Two Realms: Modern Invasion of Cultivation

"Master, you're still fishing..."

"Hmm (in a calm tone)"

"Master, you've been fishing for half a month now..."

"Hmm (his tone fluctuated slightly)"

"Master, I heard that the Heavenly River Immortal who made the bet with you has already caught a senior's cave and is currently retrieving it."

"Hmm (his tone turned somber)"

"Master, why haven't you caught anything yet?"

"Hmm (in a lower tone)"

"Master, are you not good enough? Maybe we should give up. We've been fishing for so long and there's not a single bite."

"Hmm (his tone seemed to be breaking down)"

"Master, is your fishing line not long enough? Did you forget to use bait?"

"..."

"Master, you don't... know how to fish, do you...?"

"Outrageous! Come here, you little brat, if you're so capable, you try fishing! If you catch anything today, I'll pick it off for you to kick around like a ball! Come on, try fishing!!!"

"Master, you're getting impatient."

"Fishing!!!"

"Hehe, let's go fishing."

"..."

The wellhead leads to the sky.

Song Yu listened to the voices of the girl and the old man beside him, and watched the thing that looked like a fishhook sway slightly in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

There really are people fishing.

Should we take the bait and see if we can escape during this opportunity?

He did some quick calculations with his fingers and frowned slightly.

No.

Once hooked, they can't escape the calamity winds within the well; they'll likely be shredded by the winds before they even get out.

This fishing line and hook don't seem to be afraid of strong winds. Should we pull them off and take a look?

A quick calculation reveals the answer.

No, it's impossible to tear it off.

A rational analysis would show that with his abilities, it's impossible for him to do that.

and so.

What kind of place is this mountain range, that someone would be fishing here?

What are you fishing for?

Those three evil creatures?

Judging from what we just heard, it seems that there were other people fishing, and they even caught a senior's cave?

He glanced around but didn't see a second fishhook.

Were they fishing in different spots?

To be able to fish like that, you must be a very skilled person. Perhaps you could help me get out of here.

He pondered for a moment, then simply sat cross-legged at the well's edge and casually picked up an apple to eat.

I haven't eaten breakfast yet, and I'm a little hungry.

"Master, fishing is so boring."

"Heh, you think you're so great? Keep fishing. You're not leaving until you catch something today."

"Hmph, fine, I'll fish then. Fish, oh fish, hurry up and bite, okay..."

"..."

The girl's voice from above still echoed in my ears, sounding both distant and close, ethereal and fleeting.

After much deliberation.

After finishing the apple, Song Yu exhaled, took out the "spirit communication device" that his new phone had transformed into, and had his accompanying spiritual wind send it to the fishing hook.

Calling it a fishhook is inaccurate; it's more like a drooping willow branch, swaying slightly.

As soon as the communication device was sent, it touched the willow branch and was instantly wrapped up by the branch and taken back.

"Huh, there's a noise."

"Master, Master, look! I think I caught something!"

The girl was excited and cheered.

"Heh, don't get too excited yet. We'll only know if you caught anything after you bring it in."

The old man sneered, his calm tone tinged with a hint of panic.

"Hehe, Master, you're dead meat."

The girl giggled, her tone playful, "I'll bring it back and show it to you. I'm sure I caught something good."

The words were spoken.

The willow branches slowly retracted, and the sounds around them disappeared.

Song Yu wasn't in a hurry. He took out the psychic device converted from his old cell phone and tried to communicate with it.

It's effective; we can communicate with each other.

He fell into deep thought...

at the same time.

In front of a magnificent and extremely spectacular hall, on a circular plaza hundreds of feet wide.

An elderly man with white hair and a young girl in pink were standing in the center of the square, beside a well that looked like a mirror.

Besides the two people, there was also a willow tree growing next to the well.

A willow twig from a willow tree was being held in the girl's hand and plunged into the well.

"Master, please help me!"

Miaohe pulled hard on the willow branch in her hands and pouted, saying, "The wind is too strong, I can't pull it anymore."

See here.

Yao Li snorted coldly and raised his hand, saying, "I told you to cultivate properly, but all you do is wander around all day. Look at you now, you don't even have this much strength."

They preach verbally.

But his hands moved quickly; he raised his hand and landed on the willow branch, pulling it out completely with a casual tug.

A piece of glass was wrapped around a willow branch.

"Master, look, I really caught one!"

Miaohe cheered, threw down the willow branch, picked up the glass object rolled up inside, and curiously played with it, saying, "Master, look what this is?"

