In front of the small Taoist temple, Zhou Zhao was practicing his swordsmanship like flowing water. At this moment, his face was covered in purple clouds. With every move, his Qi was like a cloud, endless, raising gusts of wind, sending sand and stones flying, whistling non-stop.
After entering the seventh level, Zhou Zhao could clearly feel that his own true qi had become more condensed, nourishing his entire body. There was a sense of purity as if all the dust and impurities in his body had been removed, and he felt like he was floating like an immortal. With a light step, he had traveled four to five feet.
Accompanied by Zhou Zhao's sword technique, the sword light within a radius of several dozen feet was terrifying. The cold air was dense and terrifying, as if the temperature of the world had dropped by a few degrees.
After a quarter of an hour, Zhou Zhao finally stopped and quietly stood in front of the Daoist temple to regulate his breathing.
System page!
[Host: Zhou Zhao]
[Race: Human]
[Cultivation Technique: Violet Cloud Divine Art Level 7]
[Ability: Psychokinesis]
[Note: Each time you cross a world, you will obtain a special ability.]
Time to transmigrate, 00:32!
When the countdown reached zero, the system voice that Zhou Zhao had been waiting for finally sounded again.
Ding!
The countdown to transmigration has ended. Do you wish to initiate transmigration?
A cold mechanical voice sounded.
Zhou Zhao casually hung the Pine Wind Sword on his waist and turned around to return to the backstage of the Taoist temple. He picked up the package that he had already packed and said softly,"Activate transmigration!"
Boom!
In an instant, an incomparably dazzling white light enveloped Zhou Zhao. In the next moment, the ball of light exploded into countless crystalline and illusory light rain, and Zhou Zhao's figure had already disappeared.
By the time Zhou Zhao opened his eyes again, his surroundings had already changed greatly. What entered Zhou Zhao's eyes was a small alley. Through the side road of the alley, he could see the bustling street not far away. There were many tourists, shoulder to shoulder, and all kinds of hawking sounds could be heard.
On the prosperous streets, apart from the ordinary Han people, there were also occasionally men and women with braided hair and round hats passing by arrogantly. They seemed to be superior to others. The Han people on the roadside humbly gave way and only dared to murmur a few words of resentment behind them after they left.
Ding!
Host has transmigrated. Mission generated!
[Mission: After assassinating the emperor in public, survive in the capital for ten days.]
Ding!
The host has completed the transmigration. The host is rewarded with a spatial ability.
Accept?
"Assassinate the emperor? Yuan Dynasty? Was this a world with a Yuan Dynasty background?”
According to the information given by the system, coupled with the Mongolian attire he saw just now, Zhou Zhao instantly guessed that this world should have a Yuan Dynasty background.
However, Zhou Zhao's gaze did not linger on the mission for long. When he saw the reward special ability, Zhou Zhao was immediately pleasantly surprised. Among the known special abilities, no matter what kind of special ability it was, it could be considered rare.
" Receive space ability!"
Zhou Zhao's mind moved, and in an instant, Zhou Zhao felt his head become cool again. At the same time, Zhou Zhao felt that other than the world in front of him, there was another strange layer. Only two or three cubic meters of space existed in the unseen world, and he could touch it at any time, or even enter it.
Whoosh!
Zhou Zhao took a light step forward, and his entire person instantly disappeared from the small alley. At this time, Zhou Zhao appeared in an obscure space. Other than two or three cubic meters of space, the outside was filled with chaotic fog.
Zhou Zhao stretched out his hand and touched the barrier of space. It felt a bit like transparent glass, separating chaos and space. The shape of this small space could also be changed according to Zhou Zhao's thoughts. However, because the inside could not produce oxygen on its own, if Zhou Zhao stayed for too long, he would have to open a few small holes to the outside world for ventilation.
Storage ring? A spatial backpack?
Zhou Zhao instantly thought of the use of this ability. This was really a must-have ability for transmigrators, a mobile warehouse.
After exploring this portable space for a while, Zhou Zhao threw his bag and long sword inside, and then walked out of the alley, merged with the crowd on the street, and disappeared into the lively street.
"Am I seeing things? Is it really useless?"
The sugar figurine owner, who was setting up a stall across the alley, rubbed his eyes. Suddenly, he saw a young Taoist priest appear out of thin air in the alley. After a while, the Taoist priest disappeared and then appeared again. It was as if he had seen a ghost.
Zhou Zhao walked on the streets. The dozens of taels of silver that he had plundered in the Smiling Proud Jianghu last time finally had a place to be put to use. All the delicacies were served, and he was very satisfied.
"Run! There's a fight ahead!"
"It's the Ming Cult, right? They've finally made their way into the capital!”
"Hurry up and leave. When the martial artists fight, they can't care less about the ordinary people in our sect!”
……
Just as Zhou Zhao was walking, the street in front of him suddenly began to riot. Immediately after, countless people fled. At the same time, further away, there were shouts and screams.
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