Chen Caixing stood on the bustling ancient street and shouted to the sky for love.
I don't know if Tiandao's father heard it.
Shen Jing in the front walked a few meters and didn't see Sister Yuan. When she looked back, she saw that Sister Yuan was in a daze, so she went back the same way, "Sister Yuan, what's wrong?"
You go to Lao Cheng first, be careful. Chen Caixing communicated with Qianxia using his divine sense. Covering his chest with his face, he smiled reluctantly and said, "Suddenly my heart feels uncomfortable."
"Sister Yuan, are you alright?"
Yuan Green Tea pretended to be weak, shook his head and said, "It's okay, let's go back and rest."
"Yes, if you're not feeling well, we'd better go back early." Shen Jing supported Sister Yuan and returned to the inn all the way to her room. Seeing that there was a disciple outside the room, she said, "Sister Yuan, she is not feeling well today, you and me. Go to sleep."
Chen Caixing didn't refuse, and said, "Thank you Xiaojing, you are sincere and careful." Then she said to her companion elementary school girl, "I'm so sorry."
The two of them didn't take this trivial matter to heart, so Shen Jing took the little disciple outside the door and left to let Sister Yuan rest early.
midnight.
Chen Caixing didn't practice meditation tonight, lying on the bed with clothes, and soon the atmosphere in the room was wrong, and he knew that Lao Cheng and Qianxia were coming.
When I opened my eyes, I saw two people in the room.
"Old Cheng, what did you cultivate?" Chen Caixing sat up and asked first.
The answer given by Cheng Lifeng was simply, "Magic repair."
The Lao Cheng in front of him looks like an adult, but his temperament is different. He used to look cold but made people feel reliable. At first glance, he looks like a 'righteous' person, but now Lao Cheng has a kind of 'evil' taste.
No wonder.
"I thought you were a disciple in Penglai Mountain." Chen Caixing said how he understood how to live in this world, "The ultimate goal should be to ascend in the Mahayana period, and then you can go out."
There were only three suspected players in Lingyun Peak, including him, which was too small. Players still have a competitive relationship in essence. Chen Caixing wondered if the players were scattered in various sects.
As a result, it now seems that he has misunderstood. Mahayana ascension does not necessarily require cultivation, but also various cultivation methods.
"When I came in, it was set up as a Demon Venerable, who crossed the tribulation and thundered, and survived nine deaths, and came over." Cheng Lifeng said.
Chen Caixing: "Then what state are you in now?"
"Early Nascent Soul."
Yuanying, Fuxu, Mahayana, Su Xiang is Fuxu, of course, each stage is divided into three stages of junior high school and next.
This is also better than starting from scratch.
"Brother, don't forget about wealth and honor." African Chen Caixing envied.
Lao Cheng nodded seriously.
The two quickly exchanged current information. Chen Caixing explained the strangeness of this copy and the fact that Su Xiang was suspected to be the captain of the Hanxiang team in the city of nothingness, Su Xiangxiang.
Cheng Lifeng offered a new idea, "In five hundred years, there has never been a cultivator in this world who has survived the Nascent Soul and returned to the virtual world. My character was originally a late stage of the Nascent Soul and returned to the virtual world, but I don't know what went wrong. If It's not that I came to resist early, and now my soul has been destroyed, and now my cultivation base has fallen to the early stage of Nascent Soul."
The more you reach the later stage, the more difficult it is to increase your cultivation. Even if it is Nascent Soul, there is a big difference between the initial stage and the later stage. If you encounter a bottleneck period, your cultivation will be stranded, and it will not be uncommon to stay for hundreds of years at this time.
"Su Xiang's ghost?" Although Chen Caixing was questioning, he was already sure.
Cheng Lifeng said, "Remember the world of Little Red Riding Hood?"
"It seems to be intentional for us to clean it up." Chen Caixing knew what Lao Cheng meant.
A dungeon player intervenes too much, and the game is not dead. Naturally, another group of players will be used to 'set things right' to achieve a balance. Now it seems that Su Xiang used props to pull them in, and the game just went along with Su Xiang.
It is difficult for ordinary players to deal with Su Xiang, otherwise it would not be a cultivator who has not returned to the void for five hundred years. Chen Caixing, as one of the new bosses, if he is airborne, it is not because he has a big face. A try is a very humble statement.
