Waste wood knows everything

"I'm stupid, really."

In the darkness, Siran squeezed a handful of melon seeds in his hand, heartbroken.

"I only knew that there was excitement on the day of opening the secret realm, so I took a handful of melon seeds to watch the excitement. I didn't know that this excitement was watching and I saw myself coming. I only knew that this secret realm would attract people, but I I didn't know it would follow the vine... I only know that melon seeds are delicious, but I don't know that the melon seed shell will avenge melon seeds!"

Those who watch the excitement will eventually become the excitement itself. This is an unchanging truth.

"If you give me another chance," Siran regretted, "I will definitely not eat sunflower seeds! Can't you eat stir-fried green beans with you? Isn't it delicious to cut a potato and fry it into potato chips? There are many fried fish Well, one bite is crunchy, why do you have to make trouble with melon seeds?"

In front of Siran was a dark narrow road.

It was dark up and down, and only the two sides were lit up with a very faint light. I don't know how long this road is, but when I look at it from a distance, I can vaguely see a little light at the end.

Siran's eyes turned white and then black again, and when he arrived at this place, he was immediately dumbfounded, took a step back and bumped into the barrier behind him.

He realized in an instant that he had been sucked into the secret realm, and immediately lay down on the barrier and beat on the door trying to persuade the secret realm to let him out. The cry of grief echoed in this passage, but only the treasure book full of "hahaha haha" with him.

Baoshu grinned: [Give up, before this secret realm is actively closed, you can only enter but not exit. Come to the realm of comprehension, how can you not experience the wonderful life of experiencing the secret realm, hehehe. 】

Siran slid down the solid barrier behind him like a dried salted fish, and sat on the ground with a snap: "I don't."

Baoshu comforted: [The matter has come to this point——]

"I don't." Siran felt that it was a shame to be sucked into the secret realm because of a melon seed shell, "what is this secret realm doing? Are there not enough contestants to harm innocent people?"

Baoshu: [It's not that your melon seed shell has a little saliva on it, and it is judged to be a part of you, but this secret realm is indeed quite special, in all aspects, and you have personally experienced it in terms of judgment. 】

Si Ran rubbed a handful of melon seeds in his hand, vented his anger on the other melon seeds, and asked casually, "What else is special?"

Baoshu: [The passage you are currently in is not actually within the secret realm. Let’s understand it as the preparation area. You have to walk to the end to get out to truly step into the secret realm.I guess there will be another judgment in the secret realm here, and then different people will be divided into different areas. 】

Siran keenly captured a few key words: "Isn't this within the secret realm?"

Baoshu: [What's wrong? 】

"Very good, if I don't enter the secret realm, I will definitely not enter the secret realm. It's impossible to be really fragrant," Siran patted his buttocks and stood up from the ground, took out a rocking chair inventory replenished during this period, and put it on the Lean on, "I'll just stay in this passage!"

Treasure Book: […]

Baoshu reminded: [This secret realm has to be opened for a month, you stay in this dark place for a month? 】

Siran waved his hand: "What's the matter, isn't it just that the lights are a little dim?"

Apart from being a bit darker, this passage has no effect on the five senses. It is completely like an ordinary alley, about two or three people wide, and not too narrow. Suddenly, he took it out from the storage bag. A few pots of spiritual plants with nocturnal light, the area lit up all of a sudden.

The rocking chair is placed in the middle, a small square wooden table is placed in front of it, and there are small standing stools on the left and right sides. The white spirit flower with a light fragrance is placed beside it, and there are several jade slips that have not been read yet.

What is a mere month, he can stay here for half a year.

The rocking chair was swaying, and Siran leaned on it, took out a clean small plate, and started peeling melon seeds to eat.

Baoshu: [Didn't you stop eating melon seeds? 】

"It's different," Siran said convincingly, "these are accomplices."

Treasure Book: […]

There is no need to make this excuse, Guazi is innocent.

