Zongman: The post-2D era

"Doesn't the advancement ritual require finding an extraordinary item on your own?"

Feng Feng looked at Happy in confusion. Happy smiled cunningly and said, "It's true that the world of Food Wars! But this is the Sea of ​​​​Bankai. Sequence 8 is not that important. It doesn't matter if you change it a little."

"By the way, the one who traveled with the God of Cookery system went to the Asian continent. It seems that he wants to advance to Kule 8. You guys should not be outdone by him."

Feng Feng recalled the time traveler who wanted his bronze bell and shook his head, saying: Fortunately, I am an attribute person.

"That's right. Otherwise, you will end up like that Wang or some other time traveler. There is a limit to what you can find in that world. I know this best."

Feng Feng looked at the myriad things outside the train. They were worlds, fragments, and the cruel nature of the sea of ​​all worlds.

He listened to the conversation between the fat and thin brothers and Happy. He reached out and touched the cat on his head and said, "You have a high background in the Creation Sect! Why don't you let them help you prepare?"

The little black cat slapped Feng Feng's hand away and meowed, saying, "There are countless creations in this sea of ​​​​worlds, but the best one is the train. I have billions of world sources, but I can't get a single attribute coin.

The attribute currency can be condensed with only one million world sources. But it is still the best thing in Wannianhai. "

"Because the attribute skills can't be blocked by anyone except the train. And because the legendary condensed attribute coins will be an obstacle in future upgrades. So your skills of identification and affinity are much more valuable than you think."

"On the other hand, the paths that our predecessors have taken cannot be transcended, so the later generations will naturally have to take a different path. Otherwise, it would be meaningless to have dozens or hundreds of powerful people in the Ten Thousand Worlds Sea!

"I see! Transcendence is so good!"

"Of course," the little black cat patted Feng Feng's head a few times and said, "Who in the sea of ​​​​ten thousand worlds doesn't want to have a foothold in this chaos. A place that will not be changed."

"Even if you are as powerful as you, the Immortal Swordsman, you have still been changed. Your cultivation and super-level attribute skills have all been lost."

“No one wants to fall from a high and mighty being to the level of an ant in the mortal world after a night’s sleep.”

"The seventh level can guarantee this. But even if the seventh level fights, they will fall. That's why transcendence is so desirable."

Feng Feng nodded. He naturally didn't care about his future as a virtual and real swordsman. The Chengying in his hand was indeed his sword.

The train arrived at a very ordinary platform, but there stood a man in a windbreaker.

When the car door opened, he took two steps back. The moment Feng Feng happily greeted Yukinoshita Yukino as he walked out of the station, the man said two words: Feng Feng.

Feng Feng's body faltered, and his vision began to shift. He fell on Yukinoshita Yukino.

After Yukinoshita Yukino supported Feng Feng, she looked at the man in the windbreaker with a vigilant look.

Happy took a step forward, the sound of his footsteps echoing across the platform, and a person stood tall in the sky, with an immortal look and murderous eyes.

"Madman, do you want to die? You hurt my two little ancestors. I will make sure you die a miserable death and never be reborn."

"Creation Immortal Sect, fifth level. You are not qualified yet, go and ask your Sect Leader to come."

Happy looked at the madman solemnly and said, "Attack the first candidate for the Lord of Mythology. I'm afraid you don't know how to write the word death."

Chapter 108 The Time Traveler and Another Spring World

The man in the windbreaker opened his hands and said, "Sorry, sorry, I just go by the name of Feng Feng. What can I do if he can't bear it? It's really rare that there are still people who use their real names to venture into the sea of ​​​​worlds these days. Aren't you afraid of being cursed to death?

Oh, right, the Lord of Mythology must be famous in the Myriad Worlds! What should I do? "

Feng Feng stood up amidst the happy and fat figure. He patted Yukinoshita Yukino's hand to indicate that he was fine.

In his eyes, the man in the windbreaker had a sword mark on his face. It was the sword mark that Kuaile had shown him. It was a sword mark from a super-level attribute skill.

"Let me introduce you, Madman. The time traveler that Jiutou Long Yaichi wants me to kill is me. If I don't resist, I will definitely be killed in the future. And there will be no possibility of resurrection. But I am still not afraid of him. What I am afraid of is you, the Virtual and Real Sword Immortal!"

