Ziyang City.

The originally quiet county town has now turned into a Shura field.

Corpses were lying everywhere and blood was flowing like a river.

A city guard soldier collected the bodies of his comrades and piled up the bodies of the enemies to burn them together when the time came.

This battle came quickly and went away quickly.

The fighting was extremely brutal. Most of the county town was destroyed, with ruins everywhere.

City Lord's Mansion.

Wang Sheng, who originally looked like an elegant scholar, was now sitting on the ground weakly.

A long scar appeared on his face, which looked extremely hideous.

The knife cut straight down from the face, almost cutting open the stomach and revealing the internal organs.

"Damn it! I almost thought I had met the King of Hell. Luckily, the King of Hell didn't want me. Haha!"

After regulating his breathing for a long time, Wang Sheng finally recovered and his exhausted internal energy was restored.

Soon, his injuries were relieved and the bleeding stopped.

This is the strength of the martial artists in Gangqi realm, their vitality is extremely tenacious.

He stood up and walked out of the City Lord's Mansion, found four old men lying outside the mansion, and a ferocious look appeared on his face.

"Haha, you four old bastards have finally met your day!"

These four people were the elders of the Sifang Sect who came to attack him. He killed two of them, seriously injured four, and six escaped.

"Traitor, everyone has the right to kill him!"

"You're not dead yet? I hate you!"

"Young Master Wang, spare my life. I am willing to serve you and do your best to serve you!"

"Elder Li"

The four old men had not yet recovered, but when they saw that Wang Sheng was the first to recover, some of them cursed him, some hated him, and some even knelt down and surrendered.

"Old dogs, go to hell!"

Wang Sheng shouted angrily and slapped out four times in succession.

He acted decisively and efficiently, without any hesitation.

“Mercy!”

"Kill me if you have the guts. The Sect Master will avenge me."

"My today is your tomorrow."

When the four old men saw this, they knew there was no room for maneuver and started shouting even more.

"Bang. Bang. Bang."

Then four materialized strands of energy and palm power came out of the body and instantly knocked the four old men to pieces.

Wang Sheng swung his sleeves to shake off the splattered blood to prevent it from getting on himself.

After killing these four old guys, he finally had the leisure to talk about his own experience with the group members.

Chat group.

"Brother Wang, how are you now? Are you okay?"

Su Qing asked with concern.

Oh my god, I thought the matter of Sifang Sect was over, but I didn’t expect this to happen.

"I'm fine, but if I want to fully recover, I'll need at least three to five months."

"After this incident, I think the Sifang Sect will be able to stay quiet for a few years."

"I have to recover from my injury now, so I won't tell you anymore."

"@Hong Kong Wang Xiaobao, son, please take care of yourself in the next few months. I can't help you."

After dealing with the four seriously injured elders of the Sifang Sect, Wang Sheng didn't have too much time to think about Shui Qun.

He still has a lot of things to deal with, the most important of which is healing.

"Ah, Dad, take care of yourself. I will take care of myself."

Upon hearing that his father was so seriously injured and would need three to five months to recover, Wang Xiaobao couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Dad, you have to hold on! If you fall, how can I survive?

"Old Wang, you should go and recover from your injuries. Your health is very important."

"Yes, your son is not a child. He can take care of himself. You should take care of yourself."

"So many of our group members are here, don't worry."

The group members were all worried about him and tried to persuade him.

"Brother Wang, don't worry. If anything happens, we will help you."

"You should go and recover from your injuries."

Su Qing also persuaded.

"Okay, I'll leave my stupid son in the care of you guys. Can you please help me take care of my son?"

"I'm going to log off first. Goodbye everyone!"

Wang Sheng cupped his hands, not caring whether the group members could see it or not.

After thanking everyone, he closed the chat group.

After going offline this time, it may take a long time for him to come back online.

Earth.

Halfway up Yangtian Mountain, the sun is shining brightly.

At the foot of the mountain is a wide river that runs through the city. It is the mother river of Linjiang.

The slowly flowing river, under the sunlight, shimmers like a mirror.

The river water is clear and sparkling with ripples, as dazzling as if inlaid with broken jade.

The autumn wind blows through the forest, leaving behind a sense of desolation and loneliness.

'Yes, it is indeed very spiritual.'

As Su Zichen's autumn scene gradually appeared, Su Qing showed approval.

Although his painting skills are a little immature, for someone of his age, being able to draw a picture clearly is already considered a great talent.

