“The desire to go home made me cry again,

How long has it been since ancient songs been sung loudly?

I've changed over the years

The thoughts in my heart are still the same.”

In the space-time channel, Liu Fan couldn't help but hum Wang Jie's return home, and the joy of returning to the earth was about to return to the earth, making Liu Fan forget all his worries. Even this sleepy space-time channel seemed so pleasing to the eye.

An hour was about to pass soon, and a light spot appeared in the distance of the endless passage, which should be the exit.

Liu Fan thought to himself:

"It took more than an hour to come back this time, why did it take more than three hours to teleport back to the ruins last time?"

Someone immediately answered the question of talking to himself:

"Report to the master, the last time you traveled through the journey, you used the call application permission from three hundred years ago. Due to the long wait time, the navigation device analyzed that you had a very low chance of appearing, so the channel start standard was lowered and the slowest and cheapest commercial channel was automatically selected for you. This time you were using a normal channel, and the natural speed was accelerated. If you were equipped with special tools for the channel, the time of travel would be reduced even more."

“What are special tools?”

"Special tools are transportation tools in the space-time trade route. According to the earth data you remember in your mind, it is like using cars on the road."

"Damn, what kind of tools are we using in this business road? Is it the bicycle we ride?"

"Sorry, master, if you use the metaphor you used, we are walking now, using 11-way legs. In fact, the trade route from Ruan to Earth is already very good, and there are no nodes at all. This is why the Earth had a trading ground in the past, so there were such a good trade route.

If you go to ordinary planes to trade, it is difficult to go through the trade route. There are many radiating space-time crystal walls, and they will form nodes. Those trade routes can only transmit a distance, so special tools are needed to cross the nodes formed by these space-time crystal walls. There are many dangers in these nodes, including merchants' natural enemy plane robbers appear from time to time. Merchants must need mercenaries to protect, so mercenaries are so popular in the ruins."

"Damn, this universe is not peaceful, and there are robbers who specialize in robbing merchants. I thought the earth would be so dangerous, and that wouldn't work. There are really people in the world and the world, and there are disputes. It's not far away and it's almost over. I don't have to look at these circles after circle."

"Master, these circles are called space-time mist paths. Each circle represents a plane. They may be the core of atoms, energy space, or wild planes.

If you impact the protection energy transmitted by the broken and then come into contact with the space-time path outside, then you will leave the pre-determined business road and enter the lost space. You will be teleported to another unknown plane, but the survival rate is very small, almost zero. However, there was once a merchant who encountered robbers in the business road and fled out of the business road. He was lucky to find out that he made a fortune in the wild plane. This person is the Heavenly Emperor of the Posa God Clan Chamber of Commerce, which is as famous as the Seven Monarch Chamber of Commerce."

During the chat between Liu Fan and Pikachu, the light spot had already arrived in front of him, and in an instant, the light was bright. He looked around and the blue planet on Earth was just the soles of his feet. The huge sun shone in the distance, and the moon not far away was so clear. The crater could see clearly, and the continents and oceans on Earth were all in the eyes.

Liu Fan looked at a familiar piece of the mainland. It was Asia, and his home was there. As soon as he thought, Liu Fan rushed towards the Asian continent. Seeing the continent under his feet appear, he could see the outline of the rooster in China's mainland territory. In a blink of an eye, he was already on the top of his hometown city.

Liu Fan understood. He knew that this was asking him to choose the landing location. Looking at the pedestrians under his feet as big as a building as a size of a fire box, Liu Fan chose an abandoned factory in the industrial area not far from home. Liu Fan had been there for a while and knew that there were few people there. As soon as he moved his mind, he landed in an open space in the factory.

"Hello, dear plane merchant Liu Fan, you have been teleported back to Earth. This journey takes a total of one hour and ten minutes, and costs 313 energy coins. Please verify. The Seven Monarch Chamber of Commerce has everything in my hands."

After Liu Fan landed, his eyes gradually adapted to the environment. Looking at the familiar terrain, he was really back and couldn't help but shout:

"Hahaha, I'm back, Hu Hansan is back."

After laughing, Liu Fan found that in the empty field where he thought there was no one, there were more than a dozen people watching him. Some of them were officials in suits and ties, some were migrant workers in the factory, and there were a few foreigners in the middle. They all looked at Liu Fan in surprise.

Only then did Liu Fan realize that although the casual battle robe he was wearing was the most ordinary style in the ruins, he was definitely an alien outfit on Earth.

