Chapter 1 Immortal Realm

Li Xian's eyes widened, and he stared fiercely at the jade cylinder the size of a water cup in front of him. Yes, it was just an ordinary jade, but it was covered with patterns of ghost symbols, which gave the jade a new function - lighting.

As long as the jade is turned over, it will emit a shining light, making the room full of details; turn it upside down again, and it will turn back to ordinary jade.

"Yo, it also has a gravity sensor."

"I looked left and right, looked up and down, looked back and forth, but I couldn't understand. Although the structure is very simple, it is too simple: there are no wires, no energy sources, and even the location of energy storage No, how did this happen?"

Li Xian looked at it for a long time but couldn't figure it out. Then he looked at the absolutely unfamiliar rooms around him, the countless ghostly symbols and objects on the walls, as well as the strange objects and incense burners on the ground. He was a little confused for a while.

"What the hell is going on? I remember lying in the school dormitory and sleeping late, when I heard a loud noise, I was surrounded by a white light and gradually lost consciousness. When I woke up again, I was here."

Looking at his obviously whiter hands, a kind of fear came to his heart - time travel? What about me on earth? Isn't it just a lazy sleep? As for it!

"Hiss... my head hurts."

Li Xian touched his head and found that his head was wrapped into rice dumplings. At the same time, a little bit of memory slowly came to mind.

It seems that I... No, it was the previous consciousness molesting a young girl in the street. I didn't want the girl to be a little master in the foundation building period. This body was broken and the head was broken, and even the consciousness was scattered.

Wait, foundation building period? The world of cultivating immortals?

Gradually, more memories came to mind.

Here, unexpectedly... is really a world of cultivating immortals, the exact name is "Xianyu". It's just that this fairyland is completely different from the world of cultivating in the novel.

This fairyland has existed for countless tens of thousands of years. After millions of years of brewing, many things have changed now.

For example, the cultivation methods of various sects have already been leaked all over the street; even the hardcover engraved version of the Sanqing Taoism costs only five hundred taels of silver for the whole volume; if purchased separately, it costs one tael of silver per volume. If you buy exercise cheats in bulk, you can also get a discount.

In short, this technique is so cheap that those founding masters can climb out of the Jiuyou Underworld. In the past, rivers of blood were shed in order to grab a book of exercises; now a few taels of silver are enough, and they are still picking and choosing. Anyone who doesn't put a hundred and eighty copies of exercise secret books is ashamed to say "knowledge".

It is also because the cultivation methods are everywhere, which has led to the rise of all the heroes in the current fairyland. And the result of the rise of all heroes is the emergence of a centralized country. Every centralized country is a hegemon, or at least a local hegemon.

In the past, the Immortal Territory used sects as the backbone and families as the branches, forming a practice system of "many" sects.

The emergence of a centralized state is the most serious challenge to the traditional sect practice system; for example, gang fights; for example, encircling resources.

In addition to the country, there are many new ideas, new practices, and new things that have sprung up like mushrooms after rain. All kinds of theories can be described as a hundred schools of thought contending and thousands of flowers blooming. In a word, the current practice world is very exciting, but it is also a mess.

Oh, by the way, there is another change that is also very important. Millions of years have passed, and all kinds of natural and earthly treasures in this fairyland have been looted. Ninety-nine percent of the treasures have already become legends. Cultivation techniques are everywhere, and low-level practitioners are everywhere, but treasures are extremely scarce.

Then, memories of this identity also began to emerge. The name of this body is still Li Xian, 16 years old; but his identity is not simple, he is the second-rank official of Daxia Kingdom and the youngest son of Li Yulong, the imperial historian.

Li Yulong, Mr. Li is the number one "capable minister" in the Great Xia Kingdom. How "capable" is this capable minister?

Some people say that Li Yulong is responsible for three successes in the current decline of the Great Xia Kingdom. The great idea of ​​"selling officials" was proposed by Master Li Yulong; it has been highly praised by the current emperor of the Great Xia Kingdom. Of course, it has also received support and praise from many rich people.

And Li Xian, who is the youngest son of Mr. Li, and Li Xian in the past, are of course a standard model of noble sons. No, he flirted with beautiful women in the street, and was beaten to death.

To say that Li Xian's aptitude is not bad, but he just doesn't practice well, and he is domineering with a few hardcore cronies every day, even better than the prince; except for good things and crazy things, he is willing to try anything.

