Ordinary Guy In Apocalypse

The secret realm of Qingyuan Sea is opened every thirty years.

This is the only chance for casual cultivators to change their fate against the sky, but Chaozhou Xianmen controls the entrance to the secret realm, so it is impossible for casual cultivators to enter freely.

Therefore, Xianmen turned the quota of entering the secret realm into a business. All major cities in Chaozhou have Xiuxian families, and behind these families are all related to Xianmen.

For example, the ancestor of the Xia family is the elder of the Yanyang Sect.

Therefore, many casual cultivators spend a lot of spirit stones to get places, just to try their luck in the secret realm.

After all, some casual cultivators have been stagnant for decades without any progress, and their lifespan is approaching. If they don't work hard, when will they be able to work hard.

Lin Fan followed the Yanyang Sect team.

There are Xianmen disciples in the team, but most of them are casual cultivators. Only this time when the secret realm is opened, Yanyangzong has made a lot of money.

Lin Fan looked normal. There was only one secret place in Qingyuanhai in Chaozhou, unlike other continents where there were many secret places, so he had no choice, either to enter or not to enter.

As the team began to enter the secret realm.

"Senior Lin..."

Xia Luohe knows that today is the farewell, and the chance of seeing each other is very slim, maybe it will meet again someday, all Daoyou Lin can see is his tombstone.

In the early stage of alchemy, he didn't have much lifespan, and the years passed in a blink of an eye.

"See you by fate." Lin Fan bid farewell, then stepped into the circle of light in the secret realm and disappeared without a trace.

"It's fate... goodbye."

Xia Luohe let out a long sigh. It was a great pity in life that he was lucky enough to meet a real fairy, but he was not blessed to be with him.

...

In the secret.

Lin Fan did not search for treasures in the secret realm like those casual cultivators, but jumped up in full view and disappeared into the distant sky in an instant.

The casual cultivators were only shocked for a moment, and then scattered around.

After a while.

He landed on a tree-lined high mountain, overlooking the desolate, desolate, quiet distance.

"right here."

He raised his hand, using the palm of his hand as a palm-leaf fan, like the plantain fan in Journey to the West, swung it violently, the wind was strong, the green plants under his feet were torn apart, the crackling sound continued, and the green plants turned into pieces and flew into the distance.

The true face covered by green plants is exposed.

A giant monument-shaped tower appeared in Lin Fan's sight. This giant tower has experienced the baptism of years. From the outside, it looks very old and vicissitudes.

He jumped from the top of the giant tower and fell to the ground.

The entrance to the giant tower is in front of you, it's just blocked.

"As I thought, for the monks, this is just a secret place, but this world was once the home of a group of creatures."

Lin Fan touched the metal door, and his powerful perception penetrated the door. This door is not just a door, it is as thick as a broken dragon stone, and deeply locks the entrance.

It is almost impossible to destroy it by external force.

"Did you encounter the same disaster as my hometown? So the survivors were placed inside, thinking about avoiding the disaster, and returning to the earth after the disaster is over?"

Lin Fan muttered to himself, raised his hand, put his five fingers together, and cut the edge, and the finger force spread along the gap, and there were three gaps in total.

Then five fingers grabbed the crack, and with a slight force, a long strip of metal tens of meters long was pulled out, thrown into the distance, and fell heavily on the ground with a bang.

Only he can do this. If someone else saw this situation, he would have slapped his ass and left without even looking at it.

With such a blockade, the other party never thought of letting anyone in.

Lin Fan walked in and walked alone in the dark passage, exploring unknown civilizations. When he arrived inside, his field of vision became empty, and he looked up, layer by layer, similar to the mall in Huangshi, but the surrounding materials was unknown, he did not recognize it.

The surrounding area was empty, not even a single corpse.

When he came to the wall, there were symbols on the wall that he couldn't understand, or it should be said that it was the text of this civilization. I don't know what tool was used to leave grooves on the solid wall.

Fingers caressed the grooved text.

"Despair, sadness, pain, I feel it. The disaster has also brought you despair, right?"

He seems to be talking to this civilization through the writing on the wall through the years.

They have all been through disaster.

have the same situation.

In the end, it became a secret realm in this world of cultivating immortals for monks in this world to practice.

"Dangdang...beep beep..."

