Xiuxian is like this

"Cultivation of Immortals is Like This" Author: Feng Xiaohuang

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In the world of Kyushu, players full of resentment gathered together, dripped blood as an alliance, and vowed to make the big devil go away.

For a time, all directions responded, the wind was surging, and everyone saw a better tomorrow.

Except for Lubei.

He is the so-called devil.

"Say I'm the devil, blame me for pitting you, I'm an NPC, how could I pit you, that's how immortals are!"

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Chapter 1 The opening master is gone

Wu Zhou.

Ningzhou, Dongyang County, north of Langyu County.

The green hills are hazy, the clouds and smoke are misty, and there are clouds, dragons, water and fish shuttling between the ups and downs in the distance. It seems that a few strokes of light ink have been blurred, and the artistic conception is vivid on the paper.

Although it is not the sacred vein of the fairy mountain, it is rich in spiritual bamboo, and because of the nine peaks on the mountain, it is named Jiuzhu Mountain, and it is well-known in Ningzhou.

Along the mossy stone steps in the forest, you can find an inconspicuous Taoist temple in an inconspicuous mountain peak.

Weathered by wind and rain, the cracks on the outer wall of the Taoist temple wandered away, the plaque disappeared, the front yard was full of weeds, and a lush green plant pot was arched in the center...

If you look closely, you will find that this is not a bonsai at all, but a tripod-shaped incense burner, which has been occupied by green plants for many years.

Taking back the previous words, this Taoist temple is not inconspicuous, at least the mottled traces left by the years can be seen everywhere.

"Disciple, the deadline for being a master is approaching, and he will die soon. I will briefly explain a few last words. Listen carefully..."

Under the old tree in the backyard, an old man and a young man sat on the ground. The old man stroked his goatee in a refreshed manner.

On the opposite side, the young man raised his hand to touch the corners of his slightly dry eyes, and nodded heavily: "Okay."

"Don't worry, I don't have much time to be a teacher, but I have sent a message to your senior sister Bai Jin, she will guide you carefully in matters of cultivation. She was the first disciple of the Lingxiao Sword Sect 30 years ago. Thinking about it now..."

"Speaking of Lingxiao Sword Sect, it's weird to think about it, but it's a pity, if it wasn't for being a teacher who accidentally seriously injured the brother in charge, I would definitely go back and take a look before I died."

"Forget it, time has passed and the situation has changed, there are some of these things..."

"..."

An hour later, the young man blinked confusedly, looked at the dying man who was still eloquent, and secretly moved his stiff legs and feet.

Damn it, I agreed to briefly explain a few last words, how come the more I speak, the more energetic I become?

Is it really the hell?

"That's right, apprentice."

Probably because he realized that he was talking too much nonsense, the old man clenched his fist and coughed lightly, and said with a serious expression: "I know that it is not what you want as a teacher, and you have grudges about this matter, but I really didn't lie to you as a teacher. With your qualifications, It's a pity not to cultivate immortality."

The corner of the young man's mouth grinned. Forgive him for being upright and witty since he was a child. It was obvious that he stepped into the coffin with half a foot. Knowing that time was running out, he randomly selected a lucky audience.

And he just happened to be close.

"By the way, apprentice, as a teacher..."

The old Taoist coughed several times in a row, and raised his sleeve to cover half of his old face: "I'm running out of time, I was in a hurry before becoming a teacher, and I forgot to ask your name... um, what's your name?"

Lu Bei: "..."

Don't be in a hurry, just looking back at the revolving lanterns of the past, your old man walked for two hours in one breath.

"Sages?!"

"Lu Bei."

"It's a good name. I'm a teacher. I'm the head of the Yuhua Sect at the Sanqing Peak of Nine Bamboo Mountain. After I die, you will inherit the head."

The old Taoist said with embarrassment, he raised his finger and pointed around, trying to restore his previous seriousness: "You must have seen it, disciple, the outstanding people here are the Yuhua Gate of Sanqing Peak, and you will be the master from today. "

Lu Bei: "..."

So, Renjie is referring to him, and the land spirit refers to the lush vegetation?

