Mystery Makes Me Strong

Right now.

Xiao Huan was drinking a watermelon drink, eating fried chicken, watching a movie, playing games, and...

Wen Rensheng was speechless when he saw this.

How is this done?

In fact, this guy took out the little octopus from the fish tank and served her, which was really a pleasure.

She just opened her mouth, stared at the sky, ate, drank, played and watched, and lay down flat.

"Huanhuan, what's wrong with you?" Wen Rensheng said helplessly.

"I'm enjoying life." Xiao Huan said confidently.

"Oh." Wen Rensheng ignored her.

"That's not right," Xiao Huan suddenly realized, "Dad, aren't you playing in that rules game, the fairy world?"

"Why did you come out suddenly?"

"Haha, your world is nothing but an illusion. I see through it at a glance." Wen Rensheng said unhappily.

"I don't believe it. You want to open a GM account just because you can't pass the level?" Xiao Huan asked suspiciously.

"Haha, I'm your father, how could I cheat in front of you? That's impossible." Wen Rensheng said with a smile.

"Hehe, Old Wei said that you always like to cheat and pretend that you are working hard." Xiao Huan revealed the truth directly.

Wen Rensheng stopped talking.

Wei Yiqing is such a fool. She tells this guy everything. Does he really think that she is just a child and he can be careless?

Wen Rensheng knew that Xiao Huan would only become a child when he needed to be a child, just like the little detective.

Then his mind returned to the game of rules.

Just now he was just worried about what Xiao Huan was doing. It would be bad if the other party came up with some new tricks while he was trying to crack the rules of the game.

He couldn't take it too seriously after all.

If a child is quiet, he must be up to something.

Now that I see that the other party is just eating, drinking and having fun, then it's okay.

…

This devastating flood finally receded gradually.

The boat that Wen Rensheng used to rescue people had already formed an island.

Finally, when the flood receded, it stopped at the coast of the East China Sea and turned into a mysterious island called "Lingyuan Island".

The couple and their family who had been rescued earlier stayed on the island and survived with great difficulty.

They did not leave the ship and go to Taiqing Sect and other places like the others.

Compared to the unknown immortal, they trusted Wen Rensheng who was driving the boat to save people more.

After all, the other party not only saved them, but also gave them unlimited food, water, and even medicine.

This is the behavior that only a very kind person can have.

So they settled down on the island.

…

A hundred years have passed.

This is not a rumor.

But it is the core of the island, on the small boat built by Wen Rensheng, the nine cabins change according to the needs of the residents.

The kitchen used to provide mortal food and medicine, and it was waiting for the mortals to practice.

It began to provide rare spiritual medicines such as foundation-building pills and golden pills...

This is simply the holy land for cultivation that all immortal cultivators dream of.

At first people thought it was fake.

When I looked at it, it turned out to be true.

Of course it’s true.

After all, this is just an illusion, and you can get whatever you want.

The prerequisite is that you have to have the ability to control the illusion, just like when a person is dreaming, you have to have a lucid dream to be able to control yourself to do whatever you want.

Wen Rensheng could naturally control it, he just wanted to extract the real emotions from it.

What is true emotion?

Love, friendship, hatred, regret, sadness...

All belong to this category.

If you want them to be fierce, it is natural that they will be most fierce in the fight.

So Wen Rensheng did not control the spread of the news.

When the relevant news came out, immortal cultivation forces from all sides flocked to the area, and a major battle was about to break out.

…

Right now.

Another five hundred years passed.

The couple and their two children at that time have long since become powerful spirits.

After all, with so many resources in hand, even a dog can become a golden elixir at this time.

"Woof woof..." The rescued dog was playing with a turtle.

"I'm not a real turtle, you're a real dog." The turtle shrank back dissatisfiedly, and the dog was tossing it around!

In the turbulent sea, Lingyuan Ship Island, like a shining pearl, is looming.

The island is surrounded by clouds and mist, and the air is filled with fairy air, as if it is isolated from the world.

The island is dotted with strange peaks, towering ancient trees, and magical birds and beasts flying around, emitting bursts of crisp chirping.

In the center of the island there is a towering mountain, surrounded by clouds and mist. On the top of the mountain there is a faint ancient ship emitting a faint golden light.

Those are the relics left by the legendary immortals.

Yes, in everyone’s mind, Wen Rensheng had long become a legend like an immortal.

