Online game ancient martial arts master

At five o'clock in the morning, the sun came out very early, like a small orange rag fished out of the water, wiping the sky clean and translucent.

Uncle Ma En went to take a rest after his shift.

Suddenly, only Ying Long Xiao was left in the mine tunnel of Hall No. 4. At this time, there is still a long way to go to obtain the title of miner, and if you want to learn the Book of Marne, you have to reach level .

Unfortunately, the Moon Shadow Stone was not found.

Ying Longxiao felt that this wave was either the system playing tricks on him, or it was just plain shame. He has obviously worked very hard. Even Uncle Ma En praised him for his extraordinary talent and being a good miner.

He checked the time and was ready to leave. When he clicked offline, something unexpected happened.

A prompt popped up in front of him, and something unexpected happened to him.

[System]: Please note that when you go offline, your character will not disappear, but will enter the system hosting state. Hosted, characters mimic your behavior and combat abilities based on your gaming experience. To avoid the risk of force majeure to the greatest extent, please log off in a safe area as much as possible.

Ying Longxiao was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the characters would still move on their own after the game was offline.

Not only that, when he took off his helmet and exited the game completely, the game assistant on his mobile phone also popped up multiple prompts.

There is a dialog box, the object is your own character, and a memorial-like letter will pop up suddenly to report what you are doing.

After Ying Longxiao received it, he couldn't wait to open the memorial and read it. I was so excited that I couldn't help but straighten my chest and put my feet straight in the small room of five square meters, feeling a little bit like an emperor.

Yiyu Chunqiu: I dug up a stone.

Ying Longxiao tried it and found that he could also make comments under the performance. The system also boasts that making more comments can correct some improper hosting practices.

Ying Longxiao then took a deep breath and carefully wrote a comment on the memorial.

——Well done, keep up the good work.

I feel very happy inside. It turns out that I can just lie down here and "collect the vegetables" without having to do it myself.

Suddenly, Ying Longxiao was very active as if he had discovered a new world.

Soon after, five more memorials came in succession, but they all had the same content. The characters were all saying "I dug up another stone", and occasionally explained the shape and size of the stone later.

Ying Longxiao had seen too much and had a headache, so he immediately made an annotation under the latest memorial.

——Okay, I understand, there is no need to report about the stone in the future. This thing is of no use, just throw it away.

Ying Longxiao put down his cell phone and looked out the window. Although the sun has risen in the game, the real world is still in the alternation between morning and dusk.

He opened the door and welcomed the breeze blowing through the yard. He fell into meditation under an old locust tree and began to meditate according to the "Tianxin Jue" he learned in the game, using his mind to draw energy and nourish his body.

As the powerful internal energy moved through his body, the familiar warm feeling surged into his heart again, making his body gradually warm.

However, the feeling is very weak, and it always feels a little less interesting.

The leakage of internal force caused the distortion of the air that was visible to the naked eye, which was far less realistic and violent than in the game. As for the phenomenon of internal force turning into fog, it did not happen at all.

Ying Longxiao couldn't help but think to himself: Is it my problem? Why does it feel so different from the game?

When he was in the game, he felt that the world's spiritual energy was abundant, and his body could demand it without restraint. But after returning to reality, the world's spiritual energy was not only thin, but would even demand it from him in turn.

In this way, the feeling of practicing is naturally very different.

At this time, the sun has risen.

A ray of golden sun passed through the green leaves and landed on Ying Longxiao's forehead. Coupled with the gentle spring breeze, the itching sensation made Ying Longxiao wake up from his trance and slowly opened his eyes.

The master said that eating the sun essence early and the moonlight late is good for cultivators.

Ying Longxiao didn't know what the so-called benefits were for the time being, but he still followed his master's instructions. He practiced Sanjiu in the winter and Sanfu in the summer. He persisted in the guidance and breathing once in the morning and evening for ten years.

After the practice, he prepared to do some activities and returned to his room, but his eyes were suddenly attracted by a collapsed hole in the wall.

Ying Longxiao remembered that there was no such hole in the wall before. The wall collapsed at some point, and there was such a big hole.

The owner of several surrounding houses lived in the house next door, an old man named Chen. He was in his seventies or eighties, with a gray beard. He was also Ying Longxiao's landlord. At this moment, he was doing Tai Chi in the small courtyard next door.

The movements are slow and leisurely...

Ying Longxiao looked extremely uncomfortable. At his age, the kung fu he likes must be cool, fast, accurate and ruthless.

In the early days of Tai Chi, it was also a superior martial art that was famous all over the world. Unfortunately, it was modified several times in the late Qing Dynasty and many of its killer moves were removed, and it basically degenerated into aerobics.

Some unknown martial arts inheritance may still have some real skills left.

Chen Lao's Tai Chi practice has some flavor, and he should be practicing Tai Chi that is more practical. It was just slow, so slow that the leaves fell faster than his hand could move.

Ying Longxiao looked at it for a long time and seemed to have caught Mr. Chen's attention. Ying Longxiao was so excited that he quickly waved and called "Mr. Chen" and ran away.

Back in the room, Ying Longxiao glanced at his phone.

He found that in this half hour, the game assistant had only sent him a memorial for the first time.

Sure enough, after I made a comment last time that I didn’t need to report the stone, my workload suddenly decreased a lot.

Ying Longxiao opened the memorial and took a look. He was a little surprised.

Yiyu Chunqiu: When I was digging rocks, a white jade spider suddenly jumped out and tried to bite me. I beat it to death, and together with everyone else, we took off the spider's legs and roasted them to eat them. They were crunchy.

Ying Longxiao admired but was speechless.

It turns out that the character can fight on his own and seems to have good fighting ability. At least he hasn't been killed by monsters.

Ying Longxiao decisively commented on him with a red pen.

——Well, it’s commendable to be brave enough to kill the enemy and achieve results, but next time, try not to eat such disgusting things.

Continue back to the game.

As soon as Ying Longxiao went online, he found himself sitting around a fire with several miner friends, holding a roasted spider leg in his hand, and his mouth was full of oil.

There was still a piece of spider meat in his mouth. Before he could swallow it, the creepy feeling made Ying Longxiao sick. He got up and ran to a deserted place, where he vomited vigorously.

He also didn't expect that he would be seamlessly connected to the hosting.

In the end, Yinglong Xiaosheng lay helplessly on the ground, his internal organs throbbing with nausea.

He said quietly: "If I had known earlier, I would have waited for you to finish eating before going online."