"I think I may be the beloved son of Tiandao's father." Chen Caixing said exasperatedly after smoothing.
The so-called unforgettable must have an echo. It's really true without saying much.
Cheng Lifeng glanced at Chen Caixing, and was silent, "Isn't it a beloved daughter?"
Chen Caixing: …
Old Cheng, you really are cold-faced and sullen.
If you love your daughter, you will love your daughter, as long as you can have the love of Heavenly Dad. What kind of manners does Ms. Yuan want! ! !
Cheng Lifeng, as a demon cultivator in the early Nascent Soul, had a barrier set up in his room, so it was very convenient for them to speak. After talking about the serious business, Chen Caixing glanced at Qianxia and exhorted him: "Qianxia, this world is with you first, I am here to cultivate the right way, Qianxia's ghost body is not easy to come out, it is easy to be discovered, and you are bored in the small dark room all day long. Qianxia, you How about talking to Lao Cheng first?"
If Qianxia wasn't happy, Chen Caixing wouldn't force it.
Yuan Qianxia was a little hesitant. He still wanted to protect the master. His shikigami would be negligent if he didn't accompany the master, but now he is so useless, and staying behind will only drag the master down.
"I'm a demon cultivator. There are ghosts in the altar. If Qianxia is willing to practice, I will find a few books." Cheng Lifeng said.
Yuan Qianxia didn't hesitate this time, he wanted to become stronger, he wanted to be able to use him when his master needed him, and he didn't want to be a waste to drag his master back.
Seeing Qianxia agree, Chen Caixing said, "Is there anything I need to contact with my divine sense."
This is the best, he and Lao Cheng have a messenger, and it is easy to notify any news.
Cheng Lifeng took Yuan Qianxia away.
Continue on the road the next day.
In this way, there was another incident on the way. When they were in a small town for supply, an ordinary person set up a stall. I don’t know how to provoke Ling Meifeng’s female fairy, and the other party directly killed the stall owner.
"His eyes disgust me." Fairy's voice was cold and high.
In the world of self-cultivation, the strong are respected, and ordinary people are like ants in the eyes of the practitioners.
"Sister Yuan, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that Sister Yuan didn't speak, Shen Jing thought she felt uncomfortable, and said, "I'll give you the medicine."
Chen Caixing asked: "The stall owner died, what do you think?"
"Why have an idea?" Shen Jing's tone was very puzzled, but it was just an ant.
Chen Caixing is not a virgin, but today's matter is to kill innocent people. The stall owner just glanced at Ling Meifeng's female fairy, and lost his life. This made him re-acquainted with the world of self-cultivation.
That is Ms. Yuan to become stronger.
After coaxing Shen Jing away, Chen Caixing took the time to go out and find the family of the stall owner. The mother and son were about to faint from crying, but seeing that Chen Caixing was not dressed like an ordinary person, she immediately stopped crying, her face was pale with fright, she shivered and begged for mercy, and she did not even have the courage to seek justice for her husband and father.
It's not that the two don't want to beg, but in the face of the huge disparity in strength, all they can do is beg for mercy and avoid it.
Chen Caixing didn't want to say more, put a bag of gold in front of the woman and child, turned and left.
The battlefield of players in this world is among the cultivators, but these ordinary people are also real.
"Thank you, thank you fairy."
"Quickly kowtow."
The mother and son knelt down and kowtowed, holding the golden bag and weeping bitterly. Originally, the husband died and there was no way to live. The family's livelihood was difficult. The mother wanted to hang it with a rope.
The road after that was very smooth. Wherever Ling Yunfeng went, the people of the small town avoided, and one of the parents gave way to the back courtyard for the fairies to rest and replenish.
This is not a god, and the highest cultivation base is Jindan, but in the eyes of these mortals, it is an immortal.
"arrive."
After flying for a whole month, the last few days traveled day and night, and finally arrived, the new disciples looked around curiously. Especially Shen Jing, stretched his neck to look into the distance, and quickly said, "This is the Kunlun Realm?" There was no lack of disappointment in his words.
The other disciples did too, but they didn't dare to say it, they were just a little bigger and taller than their Ling Yunfeng.
"It's just that I just arrived at the edge of Kunlun Realm." Master Shen Jing was very gentle, and said with a smile, "Fly for three more days, you can see again."
"This is the edge?"
Everyone was amazed.