Being able to provide endless resources at will is definitely something that only immortals can do.

The first to rush to the island was the Righteous Alliance.

They are composed of the new five major sects of immortal cultivation, and are magnificent.

Each of them was dressed in green Taoist robes and held a magic sword in their hands. The sword light flashed like lightning streaking across the sky.

These are the five sword schools.

In Wen Rensheng's eyes, it was probably because the Sword Immortal was an early type, who developed and became strong early, and therefore was able to be the first batch to successfully rise after the world-destroying flood.

Of course, we are not fools, and reality is not a game.

In another five hundred years, everyone will transform into other types of monks.

This group is destined to become the sect's foundation as pioneers, or simply put, the cornerstone.

The disciples of the five major sword sects lined up neatly, with confidence and dignity on their faces.

Leading the way was the leader of the Righteous Alliance, a white-haired old man.

Instead of holding a sword, he held a whisk in his hand, and scanned the surroundings with a sharp gaze, as if examining every potential opponent.

His cultivation level is also at the Yuanshen realm, which is actually the Yuanying realm, just with a different name, and the cultivation method is slightly different. In times of crisis, his Yuanshen can leave his body and he can use his Yuanshen to control magic weapons to exert greater power.

At the same time, their lifespan can reach up to a thousand years.

Of course, the longer the life span, the more tragic it is.

Because once you approach ten thousand years, you will feel the oppression and devouring power of the upper realm.

Similarly, an alliance of evil cultivators was also formed.

Of course they are not fools and they would not call themselves evil cultivators. On the contrary, they call themselves holy cultivators.

What we practice is the holy path.

Just like in feudal society, they were clearly deceiving and oppressing, cruelly exploiting and enslaving the people, yet they insisted that they were practicing the teachings of saints.

The question is, what kind of education could have educated the people for two thousand years, yet still make them go around in circles, and the more they are taught, the less they are inferior to the culture of the ancients, with high quality and good spirit?

These evil practitioners use the same principle, they deceive themselves first before deceiving others.

They formed a sharp contrast with the Righteous Alliance. They were all dressed in black robes and their faces seemed solemn, but in fact they were hiding a hideous look.

As long as one's cultivation is high enough, one can see that each of them exudes a gloomy aura.

Those evil cultivators either held blood-colored magical weapons or rode strange spirit beasts, and there was a sense of murderous intent in their actions.

The leader of the evil cultivator alliance is a middle-aged man with a stern face.

There was a gleam of greed and cruelty in his eyes, and a sneer of disdain hung on the corner of his mouth.

"What a bullshit immortal, it must be the reaper again."

He also came from the Taiqing Sect and knew the secret that had been kept for thousands of years.

But there was no way out from his original place, so he had to go out and figure it out on his own.

There is a third force.

That is the Loose Cultivator Alliance.

They are composed of independent cultivators from all over the place. They are numerous, but their strengths vary.

They heard that there were unlimited resources for cultivation here.

Some even shouted:

"Whoever obtains Lingyuan Island will become an immortal!"

Some of them were dressed in tattered clothes, while others were in gorgeous battle robes, and their weapons were also varied.

Although the independent cultivators had no unified command, they all had a desire to obtain the island.

They looked at each other, trying to find an opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

Of course, they also knew that without an organization, they would definitely not be a match for the other two.

So they selected two masters based on their cultivation level, one male and one female, both of whom were masters of the Yuanshen realm, to command everyone.

Of course, no one wants to fight to the death. They just want to rely on their momentum to force the two major alliances to give them some market share. They will be satisfied then.

This is also what independent cultivators have always done: they have no ability to withstand damage, but they are very good at bluffing.

Moreover, if the victorious party wants to quickly secure the victory, it has to appease them a little.

And at this time.

Another mysterious force appears.

It was on the sea in the distance, where a huge black warship quietly appeared.

Standing on the battleship was a group of monks wearing silver armor, all of them were female monks.

Everyone had a stern face and their eyes revealed a superior temperament.

Leading the group was a stunning fairy, wearing a silver cloak and holding a divine sword that emitted a cold glow.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, as if he was waiting for the best moment to strike.

…

Wen Rensheng was already on the island, preparing the spiritual tea and waiting quietly.

He waited for the collision of many emotions.

Profits, alliances, love, ingratitude, brotherhood, stabbing a brother in the back...

As all four parties arrived.

After simple probing and negotiation, the struggle quickly began.

