Sister, look at him!

Since a certain policy had not yet been issued, Zhongli Yuya hired many servants to work at home, including water fetchers, weeders, doormen, cooks, and so on.

However, these were all illusions that He Qingwan saw.

The truth is that all these servants are bionic people that Zhongli Yuya bought in the system mall.

After all, the situation is so tense, he can't just bring strangers into his home.

In the pavilion, it was snowing outside. Zhongli Yuya and He Qingwan were leisurely brewing tea around the stove.

"I don't like modern society very much." Zhongli Yuya placed oranges one after another on the small oven. "In modern society, identities are too open and transparent, and it's difficult to change identities."

He Qingwan was deeply impressed. She nodded and said, "From what you said, you can travel through time and space?"

Zhongli Yuya did not deny it. He nodded and said, "Yes."

This time it was He Qingwan's turn to be stunned, "Are you serious?"

"Of course." Zhongli Yuya did not hide it, "How about it, which world do you want to go to next? I will take you there."

He Qingwan's eyes were complicated. She opened her mouth and closed it again. After a moment's silence, she said, "If possible, I would like to try to cultivate immortality."

Cultivation?

Zhongli Yuya took a look at his next mission, which was a post-apocalyptic world. He also checked his vacation time. Well, he still had more than 30,000 years of paid vacation, which was enough for him to take He Qingwan to the world of immortal cultivation for a tour.

He remembered that he also opened a store in a certain immortal cultivation world, and he would ask the system to find it later.

"Since you want to, I'll take you to practice Taoism after I finish the things I'm doing." Zhongli Yuya picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for himself and He Qingwan.

He Qingwan didn't ask him why he was so nice to her. Although she had no memory of the past, her body's instinct was still there, which was that everyone would be nice to her, and she just needed to enjoy it.

This is an instinct ingrained in her bones.

After closing the store, He Qingwan had a lot of free time every day. Apart from calling and writing letters to Luo Bai and Luo Yun, she would summon ghost soldiers to play hide-and-seek with her, and occasionally communicate with a few young sisters she knew.

It was similar to what Zhongli Yuya said. The policy from above came down very quickly, and even the content of the policy was exactly what Zhongli Yuya had guessed.

Luo Bai, who was far away in Shanghai, also closed his antique shop and took Luo Yun away to hide.

He Qingwan, relying on Zhongli Yuya's protection, still eats and drinks as usual, and plays the role of a leader in the circle of noble ladies in Beijing.

One after another, many of the young ladies in her circle had accidents at home, and those who had not been in trouble did not dare to show up.

As a result, He Qingwan's friends only had the one hundred ghost soldiers left. The ghost soldiers could do nothing but fight. They were all dull and not fun at all.

After playing hide-and-seek once, He Qingwan was forced to stay in his bedroom and sulk for three whole days.

Zhongli Yuya wanted to comfort him but didn't know where to start. The current situation was tense, and it was not easy for him to take He Qingwan around openly, unless he worked hard, developed a sense of professionalism, and started working hard.

But that was impossible, he just wanted to start.

When He Qingwan stomped his feet in anger again, he finally compromised and silently took out a time flow displacer.

After fiddling with the settings for a bit, he placed the hourglass-shaped displacer upside down on the table.

"Come on, I'll take you to the Xiuxian world for a tour."

Zhongli Yuya extended his hand to He Qingwan.

He Qingwan's eyes lit up instantly, and she excitedly rushed towards Zhongli Yuya and threw herself into his arms.

"Go, go, go!"

"You are such an impatient person." Zhongli Yuya caught He Qingwan with a helpless yet doting smile on his lips.

The next moment, a pitch-black crack opened behind him, and he fell backwards, holding He Qingwanchao in his arms.

Spirit world.

The end of the Three Thousand Worlds is also what people call the upper realm, a world that all cultivators yearn for.

The spiritual world has no specific dynasty; it is made up of various sects, organizations, families, and races.

The gods who created the world and guided mankind died one by one. There was only one person left. No one knew his name. All we knew was that he was called Yuya. He was a descendant of the ancient god Zulong, and he was also a descendant who had awakened the blood of Zulong. It could be said that he was the only true god in this spiritual world, and even in the heavens and all the worlds.

But he seldom participated in worldly affairs. All people knew was that he opened a shop called "Fu Sheng", in which he sold long-lost martial arts techniques, magical artifacts that had been lost to various continents, and the inheritance of various gods. All the things he sold were things that could not be found by chance.

He Qingwan closed the paper book in his hand and asked, "Brother, is what they said true or false?"

On the cover of the closed book, there were several large characters: [Miscellaneous: The owner of "Fusheng" and the Supreme God Yuya]

"When you're out and about, you create your own identity and personality." Zhongli Yuya smiled like a fox. "I just mimicked the form of a dragon, but they had to imagine so much. I was too lazy to respond to their imagination, but they took it as my consent. What can I say?"

That's true. When you go out, you give yourself an identity.

He Qingwan thought for two seconds and then said, "Brother, can I also mimic?"

"Of course you can. I have so many images here. You can pick any one you like."

Zhongli Yuya waved his hand, and several mimics of mythical beasts or auspicious beasts appeared around He Qingwan.

Looking at the various mimicry beasts, He Qingwan frowned. There were so many that his eyes were dazzled.

She did not make a choice immediately, but took out the basic common sense of the spiritual world and started reading it.

She needs to choose a mimicry carefully and become a popular god.

After reading the entire book, He Qingwan realized that no matter what kind of mythical beast it was, there would be controversy.

Only the auspicious beast Bai Ze.

Almost all the reviews were positive.

In other words, all kinds of mythical beasts such as dragons, phoenixes, and unicorns have little black fans, but Bai Ze has only true fans.

Very good, then I decided to use Bai Ze as the mimicry.

He Qingwan searched through the group of mimics and found Bai Ze's mimicry.

Its entire body is snow-white, its posture is elegant, it has a long tail like a deer, four hooves like a deer, six wings on its back, two horns on its head, it knows everything about the past and the present, it has a horn on its forehead, and it arrives on auspicious clouds.

nice!

It's it!

He Qingwan made the decision immediately.

In an instant, her entire appearance changed. Her waist-length black hair turned snow-white and quickly grew to her ankles. Three horns grew on her head and six wings sprouted from her back.

A mysterious power surged out of her body, rushed to the sky, and attracted a strange phenomenon of spiritual clouds, alarming the entire spiritual world.

At some point, Zhongli Yuya came over, held He Qingwan's wrist, asked her to sit cross-legged and meditate, and guided the power in her body.

"In the spiritual world, Bai Ze is the greatest lord of rewards and punishments between heaven and earth. He controls the laws of thunder and disasters in heaven and earth, and can see clearly all the black and white in the world. He controls the world's fortune and medicine, knows the past and the future, and understands the language of all things."

Zhongli Yuya said softly, "You have picked a good identity."