You know, this kid has only been studying with Su Qing for two months.

While Su Zichen was immersed in painting, Su Qing opened the chat group and chatted with the group members for a while.

Even until Wang Sheng went offline, everyone was still sighing.

"Traveling through another world is indeed dangerous. Lao Wang's strength has reached the Gangqi realm, but he almost died on the spot."

"Earth is still the best. Although the masters are not very friendly and there are too many troubles, at least we can still live."

After closing the chat group, Su Qing secretly felt relieved.

Fortunately, he did not travel through time, otherwise he might die one day without knowing it.

Our ancestors were right when they said, it is better to be a dog in peacetime than a man in troubled times!

He had no great ambitions or aspirations. He did not think about doing something big, nor did he think about saving the world, nor did he think about leaving his name in history and being immortal.

Are you kidding? He is just a nobody. What right does he have to worry about the affairs of the masters? Is it his turn? Live your own life well. Isn't it good? Cook your own meals every day, paint a picture when you feel like it, play the erhu and suona, and practice martial arts + Taoism + supernatural powers at night.

By the way, I also teach my little cousin how to draw, go shopping occasionally, and go to the park to listen to the old men bragging.

Such a Buddhist life is so leisurely, free and comfortable! "Brother Qing, I'm done with the painting."

Just as Su Qing was pondering, Su Zichen finally completed his "masterpiece".

He cheered loudly, interrupting Su Qing's thoughts.

Su Qing came back to his senses and looked at his painting. The background was a golden forest with distinct layers.

There is a prosperous city at the foot of the mountain, forming a sharp contrast between the mountain and the foot of the mountain.

The overall idea is good.

"Not bad, I can give you 65 points, barely passing."

"You didn't handle this well. This is how it should be."

After a general observation, Su Qing began to point out his shortcomings one by one and told him the correct method.

As for children, they should be praised when it is time to praise them and taught when it is time to teach them.

Do not undermine his self-confidence, nor let him become proud.

"Yeah, after what you said, Brother Qing, I now understand everything."

After listening to Su Qing's explanation, Su Zichen suddenly realized and felt that he benefited a lot.

In the past, when he attended lectures, he usually only had a vague understanding of what was said.

Now, after practice, I find that I do have many shortcomings.

"Okay, that's all for today's lecture. When you go back, think more and reflect more, so that you can improve your painting skills."

After taking a look at the sky, it was around four or five in the afternoon, so Su Qing asked him to go home.

Today's first outdoor sketching class was generally successful.

"I will hang this painting at home so that my parents and sister can see my masterpiece."

Su Zichen quickly and carefully put away the painting and said proudly.

"Well, this can be considered your first work. It is indeed very memorable."

Su Qing patted his little head and said, "Just make your own decision."

The two packed up and went down the mountain. Su Qing first sent him back to the gate of Century City before returning home.

After dinner, Su Qing sat on the sofa drinking tea and thinking in his mind.

Almost three months had passed since he had the chat group encounter.

His life has undergone earth-shaking changes that he had never dared to imagine before.

I used to write novels and earn three to five thousand yuan a month by attending classes full-time, which was barely enough to make ends meet.

He lived in a rented house, ate fast food and instant noodles, smoked soft drinkers at 7 yuan per pack, drank Coke at 3 yuan per bottle, and basically walked when he went out.

Only on the day when the manuscript fee was issued did I have money to have a good meal and buy a pack of Jipin Jinsheng cigarettes for 25 yuan.

Although such days were not extremely hard, we could still live without starving to death.

There is no future, no later, just live one day at a time.

Maybe one day I’ll get sick and have no money to treat it, and I’ll die in this rental house.

Now, everything is different.

I bought a house in the county and built a small country villa in my hometown in the countryside.

I also have a car for transportation. Although it’s not that good, it’s presentable at least.

The balance in the bank card has also increased, from three digits before to eight digits now, totaling more than 40 million yuan.

I usually cook my own meals, which are fresh, clean and hygienic. I can buy whatever I want to eat.

The quality of cigarettes also improved, from the 7 yuan soft Jinsheng to the 100 yuan Jinsheng China Red.

However, Su Qing is slowly reducing the amount of smoking.

When I was sitting in front of the computer thinking about the plot, I could even finish two packs a day.

I smoke less now, sometimes even not at all, and I can last two or three days with a pack of cigarettes.

