My transformed system is poisonous

[Constructing a space-time channel costs 1.49 units of nine-star energy. Do you want to build it? 】

"Construct."

A space-time passage opened in front of Shi Lan's eyes, and threads of energy fluctuations penetrated along the passage. At first, it was like a gurgling stream, and after a while, it turned into a surging Nu River, surging forward.

The flow of energy has a fixed direction. When the higher world is connected to the lower world, energy will flow downward involuntarily.

The occurrence of this phenomenon is enough to show that the world on the other side of the passage is at least one level higher than the Qiongluo Realm.

Shi Lan took a deep breath and stepped into the space channel alone against the majestic torrent of energy.

Outside the passage, countless chaotic light clusters are floating around, like dots of morning stars. The powerful ones are boundless and extremely gorgeous, while the weak ones are like candle flames that are extinguished when blown.

Even though he had experienced it many times, traveling through time and space, Shi Lan still had some ups and downs in his heart.

After a few breaths, Shi Lan set foot on the ground again. What he saw was a wilderness with no grass growing. The feeling of pleasure that the shackles between heaven and earth were gone kept rising from his body. His body stretched out involuntarily, grabbing the space between heaven and earth almost greedily. The vitality of time.

The vitality fluctuation between this piece of heaven and earth is not weak, but the space is a bit fragile, far less than Ling Yang.

"I have never been to this world. It only exists in the system's database. The power level is much higher than that of the Qiongluo Realm. In the data, there is a method to focus on cultivating the physical body."

After listening to Samsara's words, Shi Lan randomly picked a direction and opened a space passage. With one step, he was already more than 100,000 miles away.

Two steps later, a huge city came into view.

At the gate of the city, countless people flowed in and out. The traders and footmen who came and went all had strong muscles and strong blood. Even if there were no traces of practice, they still had five or six hundred kilograms of strength.

In this regard, Shi Lan was not surprised. Mortals in the Lingyang Realm are not very powerful. That is only in the Lingyang Realm. In other worlds, the first level of the Body Tempering Realm has a strength of more than a thousand kilograms at least. Otherwise, how can it carry it? The heavy load of martial arts conquest.

The differences between the worlds are huge, and the true strength of the world cannot be measured simply by the external manifestation of power.

The guards in front of the city gate were wearing leather armor made of unknown alien beasts. They were tall and strong, and their blood was much stronger than those of the traffickers and lackeys.

【Zhuojun】

Looking at the two simple characters above the city, Shi Lan concealed his true appearance and slowly walked into the city with the flow of people.

As soon as he entered the city, Shi Lan smelled an extremely strong aroma of wine. On both sides of the street, apart from some shops selling grain, rice, oil and noodles, the most common ones were taverns.

From time to time, chariots pass by with no obstructions on all sides. The figures sitting on the chariots are all wearing long-sleeved robes and have noble faces. In Shi Lan's eyes, you can still faintly see a trace of red. of light.

If the prediction is correct, he should be an official of the dynasty, with a trace of national luck to protect his body.

Shi Lan walked silently through the long street, spreading his spiritual thoughts in all directions, scanning the booksellers and wine shops, and after filtering a large amount of messy information, the pattern of the world in front of him gradually became clear.

The world in front of her is divided into nine states: Ji, Yan, Qing, Xu, Yang, Jing, Yu, You, and Yong. She is currently in Zhuojun, Youzhou.

Hundreds of thousands of years ago, the Immortal Qin was destroyed, and the Chu and Han Dynasties fought for the world. The emperor of the Han Dynasty raised the divine sword Chixiao and emerged from the sky to slay the white dragon. He defeated the overlord Xiang Yu, unified the world, and established the Han Dynasty. Later, it was revived by Guangwu and has been passed down to this day. There are more than 100,000 dynasty fortunes.

The familiar names and the familiar historical processes made Shi Lan feel doubtful.

This world is too similar to the Han Dynasty in her memory. Except for the huge difference in personal force, the rest is almost the same.

This is too much of a coincidence.

Now that Emperor Ling is on the throne, the same eunuchs are in power. According to the normal process, what follows is the era of the Three Kingdoms, which is full of wars and wars.

In this environment, the strength of those invincible generals who existed in her memory would probably rise to an extremely terrifying level.

As the memory is awakened bit by bit, some scattered fragments of information that were almost forgotten emerge from the depths of my mind.

"Zhuojun..."

Thinking of the names she saw when she entered the city, Shi Lan's eyes changed slightly. If her memory was correct, a certain top military general in the future would have his ancestral home in this county.

Perhaps, she could gain some insight from this general and see some of the strength of today's heroes.

Thinking in his mind, Shi Lan did not stop and walked deeper into the city.

As the distance deepened, both sides of the street became more and more prosperous, and most of the people passing by turned into warriors with blazing Qi and blood, and scholars with awe-inspiring Qi.

"stop!"

A soft shout sounded from behind Shi Lan, and a strong wind hit his back. The keen intuition left over from years of fighting made Shi Lan subconsciously twist his body, turn his hand and make a fist, and swept out like thunder blasting into the air.

The moment he turned around, Shi Lan saw clearly that the man standing behind him was a young man in his early twenties. He was more than eight feet tall, handsome, with a reddish complexion. He was holding a wine jar in his hand. He smelled of alcohol and was mentally alert. He looks a little bit not sober.

The moment he punched, Shi Lan had already reacted and withdrew eight points of his strength. When he saw the person clearly, he also withdrew the remaining two points of his strength. The white fist mark stopped just an inch in front of the young man's throat, violently. The strong wind swept across the long street, and in an instant, the ground was in a mess, and there was a burst of chickens and dogs flying.

All the eyes on the street gathered together. After seeing the young man, the passers-by kept far away and did not dare to approach.

"The girl's family has some strength."

The young man's figure did not move at all. He burped and his eyes were a little blurry, but his questions were clear and coherent:

"I haven't seen you before. You are so secretive. Where did you come from? What are you doing?"

Shi Lan slowly retracted his fist, feeling a little solemn in his heart. As a warrior, his keen intuition warned her that the young man in front of her was terrifyingly strong. The one who could give her this feeling must be the eighth level.

This world is indeed not simple, and you can easily encounter a strong person of this level.

"I came here to look for someone."

After a moment of silence, Shi Lan could only find an excuse.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Zhang Fei."

Hearing this name, the young man's eyes sobered up a lot. He looked at Shi Lan and turned around holding the wine jar:

"Come with me."

Shi Lan silently followed the footsteps of the people in front of her. When she first arrived in this world, she didn't want to cause any big trouble. There were four eighth-level guards from the Qiongluo Realm behind her. Even if there was any danger, it would not be difficult for her to escape. .

Following the young man, the two walked through the long street, crossed the high wall of the mansion, and entered a courtyard.

The young man threw the wine jar down casually, lay down on a soft bed in the courtyard, and looked up at Shi Lan:

"My surname is Zhang, my given name is Fei, and my given name is Yide. What does the girl want from me?"