A strange sound came from behind. Looking back, a piece of the flat wall was sunken, and then a round metal lump rolled down from the dark groove in the wall.

"Who are you?"

Lin Fan asked.

"Toot, toot, toot..." The metal ball rolled on the ground, then stretched out its short metal feet, and then stretched out its short metal hands. It stood firmly, and the metal surface shone with pink light.

Lin Fan was even more curious about this round sphere.

"Who are you? Why do you still exist? What is your civilization like?" Lin Fan kept asking.

The metal ball made a 'beep beep' sound again. If Lin Fan could understand this civilization, he would understand what the metal ball meant...

【Language analysis...】

[Language analysis completed, other civilized terms recorded. 】

"Can you understand what I say? And can you speak?"

Lin Fan didn't know if he could understand the metal ball in front of him, or if it was because of the difference in civilization and the language barrier that made it difficult for the two parties to communicate.

"Hello, Ball Fairy is very happy to serve you. Ball Fairy is a high-tech product of the times. It can assist children between the ages of two and eighteen to learn and educate. Do you need to listen to songs or watch movies? ..."

After the metal ball finished speaking, it shook from side to side, making a creaking sound, and then stood still, waiting for the order.

"Hello."

"Hello, Ball Fairy is very happy to serve you. If you have any needs, just say the command: Ball Fairy, I want..."

"Ball Elf, where's your civilization?"

"Hello, we have no civilization."

"No, you have, just like me, my civilization has also been destroyed, no one is alive, no one... and I am the only one left."

Although what is in front of us is not a product of the earth, but everyone has suffered the same suffering and sympathizes with each other.

At this time, the ball elf didn't answer, but a light curtain radiated from his body and fell on the wall, and a picture suddenly appeared on the wall.

Lin Fan looked at the picture on the wall. In the picture was a little girl who looked like a human being, except that her ears were very pointed, like an elf.

The girl in the picture is holding the "Ball Fairy" in her arms.

In the pink room, the girl asks the ball elf to teach her to sing the best song. The voice of the ball elf in the picture is far from being rigid as it is now. Instead, it has its own thoughts and emotions, and the tone is very cheerful. .

And at this moment.

As soon as the screen changed, the sky outside was filled with fiery red. In the sky, burning meteorites descended from the sky with long tails of flames, completely enveloping the world where technology had developed to an extremely high level.

The 'Ball Fairy' who was staying in the girl's arms jumped out, and the structure of the body changed, turning into liquid, wrapping the girl up, forming an extremely hard ball.

When the meteorite disaster was over, the entire city was reduced to ruins.

Countless survivors who had been sheltered by the 'Ball Fairy' survived, their expressions were terrified and desperate.

The home is gone.

And the more terrifying thing is yet to come. The falling of the meteorite awakens the monsters sleeping underground. Countless monsters appear on the land and start to attack the survivors.

There are also thunderstorms.

Monsters evolve, and so do survivors.

Hunting monsters and eating their flesh can enhance physical fitness.

The confrontation lasted for five years.

The survivors were defeated and trapped in the final giant tower.

Under the protection of the ball elf, the girl lived for five years and became a little adult. After experiencing the baptism of battle, she was not as immature as before, but became stronger, and finally came to the giant tower.

But the final situation was the same as what Lin Fan experienced.

dissipated.

Everyone dissipated.

Only the ball elf stayed alone in the giant tower, and I don't know how long it has been...

As the pictures on the wall are played, the potential self-awareness of the ball elves seems to wake up from a deep sleep. The future technological intelligent machines are custom-made, but the ball elves have already produced self-awareness.

"Ah... little master, it's gone."

Talking to himself, the ball elf turned around and ran towards the distant wall with short metal legs. With a bang, it hit hard, and there were many grooves in the wall.

some time.

Suddenly, a violent roar came.

Zizizi!

White smoke came out from the inside of Ball Elf's metal body.

"It's good to go with your little master."

Lin Fan turned and left, went outside, grabbed the metal bar he threw away, stuffed it back, and blocked the entrance of the giant tower. Since it was over, it should be sealed forever.

Walking towards the distance, he wants to leave this secret place.

This is not his world, and he doesn't know where the earth will appear after it is transformed into a secret realm.