"And, this time I will definitely not eat melon seeds, I will peel out the melon seeds and eat them," Siran thought while peeling melon seeds, "Melon seeds are delicious, and eating melon seeds alone is not bad, especially if you peel a bunch of melon seeds. Eat all the melon seeds in one bite, leaving a mouthful of fragrance, super refreshing."

With a bit of spiritual power on his fingertips, with a light pinch, the melon seed shell was cut into two halves, and the white melon seeds quickly piled up on a small plate.

These melon seeds are produced by a kind of spiritual plant similar to sunflower in the cultivation world. When frying, some special seasoning is added, and the taste is fragrant.

The peeled melon seed shells were angrily wrapped in paper and thrown into the storage bag by Si Ran, ready to be disposed of after going out, and the plate of melon seeds in front of me...

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath of the aroma of fried melon seeds, and was ready to grab a handful and stuff it into his mouth——

The result was empty.

Even with the lighting from Ling Zhi, the passage was still dark, Si Ran thought he had misread, and stretched out his fingers to grope inside the plate, the cold plate was as cold as his heart, completely cold.

An empty plate, the top is clean, not even a melon seed is left.

Si Ran trembled: "Where's my melon seeds?"

Baoshu was also puzzled: [Where are you melon seeds? 】

Why don't you just close your eyes and inhale the aroma of melon seeds?How long did it take?So - what about a big plate of melon seeds?

Siran felt depressed for a while. He had several things that he absolutely couldn't bear, including but not limited to, the middle bite of the watermelon was dug out, the stand-alone game crashed and failed to save, and there were tissues in the trousers pocket of the washing machine. Now I have to add another one, Xin The sunflower seeds that have been peeled so hard are flying.

"Isn't this passage all the way for one person?" He didn't understand, and held up the luminous spiritual plant to grope on the ground, but found nothing. "The ripe melon seeds can grow wings and fly?"

Baoshu: [There should be only one person, if there are more people, it will be easy to find out, and even if there is one more person, they will either pretend to ignore passing by or sneak up on them, why just steal your melon seeds? 】

"You don't understand," Siran said in a deep tone, "The melon seeds are delicious."

Treasure Book: […]

Siran calmed down, and lay back in the rocking chair again. This time, he took out the ultimate weapon from the storage bag - the secret red-winged golden-tailed bird jerky made by Yanzhi.

Divide the meat of the red-winged golden-tailed bird into pieces of a size that is suitable for eating out. After restoring the deliciousness of the meat, it is seasoned with Nanyu's special secret recipe, cooked and air-dried, and it becomes a super delicious spicy snack.

Knowing that Siran likes sweets, Yanzhi specially made sweet and spicy and honey sauce flavors.

Although the bird meat has become jerky, but the fragrance is still obvious, only a small piece was taken out stingily, and a strong fragrance gradually spread.

This small piece of jerky was placed in the center of the clean plate.

His eyes were focused, he held his breath, his whole body was highly concentrated, he stared at the plate without blinking an eye, and he had to catch this thief who stole melon seeds and bring him to justice!

Swish.

The extremely slight sound of airflow disturbance suddenly sounded.

Si Ran's eyes froze, and he saw a blurry white phantom flashing past quickly!

At this moment, he had already forgotten the fear of ghosts and ghosts when he watched horror movies, and quickly grabbed the phantom with his right hand, and the spiritual energy burst out instantly, forming a net of heaven and earth, and threateningly With that phantom rushing over——

Success... caught a blank.

The small piece of jerky in the center of the plate also disappeared.

Siran: "..."

Siran gritted his teeth and tightened his fingers one by one.

The treasure book hahaha a lot: [This is a live meat bun beating a dog, does it never come back? 】

At this moment, a slight "hum, huh, huh" sound suddenly pierced through my mind.

Si Ran was stunned for a moment, until an itchy sensation appeared on his wrist, he looked down, and saw that the ghost grass had branched out a whisker, and scratched him with the tip of the whisker.

It was only then that he remembered that Guimicao, as the contract object, could also send some simple thoughts to him in one direction when necessary, such as sounds like "humming", "humming, humming" and "jiji".

