Chapter 882

A green conveyance light swept across the surface of the sea, stirring up waves, and went straight to the east of the river.

Lin Suhe, a disciple of the Seven Seas and Twenty-Eight Worlds Taoist Sect, heard that the Galaxy Meteorite Crystal had appeared in the Luo Sect, so he teleported over and flew towards the rumored location without stopping.

As he hurried along, he complained that if it wasn't for the fact that the Void Hometown and the Buddhist Kingdom on Earth prohibited ultra-long-distance teleportation to the outside world, he wouldn't have ended up in such a mess. It was said that it wasn't like this more than a hundred years ago. At that time, not only were there teleportation formations to connect to the ends of the world, but everyone had an instrument called the Myriad World Talisman, which allowed them to communicate from thousands of miles away as if they were right in front of their eyes.

However, he had also seen the so-called Myriad World Talisman in the hands of those old guys who were about to die, but he couldn't find anything special about it after checking it over and over again. It felt like they made up a beautiful fairyland to trick the younger generation into practicing hard.

If it wasn't for all the old guys he met saying the same thing, he would definitely doubt it!

Is this still the real world?

According to the old guys, our current generation is too miserable. We have to run around to collect materials, and we can't see anything strange and novel in our lifetime. Unlike the old days, we could go through hundreds of battles without leaving home, directly observe how others explore ruins and obtain corresponding knowledge, compare with hundreds of schools of thought, and didn't have to worry about being cheated, and talk nonsense with the creatures of the Myriad World Universe … This kind of thing is hard to imagine even in one's dreams, and it's impossible for the old guys to make it up without any basis. Could it be the secular style of the ancient Mythological Era? Lin Suhe's thoughts diverged, but the ancient books passed down from the Mythological Era didn't record these things …

As the conveyance light flickered, the coastline was clearly visible. Lin Suhe withdrew his thoughts and looked over, only to see spots of strange lights floating in the air like fireflies, clearly divided into several camps, confronting each other.

They were all powerhouses who were not inferior to him!

However, Lin Suhe was not surprised but happy. This meant that the Galaxy Meteorite Crystal had not really appeared yet, and he had finally caught up!

Just as he was about to slow down the conveyance light to approach stealthily, he suddenly heard a loud rumble, like the collapse of the earth or the collapse of a mountain. A deep crack appeared on the coastline, and rolling black fog emerged, quickly polluting the surroundings, and an evil and terrifying aura spread like a tide.

"It's the crack of the Nine Serenities again …" Lin Suhe took a deep breath, the world was really getting more and more fragile!

According to the descriptions of the old fellows, they were currently in the Final Tribulation and were moving towards the end of an era step by step. At that time, the heavens would collapse and the earth would sink. It would be difficult for immortals and buddhas to survive, and all living things would return to chaos. No one would be spared.

Although it could not be confirmed whether what they said was true or not, the frequency of the cracks of the Nine Levels of Underground appearing had been increasing over the years. Every time, it would take a lot of effort to seal it. Based on this deduction, in another hundred years, the Nine Levels of Underground would completely descend upon the real world, completely polluting and destroying the heavens and the earth. All living beings would welcome the end of the era in madness and despair.

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, another earth-shattering explosion rang out in his ears!

It was so close that Lin Suhe was shocked out of his wits, and his vision turned dark. He could no longer maintain the conveyance light, and fell towards the sea like a stone.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he saw the sea surface collapse into a huge whirlpool, and layers of darkness emerged from the core, dyeing the surroundings.

Another crack of the Nine Serenities …

…

Lights and shadows flashed in front of him, and his mind was in a mess. Lin Suhe shook his head, and finally recovered from the trance.

I'm still alive?

I'm still alive after falling into the crack of the Nine Serenities?

He checked himself in shock, and did not find any serious injuries. As far as his eyes could see, it was a street with a strange style. The buildings on both sides were towering and strangely shaped, but they had a unique sense of beauty. For example, the forty-nine-story building that could almost pick stars from the sky had glazed windows on one side, reflecting light, and was magnificent.

"It's completely different from the Seven Seas and Twenty-Eight Worlds. Where am I?" Lin Suhe rubbed his temples. "But it's clearly not like the Nine Serenities. Have I transmigrated?"

He had seen some stories from the old men, and it was said that they were written by some extremely bored fellows in the Golden Age of Romance. There were many travelogues in them about transmigrating to the universe.

Just then, a sharp horn pierced his ears. Lin Suhe turned around in a daze, and saw a black iron box stopped behind him.

"This seems to be their carriage?"