If so, it would be difficult for him to refute.

Obviously, Mo Buxiu's struggle was futile. When the master and apprentice exchanged names, there was no serious atmosphere, and this outstanding Yuhuamen made the atmosphere extremely embarrassing.

The master and the apprentice stared at each other for a long time, and Mo Buxiu finally explained that he has a hot temper and has been practicing and walking outside for many years, so it is very reasonable and logical to grow grass at home.

"Okay, apprentice, stop talking nonsense, I really don't have much time to be a teacher."

Seeing that Lu Bei was showing signs of running away, Mobuxiu took out a Qiankun bag from his bosom, grabbed his hand and stuffed it over, speaking quickly: "The seal of the head and the title deed are here, and there is also a [ Fetal Breath Supplementing Qi Jue] was obtained by my teacher in the far west of Kunlun. Although this book is slanted, it has a very high intention. It is a rare book in the world. The level of the teacher is too high, and it is now impossible to practice. You have just started, it is..."

Halfway through the conversation, Mo Buxiu's eyes lost their brilliance, and the hand holding Lu Bei fell down, silently and silently.

The walk was so sudden that Lu Bei couldn't believe it for a moment. He was still full of energy just now, and Mo Buxiu, who had been swaying for two hours, said nothing, and raised his hand and pointed under his nose.

Try this!

Snapped!

Mo Buxiu patted Lu Bei's hand away, and took a deep breath: "Continue, what did you say just now? By the way, although I don't have much time to be a teacher, I have sent a message to your senior sister Bai Jin about the practice... Hey, Why is this universe bag in your hand?"

Lu Bei: "..."

"Oh, I remembered, this has already been said!"

Mo Buxiu suddenly realized, and slapped his forehead hard: "Look at the brain of Master, it won't move before it dies."

If you work harder, maybe you won't be able to move!

Lu Bei rolled his eyes straight, if he hadn't resisted on the way when he came here and found that he couldn't be beaten, he would have punched Mo Buxiu hard in the face for anything he said.

But forget it, the dead is the big one, and he is basically dead if he rounds up. He is a big living person, and it is purely self-defeating to care about the dead.

"Disciple, although being a teacher can't teach you how to practice, but cultivating immortals is not just about practicing. There is a saying here for you to keep in mind as a teacher."

Mo Buxiu took out a wooden box from the Qiankun bag and put it in Lu Bei's hand: "You must not have the heart to harm others, and you must have the heart to guard against others. Keep this [Fetal Breath Supplement Qi Jue] and don't tell others, even you. Sister, don't say it either."

What do you mean, senior sister is not a good person?

Lu Bei frowned, nodded without saying anything, and stuffed the books in the wooden box into his arms in front of Mo Buxiu.

"So, I have no regrets about being a teacher, except..."

As he said that, Mo Buxiu stared at Lu Bei without blinking: "Disciple, have you noticed that you haven't called me master since you became a teacher!"

Being stared at by the eyes full of affection, Lu Bei shuddered. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he saw a lot of greasy in these eyes.

For a while, the whole person is not well.

Thinking about the process of being forced to become a teacher, I felt various reluctances in my heart, and then I thought that there is really not much time for Mobuxiu, and it is very likely that it will be a flashback at the moment. If there is a little delay, the other party will pass away with regret.

Weird.

Finally, facing the eyes full of hope, Lu Bei took a deep breath and said in a solemn voice:

"Master."

"Good! Good! Good..."

Mo Buxiu clapped his hands in applause, then lowered his head with a smile, and there was no more movement.

Lu Bei: "..."

As a lesson from the past, he was not sure whether history would repeat itself, so he waited for a while before stretching out his hand to test Mo Buxiu's breath.

Unexpectedly, when the fingertips were palm-width away from Mo Buxiu, the body of the old Taoist quickly disintegrated into the sand, and his whole body was scattered into white ashes.

Lu Bei was staring blankly, the wooden box beside him rolled up into a whirlwind, and he put the lime into the box. After a few breaths of effort, he completed the funeral work, and the banquet was short of the end.

"This, actually..."

