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

The cold wind is shrill, and the candlelight shines on people.

Winter is approaching, and the cold wind outside the window is blowing, like the wail of a ghost, which makes the hearts of those who hear it tremble.

The dim candlelight illuminated the scene in the room.

Three fine coffins were placed in the center of the room. A thin man was holding a thin pen, dipped in gold powder, and tracing the word "sacrifice" on the coffins.

His skin was frighteningly white, and there were two thick dark circles slanting across the corners of his eyes. With the light behind him, he didn't show any signs of life. His body was so thin that it seemed as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

Cough cough cough~

"Master, take a rest."

"It's not too late to do it tomorrow. You haven't slept for two days."

In the room, another voice suddenly sounded.

The voice was old and somewhat kind, like a housekeeper from a wealthy family, giving thoughtful reminders.

I just looked around for the sound, but it was empty and no one was in sight.

There were only men depicting "sacrifice" and three cold coffins.

The man had a heavy cough and was wearing a white singlet on a cold day.

As mentioned before, he seemed really tired and needed a good rest.

"no."

"If you go any slower, you won't be able to keep up with the time."

Ahem~

He was very weak, but his hand when he wrote "Sacrifice" was very steady, and he still painted the gold letters smoothly.

This character is unusual. If you look closely, you can see many strange lines rolling inside the character.

The more lines there are, the more spiritual the word "sacrifice" seems to become.

The man is like this, outlining the lines on it bit by bit, completing this "sacrifice".

"Master, why bother?"

"That Wen Gong guy doesn't want to go into it any further, so why should you insist on it?"

"These human affairs will naturally be handled by human beings. Why should we get involved?"

The old voice sounded again, seeming a little distressed.

"They owe us, and we owe them."

"Who can clearly explain the grudges and grudges of the previous generation?"

"Those six old ghosts have already been executed, and since that one doesn't want to go into details, let's forget it."

"My boss, it makes me sad to see you doing this to yourself."

The man tracing the pattern shook his head, and the hand holding the pen was slightly confused.

On the index finger of his right hand, a small dark jade ring shone brightly, and the room seemed to be much more gloomy.

"Although those six old guys are all dead, they were not the only ones who ran out that day."

"This demon in Chiyang County came out of nowhere. I feel like it was the handiwork of an old friend."

"Just wait, maybe we can catch it back."

At this point, the man's words suddenly became sharp.

"Uncle Liu, help me put this coffin in the back later."

"I know you do it for my own good, but..."

"I will pay what he owes. This is only natural."

"What does it have to do with who cares?"

As he spoke, the man began to trace again.

The dark eyes suddenly showed a bit of anger.

"and……"

"Only when it's over."

"I can only get back what they owe us!"

"There are some things that they didn't say were over."

"It's time to end!"

Suddenly a gust of wind blew in the room, sending gold and silver paper money flying all over the sky.

Wow~

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Wow~

The sound of water rolling.

"I call you playful, let's see if you dare to touch other people's things in the future!"

While Li Xiang rubbed Zhao Zheng's fingers with glutinous rice water, he took out his hand and lightly hit Zhao Zheng's head a few times.

He whined in pain.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

"I don't dare anymore. I won't dare again next time!"

After returning from buying candied haws, the little guy kept saying that his hands were burning and he felt painful and itchy.

Li Xiang felt something was wrong, so he picked it up and took a look.

Huo!

A piece of black and green was already wrapped around his hand, as if it was stained by some evil spirit.

I don’t know why, but the nine-clawed golden dragon protecting the little guy didn’t trigger.

Li Xiang tried to use Haoran Qi to wash away the unclean things on it.

But the effect is very weak.

I don’t know if it’s because the level of my Haoran Qi is too low. The Haoran Qi should be able to suppress all evil spirits, but it doesn’t have any effect.

The little guy was in pain and itchy, and was howling at home.

Li Xiang remembered what the man said during the day, so he reached out and grabbed a handful of glutinous rice, mixed it in water, and asked the little guy to put his hands in and rinse it.

Immediately, I saw a blue-black mist falling off the little guy's hand, scattered in the air, and disappeared.

Its color is green and black, yin but not evil, and seems to be yin and righteous.

Li Xiang frowned as he looked straight at it.

This is Yin Qi, but it is not evil. Even the Haoran Qi does not have much effect when it comes into contact with it.

It actually made Li Xiang feel a little weird.

Can these two words "Yinxie" and "Yinxie" be separated?

I cleaned up the little guy, threw it back into the room, made the bed, and let him go to bed early.

Speaking of which, this little guy seems to be used to fine clothes and fine food at first, but he still feels a little uncomfortable sleeping on this hard stone bed.

However, after Li Xiang cleaned up for two days, he just followed the local customs. His aura of nobility had disappeared a lot, and he looked more like half a child from the countryside.

I don’t know if Uncle Zhang will give Li Xiang a good beating after seeing this.

At night.

Li Xiang lay on the bed, thinking about the coffin shop he saw during the day.

The man felt very strange, as if he had no cultivation.

I used my Confucian and Taoist supernatural powers to look at it, and after observing it with my Dharma eyes, I just felt that this was an ordinary body.

It's just that the qi and blood are very weak. He is obviously an adult, but the qi and blood in his body are like those of a child.

It looked like he was seriously ill.

This man is cold and weird, somewhat similar to the evil spirit of the Cursed Spirit Ring.

The system prompted that he had the whereabouts of the ring, which Li Xiang thought was very reasonable.

It's just that he can't figure out his background, which makes Li Xiang a little confused.

"Forget it, go to sleep."

"Tomorrow I will ask a clone to look after the house and supervise the little one's studies."

"I'm going to find a spiritual place to improve my cultivation as soon as possible and advance to the realm of mortal transformation."

Li Xiang shook his head, pulled the quilt, and prepared to go to sleep.

Sure enough, people can't be too lazy.

For lazy people to cultivate immortality, the more they cultivate, the more difficult it becomes.

Before going to bed, Li Xiang took out a piece of straw paper and gently placed it under his pillow.

At a cursory glance, it seems that you can see words such as festival, coffee, and royal sister.

There was no talking all night, except for Li Xiang's laughter from time to time, which seemed to indicate that he had a very happy dream.

In the early morning, Li Xiang was awakened by a familiar system prompt.

[Ding! You have completed the camp confrontation mission!]

[You have obtained a perfect D-level adventure token x1 and attribute points x50.]

[Ding! The status of Chiyang County has been updated.]

[Ding! You have completed the C-level mission "Decision"]

[You get reward: Attribute points x30!]

[Your current remaining allocable attribute points are: 70.]

【Please ask if allocation will be carried out!】