Chapter 565: Take drugs to level up, brothers
A few minutes later, Ah Zhu, with a confused look on his face, came out of the illusion. He looked at the spirit sword in his hand that kept buzzing and trying to escape, and exerted force to hold it in his hand.
He glanced at his personal gaming system again.
In addition to the normal practice interface, there is an additional interface for "Companion Spirit Sword Compatibility", and in addition to the profession of Spellcaster, there is also an additional profession option for "Entry-Level Swordsman".
Relying on the manipulation of spiritual energy after being digitized, Ah Zhu unskillfully released his five fingers, allowing his "companion spirit sword" to fly around his body like a swimming fish, and then controlled it above his shoulder.
He felt the pleasant voice of the angry scolding in his mind, turned around and shouted to the players behind him:
"Cool, guys!"
"I've become a sword cultivator! My sword still has consciousness. As long as I continue to improve its compatibility, it will eventually have its own weapon spirit. The key point is, I can pinch its face!
I'm going to have my own 'Sword Girl', brothers and sisters!
This practice is wonderful.”
“Go, go, go!”
When the players saw that Azalea had tamed the spirit sword safely and soundly, and that they could raise a sword lady and a sword swordsman or something like that, their eyes suddenly lit up and they rushed forward howling like ghosts and wolves.
Shan Qiuming, who was standing next to him, was stunned.
this……
What is the principle behind this?
Wasn't it obvious that the spirit sword and spirit energy had already entered his body? Wouldn't the next step be to parasitize the sea of consciousness and nourish the sword with his body? How did this become using the body as a prison, suppressing the spirit energy, and in turn controlling the spirit sword?
Is it still possible to play like this?
These Eden people are truly magical.
As expected, he is the guy that Jiang Zemin pays special attention to. He seems to have some skills.
However, there are only forty-nine spirit swords in total, and not everyone has the talent for swordsmanship to be selected. Even if a cultivator without the talent for swordsmanship gets a spirit sword, he will never be able to mobilize the spiritual charm within it.
Since ancient times, the sword-cultivation profession has been the one that requires the most talent, and it is destined that not everyone can achieve their wish.
For example, Lao Qu.
Lao Qu ran up excitedly, but no spiritual sword paid any attention to him.
Obviously, he was not a "talented person" recognized by Lingjian. Seeing that Lingjian was picked up by others one by one, Lao Qu felt jealous.
Why!
I want a sword girl too...
"Let them choose their swords. We, the body cultivators, have our own paths to follow."
A hand reached out from behind, patted Lao Qu on the shoulder, and said something encouraging. Lao Qu turned around and found that it was the high-level player Jiu San who had just commanded the battle.
The latter now showed Lao Qu a standard eight-tooth smile, and his specially bald head sparkled in the island sunshine, emitting an inspirational light.
He was just like the hero in a hot-blooded comic, stroking the turtle demon sword in his hand and said to Lao Qu:
"Every road can be reached to the end. Just look at Lord Red Devil and you will know that the achievements of this body refining way are in no way inferior to those fancy sword cultivators."
"But I want Sword Girl too."
Lao Qu raised his spear and replied weakly.
"What good is that!"
Jiu San snorted and said unhappily:
"What's so good about women? They will only slow down the speed of sword drawing for men like me. Since we want to practice, we must put aside distractions and move forward courageously!
The sweat that tempers the body under the setting sun is the passionate path that men should pursue.
elbow!
Let's go practice body building!"
He dragged the reluctant Lao Qu and a group of equally frustrated body refinement players and rushed towards the mountain of the island.
To commemorate the beginning of my spiritual practice, let’s run back and forth a hundred times on the rugged mountain road this afternoon!
"Not bad, I took twenty-seven, and there are twenty-two left."
After all the players had chosen their spirit swords, Shan Qiuming glanced into the box and found that half of the spirit swords had not yet been selected as "Sword Slaves", so Lord Red Devil buried these swords again.
