Chapter 6 There Are No Stray Dogs in the World

Late at night, the light in the house was dim.

On an American night with the moonlight as cold as ice, Lin Luo couldn't sleep. He got out of the quilt, folded the quilt, smoothed the sheets, and climbed out of bed in an orderly manner.

He went to the next door mine and knocked on the door thirteen times. Finally, he found that Xie Ding was not asleep either, so they went out for a walk together.

There was nothing much to see in Lingxiao Sect anymore. There were only broken walls and ruins everywhere. Xie Ding couldn't figure out what Lin Luo wanted to do by waking him up in the middle of the night to go out for a walk.

He was in a very angry mood right now, and Lin Luo had better not give him the opportunity to curse.

Lin Luo's mood was very complicated.

He looked up at the bright moon in the sky, then lowered his head and thought about the simplicity and beauty of his modern life.

It doesn't seem that great. I work overtime every day and have no time to go out and look at the moon. The world of cultivation is still better.

However, he ate quite well in modern times. The small noodle shop in front of the company was quite delicious. Although I don’t know how much MSG was added to make passing dogs avoid the noodle shop, it was really delicious, especially when it was almost time to get off work. However, there was not even a noodle shop in the village at the foot of Lingxiao Sect Mountain.

Also, when he usually cooks at home, he only needs to click twice on his phone, and the delivery man will bring the vegetables to his door in an hour. Although the price is three or four times more expensive than buying them in the supermarket and the ingredients he always gets are the least fresh, the bones of the last ribs he ordered before coming here were black, but it is really convenient and time-saving. However, now he can only go to the foot of the mountain to buy vegetables and then climb the mountain to go home.

There are so many dishes in modern recipe apps that he is always overwhelmed by the choices. Sometimes he has no time to cook and ends up ordering takeout. Now he can only cook whatever dish he can remember, and he may not get it right. Fortunately, the recipes are really reliable. Although he always forgets to add something, the taste is still good, better than the fried pork with fat he saw in the village a few days ago.

...After thinking about it, it seems that it is not good to live next to a village without internet access. It doesn't seem good to think this way. The village has no subjective consciousness, and it is not the village that cannot access the internet. Lin Luo feels that he has become worse.

He has lost the mentality of being content with what he has and living a happy and happy life.

Although it was really hard to have a meal like this and be hunted by others, it was normal for people to change. However, Lin Luo still felt that he had changed too much.

A white dress fluttered under the bright moon. The wind came from nowhere, making the clothes sway like the ups and downs of his mood.

"I killed someone."

Lin Luo's face had a very sad expression.

He killed someone, and he is no longer the ordinary game player he used to be. Now he is a cold-blooded and ruthless person. Well, his mood swings are very big now, so he can't be considered a cold-blooded and ruthless shark.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

What cold and heartless words these are.

Lin Luo turned around in horror and looked at Xie Ding. The shark hand was next to him?

Xie Ding rolled his eyes at Lin Luo: "You killed someone yesterday and you only realized it today. Are you still a sword cultivator?"

"What does this have to do with whether I'm a sword cultivator or not? Do sword cultivators have to be very good at killing people?"

"Isn't this nonsense? You don't even know how to kill people. What are you learning?"

Learn sword skills!

Xie Ding definitely wouldn't understand what was said.

Lin Luo was a little worried about how to explain it to him.

"The sword cultivators in our sect first learn this technique. The sect is a place to learn techniques. The main thing we learn is how to control others, how to inflict damage on them, and to what extent, whether to hit one person or many people. We don't learn to kill people."

"That's too perverted. He wants to control others? How far do he have to go in fighting? He must be very careful not to kill people directly. Isn't it enough to just give them a quick death?"

Xie Ding's eyes conveyed strong condemnation.

Lin Luo continued to explain: "No, it's like this. It's mainly because I'm so bad at learning that I need to learn these techniques to see how powerful they are. That's why I need to use control to assist in my attacks. If I master the skills, no, the techniques, then I can -"

Wait, what can I do?

Xie Ding helped him complete the rest of the sentence: "You can just kill people directly."

Lin Luo was horrified.

So this is what sword cultivators are like...

But in fact, there didn't seem to be anything surprising. The path of sword cultivation was originally based on combat. He had killed many NPCs when he was playing games and completing missions.

So, now, it is normal for him to kill people.

No, he still can't adapt...

"No, I'd better not do sword repair."

Lin Luo considered this matter seriously.

"I'm not saying you're too slow to react. Do you want me to help you recall how many people you killed yesterday?"

The devil's whispers rang in Lin Luo's ears.

The world of cultivation is so cruel.

Xie Ding continued, "You should quickly adapt to the fact that you have arrived in the world of cultivation."

Lin Luo felt something was wrong: "How do you know I'm not from the cultivation world?"

