Mozun, please be normal

Although the voice in his head was very clear, Fang Mo was at a loss. "Crossing the Tribulation and Becoming a God" he naturally couldn't understand it all too well, but what made him enter the world of "Crossing the Tribulation and becoming a God"?

After all, he is a geek who is addicted to online games and online novels, and Fang Mo soon thought of the word "time travel".This time he was so scared that he opened his eyes again.But this time, a cloud just blocked the sun, and the light was far less dazzling than before.

Fang Mo was shocked by the sight in front of him.Because of his poor health, he has never traveled far.His uncle once took him to climb a mountain. Although his uncle carried him up the mountain, the experience of that time was very precious to him.Standing on the top of the mountain and looking at the trees below, he will never forget the pleasure of overlooking.The scene in front of him now is similar to that experience.

Fang Mo stood up and looked around, making sure that he was on the top of a mountain.However, this mountain is not the highest nearby. On his left side, there is a mountain soaring into the sky that is completely indistinguishable.Of course, his position is not too low, and he can see that there seems to be a village in the distance to the west.And the place where he is now is a big rock on the top of the mountain.This large stone is smooth and flat, as if it had been sorted out by hand.

Whether it is time travel or not, he can't tell, but he can be sure that he is definitely not in the capital.After all, the capital does not have such a landform environment.Especially the towering mountain made him more sure of his conjecture.After confirming his position, he lowered his head to check his body.It doesn't matter if you look at it, it directly confirms the authenticity of the "time travel".

Fang Mo's height was originally not high. When he was young, he injured his internal organs, especially his lungs. Because he couldn't exercise or eat too much, his height was only [-].This is indeed not a height that can give him confidence for a man.But it's definitely not as thin and small as it is now.This little hand is dirty and thinner than his original one. The most important thing is that he is wearing an ancient costume of an unknown dynasty.

He never thought that this might be someone's prank.After all, pranks can take him to strange places, give him strange clothes, but can't change his body.He didn't want to believe that there would be technology on earth that would allow people to transfer their memories and thoughts to other people.Otherwise, human beings can be regarded as immortal.

Then there is only one possibility.That is "time travel" and it is still soul wear.

The world of "Crossing Tribulation and Becoming a God"... Recalling these words again, Fang Mo got goose bumps all over his body.Although he likes this book, even though he finds it meaningless to live.But it doesn't mean that he likes to time travel into a book. "What the hell is going on here? Who was talking in my head just now?"

He repeated several words but no one answered him, which made Fang Mo feel that the surroundings were very strange.But compared to being weird, hunger and cold are the worst.As the sun gradually set, Fang Mo was hungry and felt more and more cold.

"Aren't you going to be the first traverser to die of freezing and starving?" Fang Mo murmured in his heart, but he didn't really want to die of freezing and starving.He thought wildly all afternoon, since he was sure that he had already time-traveled, and his soul had passed on to a child.That's what matters.After all, he doesn't have the confidence to wear it again and again.Walking down the mountain in the direction of the setting sun, his goal is the village he saw before.Anyway, where there are people, there is food, and this child appeared on the mountain not far from the village, so he should have some relationship with this village.In case there are family and friends or something, at least solve the problem of hunger first.

Fang Mo walked for a while before realizing how naive he was.He thought that the village was very close because he could see it on the mountain, but when he walked, it was already dark but there was no sign of the forest.Moreover, the steepness of the mountain proved that he was far from reaching the foot of the mountain. Now he was hungry, cold and tired, and in the end he couldn't hold on any longer, so he slumped down under a tree.

With a "pop", something fell from the tree and hit Fang Mo right in front of him.This frightened Fang Mo a lot, but when he found that what fell was a fruit that had been bitten by something, he swallowed instinctively.

He didn't know this fruit, but in various novels, some fruits eaten by insects and birds are not poisonous.He is really starving now, especially the fragrance from the place where the fruit was "bitten" is too tempting.So he gritted his teeth, turned his heart, and took a big bite on the other side that was not "bitten".

The sweet, sour and milky taste instantly brought Fang Mo to life.So he didn't care about what was bitten by the fruit, and he ate up the fruit that was bigger than a grown man's fist in a few mouthfuls.

Probably because the body is still very small, such a fruit made Fang Mo feel that his stomach has calmed down, and he didn't feel hungry at all.Just because you're not hungry doesn't mean you're not tired or cold.Fang Mo frowned, and began to think about how to warm himself up.It is best to have a fire, which can not only keep warm but also prevent wild animals.But from the top of the head to the bottom of the feet, there is nothing in this body.Is it possible to drill wood to make fire?It is said that it is not easy!

At this moment, another fruit fell from the top of the head with a "pop".He also fell in front of Fang Fang, and Fang Mo felt that it was not just a coincidence.How can there be no reason to drop the fruit in the same place?So he looked up together and found a man in black lying on the branch, and this man was looking at him with a smile.

Fang Mo was taken aback, but since things like soul wear have happened, the surprise at seeing a big living person in the tree won't last long. "who are you?"

The man from the tree jumped down.He still holds two fruits in his hand. "My master calls me Old Nine. You can call me Nine Brothers at your age."

