Chapter 259 Martial Arts Obsession Attribute? The Rabbits' Invitation, Birthday Also Destruction Day, The Ribit Clan
True spiritual practice was an experience Qin Fang had never had before.
He was completely immersed in the process of chopping and swinging the knife, constantly familiarizing himself with and mastering the techniques of exerting force.
Source energy was a power he had never encountered before, and it was not easy to match it perfectly. He tried again and again, gradually losing himself in it.
Until a certain moment...
[You are now in the 'Interview Space' at 23:59:00. You will be automatically removed from the interview space in one minute. Please be prepared.]
The sudden reminder jolted Qin Fang back to his senses.
Then he was somewhat bewildered, even somewhat incredulous...
Unbeknownst to me, more than ten hours had passed?!
Glug glug...
When he came to his senses, his stomach started growling.
At the same time, fatigue surged up like a tide, making him feel the depletion of his physical strength.
He was dumbfounded.
"I also have the attribute of a martial arts fanatic?"
After obtaining the manual, he entered the interview space, read through the manual and practiced the initial techniques, and regulated his source energy, which took him about five or six hours. Then he just kept slashing and chopping, familiarizing himself with the power exertion method of the 'Nine Slashes of Xun Wind, First Level'.
In other words...
He swung his sword for at least eighteen hours.
It hasn't stopped yet!
During the process, I neither eat, sleep, nor drink...
If he is still an energy being, that's understandable.
But he is made of flesh and blood now!
How could you not have noticed at all?
This amazed him.
But now that I've come to my senses, I do feel hungry.
"Oh no, there's no time! I can't cook in the interview space anymore. Otherwise, I'll have to wait half an hour..."
Thinking to himself, "The time has come," he disappeared in a flash of white light.
...
Suddenly finding himself in the Mushroom House, Qin Fang was stunned for a moment, looked around, and then gave a wry smile.
...I never imagined I had such a martial arts fanatic attribute?
When practicing cultivation, one can completely forget about time?
"But this progress... is indeed significant!"
Qin Fang's eyes flashed, and he lightly swung the long sword in his hand.
call out!
The blade sliced through the air as fast as a gust of wind, leaving a trail of light in the air!
...This is the result of his complete immersion in it for more than ten hours.
I'm completely familiar with the techniques for generating power!
Including the operation of source energy, it has become more intuitive, and the control over it has increased immeasurably compared to before.
After all, the power exertion of the Xunfeng Nine Slashes requires the cooperation of source energy, and in this process, it also needs to be combined with movement techniques, which also require the cooperation of source energy.
This comprehensive training is far more effective than the training Qin Fang received by simply sitting cross-legged on the ground and circulating his source energy!
This heightened sense of perception gave Qin Fang a feeling of eagerness to try it out, a strong urge to cut something with his knife...
"However, if we want to see actual combat, we'll have to wait at least three months..."
"The actual combat will begin three months later."
Qin Fang took a deep breath, suppressing the eagerness in his heart.
"Although I've become much more proficient, I haven't even fully mastered the first level yet."
"According to the manual, the sign of completing the first level is three times the number of strikes before the first strike."
"Right now, according to the manual, I can only make a little over two slashes per second... I can't make a complete slash on the third time."
The two slashes represent the process of drawing the sword, swinging it, sheathing it, and then swinging it again.
A normal person is already doing very well if they can complete a single slash in one second.
But Qin Fang's genes were enhanced, he had the help of source energy, and he also had special power exertion techniques... which allowed him to unleash a second strike.
But the third cut still couldn't be completed.
...
Qin Fang let out a soft breath, sheathed his long sword, and checked the time.
There's still half an hour left...
I'm a little hungry.
But he is now a flesh and blood body, and only puppet bodies can freely use the ingredients in the panel. As for flesh and blood bodies... it's better to cook them thoroughly before eating.
He shook his head, stretched his tired body, pushed open the door, and went out.
[They're out! They're out!]
[He's from out of town!]
As soon as he stepped outside, he heard a chattering sound. Qin Fang was startled and saw the translation on the panel.
He looked up and saw a group of little rabbits outside the mushroom house, looking in his direction.
While Qin Fang was still in a daze, he heard the little rabbits whispering to each other.
He disappeared yesterday after leaving the village chief's house.
[Just got back today!]
Qin Fang frowned slightly.
So the issue with the interview space was finally exposed?
But he couldn't hide this from the truth.
Whether he's sleeping or practicing meditation, he only feels truly at ease in the interview space.
And he also had to accept guidance from the village elder, Old Rabbit.
What could he do?
Just thinking...
Thank goodness I'm back! I made it just in time!
"Hmm, Toto, why don't you go talk to him?"
I wonder if he can understand... The village chief's grandmother said that what he says is different from what we say...
