Traverser Management System

Disaster of blood and light, these four words are not so easy for practitioners to say. The practitioners have magic power in their bodies, and magic power can communicate with the world, but this world is a place where there are gods three feet above the head.

Any cultivator will be cautious in his words and deeds after he is in the power of mana, and what he says may become true.

Speaking of small places, there is a kitchen **** door **** in a home alone, and a larger one is a mountain **** and land god, and then there are river gods, lake uncles, and sea dragon kings.

There are also countless differences, as well as the city gods and deployments under their jurisdictions. Speaking of which, in such a small city of tens of thousands, there are probably dozens of hundreds of "gods" piled up.

The gods perform their duties and will not interfere with the operation of the world at will. They are merely bystanders, taking care of everything after death for them.

Having a **** three feet above the head is not just a joke. After the fortune teller said such a sentence to Zheng Yu, Zheng Yu could feel it. It seemed that he had a pair of eyes looking towards him, and he snorted coldly in his heart.

Zheng Yu's hidden spiritual power can avoid the prying eyes of these mortal wombs, but it can't avoid the plane consciousness that exists between the day and the earth.

This fortune-teller was just an ordinary person, and he didn't have any magic power in his body, but he dared to speak this way to an immortal who had already proven the way, and at the same time caused the investigation of the plane consciousness, which made Zheng Yu feel really upset.

Zheng Yu is an outsider, and if he is a little bit sloppy, the plane consciousness may find him.

This world is not like the previous plane, even if you find yourself, you can't help yourself.

Knowing that the level of this world is quite high, and the gods and Buddhas all over the sky come and shoot at random, it is estimated that Zheng Yu will have to flee immediately.

The system was unable to answer his own question now, and just after he learned that this was the world of the Legend of the White Snake, he immediately found everything about the Legend of the White Snake from the system.

At the same time, Zheng Yu also found things that need to be avoided in this plane from the system, so he only now understands that as long as they have attained the immortal class, almost all of them are in the heavenly court, and all the arhats who have attained the Buddha are above the western sky. .

That's why he dared to say that he can be the number one in the world.

But if the heavens are killing intent and the plane consciousness attacks him, any one of these gods and Buddhas who can kill him or drive him out will be rewarded with the merits of the heavens. You must know such things as the merits of the heavens. Any plane is very rare.

As long as the Heavenly Dao can make merits, one of these gods and Buddhas will be counted as one, and each of them will carry their weapons and yell at Zheng Yu.

So when Zheng Yu penetrates this plane, the system will tailor an identity for him, giving him a trace of connection with the underworld, proving that he is a person in this world.

Even so, Zheng Yu possessed the realm of Xuanxian's physical body, and he was still walking in the world, which made Heavenly Dao's vigilance for a while.

Anything that happened to him and related to Tiandao would make Tiandao pay more attention to him.

And like this kind of blood and light disaster, there is already a sense of prophecy. Although the person who said this sentence is an ordinary person, the one being said is not.

"It seems that I can't just appear in front of these gods in the future, otherwise, whenever I say a word or two, I will be able to let the heavenly consciousness observe me." Zheng Yu also had a hint of vigilance in his heart.

Heavenly Dao consciousness just swept over him and then retracted it, seeming to recognize his current identity.

After the heavenly consciousness disappeared, Zheng Yu squinted his eyes slightly, staring at the fortune teller in front of him, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a sense of danger.

Zheng Yu himself is not a particularly generous person, but if you say he is bad, it really doesn't hurt much. The premise is that you don't provoke him. Generally, people who provoke him will have no good end.

Although the fortune-teller is in the busy city, he always feels that something is wrong. This is a busy city. Why is there only this young boy in front of him? Although the rest are walking, why is there a sound? They didn't pass it through, and they passed by themselves, and they didn't mean to turn their heads to take a look.

The fortune-teller swallowed, and he was stunned when he saw a child with a braid in horns, walking past him with a candied haws.

On the noisy street, no one noticed that two people had disappeared here, a young boy brother, and a fortune teller.

"Master, son..." The fortune-teller wanted to say something, but he stammered and couldn't even say a word. Zheng Yu looked upset and directly waved his hand to his forehead. Put on sleeves.

Everything returned to normal, and the loud voice came out again, and the lively street seemed to have no change.

The only change was that the fortune-teller was holding his canvas and jumping up and down, and shouted: "I have the blood and light disaster, I have the blood and light disaster!"

With a small punishment and a big commandment, Zheng Yu ignored the spiritual sense of the fortune teller and asked him to call the words "Bloodlight Disaster" 10,000 times, and that little seal would naturally disappear.

In fact, there is no need to kill others for a small thing, Zheng Yu is not so cruel yet.

Although he was ignorant of this person's spiritual sense, everything he did could make the fortune-teller remember everything that happened, only he would forget who he met.

Zheng Yu put his hands on his chest and watched the fortune-teller madly running forward with joy.

When the surrounding crowd saw that such a lunatic suddenly appeared on the street, they also watched the excitement happily. The children wandering on the street picked up the odds and ends and threw them at the fortune teller one by one.

"Chasing a madman, chasing a madman..."

This fortune teller only knew how to run, shouting all the way, just drifting away.

Everything that happened here was raging, and the fortune teller with mana in the distance noticed it, and he turned his head and looked here.

Zheng Yu was so far away that he greeted the mana fortune teller, and walked towards him.

Zheng Yu has now completely brought in the identity of an ordinary talent, and walked towards the fortune teller with the steps of a normal person.

"Dao Master, hello, I want to tell a fortune."