Such a rich spiritual energy, the place where the high mountains are but the edge? Everyone was instantly full of expectations and curiosity about the Kunlun Realm.
Three days later.
All the new disciples did not dare to look around and speak loudly. It was too big and majestic. After flying for three days, there was no town in Kunlun Realm, not a single ordinary person, and people were allowed to live and grow in the realm of Lingyun Peak.
In such a unique land, all the fairies of Kunlun Realm lived.
"Master, how many real fairies live here?"
"Less than a hundred."
! ! !
Only a hundred people live in the Kunlun world of one million square kilometers.
Too extravagant.
Before entering the mountain, Ling Yunfeng's disciples suddenly became scumbags. At first, they thought they were the favored sons of heaven. Some talented disciples usually look down on those outside the door. Quail is about the same.
Dismounting is powerful enough.
The stronger ones are still behind. The main peak of Kunlun Realm is very high, and those who have no cultivation base in the pulse condensation period cannot use spells to fly up, so all the disciples need to climb up, step by step.
"Sister Yuan, I can't even see where the head is." Shen Jing was about to cry.
This way cannot use magic yet, which is equivalent to saying that the body crawls. But a lot of new disciples have suffered.
"Speak less and save your energy, let's go." Chen Caixing patted the girl's shoulder.
The mountain is an undeveloped mountain, steep into the clouds, and it is difficult to walk. Halfway through the climb, when it reaches the dead end, a fairy from the Kunlun Realm draws a ladder to let them have a way to go.
Chen Caixing walked unhurriedly and mixed in the middle. The disciples in the front and back were originally dressed in uniform. The girls were immortal and pure and lovely, and the men were dignified and polite. Very embarrassed. He's okay, not very tired, plus the board inch, there is no hair that makes him messy.
"Phew—I envy my sister now that you don't have any hair." Shen Jing wiped her cheeks, her hair smeared and uncomfortable.
Chen Caixing: I don't know what to say.
After climbing for two days and one night, it finally arrived. Before everyone could breathe, they heard a beautiful fairy say: "You are resting in Guangyuan Hall, and the competition will start in three months. Don't run around during this time."
"Yes."
After the series of Ma Wei, who dared to talk nonsense among the disciples of Ling Yunfeng, they honestly followed and were arranged into the empty room. It is very big here, the mist is fluttering, creating a fairy air, the palace is magnificent, and the steps are all jade, like a fairyland.
One room per person.
Chen Caixing was arranged in a last room, during which he was given bigu pills every day. A few days later, Shen Jing came over and said, dumbfounded, about the news they had heard in the past few days, what is the Guangyuan Hall where they are located is the lowest hall, the Kunlun Realm is divided into nine heavens, and Immortal Su Xiang is in the ninth layer.
"The ninth level? What about the ancestor?"
"What ancestor? Oh, you said the ancestor of Kunlun." Shen Jing said in a low voice: "I just know that everyone in Kunlun is very afraid of the ancestor, and they can't avoid it. It is said that he lived on the unfeeling cliff outside Jiuzhongtian. "
Loveless Cliff? ?
Chen Caixing wondered if the ancestor was worth 90,000 yuan.
After another half month, the disciples of Penglai Mountain also arrived and lived in the hall next door. Shen Jing would report every few days which of the disciples of Penglai Mountain is handsome and which is talented, and said, "Penglai Mountain is indeed the same as the Kunlun Realm. There are a great faction of equal fame, there are many talented brothers, but our Ling Yunfeng is not bad, but Lin Xin is too young."
Lin Xin is the five-year-old newcomer who was accepted as a disciple by the main peak, Ling Tian, who was a senior in high and quiet.
Chen Caixing thought in his heart, if the ancestors accepted him as a closed disciple, would Su Xiang still call him uncle? No, he counted the age of his ancestor, and Su Xiang called him uncle because he had lost his seniority.
That is to think.
After Chen Caixing and Lao Cheng analyzed the situation, they felt that he was probably the daughter of Heaven, but after entering the game, he was mediocre, and he didn't seem to be particularly European. Lao Cheng's situation was much more European than him.
Maybe old.
The big game hasn't come yet. Shen Jing came hurriedly that day and said eagerly, "Sister Yuan, Sun Hao from Penglai Mountain is going to pick Uncle Lin Xin, and the two have already started a fight."
"Why?" Chen Caixing stood up and went out with Shen Jing, "Why didn't you tell your master?"