Two larger rabbits were whispering to each other not far away.
Qin Fang was taken aback.
What's the meaning?
Did we just make it in time?
What happened?
It seems these little rabbits came to see me because they need something.
Just then, the rabbits made their decision, and a small white rabbit, about half the height of a person, hopped over to Qin Fang.
Qin lowered his gaze and looked over, then recognized...
Isn't this the little rabbit that was the first to talk to him when he first arrived in this instance?
Is it 'Toto'?
Hey stranger, my dad and his family want to invite you to our annual Resurrection Day. Would you like to join us?
Its ruby-pure eyes revealed an expectant inquiry.
Qin Fang was stunned.
Recovery Day?
this……
Is it their festival?
He subconsciously turned his head to look, and then saw the little rabbits looking at him expectantly.
Turning his head, he saw some grumpy rabbits in the distance also looking in his direction. When they saw him, they all gave him friendly smiles and nodded.
After thinking for a moment, Qin Fang looked at the expectant 'Toto' and nodded.
He then said, "It is my honor."
What are those outsiders saying? I can't understand them! Just like what the village chief said...
But he seemed to understand what we were saying; he nodded. A nod means he agreed, right?
[Yay! ~~Resurrection Day! Resurrection Day! ~]
The little rabbits suddenly cheered.
Clearly, Qin Fang's agreement made them all very happy.
...It seems that even different races share some common customs.
For example, nodding means agreeing, and shaking your head means disagreeing...
Qin Fang was surprised to realize this only after seeing the rabbits' conversation.
...That's strange.
After all, the distance between Planet Ribit and Earth is unknown. How did they manage to achieve such uniformity in their body language?
This matter...upon closer reflection, seems to involve a very deep connection...
Qin Fang thought to himself.
Suddenly, he realized that Toto was still standing in front of him, looking at him expectantly.
Qin Fang was stunned for a moment, then laughed and cried at the same time, and reached out to rub Toto's head.
The little rabbit named Toto immediately squinted comfortably, and its ears twitched incessantly.
Ah! How cunning! Toto's gotten that stranger to pat his head again!
[The village chief said we're not allowed to come and bother outsiders so often! Toto is so cunning!]
The little rabbits were furious.
Then they all looked at Qin Fang expectantly.
Helpless, Qin Fang lowered his hand and could only pat the head of the little rabbit that had come closer.
At this moment, all the little rabbits gathered around.
Qin Fang had no choice but to approach them one by one...
Fortunately, although these little rabbits all wanted Qin Fang to pat their heads, they were also very sensible. After being patted, they watched from a distance and did not line up again...
Otherwise, Qin Fang wouldn't have to do anything.
After all the rabbits had touched their heads, they hopped and skipped away to play in the mountains.
Qin Fang lowered his hand.
He paused for a moment, then fell silent.
...No, that's not how you pass on a message, is it?
They invited me to some kind of Resurrection Day... but what's the specific time?
"It seems the training is going quite well?"
Just then, the old rabbit's kind voice rang out.
Qin Fang turned his head and saw Old Rabbit walking over from not far away.
"Village Chief." He was surprised for a moment, then bowed respectfully.
...This old rabbit is a deity. At the same time, it was also his guide on the path of cultivation.
Regardless of whether the Myriad Realms Battle Domain is behind this.
But Qin Fang still remembered this kindness.
"The Day of Resurrection... is actually the day the Pure Land was established."
The old rabbit smiled kindly at him before suddenly speaking.
The day the Pure Land was established?
Qin Fang was stunned for a moment, but then his expression changed slightly.
That's just...
"Yes, just as you thought... The day the Pure Land is established will also be the day my race is completely destroyed."
A hint of sadness flashed across the old rabbit's cloudy eyes, but it quickly disappeared: "But for the people in the Pure Land, the Day of Resurrection is indeed a good day... because the people have finally been freed from war and strife."
"Moreover... the past was filled with suffering, but people always have to look forward. So that day was designated as the Resurrection Day, where we will commemorate our ancestors and then celebrate the birth of the Pure Land... Today is the day. There will be a bonfire party tonight. If you're interested, you can come and see."
After the village chief finished speaking with a smile, he waved his hand, then walked away with his hands behind his back.
Qin Fang was stunned for a moment.
Doomsday...
Recovery Day...
A day when destruction and rebirth intersect.
He actually became quite interested.
I plan to go check it out later.
...
After enduring half an hour, Qin Fang entered the interview space again, but this time it was a modern office.
We got some food, which finally satisfied our hunger.
Then Qin Fang rested for a while and then left.
I'm planning to check out the Rebit Tribe's Resurrection Day.
...
The grumpy rabbits got busy. Starting from noon, Qin Fang saw grumpy rabbits bustling around the village in front of the mushroom house.
