Chapter 112 Game Seminar: The 112th Day of Game Making...
With the show about to begin, Yuan Yi naturally wanted to keep these two excellent audience members entertained.
Moreover, she also wanted to try. Could it be that following the will of Heaven and seizing a sliver of life from the Heavenly Dao really cannot coexist? Isn't the Heavenly Dao's fifty, which extends to forty-nine, also a kind of Heavenly Dao rule?
Yuan Yi met Laozi's calm gaze and they smiled at each other. He then turned to see Tongtian and Yuanshi, the two brothers still bickering. Tongtian's unhappiness was written all over his face, while Yuanshi remained his usual stern and unsmiling demeanor, though the force in his fingertips was evident in his whisk.
Although there are conflicts, they are just clashes in daily life philosophy. At most, they just bicker and quarrel. They still live on Kunlun Mountain, and the brotherhood between them remains the same. They just have some minor squabbles with each other in daily life.
So vibrant, so adorable, even their conflicts only escalate to verbal squabbles, and are always suppressed by their elder brother, the father.
It's unimaginable that the three brothers from the Primordial Era were ultimately forced to swallow the Red Pill and become controlled by others.
Thinking of this, Yuan Yi felt a pang of sadness, but she quickly composed herself, determined that this time she would not go that far.
These emotions came and went quickly; apart from Tongtian, none of the others noticed the change in Yuan Yi's facial expression.
Tongtian quietly approached and asked in a low voice, "Are you angry? Because of what happened earlier?"
Why are you acting like a thief? Yuan Yi helplessly pushed Tongtian away slightly: "Can't we just use the chat box?"
After all these years, why does Tongtian still like to whisper in her ear? With so many people watching, wouldn't using a chat box be faster and more convenient, and would also avoid this kind of inexplicable embarrassment?
"It's just a habit." Tongtian's expression remained unchanged. Fellow Daoist Yuanyi was right in front of him, so why bother opening the game and sending messages again?
Besides, they're both open and honest, what's wrong with asking? It's perfectly normal to care about a friend. Unconsciously, Tongtian moved closer to Yuanyi.
"Tell me what's bothering you, and I'll definitely help you take care of it!"
“No need.” Under the scrutiny of the two men, Yuan Yi resolutely refused. “I need to see how Kong Xuan and the others have learned so far. We’re about to begin.”
She pointed towards the gates of the Tushita Palace, where the rising sun cast its light across the center. From afar, one could see what appeared to be people lingering in the clouds, waiting to visit the Tushita Palace.
Since he was going to use Laozi's Daoist temple to discuss the Dao with newly acquainted Daoist friends, Kong Xuan made it clear to his senior master Laozi early in the morning that the time, place, and approximate number of people were arranged.
Lao Tzu also found the novel format of these young people discussing and exploring the Dao and games with each other interesting, and since he had just accepted a new disciple, he agreed to the matter.
It is sunrise today.
Kong Xuan was the first to enter and greet the elders at the head of the table. Then came Guang Chengzi, Yun Zhongzi, and others, who soon occupied the eastern positions in groups of two or three.
They had all come at the invitation of the master, and thought it would just be disciples of the same generation exchanging teachings. Although they were slightly surprised to see their senior uncles and elder brothers, they still respectfully bowed to the master under the guidance of Guang Chengzi.
For a moment, only the sound of breathing could be heard in the Tushita Palace; it was extremely quiet.
Even Tongtian, sitting at the head of the table, couldn't help but yawn. Such an impolite gesture naturally earned him a glare from Yuanshi. However, with so much to worry about, Tongtian was already immune to such looks.
However, the Tushita Palace soon became lively. First, several disciples, including Duobao Jinling, Wudang Guiling, and others, entered one by one. Although the atmosphere became slightly subtle, it remained very quiet in front of their master.
Under the sunlight, Zhao Gongming rode his black tiger in the lead, followed by hundreds of people who chattered and laughed, their ears sticking out and their tails trailing behind, squeezing into the Tushita Palace like a long string of sardines.
In an instant, the previously empty Tushita Palace was filled to the brim. Moreover, because the conversation was going on so seriously, Zhao Gongming, who was in charge, was even talking to his sister about which cliff they should go to forge their bodies another day.
He kept turning around to talk, completely oblivious to how many people were in the Tushita Palace. It wasn't until Bixiao sensed something was wrong that she patted her brother, who was so oblivious to his surroundings, on the shoulder.
Zhao Gongming was startled, pulling Black Tiger along: "Master, Uncle-Master, what are you doing here?!"
Black Tiger was grabbed by Zhao Gongming, his upper body dangling in the air. The Three Immortal Sisters of Sanxiao couldn't help but cover their faces, wondering if this was the time to marvel at their masters' presence.
Hurry up and pay your respects, Master Yuanshi is still standing up there.
Seeing that Yuanshi's face had turned pale, Zhao Gongming finally reacted, hurriedly leading his disciples to pay respects to their senior uncles and elder brothers. The strange and grotesque figures behind him were staggering and in complete disarray.
Even the Tushita Palace couldn't accommodate the endless stream of disciples.
Laozi sighed deeply; his cave dwelling had never seen so many people before. With a wave of his long sleeves, the cave dwelling, originally several hundred feet in size, expanded rapidly until its boundaries were no longer visible. The disciples outside entered one after another, yet there was no congestion; in fact, there was some order.
At this moment, Kong Xuan brought Zhao Gongming to apologize: "It was because I failed to ascertain the number of people who came here to discuss the Dao, thus disturbing my master's cultivation."
