The boy said proudly: "I have read many more novels about cultivating immortals than you. You put ten thousand hearts in your stomach and just wait to practice." "Let me tell you, according to the process, we are newly recruited disciples, just waiting for the master to teach the preliminary Qi-entraining practice. Even if we don't stay in this dungeon world for a long time, even if we just learn a little bit, for ordinary people like us Everyone is very helpful.” The girl nodded in understanding, "Okay then, I'll listen to you. But..." Zhao Ying was still about to say something, but was interrupted by the boy, "It's nothing, this is obviously Master's territory. Be careful that these cultivators have sharp ears and eyes, and will listen to what you say. I don't know what the world is like outside, depending on the situation." Maybe this is what survival is all about.” After the boy's scare, the girl panicked for a moment and stopped talking. After listening to a few words, Lin Qing concluded that these two people were acquaintances and were also players. However, this boy's view of the Immortal Cultivation dungeon is still based on ordinary impressions. This stereotype is a fatal weakness for survival players. Lin Qing did not interrupt for the time being and decided to wait and see what would happen. After all, this is the player's own choice. Even if she knows that the situation in this dungeon is different, she cannot just go up and tell others that there is a big problem here. Some people are just stubborn and won't listen to anyone else's words. If they simply remind them, they may get into trouble and be considered nosy.
At this time, just when Lin Qing was about to listen to other children's opinions, her sleeve was pulled. Lin Qing lowered her head and saw a child much lower than her sniffing, "Xiao Qi, why don't you You look so happy? We all have enough to eat, what’s the point of being unhappy?” Lin Qing instantly realized that this was a little guy who knew the original person. She thought about it, trying to get something out of him, so she made up a random reason. "Who are you? I lost my mind and can't remember clearly." Hearing this, the child suddenly became anxious, blowing his beard and staring, "I am Ergou, why have you forgotten me? Don't you remember? If it weren't for me, you would have been sold to the auction house by your mother. How can I ascend to the Immortal Sect if I’m Hanako’s?” Lin Qing glanced at this similarly dry little kid, only as tall as her waist. It seemed that the source of the problem was him. This kid is so ignorant that he doesn't even doubt that a place with a broken house is called a fairy gate. Seeing Lin Qing's eyes, Ergou became completely anxious, "What's your attitude? Even though the conditions here are poor, at least they can shelter from the wind and rain and have enough to eat. But there won't be floods this year, or locust plagues next year. No one will be seen from all over the country. . Otherwise, if you still want to flee, you won’t know where you will die.” After listening to his words, Lin Qing realized that this copy world did not look peaceful. No wonder the children here are so skinny and malnourished, it turns out that this is the case. In a natural disaster, collecting a few children is nothing. After all, you won't even know if they are dead, let alone being led to the so-called cultivation of immortality. At this moment, the senior brother finally walked out. He looked much more energetic, and his face was no longer as cold as ice, but had a gentle color on it. "Let's go. Master allows you to go in to worship. Be careful. Go in, kowtow to Master three times, and then listen to the instructions." This time, before Gu Lang could explain, the group of children responded with excitement. Although it is important for them to have enough food, it is also very exciting to see the immortal who led them to the beginning again. It is said that immortals can turn stones into gold, turn their hands into a jar full of rice, fly over walls and fly over walls, and control supernatural powers. Who wouldn't want to be such a carefree immortal? Now that the senior brother had given permission, a group of half-grown children immediately hurried towards the cave, for fear of falling behind. Only Lin Qing walked slowly and leisurely behind the crowd. After all, in a strange place like this, it’s better to be careful.
At this time, she suddenly smelled a putrid smell, as if the pickled cabbage jar that had been pickled in the cave for more than ten years had been knocked over, and the cave was instantly filled with the smell. As for the others, except for the two who seemed to be players who frowned, the other children were very happy and kowtowed to the man sitting cross-legged on the futon at the end of the cave. "Master, Master!" "Hello, master!" "Hello, Master!" Of course, Lin Qing would not be the exception. She stepped into the role, cried out to Master, and knelt down to kowtow. After a period of chaos, the master sitting in the shadow of a high place pretended to wave his whisk and said, "Good morning, children, get up, get up!" At this time, Lin Qing also took the opportunity to see the true face of the man in the shadow. He looked full of wrinkles, and the skin on his forehead was so loose that it could trap a fly, but his pair of cloudy white eyes revealed a shrewdness and looked very intelligent. There were candles lit on both sides of the cave, but there were not many, and the shadowy appearance made the master very noble. The master smiled and said: "Children, since you have been selected and qualified to enter the practice, you have a predestined relationship with the master. The master will definitely do his best to teach you Taoism. The purpose of calling you here today is that the first step is to draw in the Qi. body." "Only when the Qi is flowing, the meridians are opened, and the spiritual energy is refined, this is the so-called cultivation. Now, I will give each of you a Qi-inducing pill. When you swallow it, you will feel a faint warm current flowing from the Dantian, which means that the Qi is successfully inducing." As he said, he flicked the whisk, and the silk thread instantly became longer, hooking out a wooden gourd placed in the corner and putting it into the arms of the nearest child. "Child, you come to distribute the pills to the brothers and sisters." The child he chose was flattered and nodded repeatedly, then twisted the gourd mouth, poured out the dark brown pills inside, and distributed them one by one in the children's palms. These children were originally stunned by the master's magical powers. They held the pills in their hands excitedly, but were reluctant to swallow them. "Master, is there only one? Can I go back and bring it to my mother? If she eats this, will she get better?" One of the children raised his hand and asked. The master replied with a smile: "My dear disciples, each person only has one, and cultivation requires talent, giving it to others would be a waste." "Everyone eat it and feel the feeling of spiritual energy entering your body, and the master will teach you the next step of learning."