Realizing This Is Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years
Chapter 2
Accidentally Entering the Peach Garden, Meeting an Immortal Master
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"System! What the hell is going on? Why would someone come in?!”
Cui Heng immediately summoned the system in his mind.
She's panicking.
After all, according to the previous System's detection, this world was a high level immortal realm.
Eternal kings were everywhere, ferocious beasts were endless!
Even a child who only knew how to drink animal milk could easily exert millions of units of strength.
Although the figure that descended from the sky just now only looked like a 12 or 13 year old boy, who could guarantee that he did not possess earth-shattering power?
What if it was the son of Celestial Thearch who came to the lower realms to act cool?
His body, which was only at the Sixth level of Qi Refining, would definitely not be able to withstand it!
[Hello! The Almighty Immortal Cultivation System is at your service. The system will protect your path to immortality!]
[As the Beginner's Room moves through the empty gaps between the various worlds, it will often come into contact with different heavenly worlds. The rules of space of some worlds were unstable, and there would be signs of living things passing through empty gaps and falling into the Beginner's Room.
Creatures that accidentally leave their original world will be pulled back by their original world. They will leave at most in 12 days and return to their original world.]
"I understand."
Cui Heng heaved a sigh of relief after hearing the System explanation.
Even if it was a high-level immortal realm, there would definitely be many low-level worlds.
For example, the mortal world etc.
In general, such a low-level world space was usually extremely unstable.
He, who had read many novels, knew these things very well.
Moreover, after he relaxed, he realized that this was the Starter Room. He won't be harmed here.
Even if a mighty figure fell, it did not seem to be a problem.
After thinking about everything, Cui Heng's mood completely relaxed.
He walked to the farm and observed the figure that fell from the sky.
It was a boy who looked to be around 12 or 13 years old. He looks ordinary. Her clothes were tattered, and her skin was dark. He was thin and wrinkled, and he looked like he was just wrapped in skin and bones.
On his head was a twisted ring scar. From his appearance, he looked like a young monk.
Except, this kid has grown a lot of hair.
“Hungry, very hungry, very hungry.” The boy muttered involuntarily as his body curled up and trembled slightly.
“...” Cui Heng was silent for a moment before he sighed. “Who asked me to be so kind? I'll save your life.”
It's a little lonely to live here alone for ten years.
It is rare to have someone to talk to.
That's not a simple matter at all.
...
Hong Fugui opened his eyes with great difficulty and then immediately closed them again.
It was because he saw a ball of light that was emitting a bright white radiance on it. That's kind of blinding.
After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes. After barely being able to adapt to the light, he could clearly see his surroundings.
The walls were as white as snow, the decor was exquisite, the tables and chairs were neat and clean, and the bed was actually covered with a snow-white satin cloth!
"Where is this place?" Hong Fugui was very confused as he stared at the huge light bulb. “Could this be the world after death? But why do I still feel hungry after I die?”
Crunch!
The door was pushed open and a young man wearing a snow-white robe walked into the room. He was handsome and had a graceful temperament, as if he was a God descending from heaven.
When Hong Fugui saw him walking, he was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully, "Are you a God from the sky?"
“No, it's just that.” Hong Fugui hurriedly shook his head. However, right at this moment, his stomach suddenly started rumbling.
"Hahaha, you must be hungry." Cui Heng laughed before looking at the empty space beside him. He uttered softly, "The strong man in yellow robes, where are you?"
"The Strong Man in the Yellow Cloak?" Hong Fugui was a bit confused. He did not know what Cui Heng said to the void, but the sight that appeared in front of him stunned him.
The empty space was like a lake broken by rocks, rippling.
Then, a three meter tall, muscular, and yellow-clothed man appeared from the thin air in the room. He knelt respectfully in front of Cui Heng, "Greetings, Immortal Master!"
Immortal technique!
This is an Immortal!
Hong Fugui looked at Cui Heng in disbelief, and his eyes and mouth were wide open. His face was covered in shock.
You said that you are not an Immortal ?!
At this moment, he was enlightened and kneeled violently. He kowtowed on the ground and said respectfully, "Eternal Majesty, please give me a method to save the world!"
“Ah, this ..” Cui Heng suddenly felt numbness in his scalp.
He only wanted to make the Yellow-robed Strong Man bring food. Why did this child suddenly kneel?
This brat was indeed from the mortal world of Xianxia realm.
Real dumb.
"Wake up, get up, eat first." Cui Heng raised his hand lightly, and an invisible surge of Dharma power surged, instantly dragging Hong Fugui to stand up.
Although he did not know any Dharma mantra, his own Dharmic power had certain mystical characteristics. It was easy enough for him to achieve this.
But according to Hong Fugui, this was a truly godly technique!
He controlled his Qi in the air and made someone stand up!
This was the legend of the fighter world, something that only the gods in this land could do!
He was even more certain that his benefactor was a reclusive Immortal!
However, Hong Fugui did not continue to kneel and worship Cui Heng.
Instead, he listened to Cui Heng and waited for dinner.
He had lost his parents when he was young and was then tricked and sold to the temple. He was once a monk and after escaping, he wandered for a long time. He became a beggar and had seen too much of the world.
Therefore, he knew very well that when he wanted to get something from others, he could not force it based on his own wishful thinking.
He could not use the other party's mercy to force him.
Instead, he had to show his value first.
Then, he could talk about other things.
Before showing its value, it is best to show compliance.
“I cannot leave a bad impression on Immortal Master.” thought Hong Fugui.
However, when the Yellow-robed Strong Man took out a plate of delicious food from thin air, he could no longer remain calm.
He stared at the roasted chicken, roasted duck, and beef on the table without moving.
Poor Hong Fugui. He had never eaten more than a few mouthfuls of meat before.
“You are wrong. This is the food I usually eat.” Cui Heng rolled his eyes and said to the Yellow-robed Strong Man, "Bring me a bowl of nourishing white porridge."
It was no joke to feed a starving person with such a large meal!
"Yes, Eternal Master!" The Yellow-robed Strong Man nodded.
With a wave of his hand, he collected all the dishes on the table and replaced them with a large pot of fragrant white porridge and two small bowls of pickled vegetables.
"Here, eat." Cui Heng pointed to the plain porridge and pickled vegetables and said to Hong Fugui, “It is not suitable for you to eat too much meat now. Eat porridge to nourish your body first.”
“...” At this moment, Hong Fugui fell silent. He looked at the plain porridge on the table in confusion. His eyes were filled with grief, and his reaction was even greater than when he saw the meat party before. It was as if he had fallen into some sort of memory.
Thumping!
He suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed deeply as he faced the porridge bowl. His voice was a bit hoarse as he said, “Dad, Mother, your son is unfilial. I cause you guys can't even eat a steaming bowl of white porridge before you die!”