Zhao Gongming stammered, "This time it was indeed my fault... I didn't think things through. I thought it was Kong Xuan coming to the Tushita Palace to explain the game strategy, but I misunderstood..."
Zhao Gongming couldn't continue speaking. Now, his foolish act had become known throughout Kunlun, from his senior brothers and uncles to the newly initiated disciples.
Even though Kong Xuan had only invited a few of them to discuss the Dao, he subconsciously assumed that Mr. Kong, being a well-known strategy guide creator, must want to share new strategies.
As a loyal senior brother, when he had a good opportunity to share a crafting guide, he certainly couldn't forget his fellow students, so he brought them all over at once.
But who would have thought that at a gathering of disciples, senior uncles, senior brothers, and the newly arrived senior Yuan Yi would all be sitting at the top?
Zhao Gongming was on the verge of tears. What was originally just a minor embarrassment among his peers had now turned into a complete disgrace to his elders and the Chan Sect. Who knew how much his senior brother Duobao would discipline him when they returned?
Seeing his disciple's silly look, Tongtian helplessly covered his eyes.
He whispered closer to Yuan Yi: "You said that the courses in the game that increase wisdom are useful in real life?" Tongtian spoke without any pretense, clearly wanting to give Zhao Gongming a boost in strength as well.
Yuan Yi tilted his head slightly: "After all, it's just a game, and the effect varies from person to person."
To achieve better experimental results, the lessons in the game were recorded together by her and Kong Xuan. If you watch them carefully, you will definitely gain something from them.
However, it's uncertain in what areas the gains will come.
Seeing that he wasn't punished on the spot, Yuan Yi happily ran towards his senior brother, Zhao Gongming. In his excitement, he slapped Duobao's teacup, causing Duobao's shoulder to buckle due to the excessive force, and even his face to contort.
But Zhao Gongming was completely oblivious and remained cheerful: "Senior Brother is here really early. Luckily, Senior Brother took this spot first, otherwise we fellow disciples wouldn't know where to go."
As he spoke, he patted Duobao a few more times without hesitation. This time, Duobao was on guard and did not lose his composure as he had the first time. He simply pulled Zhao Gongming behind him and said, "I was just fulfilling my duty as the eldest brother."
Good heavens, Duobao is about to turn evil; it feels like black lilies will bloom all over his back in the next second.
However, Duobao's frustration did not last long, although things had become somewhat awkward due to Zhao Gongming's interference.
But since we're already here, even though there are more people, we still need to get down to business.
Under Kong Xuan's arrangement, the two distinct groups, including Duobao and Guangchengzi, were now seated at the same table. Their initial disdain and hostility had vanished, replaced by earnestness and seriousness as they awaited Kong Xuan's opening remarks.
The three celestial beings on the stage also became serious. What exactly happened? How could they be so united, even putting aside their past conflicts?
Tongtian pricked up his ears, only to hear Kong Xuan say solemnly, "We have gathered here today to explore how to use the current simulation gameplay to join Kunlun Mountain."
"?" Tongtian slowly typed a question mark. He wasn't being serious at all. He even borrowed his elder brother's cave dwelling, but in the end, it was just for the sake of joining Kunlun in the game.
Tongtian was puzzled and greatly confused. He felt that joining Kunlun was an easy and simple matter that could be accomplished effortlessly.
"Did you pass?" Yuan Yi's casual question completely shattered Tongtian's confidence.
Because the difficulty level was set too high, even if Tongtian got a free Heavenly Card like Duobao, he was still stuck on how to break the Qingping Sword.
How could a disciple who has just ascended Kunlun Mountain break Tongtian's Qingping Sword? If he really did that, wouldn't he be deliberately provoking Tongtian and courting death? Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal might not be able to do that, yet Tongtian used it to make things difficult for the disciples in the game.
But Tongtian certainly couldn't contradict himself and admit that the difficulty level was set too high.
He stubbornly insisted, "This is just the standard for excellent performance. For ordinary performance, you just need to avoid my sword once. It's very simple."
Yuan Yi smiled without saying a word. How could those proud and arrogant disciples of the great sects stop at simply passing the level? If they were going to do it, they would do it to the best of their ability. They couldn't afford to show any weakness in front of their opponents.
Otherwise, everyone else will have excellent completion records, and you'll be the only one with an average record, which will be embarrassing to admit.
As expected.
The disciples below were already having a heated discussion about passing the test.
"During the simulation, you don't need to go to Kunlun first. You can find the Kunpeng in the Southern Sea and have a chance to have a serendipitous encounter. Each time, you may get a different treasure," Duobao said.
Yun Zhongzi added: "I've tried this. There's also a Blood Lake more than three thousand miles to the east, where the Styx Ancestor and his Asura clan live. If you befriend them, you have a chance to obtain the Blood Sea Essence, which will enhance your strength but will cause you to lose your mind. You must not take them to the option of becoming disciples with your master, otherwise your master will despise them as filthy things and throw them far away."
"Haha, is there such a thing?" Zhao Gongming scratched his head. "I dug up his lotus flower in the Blood Sea, ate it, and gained strength. My master didn't blame me; he just slashed me with his sword."
"There is a seven-colored flower at the foot of Buzhou Mountain. It can protect the human race for a hundred years and can be picked. If you do not go to Kunlun and live out your days here, you can be worshipped by the human race."
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The disciples below the stage were recounting the different treasures they had obtained and the game's endings over the past few days, and Tongtian's eyes were practically shining as he listened.
So there are so many ways to play? Why does he make him throw his disciples into his own sword every time they're trained? He definitely has to try it out after the event!
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Author's note: Thank you, my little angels! [pat on the head]
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