Chapter 2 Crossing Tribulation? World of Immortals?
Chapter 2: Overcoming the Tribulation? The World of Xianxia?
"I knew that even after traveling through time in the game, the second game would definitely not be that simple!"
Wang Mu stared at the two swords behind the statue.
There is a difference between the character model in the game and the real statue, and the statue is too big, so Wang Mu is not completely sure.
But the appearance of the two stone weapons behind the statue was too familiar to him!
The Xiaoxiao Sword and Yinghong Dao are the weapons used to clear the level.
"Not starting over, but ending a thousand years later?"
Thinking of this, Wang Mu was a little confused for a moment.
The world has definitely undergone earth-shaking changes in the past thousand years...
Wang Mu looked at the statue and fell silent.
"Xiao Wang, since you have come to our Anle Village, you have to work hard and support yourself in the future. If you don't know anything, it doesn't matter. You can learn many things!"
The aunt looked Wang Mu up and down, "I wonder what you think?"
Wang Mu felt his own situation.
I just traveled through time as a whole, and my physical fitness is average in all aspects.
In the game, if you engage in this, you only need to consume action points, and the protagonist will automatically work, and the skill proficiency will increase. Basically, it is just a matter of clicking the mouse and calculating the time.
Considering that reality is different from games, hunting and mining may be more difficult...
But in reality, it should be easy to kill a chicken, catch a fish, and chop wood, right?
"My cooking skills are pretty good, and I can still kill chickens and fish."
Wang Mu said.
"oh?"
Auntie's eyes lit up, "Do you still have this ability?"
The aunt's gaze made Wang Mu feel a little subtle.
"Come on, come on, I just want to make mushroom and chicken soup today, why don't you kill a chicken first and let me see?"
The aunt took Wang Mu to a backyard, which was surrounded by a four-meter-high fence and housed some strange-shaped flower chickens.
For some reason, Wang Mu always feels a little strange, because these chickens are strong and have bright eyes. Compared with the chickens farmed on the earth, they look like the overlord of chickens.
Considering that it was a different world, Wang Mu felt that it didn't matter. They were just livestock after all. How could they be compared with human beings?
Outside the fence, there is a chopping board, and a chicken waiting to be slaughtered is hanging on the chopping board.
Killing a chicken is not difficult for Wang Mu, who was born in a rural area. He just needs to clamp the wings, buckle the chicken's head upside down, pluck the hair from the chicken's neck, wipe the neck with a knife and bleed...
The aunt looked at Wang Mu with encouraging eyes.
Wang Mu rolled up his sleeves, walked over, and skillfully grabbed the chicken's wings with both hands...
However, just when he was about to grab the chicken wings, the chicken suddenly clucked, and its wings flapped towards Wang Mu's arm like a cattail fan!
call!
A strong air current swept over him, and Wang Mu felt a huge force coming towards him. His arm felt like it was hit by a hundred-pound pendulum. He couldn't control his whole body. He stepped back more than ten steps and finally fell down.
On the ground…
"?"
Wang Mu was dumbfounded.
what's the situation?
I can't even catch a chicken, can I?
At that moment, Wang Mu even felt as if he had been slapped by a boxing champion.
"..." The aunt looked at this scene, and several thin lines appeared on her forehead.
"Xiao Wang, this chicken is called Feng Yu Chicken. It's not that easy to kill it." The aunt smiled, "Your body is a little weak. Killing a chicken is a technical job and it's not that easy."
"
Wang Mu stood up, shook his arm, and felt a numbness, as if his blood vessels were being pressed.
Not to mention killing the chicken, the chicken was killed in one move without even being able to touch it...
Wang Mu secretly felt that something was wrong.
"Well, I should be okay at fishing."
Wang Mu moved his lips, a little unwillingly.
In his previous life, he had done some research on fishing in real life. Not to mention returning home with a full load, he was by no means an air force.
"Okay, I just want to go to Lao Yu to buy some small white carp."
The aunt nodded, "Follow me and try it out at Yunlai River. The only one in our village who is somewhat accomplished in this area is the old guy. If he can have one more fishing friend, he should be in a good mood."
With that said, the aunt took Wang Mu out of the village and came to Yunlai River a few miles away from the village.
This is a small stream flowing slowly down from Guyun Mountain.
It was said to be a small stream, but when Wang Mu walked there, he realized that it was actually a big river, tens of meters wide. From the other bank, he could see the lush and towering trees on the opposite side, as well as Guyun Mountain, which was looming in the clouds and mist.
It's just that the surface of the stream is calm, with the occasional breeze blowing.
Not far away, an old man was sitting on a wooden coffin on the shore, holding a bamboo pole, wearing linen clothes and a bamboo hat, with gray hair, like an old monk sitting fishing, motionless.
This scene was quite familiar to Wang Mu.
"I should be able to do this."
Wang Mu nodded.
Traveling to this point, you can't kill a chicken, but catching a fish should be easy.
The aunt didn't make a sound, just waited quietly, obviously not disturbing.
Wang Mu also waited, fishing for something as still as still water.
Soon, the surface of the lake became slightly wavy and the float sank, indicating that fish should be coming.
"It's time to call it a day."
Wang Mu looked at the old man.
The next moment, the old man opened his eyes, stretched out his arm like a dead tree, and shook it gently!
boom!
A torrent visible to the naked eye rose from the bamboo pole and exploded out of the float, instantly throwing out three or four water columns more than ten meters high.