Lao Jiang said that there might be another wave of Eden people coming, and then it will be left to them to choose.
He had just assigned tasks to the one hundred players according to the habit he developed in the Red Moon Realm. Most of them were related to cultivation, and some were about repairing the facilities on the Disaster Island.
When they attacked before, they broke the garbage defense formation on this island, so it was just a good opportunity for those spellcasters to repair it and practice their five elements spiritual energy at the same time.
Lao Shan had dealt with this group of Eden people in the Red Moon Realm and knew the trick to get along with them, which was that they must never be left idle and must be constantly given tasks to do.
Once these guys get bored, they'll do a lot of things.
When Shan Qiuming was still in the Red Moon War, there were many thefts in the Savior Army camp, all of which were caused by these Eden people.
At that time, they traveled in groups, moving between various camps.
He wandered around the tents assigned to the soldiers as if they were his own home, and when he saw something good, he put it in his bag without asking for permission.
They behaved just like a group of bandits with low morals.
After being severely beaten by the Savior Army soldiers, the Eden people finally learned their lesson and knew not to steal things, so they started to find ways to get close to the Savior Army members.
There were also some female Eden people who tried to "seduce" the warriors, and they developed to the point where they were open and honest with each other.
Fortunately, it was stopped in the end.
Lao Jiang had specifically reminded us of this. At this stage, the Eden people should not be allowed to get too close to other people. It was said that this was a problem of civilization and ethics.
"Lord Red Devil, we have repaired that formation node."
Soon, three or four spell-casting monks came to report to Shan Qiuming who was practicing boxing.
Laoshan was very satisfied with their strong execution ability.
Although these Eden people have various faults, there is one good thing about them: no matter what task you assign to them, no matter how difficult or humiliating it is, they will do their best to complete it.
And the pursuit of completion must be 100%.
Even two hundred percent.
This strong subjective initiative proves that they are always the best tools.
"good."
Lao Shan nodded with satisfaction, took out a few bottles of Spirit Gathering Pills from his storage ring, and threw them to the several spell-casting monks in front of him.
It's called a reward.
It is also a very important part of dealing with the Eden people.
If you ask them to do things for you but don't reward them, things will become very troublesome.
Also during the Red Moon War.
There were a few evil-minded witch hunters who made a group of Eden people work hard for them. After they finished their work, the witch hunters wanted to drive them away with bad words.
The Eden people were very angry about not getting the reward, and they immediately gathered a team of more than a dozen people, trapped those evil witch hunters in the tent and beat them up.
All the valuables they had were taken away.
Although these guys are usually playful and occasionally play tricks on their companions, they are surprisingly united when it comes to debt collection.
It is said, well, it is just said that during the recuperation period of the Red Moon War, even someone like Saint Cecilia was criticized by the people of Eden because the rewards given were not enough.
These guys are incredibly brave.
They even dared to ambush Saint Cecilia, but were killed by the old woman with a sword, and they were thrown to the ground and cried for their parents.
But in the end, they got back the reward they deserved thanks to the intervention of Lady Helya. But Saint Cecilia's reputation in the Eden community was ruined.
It is said that now in the Red Moon Realm, no Edenians are willing to serve the Saint.
"These pills are not very useful to body cultivators and sword practitioners, but they are very important to you spell cultivators."
Lao Shan looked at the Eden monks who had put away their pills and were still waiting for the next mission to be issued. He thought for a moment and said casually:
"Your current realm is still poor, and your efficiency in absorbing spiritual energy during daily meditation is too low. If you want to quickly improve your cultivation, you might as well try using the Spirit Gathering Pill to transform your spiritual energy.
I have a friend who relied on taking drugs to practice , and in just one or two months, he broke through to the Qi training stage.
Although this method will make your spiritual power weak, the Qi training thunder tribulation is just for fun and will not put your life in danger... Alas! This is not how you take pills!"