In the very center of the village was a huge open space where they set up a bonfire, and the aroma of delicious food filled the village... mostly various kinds of mushrooms, grass, or fruit.
Clearly, the Ribit people are all vegetarians.
Even so, the variety of novel fruits and mushrooms made into delicious dishes left Qin Fang overwhelmed with delight.
"Hey, stranger, welcome to our annual Revival Day! Let's have a drink tonight! I tried to visit you before, but you weren't here."
Qin Fang's arrival was unexpectedly well-received.
He encountered a grumpy rabbit, which immediately greeted him with a hearty and enthusiastic smile.
The grumpy rabbits around him all looked at him, smiled, and nodded.
There was no sense of rejection whatsoever.
The grumpy rabbit was speaking the language of the Ribit tribe, but Qin Fang had a translator.
"Hello……"
Such enthusiasm made Qin Fang a little uncomfortable, so he could only greet him with a smile.
"I can't understand your language, but the old village chief said you can understand what I'm saying, right?"
Qin Fang paused for a moment, then nodded.
"Just as I thought... Now that you're staying in our village, you're part of our village. If you need anything, feel free to let us know. I may not have much else, but I'm quite strong, so I can help out with small things!"
The grumpy rabbit laughed heartily.
Qin Fang was stunned, and then could only nod.
"Okay, feel free to browse around. I'll go take care of something. I have a lot to do today!"
After saying that, the grumpy rabbit carried the firewood and went back to work.
Qin Fang looked on curiously.
During the process, several more grumpy rabbits came and started chatting with him.
Everyone was very enthusiastic and friendly.
This made Qin Fang sigh...
The Rebits seem to be a very peace-loving race.
But they were forced into this situation by the Battle Domain of Ten Thousand Races...
He couldn't help but recall the grumpy rabbit from other instances.
Those bloodshot eyes, that imposing body, that ferocious expression…
This formed a stark contrast with the Ribit people in front of them.
Losing one's mind...
All they know is killing...
This is what happened after the 'World Crystal' of the Land of Fallen Boundaries was breached.
Qin Fang couldn't imagine what a gentle girl like Qin Yue would look like after transforming into a hideous, disheveled, and utterly irrational monster...
It's also unimaginable to see the headmistress of Cihe Hospital with a gloomy face and a fierce look in her eyes...
He certainly didn't want that to happen.
He pursed his lips...
You must strive to become a god!
No matter what, the Earth must not be destroyed!
...
Qin Fang later helped out as well, setting up campfires and transporting food.
After it got completely dark, someone lit a bonfire, and then the old village chief appeared on the high platform they had built.
The old village chief chanted a prayer in the language of the Ribit tribe on the high platform... Although it was translated, the translation was poor and looked very rudimentary.
Qin Fang believes that this lacks a certain artistic conception.
This is just like the beauty of Chinese poetry and literature.
"I searched for him a thousand times in the crowd, then suddenly turning around, I found him where the lights were dim..."
How beautiful!
But if translated directly into English, it would most likely be something like, "I searched everywhere for him but couldn't find him. Then I turned around and there he was, under the streetlight..."
Qin Fang estimates that many languages probably possess similar aesthetic beauty.
Therefore, translations still need polishing.
An excellent translator and a translator who can be easily understood will produce completely different meanings.
The panel clearly belongs to the latter... This can be seen from the translation of the Xunfeng Nine Slashes Manual.
The wording is very superficial.
But that's a secret manual; the simpler it is, the easier it is to understand.
But a memorial text... should have an aesthetic beauty within it.
...
After the ancestral worship ceremony, the grumpy rabbits began to dance and sing around the campfire. Their dance was graceful and agile, and the little rabbits sang a Ribite folk song, accompanied by the adults playing distinctive musical instruments. The dance was captivating, and the songs were melodious... Music truly transcends borders and races.
Qin Fang was also pulled into it by them. At first, he was observing, but gradually he relaxed, showed a happy smile, and joined in.
After dancing, they started eating.
Although the lack of meat diminishes the flavor by half, the various mushroom dishes of the Ribit tribe are still a great enjoyment.
They also have a mushroom wine that is said to be naturally grown in a type of mushroom. It has a rich wine flavor with the unique fresh sweetness of mushrooms, and tastes quite good.
After a few drinks, Qin Fang started to get flushed.
Then he put his arm around the shoulders of the grumpy rabbits and started calling them brothers...
Carefree laughter mingled with the rising flames of the campfire.
A gentle breeze blows, and clouds drift lightly.
This pure land is peaceful and serene.
Its birth, however, was accompanied by the destruction of a much larger world...
Countless Ribits in the Normal, Hard, Hell, and Abyss dungeons are fighting against billions of races with bloodshot eyes and ferocious faces.
I wonder how many years this will last...
(End of this chapter)
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