But Su Qing never thought about quitting smoking. Why should he destroy his personal hobby?

The nicotine in cigarettes will not affect his health, so there is no need to quit!

There are also 2.505 tons of gold and a box of jewelry and jade worth four or five hundred million yuan in the personal space.

It can be said that even if Su Qing lay down and did nothing for the rest of his life, this money would be enough for him to spend.

This is just a superficial change, or in terms of life.

In addition, he also learned lv4 proficiency level 'Musical Instrument' skill, lv3 proficiency level 'Painting', lv3 proficiency level 'Cooking' and other life skills; learned 'Pure Yang Collection', 'Shadow Step', 'Mountain Shaking Fist', 'Heaven-reaching Stick' and other martial arts secrets; 'Physical Strengthening' ability; Maoshan True Teachings 'Dongxuan Lingbao Zhenjing'; and the life-saving '10 Seconds True Man' game skill; mastered the drawings of the manufacturing procedures of the game props 'F-level Fine Steel Long Sword', 'F-level Fine Steel Armor', 'F-level Random Dependent', and 'F-level Physical Potion';

There is also an E-class energy sniper rifle that can kill enemies hundreds of miles away with one shot;

There are also 148 level 1 divine crystals, 21 level 2 divine crystals, 1 supernatural fruit, 180 kilograms of red tiger monster meat, 8 kilograms of red tiger monster blood, 850 tons of food, 1 E-level gene potion, a piece of E-level Yanyang iron, 398 F-level fine steel swords, 398 pieces of F-level fine steel armor, 388 F-level physical potions, 353 F-level random dependent cards and other sundries in the portable space;

The most important thing is that his strength has improved from a weak and helpless person to the innate realm of martial arts, black iron-level supernatural powers, and body-tempering Taoism, and his physical strength is as high as 25,800 kilograms.

Even his lifespan has increased from the average 70 or 80 years old to 183 years old, surpassing the limits of ordinary humans.

So the question is, what did Su Qing lose?

In order to get these, he lost the anxiety of waiting for the payment when he was out of food, the joy from the bottom of his heart after the payment, the urgency of typing words in time when updating every day, and all the negative emotions were gone! After sorting out the gains and losses, Su Qing murmured: "All this is just a beginning."

"In two days, a new group of members will join, and we will be able to elect administrators soon."

“Perhaps, after becoming an administrator, I can know the origin of the chat group and what its purpose is.”

"I have a feeling that by then, the chat group and even my life will undergo even greater changes."

He took a sip of tea leisurely and looked forward to the arrival of next month even more.

In a short time, the supernatural powers and Taoism will be upgraded, and the strength will be greatly improved again.

So cool!

"Speaking of which, when I become an administrator, will I have administrator privileges that allow me to travel to the group members' world?"

"I definitely won't do a true journey to another world. I can't bear to leave behind the wonderful life on Earth."

“But it would be nice if I could occasionally visit the world of group members, relax, and see the beautiful scenery.”

Touching his smooth chin, Su Qing suddenly thought of the plots of online novels that he used to read, and thought thoughtfully.

Traveling through the world is almost a standard feature of chat group novels.

Of course, there are many more features besides just traveling through the world.

But what Su Qing was most looking forward to was the function of traveling through different worlds.

"It's too early to think about this now. We'll know in two days."

"It's getting late, let's practice."

As I was thinking about life, it quickly got dark and it was nine o'clock in the evening.

Su Qing looked at the time, shook his head, and put these things aside.

He took out a divine crystal, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and began to practice his supernatural powers.

Two days passed in a flash, and it was November 1st.

Early in the morning, after Su Qing washed up, the first thing he did was to clock in: [Ding! Clocked in successfully, points +5! ]

A line of light golden words appeared.

"Hey, there are actually 5 points? It seems that today is a very lucky day for me!"

When Su Qing saw the words on the prompt, he was shocked on the spot.

In the past, it was at most 3 o'clock, occasionally 2 o'clock, and most of the time 1 o'clock.

I didn’t expect that I would get 5 points today! This is incredible! “Good morning everyone, let me post a cool photo first!”

"picture.jpeg."

Su Qing posed handsomely for the photo and uploaded it, then said hello to the group members.

At this moment, several prompts popped up in the chat group:

['Xiu Xian Jiang Sichen' joined the group chat. 】

【.】

Su Qing: There are new group members on the first day of the month. I am really lucky today!

(End of this chapter)