The daily life of non-human beings traveling through time and space

There was a sound of unlocking the door, and someone was coming.

Shi Yue lightly tapped his toes, and lightly jumped onto the beam in the house.Lu Zhaochen turned his eyes and stared at his every move with concentration.

The deputy manager came in accompanied by several people. He glanced at Lu Zhaochen who was on the ground, and said to one of them, "Who brought him into Icefield City?"

"Shen Jun and Xuan Ji."

"Whose credit is for?"

"It's Xuanji."

"Go and call them over, you all go."

These few people left, until there were only two people left in the room, and the deputy steward closed the door, then walked to Lu Zhaochen's side, and said, "Where did you get that sword?"

The deputy steward had already hidden the sword, but he still felt a little uneasy. He took a closer look at the sword after he got it, and found that it was a rare and good sword. But how did Lu Zhaochen, a mortal, get it?

Lu Zhaochen looked at the ground and ignored him.

The deputy manager stepped on Lu Zhaochen's wound, and the sole of his shoe crushed viciously, "Say it or not!"

Lu Zhaochen cried out in pain, but otherwise remained silent.

Soon, Shen Jun and Xuan Ji rushed over.

Seeing that he couldn't ask anything from Lu Zhaochen, the assistant manager didn't bother to waste time with such an ordinary mortal. He opened the door and said to the two demons, "This man was brought back by you, and the sword fight will start in a year. Let him build the foundation within half a year, and then teach him how to practice swords, if he can't do it," he looked at Xuan Ji with meaningful eyes, "your quota will be cancelled."

This is almost exactly the same as that of the dead Guanshi Chen.

Shen Jun and the two had a general understanding of the situation before they came, "The test results show that he is a low-quality five-spiritual root...even if it is a single-spiritual root, it will take about seven or eight years to successfully practice Qi and build a foundation...half a year? impossible."

"The people you bring back, you have to find a way by yourself."

Shen Jun and Xuan Ji looked at Lu Zhaochen on the ground. When they found him, they thought that at least one of them would have a way out.

Shen Jun of the Sword Fighting Club might have a half chance of surviving thirty strokes by the Venerable, but Xuan Ji knew that she would never survive.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the road for both of them was blocked.

They brought Lu Zhaochen back to the courtyard where they lived and allocated him a room.

Shen Jun threw to Lu Zhaochen a Qi Gathering Art, a Foundation Building Technique, and a Basic Sword Art. He and Xuan Ji didn't place their hopes on Lu Zhaochen, they just wanted to dismiss him casually, and then think of other ways After escaping the sword fight a year later.

Lu Zhaochen lost a lot of blood, and he became dizzy not long after entering the room, and soon passed out again.

Shen Jun and Xuan Ji didn't care whether he was dead or alive, and left.

Shi Yue walked into the house and looked at the people on the ground.According to Lu Zhaochen, even if he passed out, he would still be conscious, but Shi Yue was skeptical about this statement.

Back in the deputy steward's room, Shi Yue only glanced at the box containing his own body, and then walked away the pills hidden by the deputy steward.

After taking the healing elixir for Lu Zhaochen, Shi Yue sat down at the table.

Not long after, Lu Zhaochen woke up.

The monk's medicine is indeed better than ordinary people's herbal medicine, and the wound on Lu Zhaochen's body has almost healed.

As soon as Lu Zhaochen opened his eyes, he saw Shi Yue, and his eyes brightened slightly.

"I ask you, why did you touch that quagmire when you were in the forest?"

"I..." Lu Zhaochen was slightly stunned, "I have a feeling."

Shi got closer to him, "How does it feel?"

"...I don't know." After Lu Zhaochen finished speaking, he took the initiative to ask a question, "What's your name?"

Shi Yue didn't answer him, he already had a vague guess about Lu Zhaochen's situation in his mind, and what he had to do now was to verify this guess.

