Simultaneous travel: all abstract fun people

Chapter 340 Fellow Daoist, Don't Wait! I am already a Primordial Golden Immortal.
With memory sharing.

The background of the newcomer Roger is now clear.

Newcomer Roger unexpectedly traveled to the world of Investiture of the Gods.

Although among the Rogers who had visited the Gray Fog Hall before, there were Rogers who traveled to the prehistoric world and the Journey to the West world.

However, the world of Investiture of the Gods and the prehistoric world are still different.

Nuwa in the world of Investiture of the Gods is an ancient goddess, not a demon.

In the world of Investiture of the Gods, the only sects of Xuanmen are Chan Sect and Jie Sect; there are no human sects.

The world of Investiture of the Gods only has twelve superior immortals, not twelve golden immortals.

In the world of Investiture of the Gods, the Daoist Burning Lamp is the head disciple of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, not the vice leader of the Chan Sect.

There are many other differences.

After transmigrating, the newcomer Roger was lucky enough to unexpectedly obtain the immortal inheritance left by his predecessors.

Therefore, he decisively chose to go into seclusion to cultivate, focusing on Taoist practice. Day after day, he meditated and practiced breathing exercises. Finally, one day, he successfully condensed the five elements in his chest and the three flowers on his head, officially entering the ranks of immortals.

Just as he was preparing to continue his peaceful life at home, an unexpected visitor disrupted his tranquil existence.

He encountered Shen Gongbao.

This socialite, who traveled all over the country and was known for dragging people down with her, immediately recognized Roger's handsome appearance and recognized him as a rare talent.

So he immediately shouted, "Fellow Daoist, please wait!"

Then, Shen Gongbao warmly befriended him.

Upon hearing this, Roger instantly understood the world he lived in.

Investiture of the Gods.

He had actually transmigrated to the world of Investiture of the Gods.

Moreover, it is a pure Investiture of the Gods world that has nothing to do with the prehistoric era genre.

After realizing this, the newcomer Roger immediately continued to stay at home and not go out.

Let's prepare to survive the great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods first.

After all, during the Investiture of the Gods, Lao Tzu and Yuanshi Tianzun, in order to win, even personally beat up their juniors, completely disregarding their image.

They've completely lost all sense of shame.

He didn't want to become a pawn of any big shot, nor did he want to be turned to ashes by any cult leader with a single slap.

But to his surprise, when he opened and closed his eyes, he found himself directly in the Gray Fog Hall.

In the gray fog hall, Roger, the God of Deification, looked around in utter bewilderment.

"what's going on?"

He sensed his condition and found that the three flowers on his head were still blooming steadily and the five energies in his chest had not dissipated. Only then did he nod in relief: "At least my cultivation level hasn't dropped."

Then, Roger quickly browsed through the shared memories that had just flooded into his mind, his eyes gradually becoming deep.

"Oh, I see."

He sighed softly, "I'm not fighting alone after all!"

Roger, the founder of the Investiture of the Gods, shook his head and said, "Didn't I just become an immortal? How come we're jumping straight to the ending?"

"Boring, so incredibly boring."

"It's not challenging at all."

"If I had known this would happen, I would have just given up on cultivation and simply lay down."

Marvel Roger rolled his eyes: "You're saying this is the end?"

Luo Jie, the deity, smiled without saying a word: "Having shared the power, I will at least be a Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal when I return."

"Isn't this the end?"

Marvel's Roger quipped, "What if you're not that strong?"

"Will not."

Roger was very confident in his role as a deity.

He said casually, "The combat power in classic fantasy novels is not high. They are not the kind of super high-end mythological worlds where a single thought can crush the universe and destroy countless timelines."

"With the combined power of our various worlds, creating a Grand Luo Golden Immortal is not a problem for me."

"I believe you."

Upon hearing this, Fighting Roger couldn't help but interject, "Do you know where you are in this timeline?"

Roger, the founder of the Investiture of the Gods, paused for a moment, then gave an awkward smile: "I don't know."

"I stay home and cultivate every day, and I'm not good at divination. How would I know?"

"And to be honest, I don't really want to do divination."

"If you don't time it right, you're likely to suffer a backlash; if you do time it right, you're likely to get caught up in a calamity."

"Instead of wasting that effort, it's better to just keep hiding."

He paused for a moment, then said, "However, I estimate that the Investiture of the Gods has not yet begun; at most, it has just begun."

"You'll find out when I get back."

……

The world of Fengshen.

Roger opened his eyes and sensed his own power.

Sure enough, I'm much stronger now than before!
Even if you put all ten thousand of your past selves together, it wouldn't be enough for you to type with one hand now.

He could sense that his power had far exceeded the limits of this world, and therefore a portion of it was automatically suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth.

Roger's lips curled up slightly.

"Even heaven and earth are afraid of my strength."

"I'm probably already a Primordial Golden Immortal!"

"In this world where gods fight and mortals suffer, this level of cultivation is enough to make you walk sideways."

Now that we have the power, let's go wild!

Wouldn't it be a waste to not use this energy?
With that thought in mind, Roger decided not to stay in this desolate and impoverished place any longer.

He casually calculated the direction and headed towards the Great Shang Dynasty.

"I will make the Shang Dynasty great again!"

Before long, Roger arrived in the territory of the Great Shang Dynasty and began his sightseeing tour.

Although this place is called Da Shang, its environment and landscape are more like the Ming Dynasty of the previous life.

After all, "Investiture of the Gods" was written during the Ming Dynasty, and the street scenes, people's clothing, and architectural styles described in the book all bear strong characteristics of the Ming Dynasty.

However, Roger didn't care much.

He practiced asceticism in the mountains for countless years.

Having finally made it to this mortal world, one should naturally be happy and joyful.

So he traveled and looked around, eating, drinking, having fun, admiring flowers and listening to music.

And so, Roger walked on for an unknown amount of time.

One day, he arrived at a certain place.

After some calculation, I realized it was Enzhou.

"Enzhou?"

Roger remembered that Su Daji's soul was absorbed by a nine-tailed fox spirit in Enzhou, who then possessed her body and transformed her into a wicked concubine who wreaked havoc on the court.

Roger is a good man.

It's the kind of good Samaritan who does what's right, like helping an old lady cross the street.

He wouldn't stand idly by if he saw someone about to be turned into a costume by a monster.

Of course, he didn't forget to add in his mind: "Especially beautiful, innocent-looking women."

So Roger timed it to see if Daji had died yet.

If it's already been ruined, then forget about it.

Roger has never liked worn-out shoes.

After doing the math, he laughed.

"Oh dear, you're early."

It turned out that Su Hu was still in Jizhou at this time, and had just been brutally beaten by Chong Heihu, suffering a crushing defeat and being forced to retreat. Even his son had been captured.

In order to save his son, he decided to bow down to the court and offer up his daughter, Su Daji, in order to seek reconciliation.

We haven't even set off from Enzhou yet, let alone Jizhou!
Since we're here early, we'll just have to wait.

Anyway, his cultivation is now unparalleled, and his realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is suppressing this world. Even if Hongjun came, he would have to kneel down and kowtow.

(End of this chapter)