I am Jinshan Youxia

Or did you injure a vital organ while practicing martial arts or fighting with someone?

He sat in the pavilion, lost in thought for a while, before looking at the sun outside and sighing.

Sure enough, the days of being a chivalrous hero in ancient times were still novel at first, especially when he first logged into the game. It was his first time fighting someone, and in a fit of rage he killed a rich man. The thrill of that experience made him want to raise his flag even in the middle of the night.

Later, when I turned on the cheat at Shaolin Temple, it was like playing an FPS game. At first, I had to use wallhacks, which was a bit risky, but when I turned on flying, teleporting, invincibility, and aimbot, it was really fun. But after that, I was in a daze.

So he found something to do.

To be honest, Zhang Chengyi never thought that his martial arts breakthrough in the Tianlong world could reach the point where he could leave the world. So he had less hope when he tried, but he still had to find something to do and some fun. More importantly, he wanted to familiarize himself with his abilities and the process of logging into the game.

For example, he can lock the data, but he adds it manually from beginning to end, firstly to check the consumption, and secondly to increase his proficiency in the skill.

After all, this was his first time working as a modifier, and he had to figure out his abilities on his own. Humans aren't born knowing how to run, jump, or swim. He was figuring out and adapting little by little what he could do, to what extent he could do it, and whether there was room for further development or improvement.

Moreover, only one body can be logged into a world. Once the body is lost, it is impossible to log in again. He doesn't care if the Tianlong world is gone, but he would be heartbroken if he lost a powerful world in the future because he was not familiar with his abilities.

However, he's a cheater, and after playing for a long time, he'll eventually get tired of it.

Without internet, games, or a cell phone, and with no one to understand his internet slang, if he were to transmigrate to this world and become unable to leave, he might have given up. But the fact that he can leave at any time or log into bodies in other worlds makes him want to leave.

After we've apprehended the person and brought them back to Leigu Mountain, let's leave for now.

Zhang Chengyi is basically certain that he will leave this world soon, and will come back sometime in the future when he has time.

His speed-shifting ability can be selectively applied to 'the game' or the world in which 'the game' exists.

If it is applied to the world, the body's time will synchronize with the world's time. If it is applied to the 'game' alone, the world will speed up by the amount the body is slowed down. If the body's time is completely frozen, the world's flow will be infinitely fast. The reverse is also true; the body will speed up by the amount the world slows down.

That's why it's called a 'gear'.

He hadn't tried accelerating or decelerating to infinity, but he instinctively knew he couldn't mess around with it.

Before leaving, besides internal energy cultivation, you should learn more external martial arts. The bodies in other worlds may not have real meridians, and they may not be able to cultivate internal energy. External martial arts are much simpler. It would be best to learn how to fight from Qiao Feng. Combat experience is also very important.

Zhang Chengyi was thinking far ahead. He tapped his fingers on the stone table and laughed.

I truly hope the next world will be a stronger and more hopeful one.

How about trying dual-threading, logging into two games simultaneously...?

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At dinner, when Zhang Chengyi announced that he was leaving Jiangnan and heading to Dali.

Murong Bo's expression froze, and he said in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Uncle Zhang, could you... could you stay for another three days?"

The poison in his son Murong Fu's body had spread to his shoulder today, and half of his body's meridians were damaged and unable to circulate. When he tried to circulate his internal energy this morning, he even spat out a mouthful of foul blood, which completely dispelled his wishful thinking.

He had been working very hard to find Ding Chunqiu's whereabouts these past few days. Even with the combined strength of the Murong clan of Gusu and the Beggars' Sect, they could only pinpoint the location to the area around Suzhou. If they continued for three more days, it would probably all be in vain.

As far as he knew, Li Qingluo had many hidden properties and residences in Suzhou, some of which were left behind by Li Qiushui. In such a large city as Suzhou, it would not be possible to search them all and find Ding Chunqiu, who was hiding and not showing his face, in just a few days.

If that old monster is hiding in a cellar or a secret room, how can we find him?

Or what if the other person has already quietly left Suzhou?

