"Wow, I'm telling you, this is terrifyingly yuppie!"
"I was originally on a mission to scout the front lines, but after climbing a mountain, I was suddenly stuck in a map! The map was surrounded by high walls and there was a tower in the middle!"
"I went in. The first floor was fine, just an ordinary house. I hammered a few times, but the wood was so hard I couldn't break it. I searched the entire first floor, but didn't find anything useful."
"The key is the second floor!!"
"After I went up to the second floor, I saw a monk meditating with his back to me. I thought it was a plot trigger, so I went up to him and started licking him, but he ignored me."
"In that situation, I definitely couldn't go around and look at his face. I just knelt on the cushion and continued to lick him, reciting Amitabha and the Heart Sutra. It was useless."
"Then I recited a poem to him, the one about the Bodhi tree."
"After I finished reciting it, there was still no response. Then, I wondered if it was the same routine as in Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils. So, I lowered my head and began to check the cushion I was kneeling on."
"There must be something on that futon! I couldn't even tear it apart when I tried to tear it!"
"But just as I was thinking about whether to pick up the futon, there was a sudden noise in front of me."
"I looked up and was like, holy shit, you won't believe this!"
"That monk actually jumped right in front of me!!! His face was covered with a piece of paper, a bit bigger than the talisman paper in zombie movies, but not as big as the bandit mask in 'Let the Bullets Fly'. You know how frightened I was!!"
"I quickly dodged, and then I saw what was underneath the paper... It was just a lump of flesh without any skin! It didn't even have any facial features! It was really scary!"
“Then I logged off.”
A player named Mr. Feiyu excitedly typed out a string of words in a channel dedicated to sharing special experiences.
The rest of the players, seeing the sudden increase in messages on this channel, also clicked in.
"Where's the picture?"
"Where's the video?"
"Are you stuck in that map too?"
"Fuck, I just forgot to take a screenshot!! But if I go online at night, I will definitely still be in that damn place. Is there any big guy who can come and rescue me?" Mr. Feiyu typed again.
"Xu Fulai and several others are also stuck. You can ask them." A player suggested to Mr. Feiyu.
After watching the video uploaded by Qin Feng, the players basically understood the plot.
There were strange creatures being hunted down by several great cultivators of the sect. They were scattered into pieces and mixed into the battlefield area near Tongtian Fort. Moreover, they would drag the players into the dangerous new map.
So, during the day, the players began to discuss how to enter the new map, how to cooperate and how to explore after entering.
After the player went offline, Lu Qing and Yun Wan prepared materials in the warehouse.
Every time he prepared something, Lu Qing would tick the item on the list.
By late evening, half of it was ready.
"Yun Wan, you've worked hard. Do you want to take a break?"
Lu Qing's words also brought Yun Wan back to his senses from his concentration.
Yun Wan looked out the window, then looked at the half-remaining materials, and said, "It's okay, it's not... well, it's good to take a short break."
Lu Qing brewed a pot of fresh tea and placed it on a crate at the warehouse door. He then grabbed two stools from the mall. Each stool cost over a dozen tokens, and the material and craftsmanship were both top-notch.
The stool is nice, but it doesn't go well with the crate.
Of course, Yun Wan didn’t think there was anything wrong with the crate.
"Now, it feels like I'm living as a mortal." Yun Wan took a sip of spiritual tea and looked outside the warehouse.
There are faint lights among the green hills, and stars are twinkling in the sky.
The wind that blew in had the fragrance of grass and trees, and was not as cold as that in Frost Rock State.
"Have you ever experienced the secular world?" Lu Qing suddenly asked, "I heard that when a cultivator reaches a certain level and encounters a bottleneck in their state of mind, they will disguise themselves as mortals, enter the secular world, and live a mortal life."
Yun Wan didn't expect Lu Qing to bring up a topic first, but she also replied: "I have never been in the secular world, but I have observed it a few times from the sidelines, but I don't have a deep impression."
Lu Qing also picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"However, I've read many biographies of monks in books, and they generally all focus on describing their experiences before embarking on the immortal path. It's clear that they attach great importance to that time."
"Experience builds the foundation of their cognition. Even if they achieve enlightenment and ascend, this foundation will always exist." Lu Qing said, "Just like a cultivator's practice, they strengthen their body and refine their Qi, and then build their foundation..."
Because he has reached the eighth level of Qi Refining, Lu Qing also began to take the initiative to learn about matters related to foundation building, and thus, he also gained some insights.
"When you embark on the path to immortality, you often have no control over your own actions. Being an ordinary person is actually not bad." Yun Wan said.
"If you were born in the Great Chu Dynasty, it would indeed be good. But if you were born in some desolate place, your life would be full of hardships." Lu Qing sighed, "So I think Linjiang City is not bad. The ancestors of Chu Chen tied their own cultivation to the people's livelihood. Only when the people live and work in peace and contentment can they make further progress on the path of Tao."
"The Sect Master has a kind heart."
Yun Wan sighed from the bottom of his heart.
In Yun Wan's opinion, Lu Qing and the Cangxia Sect were the most powerful of their time. If he had wanted to, Lu Qing would have been able to ascend long ago. However, he had always been dedicated to training disciples and even maintaining the order of heaven and earth.
In Lu Qing's eyes, humans, alien races, souls like hers, and even strange ones like the ghost-painted female cultivator are all equal.
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