Lu Bei choked for a moment: "It's... convenient."

He put away the Qiankun bag, picked up the wooden box and turned around in the Taoist temple. After several searches, he finally found a wooden table for worship in the dilapidated main house.

The wall at the back looks solid, and the roof doesn't seem to collapse suddenly, but it's just not at the right time, and there are already residents under the table.

A brood of foxes rushed out, screaming and screaming for a while, trying to scare off the uninvited guests with the superiority in numbers.

However, it was useless. After Lu Bei stomped his feet suddenly, the four foxes stopped and ran away, burrowing into the hole in the wall and disappearing into the forest.

"Foxes in this world can cultivate into monsters and drive away this wave of residents. Surely there won't be a vixen coming to seduce me tonight?" Lu Bei put down the wooden box, thinking about his previous carelessness, thinking that he couldn't carry it on his shoulders, How to spend the night on the mountain is really a problem for the standard frail scholar template.

Downhill?

It is impossible to go down the mountain. When I came here, I could see clearly on the road. The stone steps on the mountain road were rugged and steep, which was very unfriendly to him who suffers from fear of heights.

Most importantly, he was hungry.

After trying to open the Qiankun bag but failed, Lu Bei sadly found that he was trapped to death on the mountain. The only thing he could count on right now, except Senior Sister Bai, who had never masked her face, was the vixen who came back tonight to take revenge.

"I hope the senior sister will come soon..."

Lu Bei muttered, closed his eyes and opened the panel information.

Name: Lu Bei

Race: Terran

Template: NPC

Rating: 3

Experience: 250/900

Repair: 30/30

Health: 22/30 (hunger, fright, fatigue)

Main occupation: none

Sub-occupation: Farmer Lv1

属性：力量2、速度3、精神3、耐力3、魅力3、幸运3

Evaluation: Please be aware of it, what is there to evaluate!

Chapter 2 Then the senior sister came

In 2050, the technology of the human brain and Internet connection is fully mature, and it is announced that human consciousness can freely enter and exit the virtual world and interact with humans and computers, causing a huge sensation.

With the update and iteration of a series of information processing technologies such as supercomputers, optical computers, and quantum computers, a large number of military technologies have been lifted and become civilian technologies. The holographic virtual reality games that have been popular for a long time have ushered in an explosive period with this wave of help.

At that time, in order to demonstrate their national strength and promote their respective cultures, the big countries all focused their attention on the game industry. One after another, holographic games were introduced, which was dazzling.

[Kyushu World] was born under this background, a super map evolved from parameters, exquisite pictures that do not exist in reality, and most importantly, the real experience of flying into the sky and escaping from the ground, making this The completely open holographic game quickly became popular.

At first, due to cultural reasons, this game was only popular in the Asian circle, until massive publicity, numerous guilds joined, professional leagues were established, and under the temptation of equipment trading, bonuses, and medals, this game gradually crowded out the rest of the continents game market.

[Kyushu World] The main reason why it was able to break out of the siege, crush other bitches, and win the favor of the majority of players, there are only two words - truth.

Because it is too realistic, many players are convinced that this world really exists, and it is definitely not a series of virtual parameters.

Lu Bei is a non-professional gamer, an ordinary family, and the exorbitant price of the game warehouse makes him discouraged, so he has no way and no way to add holographic games to his personal hobbies.

But he found a good job, and his boss is an amateur player who is addicted to cooking. He was repeatedly rubbed on the ground by other players. They all stubbornly said that this is not called handicap. .

After a short substitute fight, the boss realized that Lu Bei's in-game talent was wasted because of poverty, so he happily handed over his account to him and asked him to do plot tasks on his behalf.

Ever since, Lu Bei spent half of his work day in the game warehouse.

In fact, he himself is not interested in this game. After all, no matter how real it is, the Internet is not reality after all. The gap between the power of the Internet and the helplessness in reality is too great. After a long time, not to mention mental illness, it is enough to make people uncertain about themselves. position.

This is bad.

However, his boss gave him too much. Faced with the temptation of double salary increase and year-end bonus, Lu Bei chose to wrong himself.