In the distance, there are two monks fighting, although they are far away, they can still hear the conversation between them, in order to compete for a spiritual fruit.

He wasn't involved in it.

For him, the struggle in the world of cultivating immortals has nothing to do with him, and so is their life and death.

The spiritual fruit they were fighting for was transformed by creatures from other worlds.

Law of the jungle.

hehe.

This world of cultivating immortals taught a vivid lesson to all outsiders.

...

a month later.

Yangzhou.

A piece of blue boat was slowly moving in front of the lake. The boatman was wearing a hat, swinging the oars vigorously, humming a famous local song in his mouth, enjoying a carefree and endless fun.

Ordinary people have their own good.

Monks are also good as monks.

Lin Fan looked at the green mountains on both sides of the river in a green boat. The scenery was beautiful, but it was not what he wanted to see.

"Young man, where are you going?" The boatman was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. He was wearing an old gray cloth. Quite simple and honest.

"have no idea."

"Hey, who doesn't know where to go, if this is the case, isn't it homeless?"

"Yes, I am indeed homeless."

The boatman looked at Lin Fan, and felt that this young man was so sentimental, and he didn't know what had happened. Could it be that his family had changed and he was living outside?

I can understand it when I think about it.

Not long after, the green boat docked.

When Lin Fan got off the boat, he randomly took out a spirit stone from the storage bag and handed it to the boatman.

The boatman who took the spirit stone was stunned.

Spirit... Lingshi?

He is just an ordinary mortal, who has never touched Lingshi. This is something used by monks and lords. Just when he was about to raise his hand to say something, Lin Fan's figure had already disappeared into the distance.

Lin Fan, who left Chaozhou, crossed the endless Tianhe River and came to Yangzhou. This is a more prosperous continent than Chaozhou. The stage of Xianmen is higher, and the number of monks is unimaginable.

Walking on the path in the forest, walking towards the unknown distance step by step, he gave up the idea of ​​going to the fairy gate to read the classics. If there are records of immortals in the classics, it is impossible for Master He to know everything of.

Instead of wasting time, it's better to travel all over this world, you can always meet them.

Three figures appeared and blocked his way.

"Hey, this road was built by us, male and female. If you want to pass, obediently hand over the storage bag on your body."

The monk who spoke was wearing a gray robe, with thin cheeks and sinister eyes.

This is the case in the world of cultivating immortals. There are not many people who intercept them halfway, seek wealth and kill them. They always adhere to the idea that it is much easier to plunder from others than to work hard.

From Lin Fan's point of view, the fluctuations in their cultivation were around the late stage of Qi refining.

"Get out of the way, I'm not your target." Lin Fan replied.

"It's ridiculous. It seems that I won't show you how powerful I am. You really don't know how powerful I am." The gray-robed monk shouted angrily, "Let me go."

At this time, Lin Fan realized that the guy standing behind them was not a living thing, but a green face with fangs, and his face was full of pits of flesh. He was obviously black and stiff.

The gray-robed monk manipulated the second-order black zombie, causing it to rush towards Lin Fan.

The second-order black stiffness is invulnerable, and the physical body is extremely stiff. It is difficult for ordinary low-grade magic weapons to leave wounds on its surface. Even middle-grade magic weapons can at most cause some damage to the body.

Just when the black zombie landed in front of Lin Fan, Lin Fan raised his hand and gestured a few times towards the void, jumped up, and the moment the black zombie that was about to hit the ground touched the ground, his body shattered into pieces of flesh and blood and scattered all over the ground. .

"ah……"

The gray-robed monk stared, as if he had seen a ghost, looked at Lin Fan with fear in his eyes, knelt down on the ground with a thud, took out his storage bag, and placed it in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist, forgive me, I was wrong."

The female cultivators around her also put their storage bags on the ground and kowtowed for mercy.

That's how it is when you come out to mix.

Do it if you can do it, kneel if you can't do it.

My generation of monks cultivates that those who know current affairs are heroes.

Yangzhou has a traditional virtue:

Kneel down and kowtow to serve the family belongings, and stay on the front line in life and work.

The methods of the male and female shuangsha are naturally more than a second-order black zombie, but it can be seen from the means that the opponent can instantly kill the second-order black zombie, it is definitely not something they can deal with.