Asking the young master to call you brother as soon as we meet, how can you think so beautifully!But Fang Mo is a smart person, and he has no memory of his original body, let alone where he is now.The person in front of him is the No.1 person I know in this world, so no matter how you say it, it will be useful.It's nothing more than a "brother".I still called a scumbag "Dad" for so many years. "Hi Brother Nine. My name is Fang Mo. Was it the fruit you gave me just now?"

Lao Jiu smiled and nodded: "As expected of a person with fairy roots, he is smart. That's right. I picked the most delicious fruit on the tree and threw it to you. I thought you would find it when you saw the fruit. As for me, it seems that I am hungry and confused, right?"

The best one ever bitten?Are you kidding me? "Brother Ninth is really amazing, you guessed it all. I was so hungry that my eyes were blurred just now, and I didn't see anything when I was so busy eating. I'm really sorry I didn't notice you in the first place."

"It's okay. Brother is not the one who cares. You said your name is Fang Mo, is it Fang Mo from Feixian Village down below?" Lao Jiu asked.

Fang Mo didn't dare to answer yes directly, what if he wasn't?It will be more troublesome to explain at that time.So he just made a bloody joke: "I just remember that I am Fang Mo, and I don't remember anything else. I woke up on the big rock over there at noon. I saw a village below, and I thought it might be possible. I am from there, so I plan to go there and find out who knows me. But I walked for a long time and you still didn't go down the mountain..."

Lao Jiu didn't seem to think that the amnesia stem was too exaggerated at all, and he looked surprised and regretful: "I don't remember myself? It's so pitiful! It must be that your immortal root was jealous of the villains in the village, and then deliberately murdered you! I will kill you tomorrow! Take you down the mountain and into the village early in the morning, and find the person who harmed you to settle accounts!"

With this ninth brother, Fang Mo finally had a fire to keep warm this night.But he was also frightened by the way the old nine ignited the fire.This guy came back with a handful of dry wood, and with a wave of his right hand, a flame appeared on the palm of his hand, and then the dry wood was ignited.

But he wasn't surprised when he reacted.Isn't there a voice in my head saying that I have entered the world of "Crossing the Tribulation and Become a God"?In this world, having this kind of ability is simply too normal.

Fang Mo is very familiar with the basic setting of "Crossing Tribulation and Become a God".This is a world set by cultivators.Except for demons and ghosts, human beings are divided into two types: ordinary people and those with spiritual roots who can cultivate.Ordinary people are just like people in all worlds.There are five countries mentioned in the article.The country where the hero lives is Qin.But this state of Qin has nothing to do with the state of Qin in the real world.

Outside the country, all people with spiritual roots are superior to others.They have a system of cultivating immortals.There are countless sects of cultivating immortals, but ten sects of cultivating truth are the most prominent.In order to compete for the reputation of the top ten cultivation sects, there will be a competition every 50 years.And this competition is not a group of people standing there and throwing magic weapons or spells at each other, but a secret map issued by a special organization "Tiandi Pavilion" in this world.Only after finding the secret realm and entering it, the sect with the most natural materials and earth treasures will be ranked in a new order.

The leading actor, Duan Aotian, obtained half of the heaven and earth treasures in the secret realm by relying on his magic weapon, the Hun Tian Ding, in a competition in the secret realm. In one fell swoop, he made a small shadowless sect Wuyingjian sect become one of the top ten cultivation sects. First of all, since then, he has recruited more disciples, and his influence has become stronger and stronger.

There are different spiritual roots in this world.Tianlinggen is the head, and Earthlinggen is slightly inferior, but it is also an extremely rare genius.The other five spiritual roots of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth are the most common.In addition to the heavenly root, other spiritual roots are also divided into six levels: immortal, heaven, earth, upper, middle, and lower.Each has different heights.Very detailed.Generally speaking, the aptitude of a person with a single-line spiritual root is the most important. After all, the spiritual power that a person's spiritual root can absorb is limited, so it is naturally better to practice a single-line spiritual root.But people who have five spiritual roots at the same time are not necessarily useless.At least after the male protagonist appeared, a waste material with five spiritual roots counterattacked and became a great god.But without the Hun Tian Ding, the first magic weapon for gathering spirits, it is probably more difficult for other people to be like the hero than ascending to the sky.

Just now, Brother Nine also said that his body has spiritual roots.When I just woke up, I really wanted to say that I had some spiritual roots in my head.It seems that he is also going to cultivate immortality.This feeling is good.His weak body after being poisoned in his previous life made him feel meaningless to live.Although my body is not strong in this life, since I can cultivate immortality, it should be much stronger than my previous life.He cherishes this opportunity very much! "Ninth brother, are you a fire spirit root? That's amazing!"

Lao Jiu looked at Fang Mo, smiled and handed him a gourd filled with water, but he didn't know where he took it out. "It seems that you still have a little understanding of the matter of cultivating immortals." The implication is that the person who said he lost his memory, does your face hurt?

Fang Mo was absolutely not ashamed, this level of embarrassment was too childish for him. "That's the idea that popped into my mind, am I right?"

The author has something to say: Fang Xiaomo: Why does my face hurt?

Old Nine: Oh.With such a thick skin, how can you feel the pain?

Fang Xiaomo: Hey, why do you like thick-skinned people?The taste is really heavy!

Old Nine: Each other each other (stand hands.jpg)