Host please stay

Chapter 157

In Su Luo's mind, it is very likely that that unlucky guy encountered the same situation as himself.

Deliberately killing a certain host, violating the core principles of the system, and being warned by that unknown existence or simply some higher-level rules.

Because of the conflict between system rules and higher-level rules, an accident occurred in the process of breaking through the barrier of the plane. An error occurred in the system rules of a slightly weaker level, and that guy accidentally hit and landed on the earth.

In this way, it seems to be able to explain why the system was blown up by him so easily.

Because - he has already committed a foul before!
Of course, these are just Su Luo's guesses. As for the specific truth, I am afraid that only the rebirth of the Creation System of Myriad Worlds, or after he has escaped from that guy who has always wanted to escape, but he does not even know what he wants to escape. , to get the answer.

Descended to a thousand-foot-high mountain, Su Luo checked his own condition and found that he hadn't suffered any damage except for the error in the destination.

In this way, Su Luo was relieved a lot.

As for the warning of the higher level rules, Su Luo was not too worried.

After all, he was not prepared to travel to those worlds where the level is too high and he may be exposed to the danger of gaining benefits by relying on the purpose of killing the host.

Now, his evolution rate is not slow, there is absolutely no need to do that.

The reason why this fat woman was given such a thing was because she deserved to die, and it was completely based on the principle of waste utilization.

Without getting too entangled, and after making sure that this accident did not affect him too much, Su Luo began to observe the environment for four weeks.

Now, the scope of his analysis of the rules has already broken through to a radius of [-] meters while entering the God Transformation Realm. In an instant, he can analyze the rule information on the entire mountain.

As for his own divine sense, it can cover thousands of miles with a single thought, giving him a panoramic view of everything.

Of course, because he didn't know what kind of world he was in now, for the sake of safety, he didn't use his analysis ability, but slowly unfolded his divine sense and probed the surroundings.

Spiritual thoughts spread out, one hundred meters, one thousand meters, ten thousand meters, one hundred thousand meters, one million meters.

Within a thousand miles, Su Luo saw beasts with spiritual intelligence, flower and fruit elixir containing spiritual energy, towns and cities, and traffickers and pawns in the towns.

However, most of the people he met were ordinary people.

Even if there are some who are slightly stronger than ordinary people, they are only equivalent to the acquired innate realm of martial arts, and few even reach the realm of martial arts masters.

According to the high probability analysis, Su Luo thinks that this should be a world whose level is almost the same as Fengyun World.

Of course, the possibility of a remote region in a relatively high-level world is not ruled out.

Just when Su Luo was about to continue to expand his divine sense, in the divine sense, in a valley, a tree with twelve scarlet longan-sized fruits caught his attention.

The supernatural power that shrinks the ground to an inch has been used, and at his current state, he has already traveled thousands of miles in one step like a teleportation, and appeared beside the fruit tree.

Raising his hand, Su Luo unceremoniously picked off twelve longan-sized fruits one by one.

While Su Luo was picking the fruit, the leaves trembled for a while, and a small snow-white squirrel shot out of the leaves like a sharp arrow, biting Su Luo's wrist.

However, before he got close to Su Luo and felt the momentum on Su Luo, the little squirrel stopped abruptly and retreated to the tree at a faster speed than when it came.

Seeing this weird scene, Su Luo paused slightly, and couldn't help showing a smile.

Raising his hand, the little squirrel fell into his hands uncontrollably. At the same time, Su Luo also felt the inner thoughts of the little squirrel through mind reading.

At this moment, the little squirrel kept warning himself: hold back!Be sure to hold back!This person can't be messed with!
The cuteness of the little squirrel made Su Luo smile.

Raising his hand, he threw a vermilion fruit into the little squirrel's mouth.

The fruit melted in the mouth and turned into a wave of spiritual energy to nourish the little squirrel's body.

Visible to the naked eye, the little squirrel's snow-white fur became more shiny, and the consciousness in its eyes became more obvious.

Feeling the changes in his body, the little squirrel bowed to Su Luo in the palm of Su Luo's palm. At the same time, he felt a burst of sadness in his heart.

It was obviously his vermilion fruit, eleven of them were snatched away, and only one was kept for himself, because of this one fruit, he had to be grateful.

"You little guy, it's interesting."

Seeing the cleverness of the little squirrel, Su Luo couldn't help but smile.

If he hadn't just accepted a erha. Bah bah, or a unicorn as a host, he would have chosen this little squirrel as the host.

Thinking of the little squirrel's slander, Su Luo thought for a while, then flipped his hand, and a vermilion fruit several times larger than the one the little squirrel ate just now appeared in his hand.

Seeing this fruit, the little squirrel's eyeballs lit up.

He felt that even if his twelve fruits were added together, it would not be as beneficial to him as eating the one in the hand of this unprovoked human being.

Seeing the longing in the little squirrel's eyes, Su Luo shook the fruit in his hand.