Who cares what it is?

As long as he doesn't take off his head and kick it like a ball, it's fine.

Yao Lizi remained calm and looked at the palm-sized glass object, pondering, "Let me calculate this object."

As he spoke, a glint of light appeared in his eyes, constantly shifting and changing.

At this juncture.

Ripples spread across the glass object, and then a man dressed in blue, sitting cross-legged in mid-air, with a thin figure and a calm expression, appeared before them.

"Hey, someone's here!"

Miaohe's eyes widened in surprise, and she exclaimed, "Master, look! There's someone there!"

I saw it.

Yao Lizi saw this, his eyes gleaming, and he asked thoughtfully, "Who are you?"

at the same time.

Song Yu also saw the two people through the psychic device and calmly asked, "And who are you two?"

Miaohe's face flushed with excitement, and she chattered, "My name is Miaohe, and this is my master, Yao Lizi. What's your name?"

Song Yu slowly said, "Qin Shi Huang."

Give me your real name?

That's obviously impossible.

When you're out in the world, you give yourself your identity. I am Qin Shi Huang, send me money.

Okay, it was just a joke.

In fact, he was already trying to obtain the second divine will.

Originally, he wanted to give the name "Pangu".

As long as the name resonates with people, he can use "divine charm" to condense the divine will of Pangu.

The prerequisite is that the feat of "creating the world" must be accomplished.

It has the name but not the substance, and cannot fulfill the will of God.

To achieve both fame and substance, one must leverage "Shen Yun" to embody the divine will of Pangu.

The feat of splitting the chaos and creating heaven and earth...

After thinking about it, he decided against it and chose Qin Shi Huang as his second choice.

Qin Shi Huang, the First Emperor, swept across the land and unified the six kingdoms.

Once you have a name, you can then find a way to become an emperor on earth and thus gather the "divine will of the First Emperor".

Although it's just as difficult, but...

It's at least countless times simpler than "creating the world".

As for other titles, they are insignificant in comparison.

"Qin Shi Huang..."

Miaohe blinked slightly and asked curiously, "This isn't a name, it's a title."

"What an arrogant title! Are you the emperor?"

"Also, is this yours? Why are you here? Is this some kind of magical artifact? Is your soul here?"

many problems.

Song Yu shook his head slightly, unsure how to answer for a moment.

"This item should be a kind of magical artifact for communicating with spirits."

Yao Lizi calculated, "Young friend, you should also be a person of the Small World, and you should be at the entrance of the Tongtian Well within the Small World right now. Am I right?"

Song Yu nodded and said, "Senior's calculations are brilliant, but there are many things here that I don't quite understand. Could you explain them to me?"

Miaohe spoke first: "I know, I'll tell you."

Drug ionization is helpless.

Miaohe was already talking non-stop.

This conversation lasted all day.

period.

Song Yu gained a 1% increase in synchronization rate, bringing his total synchronization rate to 4%. He was able to bind four conversion items and, at 10:00 AM, after spending a full day in the other world, he gained four conversion points.

But it is not important.

The important thing is that the girl talked all day long, giving him a basic understanding of the world.

It's not complicated at all, it's very simple.

In summary, a thousand years ago, an unprecedented war broke out in the cultivation world.

After the great war, the cultivation world was shattered.

It broke into 33 large pieces.

The 33 large blocks are called the Thirty-Three Great Heavens, and each heaven is connected to 33 smaller blocks, which are called the Thirty-Three Lesser Heavens.

The Tongtian Well is the only passage that connects the thirty-three major heavens and the thirty-three minor heavens.

The thirty-three heavens are not distinguished by size, height, or strength; they are simply different from one another.

Miaohe and Yaolizi were in "Taixu", one of the thirty-three heavens.

And the place he was in was one of the thirty-three small worlds connected to "Tai Xu".

This little world has no name because no one has ever fished anything out of it, and therefore no one has named it.

Song Yu named this small world "Ten Thousand Mountains".

These constitute the basic background of the other world.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the Milky Way shines brilliantly.

On a hilltop.

Bathed in moonlight, with a spirit communication device floating in front of him, Song Yu silently cultivated while watching the girl wandering around the palace buildings in the scene displayed by the spirit communication device.

He saw the entire palace complex clearly after the girl spent a whole day exploring it.

It's really big, magnificent, and beautiful.