"You should have seen the sword mark on my face, right? This sword mark is my biggest flaw and weakness. So I am waiting for you here.

I'll bet my life on you!"

The man in the windbreaker let the wind mess up his long hair, his eyes were clear and fierce.

Just as Feng Feng was about to step forward, the old man in the sky stood in front of Feng Feng.

"Crazy, you are probably a real lunatic. You want to gamble your life with him. You will die without a burial place in a minute."

The man in the windbreaker looked into the void and said, "I know the rules. What I want to bet is my life. If I win this time, I will only accept the Chengying Sword in his hand. The sword that can cut me down."

"This place originally developed from the concept of gambling on stones, so it makes sense to gamble against each other!"

Feng Feng remained silent. The man in the windbreaker smiled and said, "This is my stake."

He took out a ball of light and explained to Feng Feng, "My collection, the derivative world of My Youth Story Is Wrong, As I Expected. I see Yukinoshita Yukino following behind you, are you interested in this?"

"I haven't played this world yet. But Yukinoshita Yukino has played several.

Without the outer garment of the baby's horns, it can only be considered ordinary."

Oh, right. In the world I played, Yukino Yukinoshita and Hikigaya Hachiman died for love in the destruction of the world. Very touching, isn't it? "

Feng Feng glanced at Yukinoshita Yukino, who was trying to keep calm beside him. She clenched her fists, tears were about to flow out of her eyes, and her lips were bleeding from biting.

The man in the windbreaker laughed and said, "What do you care about? We are the same group. The attributers and the time travelers are the same group. The plot character, the heroine? She is just a character in an animation before the time travel. A paper man."

What's wrong with doing whatever you want after traveling through time? Haven't you ever thought about it? Countless derivative worlds, countless identical characters. This is a doll, a figurine, a ridiculous damaged product. It's something that can be thrown away after use."

"And we, the time travelers, the attributers, the reborn ones, are our fellow countrymen. We are our own people, right?"

"Give me the Chengying Sword, and I'll give you whatever you want, these so-called heroines. I'll give you as much as you want."

A cold hand grabbed Feng Feng's arm. Feng Feng looked at Yukinoshita Yukino beside him. He glanced at the light ball in the madman's hand and said, "How do you want to bet? And before I was resurrected, I was a otaku and I liked paper figures the most."

The madman put away his smile and said, "It's a gambling game in the treasure world. It's a competition to see who can get something more valuable. A derivative world itself has about two million world sources. If the three things you get are less than two million world sources, then I win. If it's more than two million, how about this world for you?"

"You won't compete with me?"

"I don't have any skills in this area, so I can't compare."

"If you lose, you're not sending me a derivative world."

"If I lose, I'll give it to you. Maybe you'll let me live a few more days because of me, the treasure-delivering boy."

"Xu Shi, I don't think I did anything wrong. There will always be wars in the Ten Thousand Worlds Sea. It's just that I lost this time."

"But, it's not the end yet, who can decide my future?"

With his long hair and windbreaker flying, the madman raised his hands and shouted loudly. He was arrogant but also had a sense of coolness and teacher-like demeanor.

Feng Feng held Yukinoshita Yukino's hand tightly and said to the old man, "Please lead the way!"

The master glanced at the little black cat on Feng Feng's head, nodded and said, "My Creation Immortal Sect is based on green life energy. There are always living things in the energy! Today, I know that the two little ancestors need to practice. The sect has taken out the best life energy."

Things harvested from the Ten Thousand Worlds Sea come in all shapes and sizes, but the most sought after are the various scents and items of pure colors. Because the Ten Thousand Worlds Sea is inherently chaotic. Anything that remains pure in it must be extraordinary.”

"I'll take you there right away. But what about the bet with the madman?"

"It doesn't matter," Feng Feng said, looking at the madman and said seriously, "I accept it. Since you want to give me the source of the world, I will accept it."

"Very good." Tuotu walked over with a big laugh and stood at another position beside Fengfeng without any hesitation.

Feng Feng frowned but said nothing.

At the entrance of the train station, the old man and Kuaile walked away one after the other. Feng Feng followed them, holding Yukinoshita Yukino's hand. The little black cat on his head yawned in boredom.

