Tao Ran quickly put away his thoughts and once again focused on the handsome face in the mirror.
Mixed-race children in this world are usually very beautiful, and Li Mochen's parents are both rare handsome men and beautiful women. Therefore, the face of the original owner of the body is naturally fresh, handsome, and suave, and is much stronger than Tao Ran's original physical body.
The only drawback is that this guy's face is slightly pale, and he seems to be suffering from nutritional deficiencies.
At this time, Tao Ran's eyes were blank. He dipped his hand in water and wrote the three words "Li Mochen" in the mirror, and then there was silence.
He thought that no matter what happened before or in the original realm, he could only be called Li Mochen in this world. In the future, the name Tao Ran could only be hidden in his memory.
This is not only to better integrate Li Mochen's remaining soul and merge with this body as quickly as possible, but also to gain a foothold in this world.
When Tao Ran entered this body, he could sense the 'repulsion' and 'squeezing' of this world towards him. It was precisely for this reason that he chose fusion in the first place instead of the simpler 'devour' and 'squeeze'.
Melting'.
But this method can only relieve a temporary emergency. Until he and Li Mochen's remaining souls are truly integrated and indistinguishable from each other, he is still an outsider in this world.
And the many monks in this world also deserve to be vigilant.
According to the memory of the original owner of the body, the Mahayana realm that Tao Ran reached in the realm of the original sky is only equivalent to the "legend" in the West in this world, and the "practical practice" in the Eastern cultivation world.
It is unimaginable that there are so many powerful people above him in this world!
His title in the Realm of the Original Firmament is the ‘Shenxiao Wuji Zixu Immortal King’, but this is only a canonization from the Langya Celestial Dynasty and is not worthy of the name. However, in this world, the King of Immortals and the Lord of the Gods really exist.
Tao Ran guessed that an outsider like himself would not be welcomed by the monks in this world, so he had to be restrained in order to avoid being noticed by others.
If you want to avoid exposing your flaws, you have to start with small things, and you must not be negligent in terms of 'self-awareness'.
Thinking about it this way, he is really suffering from internal and external troubles and is having a difficult time.
"——Li Mochen, Andre Lee Wildenstein? Well, I wish you a new life."
After Li Mochen sighed in an American tone, he began to brush his teeth and wash his hands. After losing his physical body in the Mahayana realm, he no longer had that quiet glass body, and his face became a little oily after not washing for a day.
After he had washed himself clean, Li Mochen walked out and looked at his residence carefully.
The room was small, dark, cold and damp. The walls were all mottled and peeling due to disrepair, and the room was filled with a musty smell.
Just from this residence, it can be seen that the former owner of his body must be living an extremely difficult life.
This is consistent with what Li Mochen remembers. Two months after the accident, the original owner could no longer afford the property his parents bought with a loan. However, in accordance with the current laws of the American Federation, when the bank repossessed the property, it would return
He rented the house as a place to stay for one year.
However, Li Mochen's character should be very diligent. All corners of the room were spotless, and the bedding and quilts on the bed were also clean, with no peculiar smell.
It's just that the refrigerator is empty, not even a crumb. The original owner had consumed all the food reserves before he borrowed his body to be reborn.
Li Mochen touched his growling belly, his face showing helplessness again.
How long has it been since he has experienced this feeling of hunger since he reached the realm of fasting and could eat wind and dew for a long time without drinking or eating?
But there is no way, his body is only a third-level magic swordsman, which is far from the realm of bigu. What's more, America's practice system does not have any theory of bigu, even if it is not the same as that of Yuan Qiong.
There are no Eastern civilizations that are somewhat similar to the world.
People here are very good at eating. They believe that the more a person eats, the better he eats, the faster his strength will grow, and his body will be stronger.
This is probably due to the different environments. The resources of the original firmament are lacking and the Yuanling is weak. Therefore, practitioners pay attention to "harmony with heaven and earth, and harmony with the sun and moon." Not only should they practice as little as possible,
In addition to using the souls of heaven and earth, we must also protect the treasures of heaven, materials and earth, as well as rare and exotic animals, and we must not over-harvest or kill them.
According to what they say here, it is necessary to integrate into nature and protect nature. When practicing, you must pay attention to environmental protection and avoid waste.
But in the world of the original owner, both matter and spirit were so rich that it was unbelievable.
——At least in his opinion, all the cultivation systems in the memory of the original owner would most likely be regarded as demonic if placed in the realm of the original firmament.
Li Mochen has no intention of being entangled in this aspect, nor does he feel that he has any position to despise or criticize the practitioners of this world.
Depending on the environment you live in, your perspective on things will naturally be different. What’s more, people in this world are actually aware of this problem.
In short, he is ready to follow the local customs. The various rare treasures and magical elixirs in this world can help him regain his strength as soon as possible.
It's just that the most urgent thing is to fill your stomach first.
So Li Mochen searched his memory again and moved the corner of a desk in the corner, revealing a hidden shallow pit underneath. There was a pile of banknotes in various amounts.
Li Mochen counted and found that there were five hundred and sixty gold shields in total, which was the entire property of the original owner. According to the current prices in America, this could probably allow him to live for a month, which was really poor enough——
At this moment, he heard a knock on the door of this house, and William's male voice came from outside the door: "Ah Mo, have you slept enough? We have to go to work.
."
After a night, Li Mochen didn't react for a while, and it wasn't until twenty seconds later that he realized that the visitor outside was calling him.
After regaining consciousness, he quickly took out one banknote from the stack of banknotes in his hand and put it into his pocket. The rest was rolled up into a ball, ready to be stuffed back under the corner of the table.
But then he frowned slightly, feeling that this way of hiding money was not appropriate.
Li Mochen first looked around carefully, then kicked off his legs, walked up the wall as light as smoke, and placed the roll of banknotes above the ceiling, behind the lampshade of the fluorescent lamp.
In the memory of the original owner, the security situation in the American Federation was polarized.
Li Mochen used to live in a wealthy area. Due to the efforts of a large number of patrol police, the public security was good. But in the neighborhood called "Wanderer" where he lives now, he obviously cannot enjoy this treatment.
This is just a slum area in the south of Atlanta. It is populated by a group of poor people and a large number of black people without regular jobs and illegal immigrants. There is also a public housing building built by the government specifically to house black people. So here
on both sides of the streets,
Street girls and black men selling various drugs can be seen everywhere, and robberies and thefts are common. A group of people may pull out guns and shoot at each other on the street at any time. Or there may be a group of powerful 'outlaws',
Using their abilities with impunity in the streets.
When the original owner first moved here, he suffered two losses and all his belongings were looted.
Li Mochen has been practicing martial arts with his father since he was a child, and his sword skills have actually begun to develop. But facing the gun behind him, he can't do anything.
Later, he learned to be smart. Every time he went out, he would try his best to call friends and never carry more than ten gold shields with him. The rest of his belongings were stored at home.
But Li Mochen felt that the original owner's idea was too simple. For habitual thieves, the money hidden under the corner of the table was actually not safe. To be safe, a more appropriate method had to be used.
When Li Mochen was in the Realm of Yuanqiong, he was a stingy master. Now that the tiger has fallen into Pingyang, he has become even more stingy.
These five hundred and sixty gold shields are now his entire wealth, and they are also the foundation of his current status, and there is no room for loss.
And just when Li Mochen carefully looked at the fluorescent lamp above to determine whether there were any traces left, the knock on the door sounded again.
"Hey! Ah Mo, Andre, why haven't you moved yet? Did you sleep to death?"