Violent Cultivation of Immortals through time travel

Han Xiumo: "..."

It was the first time he heard the term halo teleportation array.

Yun Mingyuan also forgot about this.

In fact, in the interstellar era, Yun Mingyuan was also a person who suffered from motion sickness, seasickness, and mecha.

Otherwise, he has a high level of physical fitness and mental power, but he chose to do research in the laboratory instead of going to the battlefield.

After he came to this world, the only means of transportation he ever took was a horse-drawn carriage. Later, after he learned the spell, he kept using the spell to shrink the ground to an inch to walk, completely forgetting that he was still motion sickness.

Moreover, before Yun Mingyuan fainted from the teleportation array, he thought that after changing his body, he would no longer suffer from motion sickness.

Who would have thought that with a different body, the problem of motion sickness is still there, and this time it was the teleportation array he personally arranged.

In fact, Yun Mingyuan's teleportation array couldn't directly send him out of the secret realm. Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo were actually sent out by the Tianlingbao Pavilion after being sent out of the snowy region by the teleportation array. of.

Han Xiumo now felt that Yun Mingyuan had the frailty of someone who was not born and bred in the cultivation world.

He supported Yun Mingyuan: "Let's go back and rest first."

"En." Yun Mingyuan nodded with a pale face.

Han Xiumo and Yun Mingyuan walked hand in hand for a while, and then Yun Mingyuan keenly sensed that something was wrong.

"Wait, where are we now?"

When Han Xiumo was asked this question, he was taken aback for a moment.

yes, where are they?

However, the two were in the middle of the mountain, and couldn't find a way to confirm the location of the mountain for a while.

The two looked at each other.

Yun Mingyuan also realized that Han Xiumo probably didn't know where it was.

He sighed: "Let's go down the mountain first and see if we can find someone to ask the way."

Han Xiumo nodded: "That's the only way to go."

Who would have thought that after the two dignified foundation-building stage monks came out of the secret realm, they would not know where they were?

But it wasn't that he lost face alone, Han Xiumo felt that it was not so embarrassing.

But he changed his mind, he was a native of the cultivation world, it was normal for Yun Mingyuan to be an outsider who didn't know the way, and he was also lost, which seemed a little outrageous.

No matter how he thought about it, he was still ashamed.

Yun Mingyuan didn't know what Han Xiumo was thinking, so he stood beside Han Xiumo, and the two walked down the mountain together.

A curl of cooking smoke rose from the foot of the mountain in the distance. In order to accommodate Yun Mingyuan, Han Xiumo deliberately slowed down—they were not in a hurry anyway.

The pace of the two is even a little leisurely.

Yun Mingyuan suddenly remembered something: "In my hometown, newly married couples will have a period of vacation after marriage, which is used for their honeymoon and to cultivate the relationship between the newlyweds."

Han Xiumo's eyes lit up: "We also look like we are on a honeymoon now?"

Yun Mingyuan thought of the series of things the two of them had experienced after the substantial change in their relationship, and felt that they hadn't spent their honeymoon yet.

"We have a real honeymoon when we have time." Yun Mingyuan squeezed Han Xiumo's palm and brought up another topic, "What did you experience in the snowy dungeon before?"

Speaking of this, Han Xiumo didn't feel bored anymore.

He suddenly remembered that his current seniority seemed to have been elevated all of a sudden, and he couldn't help sharing this matter with Yun Mingyuan: "...In short, I have become the disciple of the patriarch now. If the master respects him, the old man also has something If you talk about sects, maybe I have become a patriarch."

When he mentioned this matter, he still felt that his master was a bit pedantic: "If Master Qingwu had turned his head around, he might be in the same generation as Master Haoji now."

In the world Yun Mingyuan lives in, there is no such complicated generational hierarchy - after all, it is impossible for a person who has been dead for many years to suddenly appear and accept a young ancestor for his disciples and grandchildren.

He smiled: "Maybe Master Qingwu has already reacted."

You can raise yourself to the level of your ancestors without any effort, why don't you agree?

Especially the seniority of the patriarch is not really useless in the cultivation world.

Of course, from Yun Mingyuan's point of view, these seniority levels are actually of little use.

Han Xiumo also thought about it: "However, we should ask Master Qingwu what he thinks after we go back."

The two walked towards the direction where the cooking smoke rose from the mountain. They were in a relaxed state, but it didn't mean they didn't pay attention to the surrounding situation.

When someone bumped into him suddenly, Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo shot almost at the same time, controlling the bumper.

"That kid went over there!"

"Chasing! We must not let that kid escape!"

There were urgent footsteps not far away, and the young man who was grabbed by Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo at the same time, trembled all over when he heard the sound not far away, his face was full of fear, and he shook his head towards Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo , but gritted his teeth firmly, not daring to make a sound.

When he realized something was wrong, Yun Mingyuan had already placed a concealment formation beside him.

Even if those people found this place, they would just act as if they hadn't seen anything.

Han Xiumo noticed Yun Mingyuan's movements, looked down at the boy who was half a head shorter than him, and sized up the boy, but he couldn't see why this boy was chased and killed by three monks at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

You must know that this child only has the breath of the third level of Qi Refining.

The sixth and ninth levels of Qi Refining can be regarded as two thresholds. Generally speaking, monks on the ninth level will not care about Yu Zun condescending to chase down a low-level monk.

Unless the interests are touching.

The boy noticed Han Xiumo's gaze, and hid the things in his hands in his arms.