After all, the power belongs to oneself, so the fight can be much faster than with conventional forces.

Just like ordinary people fighting.

The emotions were aroused, the benefits were apparent, and after a few words, they started to take action.

It will not be like the situation between major powers, where they slowly try to negotiate, make concessions to each other, and only when that doesn't work do they start a conflict.

The first confrontation broke out between good and evil.

The Righteous Alliance took the first step.

At a command from the leader of the Five Swords Sect, all the disciples summoned their flying swords, the sword lights were like rainbows, and they headed straight for Lingyuan Island.

They want to take the initiative, which is actually to show their strength and scare their opponents.

The evil alliance was not to be outdone. Their leader waved his staff and beams of blood-red light shot up into the sky, colliding with the sword light of the righteous path, making a deafening roar.

The monks of both sides fought fiercely in the air, with sword lights and blood lights intertwined. From time to time, monks were shot down and fell into the sea.

"These fools, why are they killing each other? Everyone can obviously give in to each other. There are plenty of resources." A monk sighed.

"Even if it is enough, there will be shortages, because if everyone can become an immortal, then no one is an immortal. It's like humans and ants. We are all humans, much stronger than ants, but will humans be satisfied? No, humans will still oppress others to gain a sense of superiority." Another cultivator shook his head.

Not long.

The independent cultivators started fighting again.

When they saw the battle between good and evil, they also rushed towards Lingyuan Island.

They either form small teams or act alone, fighting each other for the chance to enter the core of the island.

Some news came out.

The core of the island is the nine treasure rooms.

There will be unlimited cultivation resources there.

If you grab one, you can become an immortal.

So when they saw that everyone was fighting, they wanted to take advantage of the situation and occupy the place in advance.

However, some weaker independent cultivators were easily killed by powerful cultivators.

Some clever independent cultivators took advantage of the situation and tried to find opportunities in the chaos.

The mysterious forces can't wait any longer.

They finally took action.

Because the news said that the nine treasure rooms would recognize their master.

Whoever occupies it first will own it for a long time.

Now, hundreds of years have passed, and it is time to change owners again.

So just when the monks from all sides were fighting fiercely, the warships of the mysterious force suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Lingyuan Island.

Those female silver-armored monks jumped off the warship one after another, holding magic weapons and casting powerful and gorgeous spells.

Their attacks are precise and swift, cold and merciless.

They instantly defeated the surrounding scattered cultivators.

The mysterious woman stood on the warship with a cold gaze, commanding her subordinates as if she wanted to take the entire Lingyuan Island into her pocket.

At this time, a wretched monk was hiding behind a rock.

He is a time traveler.

It was just bad luck that I was transported directly into this illusion of a game of rules.

What's worse is that he hasn't figured out the situation yet.

He still thought that he was the son of destiny of the world and he wanted to become the master of the world.

And he also has a plug-in, which is immortality.

Yes, you will live forever, but you will grow old.

He had to practice a spell that allowed him to be reborn regularly.

It can be said that his plug-in is the longevity plug-in in the rule game.

He looked at the stunning beauty in an obscene manner, thinking:

A woman like this is my Taoist partner.

As a destined person, of course you need a top-notch partner.

As for the legend of this island, he had also heard it.

But he did not join rashly, after all, he was already immortal.

The most important thing now is to obtain the way to protect the Dharma: to prevent being killed or abused.

He's been through this before.

The great flood also brought him bad luck for many years.

Soon the melee escalated.

The monks from various forces engaged in a melee on Lingyuan Island.

The battle between the righteous alliance and the evil alliance is becoming increasingly fierce, and both sides are unwilling to let the other gain the upper hand.

The independent cultivators fought with the cultivators of the mysterious force at the edge of the island, trying to stop them from entering the center of the island and snatching the treasure room.

The cultivators of the mysterious force were powerful, but the independent cultivators, with their numerical advantage, also caused them considerable trouble.

The entire Lingyuan Island was shrouded in magical light, with roars and screams coming one after another, and the whole place was in chaos.

In Wen Rensheng's eyes, the climax and turning point of this fight was about to come.

That's right, he prepared a little surprise for everyone.

Just when the monks from all sides were fighting fiercely, a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared in the center of the island, and a golden beam of light shot up into the sky.

Yes, a magical treasure was born!

All the monks' attention was instantly drawn there. They stopped fighting and flew towards the center of the island.