger sisters have also improved rapidly over the years, and now they are all powerful monsters!..."

"The current Fusang."

"Apart from the underworld controlled by Master Yan Mo, the most powerful ones are Qing Ji's Taoyuan Secret Realm, and the slippery Nuliang Group."

sweat.

Su Ziyu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and suddenly felt that he was too hasty to come back halfway.

"You'd better go see her sooner."

Qing Xingdeng sighed suddenly, and said quietly: "She is also a poor person."

"Idiots have the heaviest obsession."

"If it drags on for too long, I'm afraid she won't survive the catastrophe of becoming an immortal."

Su Ziyu couldn't help but fell silent when he heard the words, and then said in a deep voice, "Yes."

Ugh.

At worst, it will be burned.

It's impossible for Qing Ji to really burn herself to death, right?

Moreover.

Before Su Ziyu left, he explained a lot of things. He didn't go out for a vacation, and he was very tired during this time, okay?

"The concubine went to take a bath."

"Lord Su, please do what you want." After Qing Xingdeng finished speaking, he gave a slight salute and disappeared in front of his eyes as a shadow.

Su Ziyu sat back on the sofa.

He turned on the TV in boredom, flipped through the channels casually, and suddenly a piece of news caught his attention.

"A certain Chinese man claims to be from another world."

"Currently, the police have arrested him on the charge of illegal immigration and are contacting the Chinese embassy to send him back to his country."

"According to the doctor's identification, the man may have a mental illness."

"It is unclear how the man was smuggled into Fusang."

A photo was shown on the TV.

It was a 25-year-old man with a pair of glasses and a mosaic on his face. He seemed to be struggling constantly.

Traveler?

Su Ziyu sat upright all of a sudden, it seemed that not only monsters had passed through, but humans also seemed to have passed through.

"Time and space converge!..." Su Ziyu rubbed his head and muttered.