Lin Fan came in front of them, "Do you know where there are strange people?"

"Strange... Strange person?" The gray-robed monk was stunned, and hurriedly said: "Fellow Daoist, the ancestor of the Chen family in Lingyuan City is a great alchemist. There is no weakness, but every time the alchemy fails, I will go one step further, I think the ancestor of the Chen family is a strange person."

This was not the strange man he was looking for.

There are too many pills, it is really weak.

"well……"

He sighed, slightly disappointed.

And his sound frightened the male and female Shuangsha, and his face was terribly pale.

The female nun said: "Senior, I know a strange person who is still in Lingyuan City, but in the temporary area outside the city. There is an old man with a very accurate calculator. He is just a mortal and has no magic power, but It is amazing in calculating marriage and other aspects, and occasionally calculates good and bad luck for monks, which is quite effective."

"Yes, yes, this old man is very accurate." The gray-robed monk repeatedly echoed.

Lin Fan sighed softly again, seeing that the senior was still sighing softly, the female monk was desperate, and the gray-robed monk wailed even more, "Fellow Daoist, we are just Qi-refining monks, we know very little, I really don't know any strange people ah."

In the world of cultivating immortals, once you offend someone, or are stared at by others, and your cultivation level is not as good as others, then life is really worse than death.

Lin Fan ignored them, turned around and left, Lingyuan City is not too far from here, since we are here, let's go there to have a look.

The male and female Shuangsha couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief seeing that the fellow Taoist didn't hit them hard, but the other party didn't even look at their storage bags on the ground, which puzzled them.

They have practiced until now, and there are countless things that have been intercepted and killed in the world of cultivating immortals. Who would discard the storage bag, even if it is only the storage bag of a Qi refining monk, there may not be precious exercises or good magic weapons in it, but it also has spiritual power. Stone.

"Let's go, let's go." The gray-robed monk stood up in embarrassment, picked up the storage bag and ran.

"Wait for me."

The female cultivators followed closely behind. This incident caused a great shadow in their hearts. They might not be able to get out so easily. At the same time, they were very helpless. Why is the current Da Neng so low-key and restrained in mana? It's scary.

...

"This is what they call Lingyuan City."

Lin Fan looked at the building ahead. This was not in the city, but casual cultivators gathered here from all over the world. There were not enough spiritual stones to be placed in the city, so they could only take root here.

Of course, the land where casual cultivators live in the outer city is not owned by casual cultivators, but the aristocratic cultivators in the city are in charge of the land, temporarily building some simple houses and renting them out to casual cultivators close to here.

Blood sucking everywhere, exploitation everywhere.

It is recorded in the classics that I have read that Chaozhou is a weak state, not the only weak state, there are many similar states, some of the monks believe that their destiny is in me, and they leave the comfortable weak state and come to Yangzhou. .

What I want is to make a breakthrough in Yangzhou, and I have a feeling that I would rather be a phoenix tail than a chicken head.

Walking into the outer city, the houses are intricately built and the environment is slightly harsh.

People come and go on the street, leave in a hurry, without any lingering, most of the monks here are in the Qi refining state, and there are also mortals living here.

Passing by a shop outside the city, I stopped, and there was a sign hanging at the door.

For rented houses, the lowest one needs three low-grade spirit stones every month.

For the living environment, the price is a bit expensive, but even so, there are still many monks rushing to rent, and it is very important to have a stable residence.

Lin Fan asked the street vendor where the calculator in the outer city was, and the vendor pointed in the direction.

"Thank you."

Following the direction pointed by the vendor, I came to a place, and found that outside the unremarkable dilapidated house, there were actually quite a few people, including many monks.

Lining up along the crowd, there are so many monks coming, which shows that this calculator is indeed capable. Thinking of what the female nun said, it is surprising that only mortals can calculate so accurately.

A strong man with a rough appearance was talking with the people around him in a very rough voice.

"The old god is really accurate. He said that my daughter-in-law was born with a belt, and she really did."

"It's all for you, what else are you doing here?"

"Of course it's a pork knuckle for the old god. If you want me to say that some calculators outside our city are lying, you have to ask for birth date and blackboard writing for fortune-telling. You just say it's fake or not."

The words of the rough man are recognized by everyone, it is true, there are many people who cheat on food and drink, and if they want to tell the truth, they have to be old gods.