Fat fish swim rapidly in the water column, like phantoms.
The old man was not in a hurry. He picked up the bamboo pole and swung it. The fishing line shuttled back and forth in the water column like an embroidery needle in the hands of an Eastern leader. In just a moment, it passed through more than a dozen fat white carp that were at least one meter long.
With another flick, the fishing line flew to the shore, and the fish fell from under the line into the bamboo basket sunk in the water.
"..." Wang Mu.
He opened his mouth slightly, watching this scene, and many question marks popped up in his mind again.
You call this fishing?
"Lao Yu, the harvest is not good."
The aunt shouted loudly from behind, "Why are they all these little white carp? It's been a long time since our village tasted the taste of red mullet."
Wang Mu looked at the fish at least one meter long in the bamboo basket.
Little white carp?
What the hell is this carp?
The carp is so big...
Wang Mu was in a daze for a moment, and something seemed not quite right in Novice Village in the Second Week.
The old man turned around, sighed and said: "It's not like you don't know what's going on recently. Yunlai River only has this kind of little white carp that makes a tooth sacrifice. What, is there something wrong?"
The aunt nodded and was about to speak.
Suddenly, dark clouds rolled in the distance, thunder filled the air, and darkness seemed to cover the sky. The originally clear sky suddenly changed color.
"I have something to do, so let's go back first."
The aunt's face was solemn, she glanced into the distance, and said to Wang Mu, "Little Wang, the immortals over at Guyun Mountain have begun to undergo tribulations again. The spiritual energy is turbulent and not suitable for work. There are even ferocious beasts coming out to look for food.
We have to go back to the village first."
"Oh, okay, okay..." Wang Mu nodded subconsciously.
etc?
Immortal transcends tribulation?
Wang Mu's expression changed.
Isn’t this the world of martial arts?
"Immortal transcends tribulation?" Wang Mu asked in a low voice.
"That's right, you should know that too, right?" Auntie said a little strangely, "On the other side of Guyun Mountain, there is the Immortal Cultivation Sect and the Shangxiao Sword Sect. In recent months, it is said that there are immortals there who have broken through and are seeking to survive the catastrophe.
, a natural phenomenon, our villages and towns here have also been slightly affected. Every once in a while, disciples of the Immortal Sect come down the mountain to give some compensation to us nearby villages."
After hearing this, Wang Mu finally understood after making repeated inquiries.
Understand, after a thousand years, it’s already a fairy world?
After returning to the village, the aunt asked Wang Mu to rest for a few days and brought him a change of cloth.
In the clean wooden house, Wang Mu was lying on a wooden bed made of weeds.
It was raining heavily outside, and the sound of raindrops kept ticking in Wang Mu's heart.
The purple lightning arc passed through the wooden window and reflected on Wang Mu's face, fleeting like a snapshot, capturing that confused expression.
I traveled through time and could not even kill a chicken. At first glance, my dear, it turned out to be a fairy world.
"The second game is not a reboot, it is a thousand years after the ending of the game..."
"The martial arts world has evolved into the fairy world..."
Wang Mu closed his eyes.
I was full of confidence when I first came...
Now...
Wang Mu did not hesitate and couldn't help calling out in his heart:
"System dad?"
"..."
no respond.
"Forget it if there is no system, you won't inherit the character's abilities from me? It has become a fairy world, and a chicken can kill me..."
Wang Mu was extremely speechless.
The most outrageous thing is.
Thousands of years ago.
I don’t know what the world has become. Things have changed, people have changed, the world has changed, and the map has changed!
My role has become history.
I'm afraid those heroines who have conquered have long since turned into a handful of loess?
"The aunts and old men in Novice Village are all as strong as supermen, but they are all ordinary villagers without spiritual roots..."
Wang Mu recalled today's experience, "If this is a real immortal cultivator... I feel like it's not as good as Earth OL."
Although the Earth OL is an ordinary person, he can at least live in peace for the rest of his life.
In the world of immortals with such high martial arts value, reality is not a game. With my own talents and qualifications, let alone cultivating immortals, it would be difficult for me to practice martial arts and strengthen my body.
After all, in the game, practicing martial arts, strengthening your body, and practicing skills are all just a matter of clicking the mouse and allocating action points. It’s an easy comparison!
In reality...well, it's even difficult to kill a chicken.
I have to lie down, I'm afraid I might end up burping that day.
Thinking of this, Wang Mu felt uneasy, got up and walked out of the wooden house, braved the heavy rain, and came to the statue in the village.
The history of the statue is said to be very ancient. Wang Mu asked about it when he returned to the village.
It is said that Dongfang Mu just opened the door to the Apocalypse, recalled his homeland, and built it as a souvenir after returning to Anle Village.
Then Dongfang Mu disappeared, but the statue remained and remains to this day.
Outside and inside the village, there was a layer of faint golden shimmer, like a protective shield.
This is the golden light talisman to avoid evil spirits. It is a talisman distributed by the disciples of the Immortal Sect to the villages and towns at the foot of Guyun Mountain to prevent nearby villages and towns from being attacked by ferocious beasts and demons in the recent period.
"Dongfang Mu..."
Wang Mu looked at the statue, sighed, and touched the base of the statue, "Is it really just a character?"
Suddenly...
When he touched it, a ray of light shone slightly from his body, condensing into his consciousness, forming a unique picture.