Shen Jing shook his head, "Sun Hao said it was a competition, so if you sue us, Ling Yunfeng, you'll be embarrassed."
When the two arrived at the back of the hall, five-year-old Lin Xinzheng and Sun Hao opened up. Sun Hao was about eight or nine years old, and he was a head taller than Lin Xin. Chen Caixing looked at him and breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that it should not be serious for two little radishes to compete, but after looking at it, he knew that the problem was big.
This Sun Hao's ruthless action was not a point-and-shoot competition, but it seemed to want Lin Xin's life.
"Go and call your master." Chen Caixing saw that Lin Xin's foundation would be ruined if things went on like this.
Shen Jing also felt that something was wrong, and hurried to find the master.
On the other end, Sun Hao was still pressing Lin Xin, like a test, Chen Caixing's expression changed slightly when he thought of something. In the field, Sun Hao slashed at Lin Xin with a palm. Lin Xin fell to the ground. Sun Hao did not stop, but approached.
"stop!"
Fortunately, Master Shen Jing arrived, and when he saw the situation, his face darkened. The originally good-natured person asked coldly, "What do you guys want to do in Penglai Mountain?"
"It's just a competition to learn one or two." Sun Hao said perfunctorily, relying on something.
Shen Jing helped Lin Xin, who fell to the ground, "Master, uncle, he was seriously injured."
"Help someone to rest first." Master Shen Jing instructed, looking at Sun Hao, "Today's affairs must be explained, who is your master?"
"Shen Huo Zhenjun."
When Master Shen Jing heard the name, his face was ashen and he didn't say anything more, and he flung his sleeves to leave, and ordered Ling Yunfeng's disciples to stay in the room and not to have any trouble with Penglai Mountain people.
"Why? It was clearly Penglai Mountain who took the initiative to look for trouble, and the hit Master Lin Xin was seriously injured. I'm going to miss this match, and that Sun Hao doesn't look like the foundation period. Our face was swept away, but Zhenren Mei didn't say anything." Shen Jing is very angry and has been talking about this for the past few days.
Chen Caixing knew everything, and Lin Xin took the blame for him.
"Do you know who Shenhuo Zhenjun is?"
It was quiet and silent. True Monarch Shenhuo was even higher than their leader of Ling Yunfeng. With the support of True Monarch Shenhuo, how could these little shrimps denounce each other's closed disciples.
"Okay, go back to rest early, hurry up to practice while there is still time, and vent your anger in the big competition to seek justice for our Ling Yunfeng." Chen Caixing said.
Shen Jing pouted, "I wanted to slap Penglai Mountain in the face that day, especially Sun Hao, but I just established the foundation, the competition that day, you can see Sister Yuan, Sun Hao's cultivation is very powerful, I'm not a rival, I'm afraid It's not the entire Ling Yunfeng's disciple, even Senior Uncle Lin Xin has been planted in the other party's hands..."
Even though she said that, Shen Jing was still angry, but she quickly went back to practice.
After being knocked on the door and bullied, he didn't even dare to go to the door to hold Ling Yunfeng accountable, and he was homeless. Shen Jingming knew that she couldn't beat her, but she was full of anger, but she still wanted to fight.
Chen Caixing is also, but he thinks more.
Sun Hao should be a player, and the Shenhuo real person is estimated to be Liu Huo, one of the three captains. When he got the news, he deliberately asked Sun Hao to test whether Lin Xin was a player or not, to be precise, whether it was Chen Caixing's pseudonym.
Don't know where Han Bing went? It seems that all three captains have come in.
The world has some fun.
Jiuzhongtian, Jiyue store.
"... He's an aborigines, not Chen Caixing's kid." True Monarch Shenhuo, also known as Liu Huo, looked at Su Xiangxiang who was superior, "Don't you think you didn't pull in? As a small character, all three of us came in. It's really boring that the kid didn't come."
Su Xiangxiang affirmed: "No, he must have come in."
"Where's Chen Caixing's teammate surnamed Cheng? Found it?" Han Bin said aside.
Su Xiangxiang was annoyed, "Neither."
Liu Huo and Han Bin looked at each other, this is not like Su Xiangxiang's handwriting, don't be bluffing
"The three of us are old acquaintances, so we shouldn't be so defensive about our brothers because of a newcomer?" The old god Liu Huo said.
