It's not easy to be a villain master [Transmigration Book]

Feixiantai is the entrance to the upper realm of the small thousand world, and all monks in the Mahayana period of the small thousand world will reach the upper realm from there after passing the thunder disaster.

In the Thousands of Small Thousands of Worlds, there will always be a few soaring every day, so the immortals living near Feixiantai have become accustomed to the occasional thunder from Feixiantai, and they can even hear the thunder from the thunder. The size judges the cause and effect of the person who crosses the catastrophe, the level of cultivation, and whether he can ascend smoothly.

It's just that today, Feixiantai is a little different from usual. In the past, when someone ascended, although there were loud and small thunderclaps, they were all neat nine paths, about the time of a stick of incense.

But today, it took half an hour from the gathering of the robbery clouds to the sound of the thunder, and then the robbery thunder was tirelessly louder and louder, and the sound hit people's hearts.

Gradually everyone gathered towards Feixiantai, without looking, just hearing the voice already felt a burst of trepidation.

160 Two tribulation thunders fell, and the sound of rolling thunder still seemed to linger in the air.

Everyone was whispering, wondering who could trigger this nine-nine-day calamity.

A white-haired old man lightly stroked his beard and said: "I have stayed in Feixiantai for tens of thousands of years, and this is the first time I have seen someone who can trigger 160 two heavenly catastrophes. The robbery was successful."

A young man said fearfully: "The last blow was so scary, how could anyone escape it, maybe they won't survive."

Someone sighed: "It would be such a pity if such a celestial genius should perish."

Someone retorted: "That's not necessarily the case. How could a person who can trigger so many catastrophes fall so easily."

Someone agreed: "That's right, it is said that the last person who triggered the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulation was our Lord City Lord, a total of 81 ways."

Some people were surprised: "What, our Lord City Lord actually triggered the Ninety-Nine Heavens Tribulation? Sure enough, as expected of our Lord City Lord, even going through a catastrophe is extraordinary."

Some people speculated: "If you say that, isn't this person below us stronger than our city lord?"

The city lord's brainless fan retorted: "It must not be as powerful as our city lord."

Brainless Fan No. [-] agreed: "Well, it must be our Lord City Master who is more powerful."

Just when everyone was chattering or discussing whether the person who crossed the catastrophe was dead or alive, or digressed to praise the city lord, Zhou Zhou and Ji Yunliu finally flew up from the lower realm.

When everyone in the debate saw the two people coming up, they were all stunned, and Feixiantai suddenly fell silent.

Unlike Ji Yunliu, Zhou Zhou ascended to the upper realm for the first time. Although he knew the existence of Zhuxian Terrace and had described it in the article, it was only a picture in his imagination. How could he compare it with what he saw with his own eyes.

So as soon as he came up, he looked around curiously. Feixiantai was made of a whole piece of white jade, with complicated patterns carved on it. It feels very novel.

Because the thunderstorm just now was too loud, all the onlookers stood far away, so Zhou Zhou didn't realize that he was being watched by people at the first time.

Until someone finally couldn't help but ask: "Excuse me, did you two just ascend from the lower realm?"

Only then did Zhou Zhou notice that many people around him were looking at them, and when he thought that his behavior of that country bumpkin had been watched by so many people, his old face blushed, but he still replied unhurriedly: "We really just ascended Yes, what advice do you fellow immortals have?"

The man hurriedly asked, "Did you really cause the 160 two thunderstorms just now?"

Zhou Zhou finally understood why they were surrounded by crowds. It turned out that Jie Lei was to blame. The coquettish setting of Ninety-Nine Heavens Jie was a golden finger for the protagonist. I didn’t expect them to use it first. .

Looking at the man's bright eyes, Zhou Zhou swallowed his saliva and said, "It's just the two of us, but there's nothing wrong with it."

The white-haired old man took a step forward, stroked his beard, and coughed lightly: "Ahem, you two don't know something. It only takes nine lightning bolts for ordinary people to ascend, but the two of you activated 160 lightning bolts. The two evenly share 81 points per person, and all of us gathered here because of curiosity."

Zhou Zhou smiled slightly and bowed to the old man: "So that's the case, maybe it's because the two of us ascended together."

The white-haired old man saw that although Zhou Zhou was respectful and polite, but his tone was alienated, he knew that he didn't want to talk too much, so he naturally didn't force others.

The white-haired old man turned around and said: "The two of you have just ascended to the upper realm, so you may not know much about the situation in the upper realm. Let me introduce the situation in the upper bound."

Zhou Zhou was obviously taken aback. He didn't remember that he had set up any characters such as guides in the book. Could it be that this world added them automatically?

Even though he thought so in his heart, Zhou Zhou remained calm and said politely, "Then I'll be in trouble, Friend Immortal."

"You two, please follow me."

The white-haired old man led Zhou Zhou and Ji Yunliu away from the crowd, and finally got rid of the predicament of being surrounded, the white-clothed old man said again: "The place you two are in at this time is the city of the sky. All the monks in the world will come to the Sky City after ascension, and the immortals after ascension must go to the City Lord's Mansion to register and get their identity certificates."

