Chapter 033 This setting is damn sweet
I still remember that when players learned that the setting of "Ascension" did not exist in the game "Tianchen", it caused heated discussions in the forum.
With everyone's heated discussions, combined with the NPC's usual attitude towards life in the game, players felt that this setting was quite reasonable.
Ask yourself, in such a big world, can people really be free from worries?
If the purpose of spiritual practice is to ascend to heaven, to leave this world, to give up everything, then the more powerful the practitioner is, perhaps the more heartless and ruthless he or she will be.
But on the contrary, the practitioners of Tianchen Continent are indeed extraordinary, but apart from their cultivation, they are actually no different from ordinary people.
To put it simply, a cultivator is just a person with cultivation skills.
You may not believe it, but even the Demon Sect, which is arrogant and domineering in the eyes of outsiders and does whatever it wants, takes holidays during holidays!
Disciples can return to their hometowns to visit their families during holidays, especially during the Chinese New Year. As long as they have a home to return to, they will go home for the Chinese New Year, and for those who have no home, the Demon Sect is their home.
It's not just the Demon Sect, in fact most of the cultivation sects are like this.
Why is this so? It’s actually very simple.
Once people step into the door of spiritual practice, they will gain extraordinary cultivation and a lifespan longer than that of ordinary people.
Even if you just step into the first realm, it is easy to live over a hundred years.
It seems that mortals with short lifespans are destined to be unable to accompany practitioners throughout their lives. They will eventually leave and disappear from the practitioners' world.
Since not everyone can practice cultivation, it is normal for practitioners to have mortal parents and brothers and sisters.
Separation is inevitable.
A small number of practitioners take this as a basis and think that "forgetting all emotions" and "eliminating all emotions and nature" are the great way!
But in fact, most practitioners in Tianchen Continent take the opposite path.
Precisely because separation is inevitable, everything becomes more precious.
"Human touch" and "the air of everyday life" are the two main reasons why countless players are addicted to the game "Tianchen".
In the eyes of many players, this seems like a real world. And for Lu Xun now, this place has indeed become a real world.
So for him, he naturally hopes that practitioners can be more like normal people, so that they can live an easier life.
Since he had nothing to do, Lu Xun sat down cross-legged and started practicing again.
Although the experience points given are not much, a small mosquito still counts as meat, and the feeling of practicing is really addictive!
Soon, his body began to itch, and then to ache.
And the reward he got was a snail's pace increase in experience points.
After running a few small cycles, he opened the experience bar and took a look. The current experience bar was [110/1000].
He can practice about one big circulation every day, which is equivalent to ten small circulations, and can gain 20 experience points.
With this calculation, if you rely solely on practice, it will only take 44.5 days to upgrade, hahahaha!
In fact, the practice of "The Art of Eating Breath" is really not difficult. People with good aptitude do not need too much time to practice all the way to perfection.
“It seems that in addition to reputation tasks, I have to find other ways to gain experience.” Lu Xun said in his heart.
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At the same time, in a restaurant in a small town far away from the Demon Sect, a storyteller was telling a story with a beaming smile on his face.
He looked like a middle-aged man, wearing a plain white robe, like a poor scholar who failed the imperial examination.
There are actually quite a lot of people like this. Those who are lucky can marry a woman who is willing to support their studies and continue to study even when they are old. Those who are unlucky will generally find a job that can support their family.
The middle-aged man stood beside the table, holding an unopened folding fan in his left hand, but he was talking about the strange stories of the practitioners.
These contents are what ordinary people like to hear the most. After all, the farther away something is from us, the more curious we will be.
The storyteller is of very high level, speaking in a gentle and unhurried tone. The content is fascinating and very visual.
But the fingers of his left hand, which was holding the folding fan, were slightly raised, making him look a little cute.
When it came to the climax of the story, the storyteller seemed to be thirsty, so he stopped, took a sip of tea slowly, and rested one hand on the table, looking very charming.
The audience below began to urge him on. Who could stand this feeling of being disconnected?
Seeing that everyone was in a hurry to continue, the storyteller smiled gently, cleared his throat, and continued telling the story.
After finishing the whole speech, a man in black clothes and with a dark face held a tray and asked the audience for tips.
This man has a square face, is very tall and has a big build, and looks like the most hardworking farmer in the village.
His smile is simple and honest. Perhaps because he smiles so often, there are many wrinkles around the corners of his eyes, and his forehead wrinkles are also quite deep, making him look rustic and old-fashioned.
This is just a small town, and the restaurant is just a small restaurant. The audience is certainly not comparable to the dignitaries in those big restaurants, but the storyteller’s story is indeed good, and in the end there are several generous listeners who opened their pockets and gave generous rewards.
Before giving tips, the audience members praised: "You are a really good storyteller, but it's a little short!"
"It's long enough, long enough." The storyteller smiled and bowed to thank every listener who gave him a tip.
Since he was not a regular storyteller in the restaurant and only used this place to tell stories for two days, he would have to share the reward money with the restaurant later and actually would not get much in the end.
Today was the last day. Even though the shopkeeper tried his best to keep them, the storyteller and the farmer-like man left after a few polite words.
After two days of talking about books, the gentleman was almost done with it.
The farmer walked with the gait of a dragon or a tiger, while the storyteller took very small steps, or to be more precise... like small, quick steps.
After leaving the restaurant, the dark-skinned man asked, "Sir, are you sure you don't want to go back to the mountain?"
"Why go back to the mountain?" asked the poor scholar in white robe.
"Aren't you going to go see your junior brother?" the dark-skinned man said as he walked.
"What's so good about it? Can he be much more handsome? Doesn't he just have two eyes, two ears, a nose and a mouth?" The poor middle-aged scholar straightened his slightly wrinkled robe and took a look at himself when he passed by a stall selling bronze mirrors.
The dark-skinned man knew in his heart that the gentleman was vain. Although he was not particularly good-looking, he was very vain.
In addition to being vain, Mr. is also jealous, so he doesn't like men who are too good-looking.
Therefore, the reason why Shen Yan could sit on the position of the leader of the Demon Sect was not only because he had the highest cultivation and the greatest prestige among his peers, but also because he was the shortest, looked fierce and ugly, and had no hair on his head...
——The gentleman was very satisfied.
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