Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

"This, this is here?" Mu Zixin looked at the city wall in the distance, and her tone became incoherent.

It's 5,000 miles, and it will take her days to travel at full speed, so how long will it take?

How many words in time?

What is the speed?

She was silent in her heart, already numb.

Probably this is a myth.

Thinking so, she felt that she would not be shocked to see anything again.

"The means of traveling to the North Sea at dusk are not unusual, and many Taoist friends in mythology will do it, and the speed of the poor road driving the clouds can only be regarded as medium, which is not commendable. Mo Yu said with a smile.

Mu Zixin looked at him slightly slanted and did not answer.

After a while, she said: "That's right, this is Heyang City, and it is also the place where the plague is most concentrated, and most of our people in Xuanji Sect are in the city, including my master." "

After she finished speaking, she said, "Are we going to fly directly into the city?"

Mo Yu looked at the city in front of him, there was a faint light in his eyes, in his eyes, the sky above this city was shrouded in an extremely thick red mist, almost turning into substance.

It's just that although he can open the magic eye, the truth he sees is not as real as Yang Jian's heavenly eye, and more subtleties cannot be observed.

This is a difference in supernatural powers, and has nothing to do with strength.

Moreover, Heyang City is huge, at least the most extensive city Mo Yu has seen so far, and it has even caught up with the metropolis before he crossed over.

This is unimaginable in a society like ancient times, and only such a fantasy world is possible.

He thought for a moment and said, "We enter through the main entrance, and we don't want to grow." "

He believed that the Plague Monarch was in this city, and even if he was not there, it would definitely not be far from here, and the news of Yang Jian's arrival would definitely be known to the Plague Monarch.

If his current identity is Yang Jian, he will definitely choose to swagger into the city, because the moment he appears, he will be discovered by the Plague King's subordinates.

He guessed that the Plague King, the Ancient Rat Demon, could manipulate all the rats to become his eyeliner, and it was very likely that it was not limited to rats, and it was impossible to hide it at all.

But his current identity is Lu Dongbin, the Sword Ancestor, and the Plague Monarch has not seen his new identity, which gives him time to investigate.

And the clouds fell outside the city, and the three of them went together into the city.

Mu Zixin took the opportunity to introduce: "Heyang City is the territory of the Three Rivers Sect, and it is managed by the agents they support on weekdays.

However, correspondingly, the Three Rivers faction will also provide protection for the city, and it is safe and sound on weekdays.

It's just that this plague broke out too suddenly, and it was a completely unseen epidemic, even cultivators could be infected, and hundreds of people from our Xuanji Sect had contracted the disease and were also receiving treatment in the city.

At first, the Three Rivers faction sent people to check on the situation, but later the disciples they sent also contracted the disease, and the symptoms were terrible, and the next day their internal organs turned into blood and died.

Immediately after that, they closed the mountain gates, and did not care about the affairs of the city. Now the city is managed by the lord they support, and the city has been sealed down, and no one inside is allowed to come out, let alone outsiders. "

Mo Yu nodded, signaling understanding.

Mu Zixin's explanation probably made him understand the structure of this world city, a typical special form of the fantasy world.

The cultivators are high above the world, controlling most of their resources, and supporting agents to become city lords in various cities to facilitate their actions.

He thought about it, and felt that although this form was weird, it was the most suitable for this world, and he didn't want to change anything.

Because there was a distance where the white clouds fell, they still had to walk a long way, and Mu Zixin and the Xuanji Sect disciple were not fast, and it would take about two quarters of an hour to reach the city gate.

Mo Yu was not in a hurry, and when he was walking, he suddenly thought of something and asked in his heart.

"System, what does this Heavenly Fifth Rank First Rank mean?"

He wanted to ask this question when he had just transformed, but it was delayed because of the problem of transforming into a character and the opening of the exchange list.

Later, he treated the sick in the village, and forgot about it for the time being.

The sound of the system sounded.

"Master, the fifth level of the heavens belongs to the threshold of the strong in the heavens and ten thousand realms, so the span is large, and it is roughly divided.

After all, they are all bursting stars, shattering the moon is bursting stars, shattering the earth is bursting stars, and shattering the sun is also bursting stars, but the meaning represented is completely different.

Here in the system, the fifth level of the heavens is simply divided into three stages, and the master's current transformation is at the first level. "

Mo Yu knew it in his heart and accepted this explanation.

There are many stars in the sky, and the gap between planets and stars is even more unimaginable, and it is indeed impossible to generalize.

And the fifth level of the heavens corresponds to the supreme realm of this world, if the supreme realm is also ninefold like other realms, then the first level corresponds to the first three realms of the supreme realm.

"Based on these judgments, the most enemy I can deal with at the moment is the Supreme Realm Triple Heaven. He assumed in his mind.

Mo Yu is roughly clear about his position in his heart, this is his habit, first know his strength, in order to advance and retreat freely.

Thinking about defeat before thinking about victory, this is the way to settle down.

As he thought so, the three of them approached the city gate, and at this moment a glimmer of light was shining on the city wall, enveloping the whole city like an enchantment, and the gate was closed, and there was no figure outside the city.

As soon as the three of them approached, there was a person similar to a city protector on the city tower with a spear and said loudly: "Where did you come from, go quickly, there is a plague in Heyang City, and the city has been sealed." "

Mu Zixin replied loudly: "We are disciples of Xuanji Sect, and we are here for the epidemic, so we are tired of opening the door. "

Xuanjimen's?

The sergeant was stunned for a moment, looked back at his colleagues, and after a brief eye contact, he said, "Since it is the doctor of Xuanji Gate, please wait a while, we will ask the people from your division in the lower city." "

Mo Yu raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and secretly said that the people here were quite cautious, and they did not let them go at will because of the other party's self-proclaim.

But this is true, they are all living people, so they are naturally cautious at this time.

After waiting for a while, in less than ten minutes, the city gate in front of him opened a one-zhang wide portal, and there was a middle-aged man behind the door, wearing clothes similar to Mu Zixin.

"Master. Seeing this person, Mu Zixin's eyes lit up, and she immediately greeted him.

Mo Yu and another disciple also followed into the city.

The sergeant in charge of opening the door immediately showed an embarrassed smile and said, "I'm sorry, the situation is special now, and we don't dare to open the door easily without confirmation." "

The Xuanji Sect disciple said humbly: "Don't hinder it, because it should be." "

The person who was called Master by Mu Zixin was stunned when he saw the three of them, and he asked with some surprise: "Zixin, didn't you let you and the two junior disciples go outside the city for treatment, why did you come back so quickly, what about your junior brother, and this one?"

He set his eyes on Mo Yu.

Without waiting for Mu Zixin's introduction, Mo Yu chuckled and said, "Poor Dao Lu Dongbin, the Dao number is pure Yang Zhenren, from mythology, I don't know what to call you?"

"Mythology?" Mu Zixin's master was slightly stunned, and then as if he remembered something, his eyes changed sharply.