The various grand halls and buildings are connected as one, and the overall size is comparable to a small county town of seventh or eighth tier. Moreover, it is located above the sea of ​​clouds.

Such a magnificent palace belongs to the sect the girl belongs to: the Cloud Soaring Sect.

Such a large sect must be very powerful, with countless disciples.

But the fact is quite the opposite.

There are only 13 cultivators in the Yunxiao Sect at most.

Yes, only 13 people.

The vast Yunxiao Sect has only so few people; one can imagine how lonely and desolate it is.

The reason for this is quite simple.

The cultivation world collapsed, and 99% of the cultivators died.

The Great Dao collapsed, causing a backlash that made the path to immortality even more difficult for those who followed.

Even after a thousand years, the situation has not improved.

Under the backlash of the Great Dao, it is almost impossible for mortals to give birth to people with cultivation aptitude. The birth rate of cultivators is already very low, and under the backlash, the birth rate is almost zero.

It's fair to say that cultivators are on the verge of extinction.

"My master said that I was a senior who was rejuvenated and reborn using a secret method when he passed away."

Above the building, Miaohe sat high on the edge, swinging her beautiful legs, completely unconcerned about the towering sky and churning clouds below. She leaned back in a relaxed manner, her hands supporting her on the edge of the building, gazing at the bright moon and the starry sky, and said in a languid tone, "However, I suspect that the senior that Master mentioned is Master's partner."

"Sometimes, when my master looks at me, I can feel the love in his eyes."

"Although no one else told me anything, I think I guessed right."

What do you think?

Upon hearing this...

Song Yu calmly said, "Your guess is probably correct."

Miao He smiled and said, "I knew I was right. Unfortunately, I really can't remember anything from before my rebirth, and I can't feel any love for my master."

Song Yu comforted him, "Just let things take their course."

Miaohe blinked and said, "Let nature take its course... You're absolutely right..."

Go with the flow.

The girl leaned back and lay down on the bricks and tiles on the rooftop, yawning and saying, "So boring."

"The Cloud Soaring Sect is so boring, cultivation is so boring."

"Aside from my master, I only see a few other people a year."

"It's so dangerous outside, full of demons and monsters, my master won't let me go out."

"It seems you can't get up here. Even your master can't solve the calamity wind in the Tongtian Well. He doesn't have the ability to get through the calamity wind and bring you here."

"Actually, there was no need to come here. It's so deserted."

"No, Master said the living environment in the small world is even harsher. Every year when we go fishing, there are devastating storms. You'd better come up here. If you stay down there, you'll die..."

The girl kept rambling on, her voice gradually fading away.

"The moon is so beautiful..."

"Master said...the moon has always been there...perhaps, above the moon...there exists a more beautiful world of cultivation...with...many cultivators..."

They spoke in hushed tones.

Soon, the girl fell asleep.

Song Yu looked at the sleeping girl in the picture and slowly exhaled.

Now it seems...

The situation outside is not much better than the Hundred Thousand Mountains in front of us.

look up.

He looked up at the bright moon overhead, his eyes filled with contemplation.

The same bright moon and dazzling starry sky can be found in all thirty-three heavens.

The bright moon has always existed, even after the cultivation world collapsed.

Perhaps there really are more cultivators there.

The question is, how do I get there?

He shook his head slightly.

It's too far away.

Given the current situation, he must leave the Ten Thousand Mountains and this small world to avoid being taken over by his inner demons again, and also to avoid the devastating storm that will rage in half a month.

and so.

Even if Miaohe's situation isn't much better, he still has to find a way to get there.

At least, no matter how bad it is, it's still better than a small, cramped space...

While pondering.

He looked again at the image displayed on the psychic device.

The screen is shaking.

Then.

Drug ions appeared in the image.

"Young friend, shall we have a chat?"

The old man smiled.

"it is good."

Song Yu calmly asked, "What would you like to talk about, senior?"

Yao Lizi sat down beside him, his tone relaxed, and asked, "What would you like to talk about, young friend?"

Song Yu smiled, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Senior, do you know Jade Spirit Venerable, Empress Sang, and Qingyunzi?"

Yao Lizi looked surprised and narrowed his eyes slightly, saying, "Empress Di Sang, the current mistress of the Imperial Palace, has been cultivating for a thousand years and has reached the 'Perfected Primordial Spirit Realm' for a hundred years. She is one of the most powerful beings in the Taixu Realm. There are a total of 95 cultivators in the Imperial Palace, and she governs all the mortal territories."