Ghost Misty Grass has been quite quiet during this period, and the frequency of transformation has dropped from three times a day to once a day. I don't know if it's because it's summer, I'm a little afraid of the heat, and the whole plant is a little wilted.

Under the suspicious eyes, the little ghost grass slowly extended the beard to the center of the plate, and the most front part of the beard gradually changed its shape, from a piece of seaweed to a perfect disguise. The dried root bird meat is exactly the same in terms of appearance, color and even aroma.

Apart from being inedible, there is almost no difference.

Siran's eyes widened: "This grass has evolved? Isn't the ghost grass can only transform into other spiritual plants? Is there some kind of spiritual plant in this world that looks like jerky?"

Baoshu was also amazed: [Of course it evolved. After you absorbed the power of chaos to advance, it was also affected. It must have been evolving during this period of time. The results are quite good. If he evolves in the future, he might be able to turn into a handsome man and a beautiful woman. That would be really charming. 】

Siran was still surprised, but the bird jerky disguised by Guimicao had already taken effect. Even if the jerky was scanned with spiritual sense, it was exactly the same as the normal jerky. Also fell for it.

The white phantom flashed again, and as soon as it touched the piece of fake jerky, it was quickly and mercilessly entangled by Gui Micao with its whiskers. At that moment, Si Ran saw clearly the true face of this phantom .

It is a small round white bead.

He didn't have time to wonder why the little round bead would eat it secretly, the ghost grass's whiskers could no longer bind the little round bead, so he immediately stretched out his hand to grab it, and finally at the moment before the little round bead fled, he took the little round bead. Things are firmly held in the palm of my hand.

A huge force of attraction instantly enveloped his whole body, and a dazzling white light shone in front of his eyes.

Siran narrowed his eyes, but he never let go. This attraction pulled him out of the dark passage, as if a lot of space had been broken, and the surroundings were full of chaos.

This scene seemed to last for a long time, and it seemed to be only a moment, when the feet finally stepped on the ground, making a crisp slap, as if they were stepping on the smooth tile floor.

Siran was extremely competitive, even though he was dizzy and couldn't tell the difference between south, east and north, he still held the little ball tightly in his hand.

After a while, the dizziness of breaking the space subsided. He straightened up and looked around, and was stunned for a moment: "What's going on?"

At the same time, a small voice sounded simultaneously: "Wow! What's going on!?"

Si Ran raised his eyebrows, released a small gap in his clenched palm, stretched out his fingers with the other hand, and squeezed out the small ball from the palm of his palm tightly, pinching it firmly on the three fingers. middle.

The little Yuanzhu was still screaming in panic: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh why did you come in?"

Si Ran said calmly with a blank face, "Ah, I also want to know how I got in."

"You you you you—let me go!" A pair of small black dots the size of mung beans appeared on the small ball, "You are so courageous! You, you dare to trespass into the Lingxian Temple!"

Siran frowned: "Is this the Hall of Listening Immortals?"

Baoshu checked: 【Lingxian Hall is the central area of ​​the entire Lingxianland. Simply put, it can be regarded as the control center of Lingxianland. 】

"what are you?"

Siran looked at the little ball over and over again. Except for the two black spots the size of mung beans, the whole body was white. He tapped the little ball casually, "Didn't you bring me here? If you didn't steal it If I eat it, I won't catch you."

Little Yuanzhu screamed: "Pervert! Why did you slap my ass!"

Siran: "..."

outrageous.

"Where did you get your ass for a bead?" Siran said so, but felt a little wrong when pinching the little round bead's fingers, and let go in disgust, "I haven't questioned you yet, why did you steal my food? Why bring me here?"

He said that he would never enter the secret realm, but now it's all right, the secret realm has entered, and he has directly entered the center.

The little ball floated in mid-air, and when he heard what Siran said, his voice suddenly became quieter: "I... I didn't feel anyone... I thought it was an offering from someone who entered the secret realm Woolen cloth."

Su Ran wondered: "...worship?"

He asked Baoshu: [What is the identity of this little round bead? 】

Treasure book: [Benefit [-]% of spiritual power. 】

Siran: "Take it yourself."

