The Dimensional Pursuit

"Playing tambourines and singing, I rode up the hillside on a horse. The cattle and sheep are strong in the pastures of thousands of miles, and the harvested crops are shining golden waves..."

Accompanied by the cheerful singing of the folk music of the Isoric Empire, the townspeople of Heishishan Town, which has a rush for the future, and some businessmen with enthusiasm for their personalities surrounded the large group that was lit on the town’s central square. The bonfire jumped up, singing and dancing, so lively.

"I didn't expect that we would be able to live such a relaxed life one day." The representative of the townsman, the one-eyed Han Turnandez who is expected to replace Zhong Tu's guard as the town's sheriff in the future, drank with emotion. A mouthful of the Northland wine in his hand, said freely to the people around him.

"Yes, thanks to Master Zhongtu." A little girl who seemed to be only fourteen or five years old echoed with a smile.

This is not reality. Even at the age of fourteen or five years old, it is still mommy and milk baby, except for playing games and going to school, the bear kids who don’t know anything about assholes, here, especially in the small town of Heishishan, have already grown up. If you are sensible, you can help your family with housework, not to mention, you can also marry and have children, and even more, you still have foreign blood on your hands. In terms of strength and understanding of reality, it is not in the real world. The group of children who are still in the "greenhouse" can compare.

"Yeah, I can't believe that Master Zhongtu is an aristocrat! His presence has greatly changed my impression of aristocrats. It seems that not all aristocrats are the same as the former lords, then Ignorance and stupidity." A young guy in his twenties took the conversation.

"Now you know Master Zhongtu's okay? So, you little rascals will give me peace in the future. Don't do things at all, and be instigated to fight Master Zhongtu, otherwise I won't interrupt you. Dog legs!" Next to the young young man, an old man in his fifties with a face full of vicissitudes tapped his cigarette, staring at the young man, and said quietly.

It's just the content of the words, but it's not as friendly as his attitude.

"Father, don't worry, I know how important it is." The guy smirked and replied in a low voice.

It is not difficult to see from this that after more than half a year of continuous operation, how much Zhongtu has gained is what people want, and it has truly realized the integration of people and town, making Heishishan Town completely his domain.

...

The lively scene lasted for three days before it came to an end. But for the townspeople in Heishishan small town, who have not experienced such a scene for a long time, it seems that it has only been a night. Therefore, after the grand ceremony, there are still traces of the celebration on the faces of the townspeople, and there is always a kind of meaning still unfinished. The feeling lingers in my heart, and even when it comes to doing things, I feel a little awkward and seem lazy.

But this state is just in line with the mentality of the rich in life. It makes the merchants who stay in the small town of Heishishan a bright light, and the idea that this may be a new business place arises in their hearts. The economic prosperity of the small town has played an indescribable boost.

Then time passed, and in a blink of an eye, it was the beginning of spring, and it was time to start farming.

Zhong Tu provided the townspeople with the fine grain seeds he had prepared, and he organized manpower to cultivate them in the thick land where tens of thousands of alien corpses were buried for conservation.

The old man digs the hole, the old lady or the child plant the seed, sowing their hope for the next year.

Then the old man, the old lady, the young guy and the girl continue to stay in the ground, while the Maotou dolls return to the town, enter the school specially built by Zhongtu, and start a new study life.

As for what to learn? Naturally, it is the mathematics, physics and chemistry that the clock diagram needs.

After all, there are no teachers in the town, and teachers can hardly be invited. It is impossible for anyone to come here to teach magic, combat skills or common language, so they can only be self-sufficient.

For example, the martial arts class is taught by the strongest fighters in the village, instructing students to learn some basics and strengthen their strength.

Let alone other things, they are all in similar situations. The village masters or guards and Zhong Tu are in charge. This barely supports the school so that the children in the town will not be abandoned.

The crisp sound of children's reading sounded in the town, drifting into the ears of the townspeople, flowing into their hearts, in exchange for the townspeople's more smiles and hope for the future.

"so good……"

...

"En? Alien star?" In a certain world, in a certain hall in a certain mountain forest, an old man wearing a robe, with a long beard, and a fairy-style bones flashed a different color in his eyes, and flew out. Gongque came into midair.

"That's... Patriarch?" The disciple in the mountain noticed the strangeness in the sky and asked in astonishment.

"How could Patriarch appear?"

"How would I know."

Then their questions were answered—the old man in Taoist costume hanging in the air narrowed his eyes and waved his hand to grab it. A big transparent hand made up of air and vitality appeared in the sky, like fishing for a fish Generally, he grabbed the bright white light falling from the sky, flashed, and even the ball of light disappeared into the void with people.

"What the **** is that meteor? It will let the ancestor use the perfect round to capture it in one breath?" After the Taoist pretending old man disappeared, the disciples in the palace came back to their senses, and asked the others in surprise. .

"how could I know."

"Perhaps it is a demon, otherwise it is impossible to alarm the ancestor to take it down."

"Okay, okay, all go to practice swords, be careful to be caught by the big brother and punished to clean the toilet." Another disciple reminded.

"Uh... practice sword, practice sword."

Then the disciples dispersed, each found an open space on the square, stood up, holding the sword, and dancing like a tree of fire.

The sound of swords whizzed and killed the air in the entire square in an instant.

...

At the same time, in the palace where the old man was previously, the old man in Taoist costume released the ball of light he had captured, letting it float in the air and rushing from the left to the right. He ignored it, but smiled slightly and said, "I'm already here. The Nine Houses ban has been placed around you, so you can’t get rid of it unless you have great magical powers, so don’t waste your energy.

"Old man, who are you and why are you arresting me." Upon hearing this, the ball of light stopped its struggling movement, hovering over the body, and it flickered slightly with vibrating air channel.

"I am Baimei. I am the head of the Shushan Sword Sect of Emei Mountain in the middle of Shu. I didn’t catch you because I had hatred with you, but when I was cultivating suddenly on a whim, I was born with a strange feeling, and when I noticed the difference, I took Taiqing. Calculating the number, knowing that there will be aliens from the sky, fearing that there will be chaos in the world, this suddenly shot, stopped you, and brought you back to the palace." The old man who claims to be white eyebrows is so free and easy, he does not hide, and sells himself. The root cause was slowly stated.

But I don't know how big the impact of this pair of light balls, that is, clock diagram.

"Baimei, Shushan... really came to an amazing place." Zhong Tu smiled silently in his heart.

Presumably he didn't expect that he would be banned as soon as he entered the world.