My son Murong Fu doesn't have that long of a life. In a few more days, he'll be a bloated corpse in Mantuo Manor. We simply can't afford to wait any longer.

Murong Bo wore a sorrowful expression. When he looked up, he saw Zhang Chengyi's almost indifferent eyes. His heart tightened, and he suspected that the man in front of him was already prepared to abandon him and his son. He quickly tried to make amends, saying, "If Master Zhang is willing to rescue my son, the Murong family of Gusu is willing to serve you for generations."

He had told countless lies throughout his life, so it came easily to him to betray his own descendants.

"I'm thinking about something," Zhang Chengyi said bluntly, chewing on the meat in his mouth. "Should I kill you?"

"You're a liar and ambitious man. Without Murong Fu as leverage, you'd be hard to control."

Murong Bo's nerves tensed instantly. He immediately circulated his inner energy, preparing to overturn the table and launch an attack. Even knowing he was no match, how could he not struggle at all?

The next second, Su Xinghe and Qiao Feng locked their gazes on him, ready to kill him instantly if he made any unusual move.

Especially knowing that Qiao Feng was the instigator of the Yanmen Pass massacre, he wished that Qiao Feng would immediately rise up and try to escape or attack, and then justifiably kill his enemy.

Just as tensions were about to rise, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

After the ragged Beggar Clan disciple entered, he said, "Hero Qiao, we've found Ding Chunqiu, the Old Monster of the Starry Sky Sect."

Chapter 49 Precarious Situation

In a secluded courtyard in Suzhou, in a side room.

"Well……"

Duan Yu opened his eyes in a daze. The pressure points had been released, and his unparalleled internal energy took effect, quickly waking him up, though he still saw double.

There was a figure in front of him, and he opened his mouth but did not say anything. In recent days, his blood had been drawn out in large quantities by that old monster. If he did not have profound internal strength, he would be dried up by now. No matter how strong the internal strength is, it is impossible to turn a person into an immortal who does not eat grains.

"Amitabha."

Before he could even see the person clearly, a familiar voice came from behind him. He opened his mouth and called out the name of the person in a hoarse and weak voice: "Master Kumārajīva".

Kumārajīva's expression was somber; he simply sighed softly and remained silent.

Duan Yu turned his head to look at Li Qingluo, Wang Yuyan, and the other girls, Azhu and Abi, who were lying unconscious not far away. He pleaded, "I hope you, Master, will have a compassionate heart and save them."

"Please forgive this humble monk for being unable to help, Young Master Duan," Kumārajīva said, his face showing shame.

He is now in dire straits himself, and can hardly help others.

When he first brought Duan Yu to Qin Yun Xiao Zhu, the maid A Zhu and A Bi kidnapped Duan Yu and left by boat. Unable to catch up, he threatened a constable in Suzhou to take him to Canhe Manor. The next day, he hid on a large ship transporting supplies and arrived at Mantuo Manor.

I sneaked in late at night and met Ding Chunqiu.

He had no intention of clashing with the Starry Constellation Old Monster. While searching for martial arts manuals, he discovered that Duan Yu was being bled by a servant. Not knowing the purpose of the servant's actions, he rescued Duan Yu but before he could leave, he triggered a trap and was discovered by the servants of the manor.

During his confrontation with Ding Chunqiu, the latter learned of his purpose and offered to give him advanced martial arts skills in exchange for his help.

Thus, he obtained a copy of the Lesser Formless Skill and became deeply fascinated by this unparalleled martial art.

Later, in order to obtain more of the Lesser Formless Skill, he helped send Madam Wang and her entourage out of Mantuo Manor. He also secretly used the Crane Control Skill to help Ding Chunqiu, who was suspected of having serious internal injuries, escape from the siege of the Four Evils multiple times. He watched Duan Yu being tortured and gathered information about the surrounding area.

He had considered directly seizing the manual, but the manual for the Lesser Formless Skill contained coded phrases such as "[New Year's Day, received 9.8 qian of silver]" and "[paid 8.7 qian of silver]", which those who didn't understand might mistake for an account book.

