Simulated Cultivation of Immortals: The beginning of the game is full of comprehension

The moonlight is bright and the autumn wind is bleak.

On the narrow forest path of Black Wind Mountain, a swift figure quickly climbed up the mountain.

Strong in stature, sharp and agile.

Li Xiang's energy and blood condensed all over his body, and a heat lingered in his heart, and he hurried in the direction of the Demonic Temple.

This is the farthest he has walked since he was born. This place is already more than 20 miles away from Shihe Village. He has climbed all the way and his blood is boiling. He has never felt so comfortable.

Warriors should travel across mountains, rivers, and rivers, fighting against the Nine Heavens above and the roaring waves below.

The feeling of walking through the mountains and forests made him feel extremely comfortable.

If he wasn't afraid of disturbing the demon, he couldn't help but want to shout.

Half an hour later, near the mountainside of Black Wind Mountain, Li Xiang looked at the thick vines in front of him, his heart speeding up slightly.

According to the prompts of the system, he knew that after pushing away the vines, he would officially enter the realm of the Demonic Temple, and what he would need to face then would be the three demons.

Thinking back to the demonic aura that I saw soaring into the sky at that time, even though I was prepared, I still couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

Gently push aside the vines blocking the view in front of you, and a quiet mountain forest path appears.

Looking forward along the path, not far away, a somewhat dilapidated Buddhist temple appeared in front of me.

The Zen Yuan is not big. It is said to be a Zen Yuan, but it looks more like a courtyard with only a few simple wooden rooms.

"Um?!"

"Why is it different from what was expected?"

Li Xiang was a little surprised.

I originally thought that after pushing it open, I would see a huge and strange monastery, with demons standing everywhere, human bones stretching out, demon aura rising to the sky, and three demons suppressing the place.

Even worse, tigers, wolves, spirits and monsters patrolled the mountain, leaving behind a demonic cave filled with evil spirits.

how……

How could it be such a shabby cabin?

This posture is said to be a Zen monastery, but in fact it is not much bigger than Su Qin's small shabby school. This demon is really shabby.

Li Xiang did not dare to be careless. He held the sickle he had received from the blacksmith shop tightly in his hand, gathered his energy and blood, and cautiously approached the dilapidated wooden house.

The monastery is very small, with only four broken wooden houses surrounding each other, leaving a side door.

Li Xiang did not go in through the side door, but leaned gently against the outer wall of the wooden house. Taking advantage of his small body, he wanted to investigate the situation first.

The faint candlelight shines from the wooden house. It seems that these demons have not rested yet, but they don't know what they are doing.

Bowing forward and gathering his breath, Li Xiang first found a side hall and leaned over.

The man was squatting under the eaves, leaning against the wooden wall and close to the paper window. He vaguely heard someone's voice coming from inside.

Li Xiang carefully dipped his index finger in saliva, then gently tapped a small hole in the paper window and explored inside.

After careful identification, his expression became very strange.

Under the candlelight, an ugly wolf demon was actually wearing a Taoist robe, sitting on a bamboo chair, holding a handful of bamboo tubes with a sad face and complaining sadly.

"Teacher, teacher, I have read this "Tao Te Ching" thousands of times."

"What do you mean by Tao?"

"The people at the foot of the mountain all say that this book is the inheritance of your Taoism, but I have read it for ten years and thousands of times. Why can't I cultivate immortal light?"

The wolf demon looked sad, and the bamboo tube he held in his hand looked old.

The candlelight swayed, and he quietly held the bamboo tube and kept complaining sadly.

Sometimes he complains that the Dao is ruthless, and sometimes he complains that the human race is powerful and the demon race cannot do what it wants.

Sometimes he grabs the ground with his head, kneels on the ground and wails like crazy, praying for the teacher's mercy and telling him what Wuwei is, what Tao is, and why the monsters can't practice the Tao.

"this……"

"He actually wants to use a copy of the Tao Te Ching to peek into the Supreme Avenue..."

In the corner, Li Xiang looked at the crazy wolf demon, his expression twitching slightly.

As an excellent time traveler, he still knew the name of the Three Pure Taoist Patriarchs. Although he didn't know if there were Sanqing in this world, but seeing that the wolf demon actually wanted to cultivate a great Tao with a copy of the Tao Te Ching, Li Xiang still felt that

This guy is crazy.