"It looks like a mechanism made by the Palace of Mohism …"

"Are you crazy? You're in a daze in the middle of the road! Are you in a hurry to reincarnate? "A middle-aged man peeked out of the carriage, and shouted angrily.

"I'm sorry." Lin Suhe instinctively apologized, and retreated to the side. Then, he watched as the man swaggered off, still in a daze.

His spiritual sense was not weakened, and he quietly examined the place. There was a long queue in front of him, as if waiting for something.

At this time, a girl in a white dress rushed over with a few books in her arms. Her black hair flew in the wind, and she did not lose her elegance as she lined up at the end of the line.

Seeing this girl, Lin Suhe's eyes lit up. He only felt that the other's appearance was rare. Her eyes were black and white, and there was a remnant of innocence, but her whole body was cold and elegant.

"What are you queuing for?" Lin Suhe subconsciously struck up a conversation.

The girl looked back at him, and her expression was very serious. "Erlang's steamed biscuit."

"Is it delicious?" Lin Suhe asked instinctively.

The girl nodded lightly. "Very delicious."

Before she answered, Lin Suhe vaguely heard a rumbling sound that made one hungry.

"Looks like it's going to take a long time." Lin Suhe tried to find something to talk about.

The girl pursed her lips and said seriously, "Good food needs to be pious. After eating, it's just in time for the zither lesson."

"Zither lesson?" Lin Suhe felt that it was natural for the other party to learn the zither.

The girl said lightly, "My mother always forces me to learn talents, hoping that I can become a star."

"Then do you like zither?" Lin Suhe asked.

The line moved forward, and the girl took a step forward. Her eyes fell on the book in front of her, and she said calmly, "I like it."

Lin Suhe chatted for a while until the girl bought the steamed biscuit and left. Then he walked along the street, and his Taoist robe attracted a lot of attention.

"I forgot to ask what her name is …" Lin Suhe suddenly realized, and was about to turn back, but found that he had unknowingly come to a garden, a very small and ordinary garden.

In the shadow of the green trees, a few old men were supporting a table and playing with things such as Ma Diao. One of them had a pale golden complexion and a long beard, giving him a somewhat sage-like demeanor. Another had a lean face, rosy and healthy. Another had a grave expression and was serious in speech and manner. The last one was always smiling, making people feel close to him.

They had a kind of ability to attract attention, and Lin Suhe looked curiously for a moment.

The man in his fifties with a long beard sensed the gaze, and looked up at Lin Suhe, and said with a smile, "Little friend, are you wholeheartedly seeking the Dao? When we were young, we also went up the mountain and cultivated the Dao. "

"You've cultivated the Dao?" Lin Suhe said in surprise.

There were people who cultivated the Dao in this world?

"We just cultivated it. Now that we're old and retired, it's enough to get together and play mahjong when we're free." The old man who was smiling and friendly said in a haughty manner, and pointed to the side. "Not as hardworking as the young people."

In the direction he was pointing, there was a girl in a light yellow outfit, and she was focused on swinging the sword in her hand, leaving Lin Suhe with an infinitely beautiful view of her back.

"Is she also cultivating the Dao?" Lin Suhe asked curiously.

"No, no. She's practicing her swordsmanship, and wants to become the champion of this year's World Number One Sword Dao Meet." The old man who spoke first smiled.

What was going on … The corner of Lin Suhe's mouth twitched, and he felt that he was being teased by these old people.

He asked a few more questions, but none of them got the main point, so he walked out of the small garden and returned to the road. At this moment, the mechanical vehicles that he saw earlier came in a group, and blocked both sides of the road, not letting anyone pass.

"It's the president of the Dazhou Corporation who is here to inspect …" The passersby whispered.

The president of the Dazhou Corporation? Lin Suhe's ears pricked up to eavesdrop, and he figured out the status of this "president". More than 50% of the country's business was monopolized by him, and he controlled the people's food, clothing, housing, and transportation.

A black mechanical vehicle drove past, and there were people crowding around it. But with Lin Suhe's eyesight, he saw through the glass at once, and saw the man in the back seat.

He was tall, and he sat like an ancient bell. His face was chiseled, and his lips were thin, showing a bit of ruthlessness and coldness.

Eh, why does he look so familiar? Lin Suhe was stunned, and thoughts surged in his mind as he tried to recall.

Isn't, isn't this the Gao Lan that those old men talked about?

They still have many images of him from back then!

With this thought, Lin Suhe's eyes suddenly became hazy, as if shrouded in a layer of fog. His whole body became higher and higher, as if he was overlooking everything. Then, he saw a pitch-black mountain peak, a pearl that glowed with five-colored light, Zi Ling who was expanding and contracting like a heart, and a pair of eyes that buried all emotions in the deep darkness.