"Do you want it? If you want it, I'll ask you a few questions. After answering, this millennium vermilion fruit is yours."

Listening to Su Luo's words, the little squirrel gestured at Su Luo with its teeth and claws, eyes full of eagerness.

what to do?what to do?It seems that I want this millennium red fruit, but I still can't speak!
Hearing the voice of the little squirrel, Su Luo couldn't help but want to laugh again.

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you can't speak, I'll ask, just think about the answer you want to say in your heart!"

eh?

The little squirrel was confused, is this all right?

He raised his head and looked at Su Luo suspiciously. Seeing Su Luo nodding, the little squirrel nodded cutely.

"Let me ask you, are there any legendary immortals in this world?"

Since animals can open up their intelligence, and since there is such an existence as Zhu Guo, it should be a world of one or two immortals.

It's just that I don't know what level of Xianxia world it has reached.

Hearing this, the little squirrel raised his head and gave Su Luo a puzzled look.

At the same time, Su Luo understood his voice: Aren't you the legendary fairy?

Su Luo smiled wryly, knowing that the little guy didn't understand what he asked.

After thinking about it, he asked in another way.

"Let's ask this, do you know any great sects of cultivation in this world?"

The little squirrel nodded.

"What sects are there, and what are the strong ones?"

Seeing that the little squirrel in the refining period nodded, Su Luo continued to ask.

After asking three questions in a row, Su Luo suddenly understood - it turned out that it was this world!

While feeling at ease, he threw the thousand-year-old vermilion fruit in his hand to the little squirrel. Su Luo waved his hand at the little squirrel who was bowing to him again and again. With a little step, the whole person had already flown away from the valley.

"A long time ago, on the land of China, there were no gods.

But since ancient times, human beings have seen all kinds of strange things in the world around them, such as lightning and thunder, natural disasters and man-made disasters, countless casualties, and mourning.

So I thought that above the nine heavens, there are all kinds of gods, and under the nine secluded worlds, it is also the place where ghosts return, the palace of Yama.

As a result, the theory of immortals has been spread in the world, and countless people fear the gods, yearn for immortal gods to live forever, and grasp the power to move mountains, fill seas, pick stars and take moons.

Thus, there were the earliest practitioners in this world.

Generation after generation of people have practiced, and gradually, people have really delved into the method of practice.

Since then, there have been people like immortals and gods in this world, we call them practitioners.

Today, the story we want to tell happened in Qingyun Mountain not far from us.

Everyone in Qingyun Mountain should know that it is the sect that holds the leader in today's Taoism practitioners.

However, under such a top righteous sect, a tragedy happened three days ago.

At the foot of Qingyun Mountain, there is a grass temple village.

three days ago"

In Heyang City, in a bookstore, Su Luo sat among the crowd, ordinary, without any sense of standing out from the crowd, and even subconsciously, his existence would be ignored.

And on the platform facing him, an old man with fairy demeanor, white hair and childlike face, whose silver hair was already like snow, but whose face was as rosy and tender as a baby's, was talking endlessly about fairy tales.

Of course, no one can figure out whether what he said is true or not.

Even, many people suspect that although Qingyun Mountain is not far from Heyang City, it is not within walking distance.

It would take ten and a half months for such a big news to spread to Heyang City, unless an immortal sent a letter.

How could the storyteller be able to speak vividly after the calamity happened only three days ago?

Of course, skeptics are skeptical, and those who listen to books and pictures are a joy.

More people, regardless of whether the storyteller is telling the truth or not, anyway, the story is wonderful, and it is enough for them to listen to it.

When the old man talked about the wonderful things, such as the fight between the man in black and the old monk, one used the secret magic sword to control thunder, and the other used the great Brahman Prajna to fight against the enemy, many people even He stood up excitedly, as if one of the two fighting was himself.

Such a story naturally won a lot of applause.

Therefore, when the old man's story ended and he took a picture of the gavel with a little suspense, the rewards of copper coins poured out like snowflakes, and there were some broken silver coins of one or two coins among them.

"Thank you! Thank you, all the judges!"

"Thank you! Thank you for your expense!"

While thanking, the old man grinned and collected the money donated by the audience, feeling overjoyed in his heart.

The money of these fools is easy to cheat. My old man just made a little polish, so they are willing to pay me.

It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later, when the enthusiastic audience dispersed, that the old man collected his money and walked out of the bookstore happily. Before leaving, he bought two bunches of candied haws at the door of the bookstore and wrapped them up.

Walking on the way home, touching the money in his arms, the old man was still thinking happily about the scene where his girl squinted her big eyes and called grandpa with a milky voice after seeing the candied haws, and a smile burst on her face.

Just when the old man was thinking that the girl was one year older and had to add two new clothes to her, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Host, please stay."

squeak!
Almost at the instant the sound sounded, the old man with white hair and childlike face stopped in his tracks.

He looked around vigilantly with his eyes, as if he wanted to find the person who transmitted the sound to him in the sea of ​​consciousness.

(End of this chapter)