Just looking through the memory, I heard a familiar shout: "My dear brother, I heard that your head was broken when you molested a woman? Haha, brother, I came to see you."

Relevant memories in Li Xian's mind came to mind, and a black line suddenly appeared. This guy is called "Shangguan Yong", the son of the great general "Shangguan Guang". And the virtuousness of this "virtuous brother" is not the "virtuous" of virtuous, but the "virtuous" of Li Xian. But the word "Xiandi" is really easy to pronounce.

Shangguan Yong is worthy of being the son of a great general, even if he entered Li Xian's room, he always had the aura of a general - he directly dealt with it with his big feet; the poor door was kicked away. A burly young man strode in amidst the debris all over the sky.

Li Xian looked at the broken door and was furious: "Shangguan Yong! How dare you kick my door!"

"Hey?" Shangguan Yong looked at Li Xian in a daze, "Xiandi, is your brain broken? You don't call me Brother Yong anymore?"

Li Xian was taken aback for a moment, knowing that he had revealed his secrets, and quickly said: "I have died once, and you didn't bring any gifts when you came to the door!"

Shangguan Yong just called out, "I'll see if you're alive and well, brother, and then I'll prepare gifts. If you're hopeless, brother, I'll go and make funeral arrangements. But seeing how alive and kicking you are, I'll go Prepare supplements."

Before he finished speaking, Shangguan Yong picked up a talisman of the wind escape technique, and disappeared without a trace in a flash.

Li Xian turned blue with anger, pointing at Shangguan Yong's back and trembling all over. Sure enough, they are friends of foxes and dogs! You have to watch people live and die first, and then prepare gifts, you are really capable!

The movement here alarmed the housekeeper who took care of Li Xian. Seeing Li Xian alive and kicking, the middle-aged housekeeper hugged Li Xian and cried loudly, "Young master, you finally woke up. The master is worried about you. What's the matter?" Are you uncomfortable? Don't hide it, but don't let the root cause of the disease come down."

Seeing this housekeeper, a trace of warmth appeared in Li Xian's heart. Li Yulong was busy with government affairs and practiced in his spare time; therefore, the task of taking care of Li Xian fell to the housekeeper Yang Zhong.

For Yang Zhong, Li Xian in the past had a bit of his father's feelings, and it even affected the current Li Xian. The tone was soft: "Uncle Yang, I'm fine."

"Don't hold on. Come on, lie down first, let me check it for you." Yang Zhong said warmly, and when Li Xian lay down, he stretched out his true essence and spiritual consciousness to check. After a long time, Yang Zhong finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it seems that those wizards who conjure souls are really capable. It is indeed a new genre that has recently gained fame."

spiritualism? Li Xian's eyes flashed wildly and his heart beat wildly.

"What's the matter with you, young master?"

"It's okay, Uncle Yang, I just thought of some experiences from my lost soul journey." At this moment, Li Xian thought of how to explain his changes - if others doubted it.

Yang Zhong checked again, and finally smiled, "It's fine, it's fine, it's fine. Just forget about the experience when you lost your soul."

Seeing that Li Xian was so "frightened", Yang Zhong thought that something terrible happened to his soul, which is normal.

In response, Li Xian turned to the target he was most concerned about: "Uncle Yang, where did you buy this jasper lamp?"

The jasper lamp is the luminous jade that Li Xian saw before.

Yang Zhong frowned slightly, "That jasper lamp is only made by the craftsmen at home. It's just some cheap business. What does the young master ask?"

Seeing Yang Zhong frowning, Li Xian knew that he was showing his feet; but he had confidence in his heart and became generous instead. "Uncle Yang, I saw a lot of interesting things during the soul tour. I want to see if I can copy them. Maybe it will be of great help to my father."

Yang Zhong looked at Li Xian for a long time, and finally responded, "Young master, wait a moment, I will report your situation to the master."

After Yang Zhong went out, Li Xian's eyes lit up like light bulbs: "Oh yeah, so people don't pay much attention to craftsmen, this is the so-called 'opportunities everywhere'.

Well, there must be technology, and changing the world starts with technology. Missiles hit flying swords, nuclear bombs face catastrophe, tsk tsk...

By the way, it is said that immortals live the same life as heaven and earth. Leaving aside other things, just for the sake of longevity, I also need to get a fairy to do it.

Also, are there seven fairies in this fairyland? "

The sequelae of time travel appeared, and the complicated thoughts and unspeakable emotions were like a mess in a washing machine.