Dugu Zhuo experienced too many sudden changes in his life. He quickly stabilized his emotions and asked the old monk: "Where is the child you mentioned? How can we contact the Qingtian Sword Sect?"
"Well..." The old monk took out a wooden fish from nowhere and knocked it loudly, "The poor monk wants to eat tofu, and the tofu tasted by the widow Yang at the entrance of the village is the best. Can the young man be the poor monk tomorrow morning?" What about buying it?"
"No way! You started to issue collection tasks to us when the situation came to an end?" Aotian was listening to the main storyline with interest, when he suddenly received the collection task, he stepped forward and grabbed the old monk's robe.
As soon as he touched the skirt of the old monk's clothes, the old monk tapped the wooden fish lightly, and a halo of light emanated from the wooden fish, flicking Long@艾天 aside.
The old monk knocked the wooden fish up and down, chanting some scriptures, as if "don't bother me without tofu".
"It seems that there is no way to do the task at night." Ye Zhou looked at the time, "It's almost 11 o'clock, I have to go offline, can we meet at nine o'clock tomorrow?"
"It's time for me to go to bed," Qingyue also said, "Staying up late is not good for beauty. I have no class all day tomorrow, so I can play."
Several people expressed that they could go online during the day tomorrow, and they agreed to meet at nine o'clock the next day, and Ye Zhou went offline.
Aotian and Qingyue went to find their demon and demon friends to see if they had any clues, then they left with Dugu Zhuo and left the team.
The black cat, Wu Qi Mo Hei, has become a Buddhist practice cat with Buddhist beads. He can move freely in various temples in the future. He decided to go to the roof of the Tanye Temple to absorb the moonlight and practice.
For a while, everyone dispersed, leaving Dugu Zhuo alone, no longer in a team state.
Dugu Zhuo sat next to the old monk and asked, "Master, why did I come to this world?"
The old monk knocked on the wooden fish with a "dong dong dong": "If you want to be incensed, you can queue up to buy it at the Tanye Temple every day after the hour."
Dugu Zhuo: "Are you the master who treats the common people during the day?"
Old monk: "There is a herbal monk in the mountain behind the Tanye Temple. Spirits who want to save their lives can go to find the monk. He will take the spirits to the free clinic."
— Most of the Spirit Race spawn in the back mountain, and they can walk in the land. It is still very easy to meet the herbal monks.
Dugu Zhuo asked again: "That child...is his name Xiaobao?"
Old monk: "Did the young man buy back the tofu? I'm too hungry to speak."
No matter what Dugu Zhuo asked, the old monk only had these three answers, helping the human race and the spirit race to point out the cultivation methods and begging for tofu.
The old monk was not the master Tan Ji who suddenly came to Dugu Zhuo during the day, but an ordinary npc.
The NPCs in "Nine Heavens" have too strong a sense of reality, and have always given Dugu Zhuo the illusion that everyone is a real person. It was not until this time that the old monk's mechanical, fixed, and patterned answers made Dugu Zhuo realize that he was in a false in the world.
There seems to be a sound barrier in the Tanye Temple. The sound from the backyard and the karma forest cannot reach the main hall. No matter how loud the old monk's knocking on the wooden fish is, it will only echo in the hall.
Dugu Zhuo looked up at the Buddha statue above, and suddenly said: "I didn't have a name when I was young, and my mother always called me Xiaobao."
He didn't even know his surname. He didn't know his father's surname was Dugu until he was taken to Qingtian Sword Sect.
Dugu Yue named him Dugu Zhuo, voicing Zhuo, this name seems to have covered his whole life.
At that time, Dugu Zhuo didn't know the meaning of the name, he just mechanically followed Ye Zhou to the sect to record his name on the roster.
Ye Zhou took a drop of blood from his fingertip, stained it with a magic pen, and wrote "Dugu Zhuo" on the register.
Although the ten-year-old Dugu Zhuo was illiterate, he could also see that the shape of "Zhuo" and "Zhuo" were different. He shouted at Ye Zhou impolitely: "You spelled your name wrong, you villain!"
He still wanted to scold something, the child who grew up in the countryside didn't know a single word, but he learned all the vulgar words.
Ye Zhou raised his index finger, put it on Dugu Zhuo's lips, and said softly, "Shut up."
Ye Zhou's fingers were cold, and Dugu Zhuo's stomach full of obscenities could not be uttered immediately. He watched feebly as Ye Zhou placed the wrongly written roster jade slip in front of the spirit tablets of Qingtian Sword Sect's ancestors, lit a stick of incense, and handed it to Dugu Zhuo.
"The ancestors are not allowed to speak obscenities before the ancestors. If you want to say something nice, you can speak up yourself. If you want to curse someone, you don't have to speak anymore." Ye Zhou said lightly.
Dugu Zhuo couldn't curse, took the incense and kowtowed three times in front of the patriarch's spirit tablet, then left in a muffled voice.
After that, Dugu Zhuo was unable to speak for a whole year.
It wasn't until he learned the characters, learned the principles, and understood the difference between "Zhuo" and "Zhuo" that he knew what kind of character Ye Zhou had chosen for him.
"Thank you, Master." That was the first sentence he said to Ye Zhou.
Ye Zhou still said calmly, "I'm not your master."
- "Ye Zhou is right, he is not my master, even if he is the one who guides me into Taoism, he is still not my master." Dugu Zhuo said to the old monk who knew nothing.
"You have to wait until the Xuanyang City Buddhist Cultivation Office after level 15 to receive a letter of worship before you can enter Buddhism." The old monk answered Dugu Zhuo's words according to the key words.
Dugu Zhuo knew what the old monk didn't understand, so he was able to talk about what happened back then.
