Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"Then please three of you, please lead me the way."

Zhang Yifeng said lightly, and at the same time his body shape changed, gradually shrinking to the same size as the three dwarves.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng become the same height as themselves, the three dwarves looked shocked.

"God, God has come down to earth!"

The three dwarves suddenly knelt down and worshiped Zhang Yifeng. Three golden threads also poured out of the three dwarves' bodies and connected into Zhang Yifeng's body.

Zhang Yifeng blinked when he saw this, rubbed his forehead, and transferred the golden thread connecting the three dwarves to Jin.

"What are you doing? I just used a transformation technique."

"Lord God, you are indeed a Lord God. Only gods can cast such magic!"

Seeing the enthusiastic faces of the three dwarves, Zhang Yifeng was speechless for a long time, and finally decided to act as a magic stick for the time being.

After all, with a normal person's thinking, Zhang Yifeng estimated that it would be difficult for him to communicate with them.

"Well, I am indeed the god you call me. But this time I have only possessed this person. You must not spread this matter out, otherwise God will punish you!"

"We understand, we understand! What Lord God said is what we yearn for, and we will abide by it to the death!"

The three dwarves said enthusiastically, then stood up and looked at Zhang Yifeng respectfully.

"Well, then you can lead the way for me. I also want to see the city created by my people."

"As you command, Lord God!"

The three dwarves happily led Zhang Yifeng towards the dwarf city, with Zhang Yifeng following closely behind them.

Seeing that the three dwarves were so cold that their faces were red, Zhang Yifeng lit up three auras and formed a shield in front of the three of them, resisting the erosion of the wind and snow.

No longer disturbed by the wind and snow, the three of them suddenly felt that this was a miracle performed by Zhang Yifeng, and their faith in Zhang Yifeng became more pious.

Soon, under the guidance of the three dwarves, Zhang Yifeng came to the dwarf city.

After being introduced by the dwarf on the way, Zhang Yifeng had a clear understanding of the aborigines in this secret realm.

The dwarf world here is different from the fairy world. The method of cultivation is not to absorb spiritual energy for cultivation, but to master a strange system called fighting spirit.

This is exactly the same as what Zhang Yifeng has seen on earth.

However, although the destructive power of this fighting spirit is strong, it cannot increase the life span of the cultivator, and it is impossible to use magical powers relying on fighting spirit.

The country of dwarves is divided into nobles and commoners. Nobles have the power of life and death among dwarves. They can decide the life or death of a common dwarf with just one sentence.

Listening to the dwarf's introduction, Zhang Yifeng couldn't help but shook his head. It was such a deformed society.

This dwarf city is called Ice City, and the dwarf king and nobles live in the ice city.

There was a group of fully armed dwarf soldiers guarding in front of the ice city. When they noticed the arrival of Zhang Yifeng and the other four, the red-nosed dwarf in charge blocked the way with a spear.

"Who are you and what do you want to do in the city?"

"Your Majesty, we are servants of Baron Wallen in the city. We went out early this morning to collect some dew for Baron Wallen. Please forgive me."

"Oh? A servant of Baron Wallen."

When the red-nosed guard heard that he was the baron's servant, he thought about it and retreated to his original position.

"Hurry into the city, don't keep Baron Wallen waiting too long!"

"Yes, yes, thank you for your accommodation."

The older dwarf quickly bowed to the red-nosed guard and led Zhang Yifeng and his two younger brothers through the city gate.

The name of this nobleman is very useful in this city, but with just one word, the guard blocking the road was able to let go.

"Sir, are you going to participate in that trial conference? As long as you are willing to reveal your identity, sir, the trial conference will definitely deliver the treasure directly to you."

The older dwarf said in a respectful tone, but Zhang Yifeng felt helpless in his heart when he heard this.

He is not a real god. If he tells it directly, the other party may have some means of confirming his identity.

Once Zhang Yifeng's true identity is revealed, he may have to directly drive Zhang Yifeng away.

"No need, I am here just to sympathize with people's sentiments. Revealing my identity rashly will only increase the difficulty of this trip.

Zhang Yifeng casually found an excuse to reject the dwarf's proposal. Unexpectedly, the dwarf showed admiration in his eyes when he heard Zhang Yifeng's words.

"As expected of your lord, you endured the sufferings of the mortal world just to understand our situation."

"Hehe, hehe."

Zhang Yifeng smiled awkwardly and didn't care what the dwarf thought.

"By the way, my lord, since you are possessed by a mortal, you probably need to eat, so let me help you solve your problems!"

The dwarf volunteered to take Zhang Yifeng to a tavern in the Ice City. He endured the pain in his heart and asked the tavern owner for a fish steak and a glass of expensive rum.

Looking at the fish steaks and rum placed in front of him, and then at the three dwarves standing next to him, eating bread and drinking wine, Zhang Yifeng felt inexplicably sorry for them.

"Aren't you dissatisfied, my lord? If it doesn't work, I'll go to the Baron's house to get you something!"

The older dwarf gritted his teeth and prepared to set off to get Zhang Yifeng something better.

However, Zhang Yifeng heard about the gap between nobles and commoners in the city, and shook his head to indicate that the dwarf did not have to be like this.

After tasting the fish steak, Zhang Yifeng couldn't comment on it. He just took one bite and left it alone.

Turning to pick up the rum, Zhang Yifeng took a sip, and then a gleam appeared in his eyes.

The rum was good, but a little too strong. Zhang Yifeng felt his throat burn after drinking it.

It's no wonder that the dwarves made the wine so strong. After all, this is an extremely cold place, so strong wine is naturally needed to warm the stomach.

After drinking all the rum in the cup, Zhang Yifeng took advantage of the fact that no one in the tavern was paying attention, raised his hand and used his spiritual energy to copy three fish steaks that were exactly the same as those on his table.

Seeing Zhang Yifeng displaying such a miracle, the three dwarves showed horror in their eyes.

The youngest dwarf among the three was about to scream in surprise, but the next second his mouth was covered by the two brothers beside him, without attracting the attention of the other dwarves in the tavern.

"Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir."

The older dwarf naturally understood what Zhang Yifeng meant, so he went up to pick up a plate of fish fillet and ate it happily.

Zhang Yifeng looked at them with a smile. At this moment, a shout and a mournful cry came from outside the tavern.

Before Zhang Yifeng could figure out what was happening, he saw a bearded dwarf walking into the tavern and sitting in front of the bar.