Baoshu: [It is the spirit of the entire secret realm, and it is the actual controller of the entire listening realm.Jingling can travel freely throughout the secret realm. When you caught it just now, it was probably because it ate the melon seeds you peeled, got a little bit of karma, and brought you here along the way. 】

Siran: "..."

What a melon seed, from melon seed shell to melon seed kernel, each one brought him a great "surprise".

"I let those cultivators come in." Little Yuanzhu floated around beside Siran, and his voice sounded a little aggrieved, "There are many treasures in the secret area, and they are not very dangerous. I thought someone was grateful to me, so I specially placed them Give me something to eat."

Hearing this pitiful tone, Siran couldn't bear it anymore, and waved his hand: "Forget it, let's take it as it's for you... How does it taste?"

Little Yuanzhu suddenly became excited: "The grains are delicious, and the big ones are also delicious. I have never eaten such delicious food, thank you so much!"

A small round bead bounced around next to Siran, and quietly tried to rub against him, but was driven away by Gui Micao mercilessly with its whiskers, like chasing away flies.

This little Yuanzhu didn't know if it had been too long since she had seen anyone, she was a little wary at first, but soon she chattered like a chatterbox.

While listening, Siran observed the surrounding scene.

This Hall of Listening Immortals really looks like a big hall, it is extremely spacious, but it is also extraordinarily empty, the ground is paved with snow-white stones, the surrounding walls are also snow-white, and four pillars are distributed on the edge of the hall.

On the most central wall of the main hall, there are neatly covered pieces of screen-like things, on which various images emerge.

Baoshu is also explaining: [This fairyland is originally a fairy artifact, and it is a world of its own, which is not as good as a small world. It can also be regarded as a tool spirit, maintaining the operation of the entire listening fairyland. 】

The level of listening to the fairyland is too high, and [-]% of Siran's spiritual power can only be exchanged for this little knowledge.

He looked at Little Yuanzhu, who chirped for a while before introducing himself in a low voice: "My name is Yuanzhu."

"Round beads?" Siran said, "It's quite suitable for you."

Little Yuanzhu knew that she would be said like this, and said softly: "It's the fate of fate, the punishment of killing."

Siran thinks Yuanzhu is better, but he is a little strange: "You are a weapon spirit...is your name given to you by your master?"

Little Yuanzhu was startled: "Ah! How do you know I'm a Qiling?"

Before Siran explained, it murmured to itself: "Oh, I see, you are also someone who has had contact with the ancient immortals, so it's not surprising to know me, after all, my master is so famous, hehe."

Little Yuanzhu has obviously formed a perfect theory of self-explanation in terms of brain supplementation and logical self-consistency. After confirming that Siran had contact with Gu Xian, it babbled these things like meeting relatives. Nian confides everything about supporting the secret realm alone.

"My master is a super powerful ancient fairy in the fairy world, and he made the listening fairyland by himself," Xiao Yuanzhu was very excited when talking about his master, "Later, the master came to this cultivation world in order to seek infinite possibilities, but I left Lingxianjing behind, and I don't know where he is now... I'm a little angry, just a little bit."

Seeing the little Yuanzhu bouncing up and down, Si Ran swallowed back the words "the original owner of Listening to the Wonderland has fallen", and buried it deeply in his heart along the way.

Little Yuanzhu said in a soft voice: "Lingxian has become a world of its own, but the master has been away for too long, this world cannot be regarded as an independent small world after all, without the master providing fairy energy, it has gradually declined. Keep it up-"

The little round bead floated up high: "I, as the instrument spirit of listening to the fairyland, have to shoulder this great task!"

Si Ran withdrew his gaze from looking at the Lingxian Temple, and suddenly thought of something: "Wait, what you mean by maintaining the Lingxian Temple is—"

Xiao Yuanzhu proudly said: "Lingxianjing can only maintain the operation of the small world if there is a continuous injection of 'live' spiritual energy. I thought about it for a long time, so I turned Lingxianjing into a secret place to lure practitioners in."