"If you were a cultivator, would you say something like that?" Xie Ding rolled his eyes at him again. "What's wrong with being a sword cultivator? At least you weren't the one who got killed."

"Will it be easy to get killed as a talisman cultivator?"

When Xie Ding heard him ask this, he looked up at the sky.

The moonlight is the same as before.

The moon on the fifteenth day of the lunar month is very round.

He said to Lin Luo, "Do you know? Originally, there were no independent cultivators in this world, just like there were no stray dogs in this world."

Lin Luo scratched his head and said sincerely, "I don't know. Why weren't there any stray dogs in the world?"

"Then forget it if you don't know."

Xie Ding turned around and left in anger.

In fact, this matter is not that difficult to think about. After a while, Lin Luo thought of the answer himself.

There were no dogs in the world originally. Dogs only came into being after wolves were domesticated by humans. Therefore, stray dogs must have been abandoned by humans, or their original owners are no longer around, so they wander around.

As for independent cultivators, learning magic techniques is not as easy as it is in the game.

Lin Luo can upgrade his skills to the maximum level by completing a few tasks and killing a few NPCs, but it is different for cultivators in the world of cultivation. They must learn little by little to master the techniques and skills, and they need to find someone or a god to teach them.

It is obvious that Xie Ding once had someone who taught him the knowledge of talisman cultivation techniques, but now there is no such person.

Fu Xiu is easy to be killed, so if Lin Luo's guess is correct, then Xie Ding is really miserable.

How about making him a few more bowls of braised pork tomorrow?

I might as well go down the mountain and find someone to buy some pork, but not the fatty kind.

When he went down the mountain, he also took a look at Qi Daofei. It seemed that the medicine Qi Daofei was taking had no effect and he looked very miserable.

Of course, it hasn't been long yet, so it's normal that there is no effect.

I wonder how everyone in Xie Ding's original sect left. Was it like this? Or was it more peaceful? It seems that being a talisman cultivator is not a good choice.

After all, after this negotiation, he might not come to kill them again, right?

Qi Daofei was also thinking this.

He doesn't want to do it anymore.

Why can other fellow disciples die peacefully, but he is the only one who gets stabbed all over and has to endure such bitter things?

He tried to hint to the mortal who was guarding him with his eyes dozens of times. Once, he obviously found that the mortal must have understood something from his eyes, and she came very close to look into his eyes.

As a result, after the mortal looked at his eyes, he actually gave him more bitter food to eat, and said something like "How pitiful, even his eyes are damaged."

Heh, mortal, sooner or later he will make this ignorant mortal pay the price... Forget it, he will never come to this kind of hellhole place again in his next life.

He has decided to go to the next life now.

After returning to the sect after committing suicide, facing the concern of fellow disciples and the care of teachers, Qi Daofei waved his hand with a haggard face and said, "I quit."

"I decided to turn over a new leaf and be a good person, and never do such things again."

Everyone in the Buxu Sect was shocked.

What made him become like this when he was shooting birds, abusing cats, fighting cocks and killing dogs a few days ago?

Qi Daofei's master was particularly surprised: "What's wrong with you? Why have you become like this? Where are your ideals? Where are your ambitions? Where is your determination? How can you be content to be a good person?"

"Stop, Master, aren't we from the righteous sect?"

"Of course we are a righteous sect," Qi Daofei's master paused, "but I'm not a righteous person."

Is this something you can say to your apprentice? Qi Daofei secretly complained.

"No, in your situation, I have to find someone to take a look."

Qi Daofei's master reported the matter to his master.

Qi Daofei's master's master was also surprised when he heard about it.

"Those two unknown people actually have the ability to change people's ways?"

"Yes, this ability is really too dangerous."

"It's too dangerous. We need to send more people over there."

Qi Daofei's master's master turned around and told his master.

His master stroked his long beard and said in a deep voice, "Is this really true?"

"Yes, it's very dangerous. We need to send more people!"

So Qi Daofei's master's master's master reported the matter to his master.

His master rested his chin on his hands and pondered for a long time. Then he said to him, "This is such a serious matter. We need to hold a meeting."

"Yeah! It's very dangerous! We need to hold more meetings!"

Qi Daofei’s master’s master’s master…’s master submitted a request for a meeting to the Grand Elder.

Three years later, the Grand Elder approved the meeting application.

Five years later, all the elders finally attended the meeting together.

"This matter is too serious. We must hold several more meetings. The head, the supreme elders, and the grand elders must also participate!"

All the elders agreed.

…

Ten years later.

The great great great great great great elder of the Xuan generation of Buxu Sect, the master of Qi Daofei’s master’s master… the master of Qi Daofei, the world’s number one assassin, finally came to Lingxiao Sect.