Han Xiumo's gaze paused, and he only saw a corner of the boy's clothes.

He remained calm and looked in the direction of those who chased and killed the boy.

After a period of chaos, those people spat: "Damn, what the hell, didn't you say that kid is only a third-level Qi training? Like a loach!"

"There shouldn't be any magic weapon to hide his whereabouts on that kid, right?"

"Whether he has it or not, if you can't find anyone, you can take care of things..."

"Bah! Damn it! The third one stays here and guards, the fourth and fifth follow me, and keep chasing! I don't believe it anymore, can that brat really disappear out of thin air?"

After assigning tasks, several people scattered around and searched in other directions.

Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo looked at each other. Under the cover of the formation, Yun Mingyuan sneaked behind the monk who was guarding nearby, knocked him unconscious with a palm, and turned around and nodded to Han Xiumo.

Of course, the two of them wouldn't be unable to deal with a few monks in the Qi refining period, but now the situation is unclear, who knows which side is right?The most urgent task is to figure out what exactly is here.

The young man's face turned pale when he saw Yun Mingyuan knock out a strong man at the ninth level of Qi refining, and looked at Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo with a little more fear and fear.

Even the monk at the ninth level of Qi refining is no match for these two seniors. His small third level of Qi refining fell into the hands of the two seniors. Wouldn't killing him be as simple as chopping vegetables? ?

The boy trembled.

Han Xiumo was a little confused: "What are you afraid of?"

"No, don't kill me!"

Han Xiumo looked at Yun Mingyuan inexplicably: "Did we kill someone?"

"No." Yun Mingyuan was very cooperative.

The child trembled even more!

"Seniors, please don't kill me!" The child's eyes were blank, and his face was frightened, as if what was in front of him was some kind of scourge.

"Don't worry, we don't kill people," Han Xiumo glanced at the child, feeling a little helpless, "We're just going to ask for directions. Where is this place?"

"Yun, Yundingshan." The child's voice was already trembling, he didn't dare to raise his head, and hid the things in his hands in his arms thinking that there was no trace.

"This is Yunding Mountain?" Han Xiumo was a little surprised, "How far is it from Pingyun City?"

"This is Lin Pingcheng... I, I don't know what Pingyun City is..." The child trembled all over, as if he was afraid that Yun Mingyuan and Han Xiumo would kill him if they disagreed.

Han Xiumo looked at Yun Mingyuan: "Lin Pingcheng? Does it sound familiar?"

A figure appeared in Yun Mingyuan's mind, and he paused slightly: "Of course it sounds familiar, this is Yuan... the city where my mother lives."

Han Xiumo was startled: "So it's here."

It's no secret that Yun Mingyuan's mother came from a power bigger than Pingyun City. When she married in Pingyun City, the dowry brought to Pingyun City made countless people envious.

And it was precisely because of the financial support brought by Yun Mingyuan's mother that Yun Zhibai was able to successfully ascend to the position of head of the Yun family.

Because Yun Zhibai found a wealthy Yue family, he leaped to become the head of the Yun family. At that time, it also stimulated many candidates for the heir of the family. At one time, many people wanted to find a wealthy Yue family outside for help. idea.

Of course, such things as eating soft meals require special encounters. In Pingyun City, apart from Yun Zhibai, there is no other person who has such good luck.

There were even gossip rumors that Yun Zhibai specially blocked the news in order not to let people know where his wife lived.

——After all, it is said that the lord of Lin Ping City not only has Yun Mingyuan's mother and daughter.

Of course, it is impossible for him to let other people in Pingyun City have the same fate and sit on an equal footing with him.

It was precisely because of the powerful Lin family that Yun Zhibai took the initiative to say that he would never take a concubine in his life to please the Yue family and Lin Xiawan.

Men's vows are like farting most of the time.

Yun Mingyuan sighed as he thought of some situations in the memory of the original owner.

The original owner was smart since he was a child, and he was more or less aware of the things between his parents. After his talent was destroyed, the happy and happy family in his memory fell apart, which caused indelible harm to him.

But Yun Mingyuan realized that it was not only family and talent that really brought the original owner to a dead end.

However, after he took possession of this body, the memory left by the original owner was very incomplete, and Yun Mingyuan did not know what happened during this time.

"Do you know where the City Lord's Mansion is?" Yun Mingyuan looked at the young man.

Now that they are all under the influence of the original owner's family, he also wants to know why the Lin family has almost never appeared in the memory of the original owner.

Unexpectedly, when Yun Mingyuan mentioned the city lord's mansion, the young man restrained by Han Xiumo suddenly raised his head, stared at the two with hatred, and bit Han Xiumo's hand hard.

Han Xiumo felt the pain and let go of the boy.

Yun Mingyuan's face darkened, and he directly threw out a trap, trapping the young man in it.

Han Xiumo looked at the tooth marks on his hand, and was a little confused: "What did I say wrong?"

"You're right." Yun Mingyuan's face was ugly, and his chest was filled with anger, not directed at Han Xiumo, but the boy who hurt Han Xiumo, "Sure enough, we shouldn't meddle in other people's business."

His tone was cold, and Han Xiumo was momentarily taken aback.

Although Yun Mingyuan usually has an expressionless face, his whole person feels peaceful, as if nothing can cause him to have much emotional fluctuations.

But at that moment just now, Han Xiumo felt Yun Mingyuan's fierce anger.