The fat and thin brothers, who had been silent since the madman appeared, stood behind the crowd with serious faces.

As soon as they appeared, the whole street fell silent. The people in front of the old man stepped aside to make way.

"Level 5, Level 5, three Level 5s. Don't these powerful people usually fly? Why are they sneaking around together?"

"Shut up, do you want to die? He is the elder of the Creation Immortal Sect. Do you want to quit?"

Feng Feng looked at the people around him, and the lunatic beside him laughed; "The strong prey on the weak, and it is the law of nature. It should be like this."

Feng Feng glanced at the madman and walked forward. But the madman continued, "The key to this round between me and Kuzuryuu Yaichi lies in you. If you decide not to kill me, then this round will be over immediately."

"And I will accompany you to the treasure world. After this, you will never want to kill me again. It's hard to survive in the sea of ​​​​ten thousand worlds! You don't know anything now, no! You know it but you turn a blind eye and pretend that you don't know!"

Feng Feng paused and continued forward. They crossed the long street and the huge marble square. They entered a place similar to the Forbidden City. The old man led Feng Feng and his party into a hall.

Dozens of pure green lights were neatly arranged in the hall. On the other side, rows of cabinets seemed to have no end.

"This is the most superior green life force in our sect. Please help the two young ancestors choose treasures, Mr. Xu Shi. Although we cannot interfere with the cultivation of the young ancestors, we also do not want the young ancestors to build the foundation of the sequence with mundane things."

The madman laughed and said, "This is a good treasure with no limit on the price. Although each one is 100 million world sources, there are people who will buy it even if it is sold for 500 million world sources."

Happy clapped his fat hands and politely declined. But the little black cat on top of his head tapped Feng Feng's neck with its tail and said, "Hurry up and choose. I want to see what my extraordinary thing is."

Chapter 109 Recovering What Was Lost

The fat and thin brothers retreated calmly. The fat man let out a long sigh and said, "I'm afraid it's not the treasure house of the Creation Immortal Sect! There are many treasures in it that cannot be found in the Treasure Realm."

"Shut up, let's go out and take a look first, and come back later. It's not easy to enter this place without a guide. And the lunatic is also inside, so it's better for us to leave first."

"By the way, where is Tongtong? How come he disappeared while we were walking?"

"That's the Council Chamber's method. It's not convenient for Tongtong to enter this place."

Feng Feng's attention was all on the madman. His heart told him that if the madman attacked, everyone would die."

He used the Jianyuan technique and whispered: It is fate that connects us. Threads appeared in the void and spread out of the hall. Anyone who tried to check or stop it would be stunned by a cold snort. For a moment, everyone in the treasure world knew that the thread of fate could not be stopped.

Feng had never used Jianyuan on such a large scale as today. The countless powers on the countless objects were mixed together, and it seemed that they could not be connected at all.

Finally, a thread of fate connected to a ray of light. The old man smiled like a child who got candy.

Feng Feng opened his eyes, looked at the connection line in his hand and said, "Sorry, the green light and I are destined. And there is nothing in this room that is destined to be with animals or plants."

The old man's smile faded. He just waved his hand. The green light connected to the edge flew into Feng Feng's hand.

I will give you one million world sources, and we will settle the bill later."

The little black cat looked at the green light in Feng Feng's hand with a little frustration. The old man immediately comforted him, "Little ancestor, don't be sad. There is something wrong with this batch of green light. It must be like this. How about I ask someone to change a batch later? Try again later, try again later."

The little black cat shook his head. "No need. He just can't find it."

The old man squinted at Feng Feng and said, "The young ancestor trusts him very much!"

The little black cat landed in front of Feng Feng in a roll of air and said seriously, "I want a green light. From birth to adulthood, I seem to have no chance of life. But I am from the Creation Immortal Sect, and I want a green light."

The examiner's eyes became darker and sharper as he looked at Feng Feng.

Feng Feng nodded and said, "You have helped me a lot. This time, let me help you."

He turned and asked, "If I find it somewhere else, can you get what I mean?"

The old man grinned: "Of course, our Creation Sect still has some face. Please do as you please."

Happy looked around since he entered, while the madman stood aside with confidence. But when he heard Feng Feng's words, Happy was startled and hurriedly stopped him: