Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

The entire meditation hall fell into a deathly silence.

The monk Huiming opened his slightly closed eyes and stared straight at Wu Wang.

You could vaguely see that the blood vessels in his pupils were getting more and more numerous, and his originally kind and gentle appearance was beginning to look somewhat eerie.

Immediately afterwards, his clasped hands and his entire body began to tremble.

His facial expressions were sometimes ferocious and terrifying, and sometimes kind and gentle.

About a minute later.

He gradually regained his composure.

He exhaled a heavy breath and sighed, "Unbenefactor, this humble monk has learned much."

As soon as the words were spoken, a piercing buzzing sound instantly rang in everyone's minds.

Then they noticed that the inverted swastika symbol on the ground, which had been hidden by the futon, began to spin at an extremely fast speed.

Furthermore, a gradually intensifying golden aura of scriptures permeated the air, before the players could even use any items to stop it.

These golden scriptures filled the entire meditation hall.

Under the blinding golden light of the scriptures, everyone's vision was momentarily dizzy.

When they opened their eyes again, they were surprised to find themselves still sitting upright on the meditation cushion, maintaining the same posture they had been in before everything happened.

Ruoshui subconsciously raised her hand, which had been eroded by the scriptures, and found it unharmed, with skin as smooth as jade.

The stinging pain from the impact of the heavy hammer on Jinxin's internal organs also disappeared.

The dense bloodstains on the mug and the fortress's overflowing wounds had vanished completely.

Even the futon that Wu Xiaoyou was sitting on, which had been swallowed by the black hole, reappeared.

It was as if everything that had just happened was just a fleeting dream.

However, the items that players used and consumed from their inventory in the Spirit Disaster seemed to confirm the reality of this dream.

"We're not hurt? Were all those things fake?" Mug couldn't help but feel a little relieved.

The pain of having tiny wounds all over his body was unbearable for him.

Fortunately, none of this is real.

In response, Wu Wang slowly stood up from the futon, stretched, and said, "No, it's not fake. To be precise, it almost came true."

After saying that, he walked up to Huiming and said with a grin, "Venerable Monk Huiming, if none of us dare to ask you a question, or if the question doesn't stump you, then everything that happened will become reality, right?"

Just like the question the other party asked the fortress.

Is the vast universe real or illusory?

Just now, when everyone was meditating and heard the chanting, the meditation hall was actually in a state of both illusion and reality.

If you can break free from the confusion of attachment to self, then all of this is illusory.

If you can't overcome the test of your ego, then all the wounds are real.

Wu Wang did not truly break free from the confusion of "attachment to self," and he even doubted that "attachment to self" was actually impossible to break free from.

So it was only by forcing the monk Huiming to remove the strangeness from the meditation hall.

At the same time, it also proves one point—

Unlike the monks seen in the morning prayers and dining hall who could only follow the rules of Cibei Temple, Abbot Huiming was able to control these rules to a certain extent.

He definitely has some kind of secret.

"Unofficial benefactor, when did you discover that you could ask this humble monk questions?"

The other party did not directly answer the above speculations, but this can be considered an admission.

Upon hearing this, Wu Wang laughed and said, "After the second question."

"At that time, I was already thinking about it. When I asked the second question, although it was about passion fruit, Jinxin was also involved in answering it and got injured."

“That’s not quite right. If it’s seven of us asking seven questions, and Jinxin has already answered them in advance, then there will be an extra question at the end. So, who should you ask the seventh question?”

"There are two possibilities: first, you will choose one person to ask again; second, you will ask all of us."

"But whichever the possibility, it means that everyone is able to ask the same question repeatedly. It doesn't mean that we ask one question to each person. You can even ask one person seven times."

"Then what is the significance of these seven questions? I've thought of a possibility—"

"The seven questions are actually unrelated to the number of people. No matter how many people come in, they will be asked seven times. You only said that there should be one question and one answer, and that one should not not answer or speak falsely, but you did not say who asked and who answered."

"Indeed, whether they are monks or pilgrims, when they come in to meditate and face your questions, they all only dare to answer and dare not say more."

"But everyone has forgotten one thing—in this meditation hall, there is no distinction of status or rank; everyone is a practitioner."

"Why can't I ask you questions?"

Wu Wang's analysis left the players somewhat stunned.

Is this guy a robot?

Did he not experience the slightest emotional fluctuation when faced with unknown anomalies and the constant danger of death?
What if I guess wrong? The consequences would be unimaginable!

Monk Huiming listened attentively and nodded.

With a hint of envy in his eyes, he said, "Abbot Kongbei said that two of the pilgrims who stayed overnight yesterday were quite wise. I suppose one of them was you."

After saying that, he looked at the young novice monk sitting in meditation beside him, his eyes softening as he said, "If only Wusheng could have such wisdom as you."

The other party seemed completely unaffected by what had just happened.

No, it should be said that the young novice monk never entered the virtual meditation hall where they asked each other questions; he simply sat there calmly throughout.

However, Wu Wang shook his head and said, "No need, Xiao Wusheng has his own wisdom."

After saying that, he pointed at the young novice and said, "Look, he didn't show the slightest emotional fluctuation when you praised him to his face. Are children this age so emotionally stable?"

"That's not the case. He just didn't hear it. At this moment, he is meditating, and his mind is only on cultivation."

Huiming was taken aback by Wu Wang's words.

He then carefully examined the young novice monk, whom he had cherished and cared for for a long time, but had never truly observed his spiritual practice.

Before this, they only felt that the other party was too young and could not bear to see him suffer from the abnormal corruption in the Compassion Temple.

So he made up some excuses to let Wusheng live alone in the vegetable garden.

I even thought that Wusheng might not be able to endure such suffering, and that leaving Cibei Temple would be a kind of liberation.

But they never expected that the other party would actually treat all of this as a test and a form of self-cultivation.

Monk Huiming looked up at the window of the meditation hall.

Everyone looked over and were surprised to find that it was already dusk.

They spent at least five or six hours in that meditation, which was both real and illusory!

If the young novice monk did not enter the meditation just now, and his physical perception of time was not malfunctioning.

That proves that he really did meditate for that long.

And even now, he maintains a completely unwavering focus, unaffected by the outside world.

In this situation, let alone adults or gamers, even many high-ranking monks in temples might not be able to achieve it.

The monk Huiming said with a complicated expression, "It was this humble monk who was attached to appearances... Gentlemen, this way please."

Having said that, he pointed to the wooden door of the meditation hall and took the lead in leaving.

Wu Wang immediately lifted his leg, intending to follow him away.

Wu Xiaoyou looked at the young novice monk who was still meditating and practicing, and asked, "What about him?"

Wu Wang shrugged and said, "Don't worry, he probably used to meditate here every day. Huiming will definitely send him back to the vegetable garden before he encounters anything unusual."

After saying that, the players got up and left the meditation hall.

Return to the main hall of the [Hall of Self-Control].

They saw that the monk Huiming was already waiting for them at the door.

They followed and arrived outside the hall, where the other person led the way without saying a word.

After wandering through the Compassionate Temple for a while, we finally arrived at a dilapidated warehouse.

It wasn't until after the door was opened and we entered the warehouse that we were allowed to enter.

While everyone was still coughing from the billowing dust, Monk Huiming finally spoke:
“This humble monk knows that you are all different from the previous worshippers, and you also carry a power that this humble monk cannot understand.”

“But even so, I still have to give you a piece of advice—turn back before it’s too late. The disaster at Cibei Temple is not something you can get involved in. Just leave as if nothing ever happened.”

After saying that, he picked up the broom leaning against the wall and cleaned up the spider webs in the corner.

Then he actually bent down and lifted up the floor tiles!
Everyone was startled and, upon closer inspection, discovered that beneath the thick layer of dust, there was a barely noticeable crack along the edge of the floor tile; a finger could easily slip in and lift it open. There was no cellar entrance or anything like that beneath the tile, only a pit containing a wooden box.

The monk Huiming carefully opened the wooden box, took something out, and handed it to everyone, saying:

“After nightfall, leave your quarters, light this candle and take it to the outside of the purification hall. You will then see a back door leading out of the temple.”

"This humble monk will open the back door in advance, so you can leave directly."

"But only for tonight."

He was holding seven red candles in his hand.

The place they were referring to was probably the small door through which the Wu siblings entered with Abbot Kongbei.

As soon as the words were spoken, a system notification from the Spirit Disaster game suddenly rang in everyone's ears—

[Main quest has been updated——]

Main Quest 1: Stay at the Compassion Temple for seven days

Main Quest 2: Successfully Escape the Compassion Temple

At that moment, the players looked at each other and saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.

There's an extra main quest!
That means if they really do leave through the back door with red candles tonight, it can be considered as completing the main quest?
Of course, everyone is well aware that completing a task in this way will likely result in meager dungeon rewards.

It's not even certain whether we can recover the value of the items we previously used.

But it is also a way out.

At least for the moment they heard about this main quest, the mug and passion fruit were slightly tempted.

They could sense that the difficulty of this instance was clearly not at the level they had experienced before.

If they were to continue living there, losing more items would be a minor issue; there was a high probability they would lose their lives.

Where there is life, there is hope.

"What about the blood corpses in the mist? Aren't you afraid we'll get bitten to death on our way to the back door?" Wu Wang joked first.

He didn't believe the other person was unaware of what was hidden in the fog.

Monk Huiming did not pretend to be ignorant in response, but simply said calmly, "Don't worry, lighting this candle will not only dispel the fog within a certain range, but also prevent you from becoming targets of the blood zombies."

Upon hearing this, a glint flashed in everyone's eyes.

This guy really knows what Cibei Temple is like at night.

They then figured out what kind of choice the NPC, Monk Huiming, had given them.

[Leave and admit defeat, or stay and take a gamble]

If they leave it behind, the red candle will be their tool for exploring the Temple of Compassion at night.

But you must think it through carefully, because this is a path where there's no turning back once the arrow is released.

The other party has made it very clear—the back door will only open tonight.

That means the conditions for completing the second main quest will most likely never appear again.

"How long will this candle burn?" Wu Wang continued to ask.

His tone already conveyed the feeling that he wouldn't choose to leave.

Otherwise, the distance from the dormitory to the back door is not particularly far, so there is no need to specifically ask about the burning time of the candles.

This question is clearly preparing for exploration.

Seemingly understanding his meaning, the monk Huiming said, "The candles will remain lit all night long, until the fog dissipates and the bell tolls, at which point they will not go out."

He paused briefly, looking at everyone with a complicated expression.

He then sighed and said, "There is no need to answer me now; the choice is yours."

"In any case, I will open the back door tonight, and you all have the right to leave before the candle goes out."

At this point, Monk Huiming's tone suddenly became serious, and he said earnestly:
"But if you don't heed the advice and really want to delve into the 'roots' of Cibei Temple, you might as well take a candle and go to the Sutra Repository to find out. Perhaps you will find what you are looking for there."

"Alright, that's all I have to say. Please go back now. This humble monk must also go and awaken Wusheng."

After saying this, he resealed the candle under the floor tiles.

He turned and left the dilapidated warehouse, which looked almost abandoned.

The players were left standing there, looking at each other in bewilderment.

"How about we..."

The mug was the first to hesitate before speaking.

He really didn't want to stay any longer.

If he had known the Cibei Temple instance was this incredibly difficult, he probably wouldn't have bothered causing trouble here.

"You can leave if you want, I choose to stay."

Surprisingly, the person who spoke was Ruoshui, a female internet celebrity.

She looked at the slightly shocked Fortress and Emberheart and said, "I have already apologized to you outside. My previous reckless actions were not to deliberately cause trouble, but because I really wanted to become stronger and get more resources from the dungeon. If we can clear this kind of dungeon, the rewards will definitely be very generous."

"I will absolutely not leave."

Her tone was firm and resolute.

The passion fruit next to it hesitated for a long time.

She sighed and said, "Well, since you've put it that way, Sister Ruoshui, then I can't very well mention leaving."

"I'm just a support player. Most of my skills and items work best with you. I won't be able to find a new partner after I leave, so let's leave it at that."

"Don't overthink it, it has nothing to do with the fact that you saved me before."

It's obvious that the person who was able to enter with Ruoshui from among the random players has a deeper connection with her.

Seeing that both of them chose to stay, the mug next to him was scratching its head in frustration.

Finally, like a deflated balloon, he said, "Okay, okay, I'll keep it."

"Ruoshui, I stayed behind to protect you. After we get out, please give me a chance to pursue you. I've really liked you for a long time."

This statement surprised the others.

I never imagined these two had this kind of relationship.

Hearing this, Ruoshui raised an eyebrow and teased, "Oh, you dare to say it out loud? I thought you were going to keep it a secret until you died."

"What, you don't care about those valuable items in your bag anymore?"

She already knew what he was thinking.

It's just that the mug's cowardly and timid appearance never really appealed to her.

I never expected that they would actually choose to stay.

This was somewhat unexpected for Ruoshui.

After taking a deep breath in response to Ruoshui's teasing, the mug said, "I care more about you than props."

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As soon as he finished speaking, applause broke out.

When everyone turned around, they were not surprised to see Wu Wang.

He said with a grin, "Alright, since you've all chosen to stay, let's hurry back to our quarters and wait for nightfall."

No one was surprised that he chose to stay.

There's absolutely no fear in this guy's eyes!

A hint of admiration flashed in Fortress and Ashheart's eyes.

In their eyes, although Wu Wang and Wu Xiaoyou were mission executors sent by the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs to handle this instance, leaving the instance directly would obviously not solve the instance's problems.

But after experiencing the difficulty of this dungeon, they still chose to stay and complete the mission.

Their fearless spirit earned their sincere admiration!
Given the current situation, even completing the main quest of staying for seven days might not solve the dungeon problem.

Most likely, we'll need to complete side quests and deal with the source of the anomaly first.

As soldiers, the two naturally wouldn't choose to back down.

They will stay and stand by us through thick and thin!

They wanted to see what this "root cause" that the monk Huiming was talking about really was!
Next, a nighttime visit to the Compassion Temple… (End of Chapter)