"Cultivate well," Shi Yue pointed to the exercises Shen Jun gave Lu Zhaochen before, "I will come to see you again."

Lu Zhaochen looked at those books, and nodded in confusion.

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"Meow Shiyue, do you know what's going on?"

Shi Yu pondered, "Maybe it's really what I think... I need to verify it first."

"Little A, if you were a Chaos invader, who would you parasitize on?"

"Meow, of course he is the strongest one!"

"That's right." Shi Yue nodded, and he looked at the tallest palace in the center of Icefield City, "Here, there is only one strongest person."

Shi Yue easily sneaked into the palace of Demon Lord Suhua, there was no one in the palace, the furnishings were very simple, there was not even a single extravagant thing for enjoyment.

Opening the secret room that was not deliberately hidden, there are more than a dozen rare and good swords carefully stored in it, which shows that this venerable is really fond of swords.

Going further inside, Shi Yue saw a round mirror.

His appearance was reflected in the mirror, but the expression of the person in the mirror was completely different from Shi Yue.

Shi Yue was expressionless, but the person in the mirror was smiling, and that silent smile was getting bigger and bigger.

Feeling a strange and strong attraction from time to time, he took a few steps closer and observed the mirror at a close distance. Suddenly, a pair of hands stretched out from the mirror——

This is the hand of "Shi Yue" in the mirror, he grabbed Shi Yue and pulled him towards the mirror.

In the next second, Shi Yue found himself in a fiery desert.

A pair of hands came through from behind, wrapping around Shi Yue's waist.

Shi Yue looked down and saw a bloody ring on his hands.

At the same time, a black figure approached from not far away, which was also "Shi Yue".

Now, Shi Yue stood in front of and behind him, and there were two humanoid creatures exactly like him.

When Shi Yue was about to attack him behind him, he let go and dodged away.

These two "Shiyue" stood together, one was cold and violent with the corners of his mouth hooked, the other had a gentle expression and a affectionate smile.

Little A frowned, "Meow! Shiyue, there are two of you here!"

Shi Yue knew that he must have entered some special space, his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and appeared behind that violent-faced "Shi Yue", and then pinched his jaw with one hand and his head with the other , quickly twisted to one side——

With a click, this "Shi Yue" had its neck broken.

His body was sluggish on the ground, and when a gust of wind blew, it turned into countless yellow sands on the spot.

Shi Yue turned his head slightly, and looked at another "Shi Yue" with a gentle face.

The smile of "Shi Yue" froze, but he didn't leave, but said, "I am you, you are me... If you can do it, I can do it too. If you can do it, I can do it too..."

But before he could finish speaking, he was forced to take several steps back by Shi Yue's attack.

After Shi Yue killed these two selves without blinking, he looked at several black shadows fighting in the distance.

"Meow Shiyue, I found out that this is a small secret world called Mirror Sky Demon Land. Anyone who enters here will constantly encounter another self and fight with himself. Only by killing all of himself can he escape from here. ... The trigger point of this secret realm is a mirror."

Shi Yue looked into the distance, "This mirror was placed in his secret room by the demon lord Suhua... He is so skilled in swordsmanship that no one can beat him, yet he longs for an opponent. I guess he must use this mirror often, Come here to compete with yourself."

"Meow, that's how it is. He snatched this mirror from someone else!"

Shi Yue walked towards the distance, and in the next second, a strong wind hit from behind——

This is an attack from the third "Shiyue".

Who knows how many "Shiyue" will be transformed into this secret realm if we stay here any longer?

Shi Yue's figure flashed and appeared in another position, and before this "Shi Yue" could react, he suddenly appeared in front of him again, grabbed his neck, and kicked his knee by the way.

After killing this "Shi Yue", Shi Yue almost sighed, "It's just that I have the same face as me, and other aspects are nothing more than that... If necessary, I will not show mercy to myself, let alone just some copies products."

Demon Lord Suhua is fighting with several incarnations of himself, but the more he can see his lack of interest, I am afraid he has already realized that these incarnations are actually vulnerable to a single blow except for his face .