It's just like you, a primary school student, holding a copy of "Quantum Mechanics" and complaining about why you can't understand the world view and what the legendary grand unified theory is all about.

One is that you don’t have enough academic qualifications and you insist on skipping a grade.

The other is that the Dao Zang itself has been circulated for who knows how many years. It has been changed in some way compared with the original version. You actually still want to cultivate a great path from it?!

Good guy, if this really allows you to cultivate the Great Dao, you won't have to doubt your life. The Taoist ancestors will be confused.

"Ah! Tomorrow!"

"Go to the bottom of the mountain tomorrow to catch a scholar!"

"No! Catch ten!"

"I know, all of this is a test for me by the teacher!"

"How difficult the Dao is! How can you prove the Dao if your heart is not firm?!"

"Teacher, me! I must find a clue. The demon race is weak. I must find a clue to find the future of this race!"

The wolf demon continued to go crazy and its evil spirit was wanton.

Li Xiang didn't dare to stay for a long time, fearing that the wolf demon would sense him later and turn towards another side hall.

Still doing the same thing, he poked a small hole in the window and peered inside.

It doesn't matter if you don't see it, Li Xiang was even more surprised when he saw it.

In the room, surrounded by candlelight, a beautiful woman was holding a knife. There were carved bamboo tubes in the room, but I don't know why this woman's eyes revealed an indescribable tiredness.

As if he would fall asleep at any moment.

A hemp rope hangs from the air and wraps up her hair. Whenever the woman is confused or sleepy, she will be woken up violently, and then she will stab her leg with a knife in her hand, drawing blood.

Head cantilever, conical thorns!

Use blood as ink and knife as pen!

Beside her, there were thick bamboo tubes piled up, all of which were her engraved works. A faint aura of awe surrounded the room, but it was extremely thin, like a mockery of her.

"Why!"

"Why have I written so many books and so many insights?"

"Why doesn't God recognize me? Why doesn't God grant me great righteousness?"

"Just because I am a demon clan, just because I have a snake body, doesn't heaven and earth recognize my principles?"

"Why! Why!"

Accompanied by the woman's heart-rending roar, the terrifying demonic energy penetrated out, making Li Xiang unable to breathe.

In anger, she stood up like crazy and danced around the room like crazy. Most of her hair was broken by the hemp rope.

The evil spirit was terrifying, and Li Xiang did not dare to move.

Half an hour later, she kicked the bamboo tube like crazy, picked up a few books, threw them at the window, smashed the paper window, and threw them out.

At a casual glance, Li Xiang vaguely saw a few words written on it.

"The unity of knowledge and action leads to conscience..."

The bloody words were entangled with a faint aura of awe-inspiring force, but more of it was suppressed by the demonic aura.

This is?!

Mind learning?!

Wang Yangming’s philosophy of mind?!

A demon actually wrote Wang Yangming's philosophy in the mountains?!

Li Xiang was surprised, but he didn't dare to say anything. He suddenly felt that these monsters on the mountain were not simple.

After a long time, a woman's cry suddenly came from the room. I peeked and saw that the woman was sitting back again, crying and writing a book with a knife in her hand.

"I……"

"I will prove myself, I will prove everything..."

"Ah hahaha, I will..."

The woman fell into madness again.

Li Xiang took a deep breath and slowly left here.

A wolf demon who wants to understand the Tao Te Ching.

A snake demon who wants to understand "Xin Xue".

What kind of monsters are there in this monastery?

He knew that these demons had taken the wrong path in their cultivation, but he didn't know that this demon's path could be so outrageous.

It was as if he thought that the demon had made a mistake in calculating the value of one plus one. In fact, the demon was worried because he could not research the technological engineering of nuclear weapons.

Outrageous...

He looked towards the main hall, which should be where the black bear spirit was.

Slowly approaching, he was curious about what the blind bear was thinking about.

As soon as I got close, I heard a Buddha chant coming from the room.

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, walking in the deep Prajnaparamita for a long time, sees that all five aggregates are empty, and can survive all hardships."

"Relics, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color..."

Li Xiang: "..."