The spiritual energy emanating from the body of the cultivator, and the process of the cultivator recovering his own spiritual energy after absorbing the spiritual energy in the Immortal Realm, are all a process of activating the spiritual energy.

A closed fairyland cannot be maintained, it has incomplete rules, just like a closed ecological box, it cannot last for too long.

Xiao Yuanzhu had an idea, and opened the Fairyland Listening regularly to attract practitioners, and then reluctantly continued it.

"There are many treasures in Lingxian, and babies can give birth to babies. The most powerful thing in Lingxian is the process of conceiving treasures," Xiao Yuanzhu babbled, carefully telling Siran what she had learned over the years, "But if you only put treasures in There, even if there are cultivators coming, they will just take the treasures and leave without consuming spiritual energy at all!"

Little Yuanzhu whispered softly: "So I also used the function of listening to the fairyland to transform many ferocious spirit beasts to fight with them! I also deliberately put people with similar strengths together so that there would be fights with each other. , there will be more fights."

If you want to activate more spiritual power, you need to make the practitioners who enter the secret realm fight more.

"However, no monks in Lingxian Territory can fall, otherwise it will be contaminated with too much karma. Half of the power of Lingxian Realm is used to send monks out in time before they receive a fatal blow," Xiao Yuanzhu said. Rolled around on the ground for a few times before floating up, "Originally, I only opened a secret realm once in ten years, but the last time there were too few people fighting in the secret realm, obviously I specially arranged the venue, But they just didn't fight, so I had to drive early this time."

Siran asked, "No fight?"

"There are quite a few monks who bought special breath-holding talismans to avoid the spirit beasts I set up, and ran away after taking the treasures," Xiao Yuanzhu sighed old-fashionedly, "If you get it, you get it, but they He also taught the experience of avoiding spirit beasts to obtain treasures everywhere, and the monks at that time were also very idle, after taking a little treasure, they ate, drank and wandered around in the secret territory, without activating much spiritual power at all."

Siran: "..."

Eating, drinking and shopping?

If he entered the secret realm, he would be in this state almost.

But to sum up the troubles of Little Yuanzhu, it is nothing more than monks who refuse to fight and cannot be active. It also specially set up dangerous spirit beasts, and specially selected people with similar cultivation levels to put them in the same area, but it had little effect.

If this problem is put in the game, isn't it because the players are not enough livers!

Siran thought briefly, and then suggested: "Anyway, this secret realm has only been opened for a while, how about a different way of playing?"

Little Yuanzhu was stunned: "How to play? What game to play?"

Siran showed a kind smile: "It is to mobilize the enthusiasm of practitioners to fight."

Little Yuanzhu came over: "Hey? Is it really possible?"

"Of course," Siran said confidently, "The players are not active enough, it must be a problem with the planning, and the cultivators are not active enough, it must be a problem with the secret realm."

"Look, you put the treasures there and guard them with spirit beasts. Players... Bah, cultivators can bypass the spirit beasts to get the treasures, and each person's needs for this treasure are different. Even if you have the same cultivation level If more people are placed in the same area, they may not be able to fight."

Siran gave an example: "It's like if you put a group of swordsmen in front of a bottle of Zhuyan Pill, can they fight? Of course not."

Little Yuanzhu humbly asked: "Why not?"

Siran coughed twice: "It's not important. If you want to change the state of the entire secret realm, you have to start from the most basic place and make a complete change to the entire secret realm."

"The simplest thing is, don't cultivators fight spirit beasts? Then let them have to fight. You can release various spirit beasts of different levels. After each kind of spirit beast is killed, it can calculate different points for the cultivators. value, and treasures are extracted by points."

Siran rubbed his hands: "For example, killing a fourth-order spirit beast can get ten points, which can be drawn once in the treasure pool. The probability of being drawn is different for treasures of different ranks. The highest level is It is set to SSR, and there are SR and R below—”

Little Yuanzhu: "What the hell?"