"Do you remember Cultivator Cui?"

"That guy with the mustache?"

"Yes, some time ago he asked the old god to do the math for him. The old god told him that he would not leave this place in the next month, but he refused to listen. He insisted on setting up battles for others in order to earn some spirit stones. There really was a conflict, fighting with others, his body was beaten to pieces, his mother-in-law took the child to collect his body, and the scene of crying is so bitter."

Lin Fan who was waiting in line listened, feeling touched.

Whether it is in the world of cultivating immortals or in the world where he lives, the life at the bottom will always be running around in order to survive.

He became more and more curious about the old fairy in the house, whether he could get the news he wanted from him?

One after another, people came out of the house.

Some are downcast.

Some clenched their fists and blushed, obviously getting a satisfactory answer from the old god.

He also learned from other people's mouths that the old god can only be regarded as a monk under the alchemy, that is, at the qi refining state.

Although this is true, the people who live here are basically in the Qi training environment. The monks who have successfully established their foundations have already moved to the inner city, so how can they continue to stay here.

Not long after.

Finally it was his turn.

He opened the curtain and walked in. The environment inside the room is not big, but it is very clean and tidy. There is a table, a bookshelf, a bed and so on.

On the bed, there was a child who looked only four or five years old, happily playing with wooden toys.

His eyes fell on the old fairy sitting in front of the table, he seemed to be able to fly west at any time, but his expression was extremely calm.

Lin Fan bowed to the old god, and then said: "May I ask if the old god can do a fortune teller for me."

The old fairy nodded with a smile, stretched out his hand to signal Lin Fan to sit down, and looked at Lin Fan carefully with cloudy eyes. If it was an ordinary Qi refining cultivator or mortal, the old fairy would have spoken at this moment, instead of staring at him for a long time now.

"What do you want to know?" The old man couldn't see it, and asked, he had seen Lin Fan's extraordinary.

"I want to know where the fairy is."

"Fairy..."

The old man's face changed slightly, and he quickly regained his composure. He got up and went to the bookshelf, took out an inconspicuous wooden box and returned it to the table. Inside was an ancient tortoise shell and three copper coins.

The old man put the copper coin in the tortoise shell, closed his eyes, pinched his finger prints, and shook the tortoise shell in a way that ordinary people can't understand. He was not counting Lin Fan, but Lin Fan.

suddenly.

The old man opened his eyes, his pupils were wide open, and a mouthful of blood spattered on the table. Lin Fan was startled and got up quickly, wanting to see the condition of the old fairy, but the old fairy raised his hand to stop him.

"No problem, no problem."

The old fairy waved his hands, and the child who was playing with toys on the bed ran up to the old fairy with his bare buttocks, holding him by his legs, grandpa, grandpa crying.

The monks queuing up outside heard the sound, their faces changed drastically, and they rushed in. Seeing the old fairy vomiting blood, they were shocked and immediately set their eyes on Lin Fan.

"Evil thief, how dare you hurt the old god..."

After talking about this group of qi refining monks, they will copy the guys to fight.

Although the old gods are just mortals, the monks here respect the old gods very much. Many monks have received advice from the old gods, thus turning danger into good luck.

Now there are villains who dare to hurt the old gods, wouldn't they kill them.

"Stop." The old god raised his hand to stop it, "It has nothing to do with him, the old man should forget about it, and the backlash caused, please take care of it, don't forget about today, please go back."

The monks present were all reasonable, so naturally they didn't say much, and some monks took out elixirs.

"Old Immortal, this is a small tonic, it is good for the injury after taking it."

"Thank you, everyone."

The old god did not refuse, accepted the elixir, and after taking it, it really improved a lot, but the situation is still not optimistic and needs to rest for a while.

The casual cultivators left.

Only grandpa, grandson and Lin Fan were in the room.

"I don't know if my little friend can tell the old man, your origin? Why are you looking for immortals?"

The old man couldn't figure it out, but he thought he could ask it out. If the other party could tell it, wouldn't it be much easier?

"I heard that immortals are the strongest existence. I want to ask if I can go back in time and go back in time." Lin Fan said.

"Going back to the past... I seem to have known each other. There was an ancient existence who asked the old ancestors."

