Seymour once said that he plagiarized Hu Huan's idea.
Hu Huan's original virtual method is indeed eighty-nine times similar to Seymour's artificial mythology, but Hu Huan's original virtual method is more sophisticated.
My husband, Fox, has already planned a promotion route.
At this moment it's just a matter of time.
"My classical fairy game world is called Shushan!"
"There are twelve golden immortals, forty-eight heavenly immortals, one hundred and sixty-five earth immortals, three thousand scattered immortals, sword immortals, and countless swordsmen in this world..."
As Hu Huan's ideas unfolded, the world of Shushan gradually took shape like an ink painting.
The image of Hu Huan also coincides with one of the golden immortals, named Old Man Taixu!
This virtual immortal sits in the center of the Shushan world, the fairy mountain called Chicheng. He has eight generations of disciples and tens of thousands of disciples sitting there. He is very powerful. There are also 18 mountain-protecting formations, covering the fairy mountain of Chicheng, layer by layer, making it as solid as gold.
Mostima was quietly promoted to Demon Lord. When he took another look at his old friend, his expression changed slightly and he asked, "You were promoted too?"
Hu Huan nodded and said, "It's just a small matter."
Mostima shook his head and said with a smile: "She is indeed Mrs. Hu, who was known as the most unfathomable back then."
Hu Huan's face changed color and he shouted: "Don't mention this name."
Mostema immediately stopped mentioning it.
This was an embarrassing incident that happened to Hu Huan back then. Not many people knew about it, and even fewer dared to mention it to her husband Hu Huan.
Even Mostima only dared to mention such a sentence lightly, and never dared to continue to provoke. My husband was always very quick when he fell out of favor.
Mostima asked: "I want to be promoted again, but I'm afraid it will take some time to figure out. When will your next promotion be?"
Hu Huan pondered slightly and said: "The sixth level of Yuan Xufa is a world reformer!"
"I need space-time rifts and space fragments, but I have all these things on hand, there is only one thing missing."
Mostima asked: "What else is missing?"
Hu Huan said lightly: "I want to be promoted."
Mostima suddenly didn't want to speak.
This husband fox, what you said is not human.
What is the feeling of wanting to be promoted?
What do you think of these old Taiping soldiers who are struggling to find their way?
Even though Mostima knew that Hu Huan was telling the truth, he really didn't mean to do it, but it was especially annoying that he was like this.
Hu Huan did not tell the truth.
My husband, Fox, will not be able to break through again in a short time.
Although the earth is becoming increasingly full of spiritual energy, it is still not enough to support world reformers.
Once promoted to a World Transformer, Hu Huan can transform any place into a world unique to him, and even temporarily change the rules.
For example, when facing someone who practices spiritual power, he can replace the world with the world of vitality and directly degrade the other person's cultivation level.
Only those who are proficient in classical law and new law can maintain their fighting power in this world.
This move is useless against many old people in the Taiping Heavenly Soldiers. After all, they are all experts in classical law, but it is useless against the new generation who only have spiritual power, as well as the gods and great gods in the other world.
Hu Huan can kill almost at will.
It's just that Hu Huan is not yet able to switch between the two systems at will, allowing him to arbitrarily transform a small part of the world and replace his vitality and spiritual power. Even his husband Fox cannot do it yet.
Mostima didn't know the difficulties Hu Huan was facing. After all, this idea was too unbelievable. It was completely unimaginable for old antiques who had their own cultivation weakened and could only change to new methods.
In fact, the biggest effect of Hu Huan's world reformer is not against the enemy, but as long as he summons any old friend, he can use this ability to give himself the combat power of a peak classical magician...
Hu Huan's idea back then was that once these old friends gathered together in the world he had transformed, they would be able to defeat any enemy.
Moreover, only he can control this world, and he is not afraid that his old friend will suddenly have other ideas.
As for the seventh level and above, although Hu Huan has an idea, it has not been perfected yet, so there is no need to mention it.
Hu Huan stayed at Mostima for a few days. In addition to drinking, chatting, going to the beach, cigars, and banquets...
Nothing was done.
But Hu Huan knew that through these inadvertent actions, Mostema had already spread the news that both he and himself had been promoted to the fifth level.
Forgiveness must have been enough to suppress the Soul Sect's plans to move in a short period of time.
Even if someone wants to do something, they must give up the plan now and wait for their own strength to make a breakthrough before taking risky actions.
Hu Huan actually didn't care what the elders of the Soul Sect wanted to do, and he knew that Mostima was using him as a sign, but he still followed Mostima's plan and went ahead with this matter.
Because Hu Huan also hopes to gain some time.
In a few years at most, Seymour will probably be promoted to the sixth level. Hu Huan knows exactly what level he is above the Destiny Instructor.
After all, he had also learned the secret techniques of the Three Saints of Taiping and knew almost all the professions in this clan.
After Seymour revealed his purpose, he no longer had any secrets from Hu Huan.
After staying with Mostima for a few days, Hu Huan left without saying goodbye. This time he did not go back to China, but to Europe, a small country.
Hu Huan changed into local clothes, repaired a little in a small city, bought a second-hand pickup truck, and drove into the nearby forest.
The forests in Europe are different from those in China. In many places, it is still barely drivable and the terrain is relatively flat.
Hu Huan drove for a day, and finally there was no road ahead. He got out of the car and walked for half a day, and then he saw a very beautiful lake.
He took out an ancient brooch and placed it gently on the lake. After a while, an unmanned boat slowly emerged from the lake, drained away the overflowing lake, and stopped quietly.
In front of my husband Fox.
Hu Huan was about to step onto the boat, but the boat moved and refused to allow him to get on.
Hu Huan smiled awkwardly and said, "Do you still hate me?"
A slightly indifferent voice came from the boat: "This is the courtesy boat of Clays Academy of Magic. Please present your special pass, invitation, or admission notice."
Hu Huan was slightly stunned, pondered for a long time, and then asked: "I want to know what is going on with Diane Cthulhu?"
Although Hu Huan has recovered his memory, he still lacks understanding of Diane Cthulhu, the Demon Queen.
He really wanted to know why Diane Cthulhu was resurrected.
According to his plan back then, it was impossible for the Demon Queen to be resurrected.
For this matter, he could only ask Melanie Laurent, who was close to Diane Cthulhu and was very likely to be alive today.