40,000 Years of Cultivation

The sunlight was like a crimson glow, slowly rising from Li Yao's feet, causing him to fall into a warm and fuzzy dream.

Up to this moment, he was still not sober, unable to tell whether he was in reality or in a dream.

But the impulse, passion and strength in my heart are fading fast-this is a feeling that is difficult to describe, but every man knows, it is like the passion that is raging, after the violent jet, the physical and psychological double cooling.

Ding Lingdang, Floating City, Great Wilderness Train, Star Federation, Cultivator, Monster Beast Tide... The picture that was so clear just now is mottled, and it is hidden deep in the brain cells like a low tide, being touched by the real world. The memory is overwritten.

The hands that were light enough to burn just now are as heavy as ice-cold granite. They can't be lifted, let alone making all kinds of dazzling anti-joint movements.

Except for the paintings in the notebook, there is simply no evidence to prove the weird things he encountered. And these paintings... were they really painted early this morning? Could it be that he had a wrong memory, they painted them a few days ago?

Li Yao looked at the undamaged calculator and radio-did he really disassemble the two electronic products into parts just now, and then assemble them again?

Or is it just taking a nap and having a dream?

Li Yao tapped the calculator lightly.

Several black numbers suddenly appeared on the dusty LCD screen.

Li Yao's pupils suddenly contracted and breathing became difficult.

He remembered very clearly that this calculator had broken down a long time ago, and no matter how he pressed it, it couldn't display the numbers. It was not a valuable thing in itself, and he didn't bother to repair it, so he left it in the corner of the desk.

how come……

Could it be that the electronic components failed when they were damp, and he left them in the corner. The interior gradually dried out, and it was repaired naturally?

"Decided!"

Li Yao suddenly patted the table, and suddenly got up, "I should brush my teeth and wash myself, go out to eat a rich breakfast, and then... come back and continue to sleep!"

"It seems that the mental pressure in recent months has been too great, and I am almost out of mental illness. Today, I will recharge my energy and restore my former vigorous demeanor. From tomorrow on, absolutely don’t look at these messy things, and don’t make nonsense dreams, face reality, work hard! Fight! Fight!"

The plan is perfect.

But Li Yao broke his promise again.

I can't really blame his weak willpower.

The novel "Forty Thousand Years of Comprehension" is really weird.

Every time he repeatedly warned himself from the bottom of his heart, he just read one chapter, read the last chapter and never read it again, but his hands and eyes are like being manipulated by a mysterious force, and his brain and heart are also It was like being punished, chapter after chapter, and couldn't stop at all.

Li Yao’s entire soul is attracted by the novel. The world of 40,000 years of cultivation has become a terrifying black hole, which not only consumes his energy, but also consumes his time and life. Often when he raises his head, it is still 12 o’clock at noon and bows his head. After reading two chapters, when I looked up again, it was 7 or 8 o'clock in the evening. I was shocked and was about to close the webpage. I turned to the back and read a few pages of comments. When I looked up again, it was one or two midnight!

During this period, Li Yao went through a weird state of passion and impulse to nowhere to vent-it is by no means a phenomenon of fullness and spontaneity that ordinary teenagers are very familiar with. , He painted frantically, disassembled, repaired and assembled frantically. The notebook originally used to record dreams was filled with densely packed figures, scenes, and magical structures. There is also the Jiangnan University Town where Li Yao is now, including the entire Jiangnan. The map of the city-he even unconsciously designed several escape routes, even if there is a whole army surrounded by all sides to hunt him, he can escape from the underground passage calmly.

The ghost knows whether these maps and escape route maps are accurate.

The ghost knows why he painted these things!

He didn't even know whether he was reading the novel "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation" or having a dream of reading a novel. Once, when he was most addicted to reading a novel, the blue veins on the back of his hand They all came out, forming a weird flame pattern, and then, a small flame appeared on his fingers, which lasted for about half a second!

This must be a dream, right?

Otherwise, he is dazzled-the spontaneous combustion of the human body has long been debunked as pseudoscience. Is there really special abilities, superpowers, or something in this world? Hahahaha, it's impossible!

Li Yao shook his hand and kept watching.

He has survived the first four to five hundred chapters. As Zhao Kai said, the styles of the first and second chapters are completely different. The Flying Star Realm and Tieyuan Star include the Blood Demon Realm behind. There are all kinds of weird concepts presented in front of him, dazzling him, and fascinated by it.

"The Vulture Project? It sounds familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere. Oh, why is the engine noise outside? After all, what is the content of the Vulture Project? Find the author now, punch him in the stomach, and take out all the bezoar dogs in his stomach!"

"Li Yao! Li Yao!"

Yu Xin is calling him.