Shi Yue looked at it, and suddenly changed his appearance, making himself look exactly like Su Hua, with a tall figure and a stern face.

Then he flew over, snatched the sword from one of the incarnations, and attacked Suhua——

Suhua has fought here for several years without sleep, killing countless incarnations of himself.

Fighting with swords made him addicted, just like ordinary people would become addicted to wine, sex and wealth.

So even if his avatars in this secret realm didn't satisfy him much, at least they could relieve and vent his desire for sword fighting a little bit.

At this moment, a sword suddenly pierced through the other incarnations, instantly annihilating them all, and attacked Suhua like a thunderbolt!

Su Hua was only stunned for a second, then quickly reacted, he blocked the blow with his sword, and counterattacked with his backhand.

The two identical figures quickly exchanged hundreds of moves in the air——

Shi Yue shot with all his strength, the speed was too fast to catch the eye, even if Su Hua was not injured by each blow, the remaining sword momentum would set off a large waterfall of dust and yellow sand.

Seen from a distance, the torrential yellow sand rushed like waves, as if a giant storm was sweeping through it, and its momentum was terrifying. If they were not in the secret realm, they would have destroyed everything within a few miles around and caused a natural phenomenon.

The battle lasted for almost a month, and those extra avatars just watched from a distance, and did not dare to approach these two people at all.

After this battle, Suhua was in full swing. He lay down on the yellow sand and looked at the dark sky above his head, "Tell me who you are...I know you are not my incarnation."

After saying that, she didn't get any response, and didn't hear other voices. Su Hua got up abruptly, looked around, but saw that the person who had fought with him had disappeared.

He got up immediately, trying to find that person.

This person is not his avatar, that is to say, he entered this secret realm from the outside.

Then, this person's avatar should still be in the secret realm now!

As long as someone enters the secret realm, an avatar with the same appearance as him will continue to appear in the secret realm, unless that person leaves the secret realm.

And if you want to leave the secret realm, you need to kill all your avatars. That person has been fighting with him for almost a month, so he must not be able to disappear and leave so quickly!

While Suhua was thinking, he quickly searched for the figure who was different from him in the small world of the secret realm.

Suddenly, he paused——

A figure in black clothes, as bright as a jade tree, stood on a sand dune with his back facing him. As he approached, that person slowly turned around. Against the background of the black hair, only half of the ice-white and snow-like pale figure was exposed. A very beautiful silhouette.

It was a stunning beauty that was rarely seen in the entire Continents.

The world seemed to be silent.

...But it was just a shocking photo, and the next second, the figure disappeared with the wind.

That person had already left this secret realm, maybe even earlier, Suhua knew that what he saw just now was just a shadow, less than one-tenth of the deity.

For the first time in his life, Suhua found that he seemed to have something he liked more than the sword.

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Shi Yue successfully left the secret realm without killing all his avatars, naturally because he directly returned to his body.

In the battle with the demon lord Suhua in the secret realm, Shi Yue was unable to verify his guess about Lu Zhaochen for the time being.

But he discovered one thing, that is, Suhua is stronger than him.

This also tells Shi Yue in a disguised form that in this world, all those whose cultivation level is equal to or greater than Su Hua's, I'm afraid he can barely cope with it.

Fortunately, Su Hua is already one of the strongest in the world, and there are not many people who are stronger than Su Hua.

Shi Yue decided to meet Su Hua again at another time, trying to verify his guess.

As for now, let's go and see Lu Zhaochen.

Because the black long sword is still in the deputy steward's room, Shi Yue first appeared here after returning to his body.

Concealing his figure, he traced his memory all the way to find the courtyard where Shen Jun and Xuan Ji lived, but he didn't see even one person in the process, and Shi Yue suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

When they arrived at the courtyard, Xuanji was the only one there.

Shi Yue simply changed into Shen Jun's appearance and walked in.