Siran changed his words and said: "It can be understood as top-grade, high-grade, medium and low-grade treasures. The higher the level, the lower the probability of extraction. Only by killing spirit beasts can you get the points for extracting treasures. For high-level treasures, the probability is averaged. , it must be drawn dozens or hundreds of times, and in this way, people in the secret territory must be able to kill spirit beasts everywhere."

The spirit beasts in Lingxian Territory are inanimate objects transformed by the rules of fairy artifacts. The cost itself is almost zero, but it takes a lot of effort to kill the spirit beasts. In the process of killing the spirit beasts, A lot of aura must be consumed.

Siran smiled: "And in this way, high-level monks have strong fighting power, and it is easy to obtain points, but low-level monks work harder, so they may not be able to get a lot of points."

Although this is not very friendly to African chieftains, the journey of cultivation is a bit about luck.Moreover, the essence of entering a secret realm is to practice one's ability. There are so many secret realms in the cultivation world, and it is not bad to listen to the fairyland.

Little Yuanzhu was ignorant of what she heard, but she also felt that it seemed a little strange. The whole bead was a little fascinated, spinning around beside Siran.

Siran continued: "Moreover, in order to arouse the interest of the monks, you can first reveal which high-level treasures are in the treasure pool. For example, if a monk knows that every time he draws, he may draw an eighth-level spirit." device, will he try his best to earn points?"

Most importantly, drawing cards is addictive.

This marvelous method, which has been recognized in the modern world, has already proved its charm in countless games.

Little Ball was dizzy: "But there are so many treasures in the secret territory, if you can't get what you want, will no one come next time..."

"Even if you go to the secret realm normally, you may not be able to get the treasure you need this time," Siran said with a smile, "If you are worried about this, you can set up multiple treasure pools of different types, such as the limited pool of spirit mines, There are limited pools for spiritual weapons, limited pools for pills, etc., and you can even set up a pool of self-selected treasures, that is, you can choose a few treasures you want, the possibility of appearing will be higher, but the cost of extraction will also be higher."

"Not only that, this secret realm is open for a month, right? You can also open an out-of-print pool every ten days, and there will be high-level treasures that only appear on this day... Tsk tsk, I believe that the amount of aura activation will increase exponentially on this day."

Siran talked eloquently: "This extraction mechanism is only the most basic content, and we can also set up more incentives——"

"For example, if you get a top-quality treasure, you can choose to be anonymous in the mid-air scrolling notification in the whole secret realm, as long as you let other monks in the secret realm know, wow, it turns out that someone can really get a top-quality treasure. In this way, isn't this enthusiasm more Taller?"

If Xiao Yuanzhu had hands, she would be applauding now: "That's right!"

Siran smiled: "Besides, sometimes appropriate rewards can also mobilize people's enthusiasm. In this secret area, there must be some people who do not have a strong desire for treasures, but not strong does not mean that there is no. You can set a For daily tasks, the activity level is calculated according to the amount of activation of the aura, and a small amount of points or treasures can be obtained when a certain level of activity is reached..."

"Anyone who faces such an existence, even if the rewarded treasure is not very necessary, will feel that if he doesn't take it, he will lose. As long as the daily task is not too difficult, most monks will still complete it of."

Little Yuanzhu's two mung bean-sized eyes suddenly widened a bit, and murmured: "Okay, it seems to make sense."

Siran thought for a while, and then asked: "By the way, can you tell which sect's secret entrance these people entered the secret realm from?"

Little Yuanzhu: "Of course!"

"Then, we can also open a new function." Siran smiled mysteriously, "Human, besides the desire for treasures, there is also... a damn desire to win."

"You can create a leaderboard, which is divided into personal leaderboard and group leaderboard. The personal leaderboard can choose to be anonymous. On this leaderboard, the ranking is based on the points obtained by killing... Think about those people who usually fight back and forth. Several first-class sects, if you really see the ranking list of the sect... hehe."

Little Yuanzhu was stunned: "God, my god... Human beings are so scary... How did you think of this?"

Siran: "..."

Siran silently looked at the ceiling of Lingxian Hall: "Well... let's not mention the past."

The author has something to say: Siran (covering his liver): Who has never been in the trap of drawing cards...