Li Yao was startled slightly, and heard the loud voices and enthusiastic laughter around him.

"Aren't you, the boss is so easy to invite a guest, you are so shameless, you only drank half of the wine, and then lowered your head to read a novel?"

Yu Xin cried strangely and threw a bottle of cold beer in front of Li Yao, "No, fine wine, fine wine!"

Li Yao blinked, finally pulling his attention away from the novel and looking around.

This is a "fly restaurant" that can be seen everywhere around the university town, that is, a small restaurant with a not-so-good environment, but with good quality and low price, and a strong taste. It is most popular with college students.

Now is the graduation season. Many brothers, sisters, and lovers have spent unforgettable years. They will soon have their own lives. Of course, they must drink dimly and cry before leaving. , Tells the heart, so it is also the best season for fly restaurant business.

In a small shop, seven or eight tables are crowded, and many people simply sit outside in the open air, blowing a small breeze, drinking a little wine, humming a little tune, cups interlocking, cheering and laughing, so lively .

Li Yao thought about it carefully, well, he was sick again.

Today is indeed the boss "Zhou Ping" in the dormitory, asking his brothers to gather together, because Zhou Ping found a good job in a certain investment company, with a high base salary, good benefits, and a smooth upward channel-in the economic crisis, "the most difficult job is to get a job." This year of "Ji" is quite lucky.

However, Li Yao, including Zhao Kai and Yu Xin who also did not find a job, would not be jealous of Zhou Ping's luck.

Li Yao, Zhao Kai and Yu Xin usually call each other by their first names, but Zhou Ping is their recognized boss.

First, Zhou Ping was originally two years older than them. He was admitted to college after a lot of ups and downs. His skin was dark and rough, and his temperament was mature. He looked like a middle-aged man in his 30s or 40s.

Second, in their second-rate colleges, Zhou Ping is a very rare "student tyrant". He spent most of his college career in the classroom and library for a few years. There is a certificate of gold content.

Third, Zhou Ping is also very caring for everyone. Although he doesn't talk much, he is very down-to-earth and sincere. He has never said anything about helping. He does have the style of a big brother. He also has a younger brother and a younger sister. He is also the boss. !

Fourth, although Li Yao, Zhao Kai and Yu Xin are not rich second generations, they are all young people from the bottom of the city or small towns, but at least they have no burden at home, at most they start from scratch, and Zhou Ping’s family is much more difficult, father I was paralyzed in bed in the early years. I heard that I have spent a lot of medical expenses and owed a lot of money. I rely on my mother to work alone. It is really a piece of copper that has been broken into two halves. The scholarship for the past two years is a little better. Er, it's just "a little bit".

Under such circumstances, Zhou Ping found a good job. Rather than being jealous, the three of Li Yao were happy for him from the bottom of their hearts.

Originally, according to the three of Li Yao, Zhou Ping didn't need to invite this meal. My brothers in mind took it, and it will be "AA" later.

As a result, Zhou Ping's stubbornness came up and said that today’s meal has to be a treat by the boss-usually he is not taken care of by his brothers, so he can't just eat and drink for four years in college. He still has some scholarships. Who wants AA? Just don't give him face.

Four people ordered a large table full of affordable dishes. Zhou Ping was very heroic and ordered a box of beer. In the end, he was not the one who could drink. Before half of the box was finished, all of them were blushing, and they were about to go there. Sliding under the table, Li Yao's ghost messenger picked up the phone again. After reading the phone for two chapters, he forgot that he was still eating and drinking.

"You are not right, the boss is so absent-minded when he invites you to dinner."

Zhao Kai was also a little drunk, holding his belly, and tapping his chopsticks, "I regret recommending you to watch "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation". No matter how good it is, it is an online novel. It is a pastime when you are fine. You are so obsessed with it, and you have lost your soul for days and nights. It's really scary to look at."

"Yeah, Li Yao, as for, is it so good-looking?"

Yu Xin continued, "Looking at your frightening look, I turned around and turned over two pages again, but I still can't see anything good, just a common routine Xiaobaiwen, as for you... Does it look like a ghost's upper body?"

"Ghost upper body?"

Li Yao put down the phone and touched his cheek, "What do you mean?"

"You don't know, what you look like when you read a book."

Zhao Kai took out his cell phone and began to perform, "After a while gritted his teeth, then glared at him, and then smiled treacherously and scornfully, just like a weasel about to steal a chicken, with his eyebrows all over his face, not to mention how shameless and wretched. Yesterday’s job fair, we wanted to ask you to go with us. After calling for several times, you ignored us. I stab you. Look at my eyes. It's really... as fierce as an awl. What is the situation? "Forty Thousand Years of Cultivation" I am also chasing, isn't it like you exaggerated?