"Now that Ye Zhou is my master, that's great." Dugu Zhuo smiled lightly, "The moment the Tianzhu collapsed, his soul flew into this world, master, why do you think his soul is scattered here? It's me Has the original world disappointed him?"
Hearing the word "Tianzhu", the old monk stopped his movements, put down the wooden fish in his hand, was stunned for a moment, looked at the surrounding environment, and said to Dugu Zhuo: "Amitabha, did the benefactor fall into the poor monk's dream again? "
Dugu Zhuo was stunned for a moment, he looked at the old monk: "Master Tanji."
"It's the poor monk." Said the old monk who had become Master Tanji.
Dugu Zhuo watched the appearance of the templated old monk in "Nine Heavens" gradually change, becoming the eminent monk Tan Ji he was familiar with.
This is real!
Although he didn't know the reason, he "pulled" the ascetics from the original world into the holographic online game world!
"In the poor monk's dream, the aura is so abundant." The old monk squeezed his shoulders, "Is this the world that the poor monk expects to see?"
"Master, do you know where this is?" Dugu Zhuo asked.
"Tanye Temple." The old monk raised his head to look at the Buddha statue above. "This Buddha statue is exactly the same as the one made by the poor monk."
Tan Ji told Dugu Zhuo that five months had passed since they met at the free clinic booth.
Tan Ji and his disciples repaired the Tanye Temple together, found secular craftsmen to build Buddha statues, begged for money everywhere to renovate the temple, and hired some displaced people to reclaim the land near the Tanye Temple. Tanye Temple is a Buddhist temple, and Tanji is an eminent monk. The Buddhist temple can own part of the land. Tanji has left enough land for monks to grow vegetables for self-sufficiency, and the rest is given to the people who open up wasteland.
He also lobbied the nearby spiritual practitioners who were almost overwhelmed by the aura due to the abundance of aura in the world, hoping that they could help him open a free clinic.
In the early years, there was a lack of spiritual energy in the next three days, and the six races competed for spiritual energy. Born as a treasure of heaven and earth, Lingxiu, which is loved by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, is a great tonic in the eyes of other races. After the collapse of the Tianzhu, the Nine Heavens merged into the land of Kyushu, and the aura revived, and countless auras poured into the body just by practicing casually, and spiritual practitioners were worthless.
After all, you still have to fight to snatch the spirit. With this time, it is better to get the spiritual energy faster.
However, spiritual practitioners don't need to practice, as long as they lie down, spiritual energy will enter their bodies, and too much spiritual energy cannot be converted into true energy in their bodies, and they are all in a state of being overwhelmed.
The ginseng tree that Tan Ji found was as thick as a tree stump. Seeing Tan Ji coming in front of him, he could only move his body clumsily, losing his original speed and dexterity.
So Tanji's free clinic opened soon, and five months later, a bustling town appeared around Tanye Temple, which was very different from the desolation at the beginning.
"It's not all good things," Tan Ji said, "The town has recently attracted some greedy monsters. The monsters have good human spirits, and the residents of this town have been cultivated to be white and fat, which is what the monsters like. Several young and middle-aged men have been lost, and the poor monk is worrying."
"Has it been that long?" Dugu Zhuo was puzzled.
Obviously he has been searching for ten years, and ten years of keyboard online games have also passed. He thought that the time in the two worlds was the same, but he didn't expect that just five hours had passed here, and five months had passed there.
"Long time?" Master Tanji said.
"It's two and a half hours from here." Dugu Zhuo automatically converted it into the time Master Tanji was familiar with.
Master Tanji thought for a while and said: "Mr. Dugu, the time in a dream can be long or short. Sometimes a moment is a lifetime, and sometimes several hours pass, but it is just a moment."
"If the monk uses a dream to explain it, then the time will be messed up, and he can change it as he wants." Dugu Zhuo said.
"There is nothing in the world that remains the same. The poor monk has been reincarnated for ten lives and has seen all the vicissitudes of the world. Sometimes the world is like a day for a hundred years, and the sun rises and goes to work, and the sun goes in and rests, and it does not change for a hundred years; It's like spending a lifetime, time is not such an unpredictable thing." Tan Ji said.
"That's right." Dugu Zhuo said.
The system uses the player's consciousness to identify him as a player, and it doesn't matter if Tan Ji judges the passage of time with his consciousness. Although he has only been in the game world for five hours, the experience seems to be longer than the past ten years.
"About the demon clan's deception, what can Mister Dugu do to solve it?" Master Tan Ji asked.
"The six races in the world live together, and the way of heaven is dominated by the human race. Other races and the human race are in opposition. This is difficult, unless..." Dugu Zhuo said.
"Unless what?" Tan Ji asked.
"Unless there is a boundary between heaven and earth, there is a human world dominated by human races, and a demon world dominated by demons. The six races have their own boundaries and do not invade each other." Dugu Zhuo said.
Tan Ji shook his head: "That's really difficult, the poor monk doesn't have that much magic power."
"That's right, it's just empty talk." Dugu Zhuo said.
But Tan Ji took a look at Dugu Zhuo: "No poor monk, Mr. Dugu may not be. According to legend, the twin swords of creation were formed by Pangu's giant axe, which have the power to separate the world. Only Mr. Dugu can do it."
"The Twin Swords of Creation have..."
Before Dugu Zhuo finished speaking, Tan Ji disappeared suddenly, and the old monk picked up the wooden fish and tapped it lightly. It was bright outside, and the night passed like this.
Dugu Zhuo walked out of the temple to look at the sun, and it was already Chen Shi.
Just now he and Tanji seemed to have entered the mustard space independent of the two worlds again, and seemed to have entered a dream.
Just chatting for a while, the night passed.