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In the empty mountains, the scholar's singing was loud and echoing: "There is a bird path in the west when Taibai is in the west, which can cross the top of Emei... The earth collapses and the mountains destroy the heroes' death, and then the ladder and stones in the sky are connected together... Ha... There are six dragons on the top to return to the sun, and the waves and twists down to return to the river... The yellow cranes can't fly over, and the apes want to overcome sorrows--climb-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

An Yi was very happy at this time. He had a banquet in Laoshan last night. Not to mention that he met two masters, he said that the few spells he had drawn while drinking were enough for him to have fun for a few days.

It’s a pity that the Taoist priest of Laoshan did not accept him, otherwise he would have planned to become a disciple of Laoshan and would not have to rush down the mountain early in the morning. However, these things really would not affect his mood for the peaceful gains.

He sang Li Bai's road to Shu in his mouth, regardless of whether it was suitable for the situation or not, and he swayed comfortably and walked hard, regardless of the ruggedness under his feet.

Suddenly, the heavenly book in the sea of ​​consciousness jumped, An Yi stopped quickly and waved his hand to take it out.

I opened it habitually and saw the words "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" on the first page, and the purple light shone brightly. An Yi's heart was inexplicably moved. He stretched out his fingers to touch it. The magic power surged. The words "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" seemed to be touched, and suddenly it shone brightly, covering An Yi's body.

In a moment, the purple light disappeared, and there was no trace of the figure in the mountains.

...

"Uh... I feel dizzy!"

Accompanied by a strong purple light, An Yi felt dizzy and opened her eyes again, blinked her eyelids twice, and was stunned for a moment under the blazing white light emitted by the energy-saving lamp tube before she shuddered all over and checked around her.

The living room, TV, sofa, etc. of dozens of square meters are arranged at will, the food packaging scattered all over the floor, the shiny floor tiles, and the familiar scenes all show where he is.

"This is...home? The home of the earth? Am I back to Earth?"

An Yi's eyes were dumbfounded, and suddenly he felt aroused in his heart. He took out the heavenly book again and opened it. He saw that the word "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" on the first page dissipated, and only a faint outline remained.

A wave of enlightenment surged into my mind: This time travel really requires energy.

Suddenly, An Yi thought of something, looked down and saw that he was still wearing a scholar's robe, Chun Yang Jian was slapped across his waist, and couldn't help laughing.

"What a laugh, you're crazy! You can't let people sleep!"

An angry roar came from above, and An Yi laughed "rattle" abruptly.

"Grandma, believe it or not, I will go up and chop you up." An Yi suddenly frowned when he muttered a few words.

I didn't feel anything at first, but at this moment I calmed down and finally noticed the air on the earth...

“It’s really disgusting!”

If the air in ancient times was a clear spring, the air in modern times was sewage!

In addition, the current situation is different from the past, and the five senses of the body with Qi cultivation are so sharp that it is not easy to distinguish. The already dirty air is sucked by his nose, and it is even more destructive and unbearable!

"This is the good environment in Bacheng City. If I go to Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen, wouldn't I fainted directly?" An Yi shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

"Forget it, let's try whether the "knowledge" that just came from the Book of Heaven is real. What kind of storage space is indeed a good thing!"

It turned out that when he had just become enlightened, something was passed into his mind from the Book of Heaven.

There are methods of traveling through time and some rules, but the most attractive and comfortable thing is the storage space brought in the Heavenly Book.

According to the method in my mind, An Yi mobilized the magic power in her body, and pointed it on the spine of Tianshu through her index finger. A ray of light flashed, An Yi felt that there was an extra space in her mind, about 11 or 2 meters in radius.

He picked up the long sword from his waist nearby, An Yi's heart moved, and saw that his hands were as empty as wild. The Pure Yang Sword was lying peacefully in the space at this time.

Resisting the urge to laugh, An Yi tried back and forth with the things in the house several times, and finally showed a satisfied smile.

"I didn't expect that this heavenly book would bring you a free one. It can travel through the world and also have its own storage function. Not only that, the space inside can also grow as my cultivation grows. I just don't know if it has other functions, which I don't know yet."

This question has not been answered yet, so An Yi first put away the "Book of Heaven" and took over the current affairs.

First of all, confirm the time: He noticed just now that the window was white, but when he entered the world of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, it was around 11 o'clock in the evening, and time simply couldn't match!

Turn on the computer and check the time on the Internet. Sure enough, he left on the night of September 3rd, 2008, but now it is 5 a.m. on the sixth of September 2008! There are fifty or sixty hours apart, and two or three days have passed!