Spiritual Awakening, Foundation Establishment, Purple Mansion, Golden Core, Primordial Spirit, Dao Integration, Tribulation Transcending, Ascension.

This is the current classification of cultivation realms in the cultivation world.

"Jade Spirit Venerable, Lord of Jade Flower Mountain."

Yao Lizi continued, "He has cultivated for a thousand years and has also reached the 'Perfected Nascent Soul Realm,' his strength comparable to the Empress. There are 68 cultivators within the sect, who remain detached from worldly affairs."

"Qingyunzi, the Dao Master of Qingyun Dao, was a cultivator at the early stage of the Yuan Shen Realm. He perished a hundred years ago, and the Daoist sect was in decline. Only 33 cultivators remained to travel the world, taking it upon themselves to kill all the demons and monsters under heaven."

"How do you know these three people, young friend?"

They're all big shots, as expected.

As expected, Song Yu said frankly, "There are three evil things in the Hundred Thousand Mountains where I am: the demon fetus left by Di Sang Nu, the ghost sword left by Yu Ling Zun, and the inner demon left by Qing Yun Zi."

"The three evil entities are still sealed, but that inner demon has already attacked me twice."

Upon hearing this...

Yao Lizi seemed completely unsurprised, and said with great interest, "Young friend, you actually managed to dodge the inner demon's attacks twice, that's remarkable."

Song Yu said decisively, "Therefore, I need to leave here as soon as possible. May I ask if you have any way to help me leave?"

Yao Lizi pondered for a moment and said, "The three great evils... Boy, I do have a way to bring you up, but there's a condition..."

"You must bring that Longyang sword up for me."

The Dragon Yang Sword that sealed the Netherworld Ghost King?

Song Yu laughed, finding it amusing, and asked, "Senior, do you think I have that ability?"

Yao Lizi smiled and said, "You've managed to resist the harm from your inner demons twice, which is quite remarkable. So, how will you know if you don't try?"

"Furthermore, although I can bring you up here, the price I have to pay is considerable. If you cannot bring me equal value, I am unwilling to pay that price."

reasonable.

Song Yu nodded, then said, "Those three evil creatures were beyond the capabilities of those three powerful beings. They were thrown into a place like this. Senior, you must have noticed."

"If that's the case, why do you still need the Dragon Yang Sword?"

"That demon sword, can you control it, senior?"

and.

Why is it the Dragon Yang Sword, and not the demonic fetus, or the inner demon?

He is very interested.

A moment of silence.

Yao Lizi said calmly, "It is said that Jade Spirit Venerable once fished out a dragon in his small world, and then killed the dragon and forged the Dragon Yang Sword."

"The backlash of the Great Dao is a catastrophe for us cultivators, but a golden age for demons and monsters. The Netherworld Ghost King was the strongest evil creature in the Great Void Realm a hundred years ago."

"After being sealed for a hundred years, the Netherworld Ghost King's strength should be less than one-tenth of what it used to be, so it shouldn't be difficult to deal with him."

"And that Longyang sword..."

"The dragon's yang energy contained within is of great use to me. If you can help me retrieve it, everything will be fine."

They did not investigate further.

Song Yu asked, "So, what exactly do you want me to do, senior?"

Yao Lizi smiled and said, "I can pass on a technique to you..."

Come again?

Song Yu laughed and interrupted, "Let me guess, senior, you passed on the method to me, and then used my body to act here, personally seeking the Dragon Yang Sword?"

Yao Lizi looked surprised, then hesitated before asking, "How...how did you know?"

Song Yu sighed, "That inner demon took me away like this, twice."

Yao Lizi understood and said helplessly, "Since that's the case, I won't hide it from you. I did have this intention, but you can rest assured that you won't die. Afterwards, your body will still be yours."

"I can make up for the lifespan you lost while I was in your body."

I don't know what to say.

Song Yu closed his eyes again and said, "Senior, why don't you calculate how much of my lifespan I have left?"

Yao Lizi frowned, his eyes flashing for a moment before he fell silent.

A lifespan of one month?

Even if you survive the storm, you'll still die?

Well, having escaped the calamity and arrived here, he does have a way to prolong life and won't die.

However, even a month's lifespan was not enough for him to perform the divine summoning technique, so he went to personally seek the Dragon Yang Sword.

in this way.

The only option is to let the kid go by himself.

That's it.

That's all we can do.

He sighed, and made up his mind...