When he heard the words "City of the Sky", Zhou Zhou's expression became a little weird. After hearing it, the more he heard it, the weirder he became.

What is this familiar feeling?

Zhou Zhou couldn't help asking: "Who is the owner of Sky City?"

The white-haired old man replied without hesitation: "Of course it's Gu Linyuan, City Lord Gu."

"Gu Linyuan?"

The white-haired old man asked curiously: "Why are you so surprised? Could it be that the lower world can also hear rumors about our Lord City Lord? Sure enough, our Lord City Lord is the most powerful."

The expression on the white-haired old man's face when he said the last sentence was like a brain-dead fan.

The corners of Zhou Zhou's lips twitched. He felt that his fellow townsman was really a strange person. He could have a fan base everywhere, from old men and old ladies to babies who could just talk. For details, please refer to the article in Yongdu City. The voter still has this one in front of him.

Zhou Zhou said: "I just heard about Gu Chengzhu's deeds before his ascension in Xiaoqianshishi."

The white-haired old man's eyes obviously lit up, and he looked at Zhou Zhou with some fiery eyes: "Before the ascension? Could it be that the immortal friend and the city lord came from the same small world."

No one would feel comfortable being stared at by an old man like that. Zhou Zhou coughed and said, "If it's not the same name, I think it should be."

The white-haired old man suddenly burst into a smile, looking at Zhou Zhou as if looking at his own grandson, he was kind and kind.

The white-haired old man smiled and said: "Your little thousand world is really powerful. Not only is there someone as powerful as the city lord, but the two also triggered the ninety-nine heavenly calamity."

Zhou Zhou thought to himself, the Ninety-Nine Heavens Tribulation must come at least once.

During the conversation, the three of them had arrived at the City Lord's Mansion.

Compared with the one in Yongdu City, the City Lord's Mansion in Sky City is even more majestic.

Zhou Zhou and the two followed the white-haired old man into the city lord's mansion. The inside was different from Zhou Zhou's imagination. The first thing that caught his eye was dozens of rooms, large and small, and each room had a plaque with a job written on it. The plaque is similar to the scene in a modern government office building, where pedestrians in twos and threes shuttle between the rooms.

Zhou Zhou couldn't help but smile, exchanged a glance with Ji Yunliu, raised his legs and followed the white-haired old man to one of the rooms.

There was a person sitting inside, who seemed to be responsible for the registration of newcomers. He stretched out his hand and handed out a booklet, without raising his head, he said, "Write down your name and sect. After you're done, go over there to test your spiritual roots and cultivation."

Zhou Zhou wrote the names of Yun Qingmo and Ji Yunliu, and the school said Junshan School.

Originally, after the white-haired old man brought them here, the task would have ended, but I don't know if it was because of Gu Linyuan, he loves the house and Wu, so he made up his mind to follow Zhou Zhou to complete the procedures.

Zhou Zhou handed the booklet back to the man, walked to the Lingshi measuring stone standing next to him, and printed his palm on it. The Lingshi measuring stone, which was as tall as a person, suddenly glowed bright red, and at the same time, a Daluo Jinxian appeared on the stone wall. Four characters.

The man read while recording: "Junshan faction, Yunqingmo, Daluo Jinxian cultivation base—"

It's just that when he read the last few words, his voice obviously raised eight degrees, and he repeated subconsciously: "Da Luo Jinxian?"

He looked at Zhou Zhou, then at the stone wall, then at Zhou Zhou, and asked uncertainly, "Did you just fly up?"

Zhou Zhou nodded: "I just ascended today."

The man touched the back of his head, and whispered to himself: "It's strange, how could someone be a Da Luo Jinxian just after ascending?"

It's just that he just sat down, and before the stool was warmed up, he saw an ice-blue light emitting from the spirit measuring stone, and also wrote four large characters "Da Luo Jinxian".

At this time, the man's eyes were about to look straight, and he muttered: "Junshan faction, Ji Yunliu, Binglinggen, Da Luo Jinxian's cultivation base."

Swallowing his saliva, he looked at the two people in front of him. He felt that he had lived in vain for so many years. To be able to meet a person who had just ascended to the cultivation level of Da Luo Jinxian, two people came at once.

The white-haired old man had the same expression as him. He couldn't help but compare Zhou Zhou and Gu Linyuan in his mind, and found that the number of thunderstorms he caused was more than that of his own city lord, and his cultivation level when he first ascended was also lower than that of Gu Linyuan. My own city lord is tall, except for the morning and evening of the ascension, no matter how I compare, my own city lord is completely defeated.

What kind of man of God is this?

Handing out the identity jade badge engraved with the imprint of the City Lord's Mansion and the novice guidance booklet, looking at the backs of Zhou Zhou and Ji Yunliu who were leaving, the person in charge of registration asked the white-haired old man beside him: "Who are they? "

The white-haired old man pointed to the sky, and said, "He came from the same place as that one, the god-man who triggered 160 thunderstorms."

After a long time, the man let out a sigh: "...This is going to change!"

Zhou Zhou and Ji Yunliu naturally didn't know how much shock they had left for each other, so they packed up their things and walked straight out of the City Lord's Mansion.