"Fortunately, the time flow rate of the two worlds is not equal. Otherwise, it would have disappeared here for half a year in Liaozhai. Someone should have called the police long ago!"

Fortunately, a new question arises: What is the reason for the asymmetry of time? If you enter the Stories from a Chinese Studio again, will the time flow rate ratio be maintained on both sides, or will there be any changes?

Just as he was thinking, An Yi suddenly noticed the icon on the computer screen and was stunned for a moment.

"Thousands... Thousands of Degrees?!" The voice was sharp and distorted, clearly reflecting how uneasy An Yi felt at this moment!

"What's going on? Shouldn't it be from Baidu? What's the thing Qiandu is!"

A bad premonition suddenly arose in Anyi's heart, and he searched on the Internet again. When the sun was hanging high in the sky, Anyi finally had to admit one thing, that is, it was time traveling again!

No, it should not be said to be time travel, but to be reborn at the beginning, it was wrong to be reborn!

This is a parallel world similar to the earth. Unlike the earth, the Qing Dynasty perished a little earlier in this world and the little Japanese came a little later, so it caused China in this world. No, China should be extremely powerful. When the little Japanese came to attack, he was hit like a turtle with a blow, and shook his tail and called himself a grandson.

Therefore, the memory of this world and the past life also undergoes powerful changes. For example, in terms of culture, many literary, film and television works have not appeared, but have been replaced by others.

What is strange is that the authors of the replaced works are actually those familiar people, such as Jin Yong. He did not use the pseudonym of Jin Yong in this world, but the master of martial arts still fell on him, Cha Liangyong. There are still fifteen masterpieces.

This made An Yi think of fate. Because this world is parallel to the previous life, even if there is a change, does a person's fate have not changed? Or because of the slight differences in culture, a person's thoughts have changed, but his own qualifications remain unchanged, so who should become famous or become famous?

This is still an unsolvable problem. An Yi thought for a moment and gave up thinking and turned to thinking about what is happening now.

According to the news from the Book of Heaven, the background of each world is different, so the rules have also changed, which causes some things to apply to this world but not to apply to another world.

Just like the sword technique taught by Lu Dongbin, the following note: The obtained from the world of Stories from a Chinese Studio does not involve laws, but is a method of self-cultivation and protection, and can be used in any world.

It is because the same law as the specific world is not closely related to it, so it can be used in any world.

An Yi couldn't help but sigh: "I originally thought that Lu Dongbin and the old Taoist Ye were stingy and only passed on the same thing, but I didn't expect that the most useless ones were given by the Taoist priest of Laoshan."

It turned out that An Yi took advantage of his drinking to draw a few spells from Ye Laodao and Laoshan Taoist Priests last night. Ye Laodao taught the method of cultivating the ground into an inch. Note that it requires one's own practice. The size of the shrinking ground deepens with the deepening of cultivation!

The Taoist priests in Laoshan were taught that the wall-walking technique, invisibility technique, and stone-to-firing technique were used without practice. They rely on the formula and seal, and as long as they recite the mantra and pinch the formula, they could be used by individuals.

The reason is that he does not consume his magic power, but relies on using words and seals to communicate with the world, and uses the power of heaven and earth to display it.

The differences in the laws of the two worlds result in the magic tricks that can communicate the world between the two worlds. Is it useless in this world?

Even the Pure Yang Sword has to be more powerful than the world of Liaozhai, but its material remains unchanged and is very firm.

This is an unchangeable factor, so Anyi quickly let go of it, so she should think about what will happen in the future.

First of all, An Yi’s first thought was: Should you leave? Or, where should you go after leaving.

"The air in the city is too bad. Although there is no smog now, it is still stinky. I just hope that the air in the mountain village can be better."

Not only for this reason, the most important thing is that it is difficult to find a place in the city where no one pays attention to practicing swords. In addition, there is nothing to be left to be nostalgic about in this place. Both parents died, no relatives, only one friend, but...

Thinking of Zheng Hongwen, An Yi sighed indecisively. After he betrayed himself in his previous life, even if that incident had not happened in this life, it would be difficult for him to regard him as a friend again.

Shaking his head and throwing this matter away from his mind, An Yi returned to the computer again, and searched for which place in China is the best environment.

Some people talk about Tibet, some people talk about Yunnan, some people talk about Zhuhai, some people talk about Hangzhou, and some people talk about Sichuan. An Yi was really unsure of his mind for a while.
Chapter completed!