Xuanji was taken aback when she saw him, she seemed a little nervous, her attitude was completely different from usual, "Shen Jun, why did you come back so soon today..."

When Shi Yue was clichéd, he went straight to the point, "What about the kid?"

Xuanji laughed forcefully, "You're talking about Lu... isn't he taken away by Shen Jun?"

"Oh?" Shi Yue glanced at the tree in the courtyard, remembering that before he entered the secret realm, it was only two or three meters high, but now it is eight or nine meters high.

It's been just over a month, is this tree irrigated with spiritual power?

He asked, "How long has it been since we brought that kid back from the Deputy Steward?"

"It's almost been a year..." Xuanji took a few steps closer, her expression earnest, "Shen Jun, the sword fight will start next month, and the venerable may come out of the secret realm at some point...you can't do it any more. If you do that, if the Venerable sees it, it might make him angry... That Lu..."

One day in the secret realm, ten days in the outside world?

"His name is Lu Zhaochen." Shi Yue said expressionlessly, "What did we do?"

"Shen Jun, you..." Xuanji glanced at him in horror and doubt, at this moment——

"Who are you?" Shen Jun's voice came from behind.

Xuanji was stunned, she looked at Shen Jun by the door, and then at Shi Yue who was changing Shen Jun's appearance in front of her, and then realized that she was cheated.

Shi Yue turned around and looked at Shen Jun.

A year has passed in the outside world, and Shen Jun's appearance and temperament are quite different from a year ago.

His arms and legs were almost stained with other people's blood, his face became thin and mean, his eyes were crazy, and his mental state revealed a strange fanaticism, making him appear particularly neurotic.

Shi Yue's eyes were cold, "Where is Lu Zhaochen from? Don't make me ask a second time."

10 minutes later--

"That kid's cultivation speed is too fast..." Shen Jun spat out his bloody teeth, "Who would have thought that in just one month, he could successfully gather Qi by himself... Do you know how long it took him to build the foundation?" Is it? Five months!"

Shen Jun's eyes were full of deep jealousy and malice.

"We all want to know how much potential he still has... So, we are just helping him. How can we improve to the next level without going through some experience?"

Shi Yue stroked the ring on his hand, but he still maintained the changed appearance of Shen Jun—the appearance of Shen Jun nearly a year ago.

It is in stark contrast to the current Shen Jun.

"Where is Lu Zhaochen and what have you done." Shi Yue said word by word, "You can tell me slowly, and I can also let you spit out your internal organs little by little."

Shen Jun flinched, "I said..."

Except for some Taoist cultivators, most of the people in Icefield City are demon cultivators with vicious thoughts. They have lived under the pressure of the demon lord Suhua for a long time, their lives hang on the tip of their swords, they cannot escape. Strange.

As for Lu Zhaochen, he is born to exercise, and his cultivation speed is far faster than others. In such an environment like explosives that explode at one point——

It took seven to eight years for a single spiritual root to successfully cultivate Qi and build a foundation, but it took only six months for Lu Zhaochen, an inferior five spiritual root!

There was a carnival in Icefield City. With all kinds of malice, they regarded Lu Zhaochen as some kind of experimental prop. Everyone wanted to see how much potential he still had that had not been revealed.

They turned the martial arts arena into a colosseum, allowing Lu Zhaochen to have a life-and-death duel with various monsters.

Or go on stage in person, relying on his cultivation being higher than Lu Zhaochen, and crush him into the mud.

They tortured Lu Zhaochen with various tricks and methods.

Even so, Lu Zhaochen did not die. After several months, he was still tenaciously alive, like an inexhaustible cockroach, making everyone despise, disgust, envy and...fear.

Xuanji was born as a demon cultivator and had seen a lot of evil things, but even she couldn't stand it anymore, so she became afraid of Shen Jun, the pillow person who participated in it.

"Meow Shiyue, calm down..."