Su Xiangxiang knew what the two of them suspected as soon as she heard it, and simply said: "This time is very strange. I used to pull people in for this dungeon, either to the Kunlun Realm site or to Ling Yunfeng, which is easy to identify. Sun Hao, you too. You know, how old is he outside and how old is he when he came in? Would you recognize him if he hadn't come to the door?"
"did you mean?"
"This world is different from before." Su Xiangxiang didn't want to admit it, and she was out of her control at the beginning. "I have never seen such a strange dungeon. The age of the player will change, and the background."
Liu Huo said indifferently: "How strange, the three of us joined forces, no one can do anything about this copy, but we are just looking for someone slowly."
"Let's take a look at the big competition. I have an intuition. Most of the players are hidden inside." Su Xiangxiang's eyes turned a lot colder, "If I find him, I must rip the skin and bones and throw it into the Hungry Ghost Dao, so that the hungry ghosts will eat the kid. no bones left."
Liu Huo and Han Bing didn't say much.
Just a newcomer.
The big competition is approaching, Chen Caixing's cultivation has improved a lot, and there is a vague feeling of breaking through the late stage of foundation building and entering the stage of condensing pulses, but the more this juncture is, it should not be rushed. Taoism emphasizes the unity of mind and spirit, obeying nature, and not forcing it.
After regaining consciousness, there was a cool breeze outside the window, and it seemed that something was staring at him.
There was nothing outside the window, but the gaze just now didn't seem to be fake, and there was no malicious intent. Chen Caixing turned out the window and went out, the fog was shrouded outside, the vegetation was in a hurry, flowers of various colors were blooming, and that gaze stared at him vaguely.
Can't help but follow by feeling.
It was a small road, and soon it reached the edge of the cliff, and before the eyes dissipated, it came from the bottom of the cliff. Chen Caixing sat everywhere. The cliff was not very high, with flowers and vines hanging down, and there was a platform underneath. It was not a forbidden place, it was very common.
After thinking about it, Chen Caixing jumped down decisively, grabbed the flower vine and fell down, and easily jumped to the platform.
"Black eggs?"
"Good goose?"
Called twice, no response. Is not it? Chen Caixing recalled his eyes just now, the kind of joy that contained eager and secret rubbing, and he was about to throw himself into his arms almost in the next second, much like his own black egg. The two of them were father and son, and when the black egg couldn't speak, Chen Caixing There is a tacit understanding of the goose.
But quietly.
The flower vine swayed and attracted people, Chen Caixing took two steps, and the flower vine swayed and dropped something. Chen Caixing picked it up and saw that it was a small bundle of broken flowers, tied into a small bow, like a gift to the door.
Not in a hurry to open the bag, Chen Caixing lifted the flower vine, there was a small hole, the hole was the size of a basketball, and it was absolutely impossible for people to get in. From the hole, you could vaguely see a white fluffy tail, as if because of Too fat, squeezing the flesh and drilling into it.
Chen Caixing: …
The burden was taken apart, a yellowed heart method, a bright ring, Chen Caixing touched it and found it was the mustard seed space, without knowing the owner, it was full of treasures, and there was a Shiquan Dabu pill (black) with paw prints. Painted big balls).
The ball was pushed in by the claw and rolled in, and it was also stained with a few white hairs.
"It looks like it was stolen from somewhere." Chen Caixing muttered, "Could it be that you stole from your father? Could it be that Yuan Jiuwan is some kind of monster this time?"
Chen Caixing, who is a big or small monster, doesn't know. It's been almost a year. Goose and Yuan Jiuwan haven't appeared yet. Chen Caixing wondered, but he knew that the chance would not come, otherwise the fluffy white ass would not put things down and leave immediately.
He put the things in the backpack and didn't intend to use them. He grabbed the vine up with one hand, and then the vine broke.
broken! ! !
It stands to reason that even if the vines are broken, Chen Caixing can climb up with the cultivation technique.
He woke up again and entered a valley. He didn't fall to his death. Instead, he stepped on some barrier and entered a mysterious and mysterious cave. The cave was very dark. Chen Caixing took out a flashlight and entered with the light. The deeper he went, the smell became cloudy, with a strong aroma.
There are white scales on the ground, the color is bright white, and the texture is hard.
Chen Caixing brushed the night dragon goose and knew what it was.
The scales of the dragon are not the dinosaurs of Xihuan, but the dragons in Chinese mythology.