"Who is he?" Lin Fan asked.

The old man shook his head and said: "It's been a long time, no one knows his name, even the old man doesn't know."

"Old fairy, do you know the earth?"

"I don't know, I've never heard of it."

"Does the old god know the origin of the secret realm?"

"have no idea."

"I came from the secret realm, the secret realm is my hometown, and everyone there lives in a beautiful world, but when a disaster strikes, we are used as nutrients for the monks in the world of immortality to improve. The price, formed."

Lin Fan thought of this situation, and the anger in his heart was burning.

The old man's eyes were shocked, it was the first time he heard about this.

"Sorry, I'm getting a bit hostile. I wasn't like this before." Sensing the change in his heart, Lin Fan said.

"It doesn't matter, it will be the same for anyone."

"Old Immortal, since I entered the house, you have been watching me, and I am also observing the old Immortal. The Old Immortal looks like a mortal, but in fact he is not an ordinary person. I can keenly perceive a kind of breath inside the Old Immortal, and the result is Whether it is Dan or Yuanying, they are not as good as the old gods."

When Lin Fan said these words, the old man's expression changed drastically, and he fixed his gaze on Lin Fan, "Who the hell are you?"

"Don't be impatient, old fairy. I'm not a bad person. My name is Lin Fan. I come from a secret realm. Everyone has their own secrets, but I never keep my origin as a secret. Where did the old fairy come from? I don't know, and I won't ask."

Lin Fan knew that the old fairy in front of him was someone with a secret.

Jie Dan, Nascent Soul, even if a monk with a higher cultivation level appeared in front of the old god, he would not be able to find the difference between the old god, but Lin Fan's perception is so powerful that his eyes can look directly into the other's heart.

With a calm expression, the old man stroked his grandson's head to soothe his fearful heart.

It was very quiet inside.

"Little friend, can you stay here for a few days?" the old man said slowly.

"No, I'm going to continue searching, looking for traces of Xian." Lin Fan said.

The old man said: "You may not be able to find it if you search like this for the rest of your life, but this old man just knows a little bit, and you only need to stay for a few days, so what if you don't know?"

"Please tell me where the fairy is, I am very grateful." Lin Fan looked excited. He was looking for the fairy. Now that he has a clue, in his opinion, this is the reward of all hardships, and seeing the slim hope up.

"It's better to stay for a few days first." The old god didn't say much, just hoped that Lin Fan could live here.

"good."

Lin Fan could read books in Zangshu Pavilion for several years and knew the situation in the world of cultivating immortals, so he would not be anxious for a few days.

The old fairy rented two rooms, connected to each other, with a courtyard, which was a little more luxurious than the surrounding single houses, and the house next door happened to be lived by Lin Fan.

night.

Lin Fan sat on the edge of the bed, turned his head to look at the night outside, the insects were shouting and creaking.

"Soon, really soon."

From searching aimlessly in the Xianxia world to gaining something now, he feels that everything is worth it.

In the house next door.

The old man looked dotingly at his sleeping grandson, waved a fan gently, and showed a kind smile on his face.

If there was no such situation.

The grandson in front of me should be four hundred years old.

But everything is not important, the important thing is that the grandson is still alive, and it is worth it.

"What kind of person is he?"

The old man looked in the direction where Lin Fan lived, and there seemed to be a wall blocking it, but it still couldn't stop the old man's peeping heart.

Nothing to say all night.

the next day.

Some monks from outside the city came to the residence of the old god, wanting to ask about their fortune, but the old god suffered a backlash when he gave someone a fortune-telling yesterday, and he was unable to do the fortune-telling in a short time, which made the monks who came feel very regretful.

Can only leave disappointed.

Inside the house, Lin Fan was drinking porridge with the old man and the children.

"Little friend Lin, don't be disgusted with ordinary food." The old man said with a smile.

"It's okay, I used to drink these too." Lin Fan held the bowl and took a sip. He felt that the rice here was very different from the rice he drank before. It tastes really good.

Seeing that Lin Fan was drinking happily, the old man also smiled.

The night of the third day.

The old man walked up to Lin Fan, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Little friend Lin, are you asleep?"

Lin Fan opened the door.

"Old Immortal, is there something wrong?"

"I want to talk to you."

"Please come in."