"I'm very calm." Shi Yue turned around, and he looked thoughtfully at the endless vast sky outside the courtyard, "I'm just wondering, if my guess is correct... As long as Lu Zhaochen wants to resist, then the only thing in this world except Chaos Invasion Otherwise, no one can harm him."

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The fighting arena has a specially divided venue, which occupies nearly one-sixth of Icefield City.

Still facing Shen Jun's face, Shi Yue quickly arrived there, the closer he got, the more noisy his voice became.

The demon cultivators surrounded one of the martial arts platforms.

This martial arts platform was not originally built for display. Su Hua liked sword fighting, but he didn't like being watched by a group of people at the same time.

Every 50 years in the sword fight meeting, Suhua stood on the field, waiting for them to come up to challenge him one by one.

And all the demon cultivators standing below are all trembling, walking on thin ice.

Now they are still standing here, but it is very different from the sword fight. They are no longer the oppressed, they will not be frightened, and will be frightened out of their wits by Suhua's glance, but the one who oppressed , is the one who dominates everything.

Or, worse than that.

All demon cultivators were very excited, and even many Taoist cultivators participated.

"Come here to bet! How long will it take for this kid to get down!"

Shi Yue walked through the crowd silently and came to the Wutai.

To Shi Yue, it was only a month since he saw him, but to Lu Zhaochen, a year had passed.

There were two people standing on the martial stage, one was the deputy steward, and the other was Lu Zhaochen.

The deputy manager is in the late stage of Jindan, and if he is placed in the outside world, he can get a good position in any sect.But in Icefield City, for a venerable like Su Hua, anyone below the power of distraction is nothing more than an ant.

Lu Zhaochen was a little taller than a year ago, but thinner. He looked almost skinny. His upper body was bare, and countless wounds cut off the black lines on his body.

But his eyes are still the same as a year ago.

The deputy steward has dual spiritual roots of earth and fire. Amidst the din of people, he directly raised an earth wall to cover Lu Zhaochen, and then a fierce fire dragon burned around the earth wall. The dirt was roasting hot.

At the same time, the box in the deputy manager's room suddenly started to vibrate, and then the box was violently torn apart, and then a dark light rushed out——

When Shi Yue walked forward slowly, the appearance of Shen Jun he had transformed began to disappear, revealing his real face behind.

Accompanied by the direction he was heading, a black long sword flew like a shooting star from a distance, and the majestic force of the sword directly forced all the monks with a cultivation level below Golden Core to lie down on the ground, unable to move.

Almost instantly, there were only a dozen or so monks who could still stand in the entire arena.

Shi Yue came to the martial stage, and the deputy manager was looking at the sword in the air in shock.

Isn't this the sword that he locked in the room?

"Who are you!" The deputy manager stared at Shi Yue, and couldn't help staying on the spot when he saw it, but the situation was dangerous at the moment, he quickly recovered, and while stepping back, he said sternly, "Where did you steal this sword from?" ! This is a sword dedicated to Venerable Suhua! Venerable Suhua has a bad temper, if he finds out, you...uh!"

The deputy manager clutched his chest, looking in disbelief at the long black sword that pierced his heart.

After drinking the blood, the inconspicuous red color of the sword body suddenly became brighter.

At that time, when Yue came to the Wutai, he didn't even look at the deputy manager. He kept looking at the burning earth wall, and then just raised his hand casually.

When he withdrew his hand, the blood-stained sword had returned to his hand.

As soon as the deputy steward died, the earthen wall immediately collapsed——

Lu Zhaochen curled up into a ball all over in embarrassment. Because he was too thin, the bones of his back protruded one by one.

He looked like one of those children who lived in a famine land and was plagued by war I all the year round.

The difference is that the torture imposed on him is countless times more cruel and terrifying than those children.

Lu Zhaochen raised his face and looked at Shi Yue.

His eyes were slightly bright, his voice was weak and hoarse, "...I have listened to you, and I have been practicing hard."