At this time, a young man with glasses looked like a translator, and he walked over with the courage to speak for a while:

“WelcometoEarth!—”

Telepathic simultaneous translation:

"Welcome to Earth—"

Damn, Liu Fan's answer was to learn from the tiger's long roar at the sky, "Ao". He used his skills to intimidate the fox and pretend to be a tiger's power, and an invisible fluctuation enveloped the surroundings. Everyone shouted, calling mom, running wildly, and disappeared in an instant.

Liu Fan smiled and used his random battle robe to become the clothes styles of those who had just escaped. At this time, he found that he was wearing short-sleeved clothes when he left, and now he was wearing long-sleeved clothes. How much time did he spend back and forth? Could it be like Wang Zhi's woodcutter, the Rotten Ke Chess Root has been dreaming for thousands of years?

"Report Master, I have invaded the network system that controls the backwardness of the earth. It is now December 9, 2007. It has been 78 days and 11 hours since your last departure, not as much as you imagined." Pikachu is worthy of being an encyclopedia and begins to answer.

"It's good to have 78 days. But I've been in the ruins for less than ten days. The difference in the time ratio between the two sides is too much. It's really a day in heaven and a thousand years in the world."

"Reporter, you are wrong again. The time of the ruins matches the time flow frequency of the earth. All the time spent is wasted in the business road, just like on the way back, you feel that only one hour has passed, and that is relative time. Seventeen days have passed between the ruins and the earth. This is the embodiment of the importance and value of special tools."

So that's it, time is wasted on the road. It seems that you have to buy a means of transportation. If you don't have a car or bicycle, you will be fine. Liu Fan was thinking about it. At this time, he had already walked out of the factory. Liu Fan thought of the people just now and slowly recalled that before the accident, there were rumors that a foreign businessman wanted to buy this factory. It seemed that they were just those people just now. Haha, I'm sorry, I scared myself, and it seems that this matter was ruined.

By the way, there was something he couldn't do. Liu Fan remembered Mr. Zhenbai Tao Hongjing's entrustment. He took out the jade pendant from the bracelet and shook at the sun according to Tao Hongjing's instructions.

It doesn't matter when the jade pendant immediately made a "serious" sound, instantly leaving Liu Fan's palm and floating in the sky three feet above Liu Fan's head. Then it seemed to emit a ray of light, scanning the earth. Liu Fan didn't know what it was scanning. After the light disappeared, the jade pendant fired a huge fireball into the sky with a "screaming" sound.

The fireball flew higher and higher, exploded at about three kilometers altitude, forming the huge word Shangqing. The font is 100 meters in size and should be in Li style, with a golden color, and it will not disperse for a long time, floating in the sky.

Damn, it turns out that I knew it was an arrow that penetrated the clouds, and thousands of troops came to meet each other. No wonder when I said this, the old Taoist was embarrassed and obscured me. It turned out that I really hit it. Liu Fan began to think about it again.

Looking at the two big words in the air, Liu Fan found that the passers-by around him did not see any abnormalities in the air at all, and even turned a blind eye to Liu Fan.

"Report to the master, this is the function of the inappropriate and non-visiting talisman in the cultivation plane. Only you professions or cultivators can see it. Just like the invisible follower state I am using now, no one can see these words." The encyclopedia Pikachu began to explain again.

Liu Fan was about to make the next decision when the sound of breaking through the air came from afar, and seven figures flew over from the sky not far away with swords.

The seven people were old and young, with different outfits, but their speed of flying with swords was extremely fast, and they instantly arrived in front of Liu Fan.

Liu Fan looked at them. After they landed, one of them reached out and saw a large shield covering all the surrounding 100 meters.

Liu Fan was unsure. He had already grasped the flame demon horn in his hand, lifted the fire power, and prepared for the battle.

One of the seven men with a stubborn face took the lead in walking to Liu Fan and said in a voice like a clock:

"You are Liu Fan."

Seeing this momentum, Liu Fan replied: "It's me." Then he was about to flatten.

Who knew that the other party suddenly knelt down, and the man shouted: "Weijian, a 38th generation disciple of Maoshan, led all the disciples to pay homage to the uncle of the master."—

This chapter is a little less, go home to sleep, and there is another chapter in the afternoon. I'd better ask for votes and let me be on the 30th list of the new book list, and I'm about to go down.
Chapter completed!