Before Shan Qiuming could finish his words, several players in front of him uncorked their bottles and poured the Soul Gathering Pills into their mouths.
Lao Shan shook his head repeatedly after watching this.
These idiots are really brave enough to pour anything into their mouths. They are definitely good at tricking people into testing poison.
But it’s a pity that they lack basic common sense of spiritual practice.
He snatched the porcelain bottles from the players in front of him and said to them:
"Eat them one by one. If you eat too much at once, the spiritual energy will be stimulated too much, and your mortal body cannot absorb it. You can only let it dissipate, which is just a waste."
"Master Red Devil, is it harmful to your body if you take too much of this pill?"
Another player asked stupidly.
After being glared at by Shan Qiuming, he poured out a Spirit Gathering Pill from the porcelain bottle, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it like a candy bean, making a crunching sound.
He then took out a copper coin that emitted a magical glow from his ring and said:
"It's harmless to your body, but it's harmful to your wallet. This thing is not as cheap as you think. If you want to take drugs and practice to the Qi training stage, you need to have immortal money, understand?"
Several players nodded repeatedly.
As for krypton gold, they understand.
Although there is no concept of money in the Eden world, they have personal computing power as a substitute, and in Second Life, they can also spend computing power to upgrade some personal services.
"It's good that you understand."
Shan Qiuming threw out a few more porcelain bottles containing Soul Gathering Pills and a small bag of immortal money, and threw them beside him. He opened his fist rack and continued to practice boxing while saying to a few players:
"Fellow Daoist Kuang Zhan, you killed those little demons on the beach. It was refreshing, but they will stink in a few days under the sun. You guys go to the beach and throw the corpses of those little demons back into the sea.
After you are done, the elixir and immortal money will be yours."
Several players looked at each other.
Finally, a brave guy whispered to Lao Shan:
"Master Red Devil, we saw some fairy medicinal plants in the valley in the mountains. They are growing normally, perhaps because they lack fertilizer. Those little demons still have spiritual energy and blood essence to use.
How about...
Pulled into fertile fields? "
"Ahem"
Hearing this, Shan Qiuming almost vomited blood.
He put away his fists and looked at the player in front of him with a strange look, thinking, what a guy, who is the evil cultivator?
There are tens of thousands of evil cultivators in the West Sea, but none of them can do such a wicked thing as using the corpses of little demons to fertilize the fields.
Monks cannot.
At least it shouldn't.
After a long silence, Shan Qiuming sighed and said to the players in front of him:
"Alright, alright, go ahead and do it. You've made the right decision to come to the West Sea. Isn't this a natural evil cultivator? Do it covertly so that no one can see through it."
"That would require digging holes, which would be a lot of work and would also delay my practice."
Several players looked at each other again, looked at the rewards on the ground in front of them, and bargained with Shan Qiuming:
"Can you give me more of a reward, sir?"
"Bang"
Several rocks around Lao Shan suddenly exploded, flying like powder. He looked at the players coldly with murderous intent, pointed at himself, and said:
"I, the evil cultivator, understand?"
“I understand.”
Several players were so scared that they turned around and ran away, saying something like "I can't afford to offend you".
Lao Shan watched them leave, wondering whether he should find an excuse to escape and stay away from these wicked people, so as to avoid being struck by lightning one day and die unjustly.
"Hahaha, with these funny guys here, the West Sea is going to be lively."
In the laboratory of the Eden World, Lao Jiang looked at Shan Qiuming's depressed expression, covered his stomach and laughed. After confirming that players could use the spirit sword, he put his last worry back into his stomach.
Turning back to Old Earl, he said:
"One hundred people are not enough. Invite some more Second Life Hall of Fame members to the West Sea to help them build the Disaster Island. For this batch, send some high-level players who are good at simulation business games.
The World of Eden is truly my treasure trove of talent.
Whatever you need, it's here, which is great.”