The other party was the infamous Xingxiu Old Monster in the martial arts world, who was full of deadly poisons. Even he was not confident that he could stop the other party from committing suicide, so they maintained a delicate cooperative relationship.

After witnessing the terrifying poison released by Ding Chunqiu, he became even more wary and completely abandoned his idea of ​​forcibly taking it.

Driven by greed, he was manipulated by the other party until yesterday, when he finally made a grave mistake.

"What?" Duan Yu exclaimed in a low voice, his face showing shock. If he weren't so weak, he would have screamed out loud.

Ding Chunqiu brazenly spread the deadly poison extracted and mixed from his body throughout the city.

They had all witnessed the fate of those who had been poisoned.

Without internal energy to protect oneself, one will develop a fever and feel unwell after one day, fall into a coma after three days, and die from the poison entering the brain after five days at most. The corpse will swell up within moments, and the body will be filled with a fluid that can turn a person into pus and blood.

This effect of turning people into pus and blood actually comes from the Manggu Toad, the king of all poisons, which he swallowed.

After swallowing the toad, his blood became highly poisonous. When he was in the Dali Palace, the imperial physician wanted to use leeches to suck his blood, but the leeches refused to bite him no matter what. They were forced to be pressed against his skin and died from the poison after a while.

It is unknown what kind of poison Ding Chunqiu mixed with his blood to create this heinous concoction.

Kumārajīva uttered Amitabha again, then said with some bitterness, "This humble monk never expected that he would even harm himself, spreading poison everywhere, even to this humble monk..."

Yes, he was infected too.

The old monster who was poisoned along with Ding Chunqiu had no antidote whatsoever, nor did he develop one; he was determined to drag everyone down with him.

After discovering this morning, he thought it over and over and realized that only Duan Yu, who was immune to all poisons, could leave Suzhou alive. He only hoped that Duan Yu would go out and warn others not to come in and let the city be buried along with Ding Chunqiu and the poison.

Even as death looms before him, knowing he has committed heinous sins, he sees things clearly and understands the truth. He realizes that his greed led him to his death, which he brought upon himself. The people of this city are truly innocent.

Duan Yu lay on the bed, staring blankly at the two pale-faced, unconscious 'fairy sisters'. After a long while, he finally mustered the strength to say, "How could Ding Chunqiu be so heartless, even to his own daughter..."

Kumārajīva shook his head, pointed to the lunchbox beside him, and said, "Young Master Duan, after you have eaten and drunk your fill, please leave this place."

Duan Yu slowly got up, crawled to Wang Yuyan and Li Qingluo, and stretched out his trembling hand, but dared not touch the fairy sister. He choked up and said, "Isn't Ding Chunqiu here?"

“No,” Kumārajīva said, “The Golden Mountain Knight and Mr. Congbian’s group are looking for trouble with him, and he is waiting in the front yard.”

Duan Yu had no idea who the Wandering Knight of Jinshan and Mr. Congbian were, but he didn't have time to care. Hunger finally overcame his infatuation with the Fairy Sister. He staggered to the food box, disregarded dining etiquette, grabbed it with his hands, and wolfed down the food inside.

His sunken cheeks bulged out as the food stretched them, and because he didn't have the strength to chew, he held the food in his mouth for a while before swallowing it whole.

The thought that the fairy sister was going to die, and that everyone in the city would be doomed, with only him escaping, brought tears to his eyes.

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"Shh!"

Murong Bo swayed and rushed towards the Beggar Clan disciple. Just as he was about to subdue him, a hand appeared silently, firmly gripping his neck. With a single exertion, it could easily take his life.

"You're in a bit too much of a hurry."

Qiao Feng said coldly, his eyes fixed on Zhang Chengyi, waiting for the next move.

"Oh?"

Zhang Chengyi put down his chopsticks, stood up, and said, "It seems you and your son have had good luck."

"Let's go and meet Ding Chunqiu."

"and many more."

Su Xinghe held down the Beggar Clan disciple who came to report the news, carefully observed his eyebrows and eyes, and after probing with the Northern Darkness True Qi, turned his head to look at Qiao Feng beside him.

Sure enough, it was the poison in Murong Fu's body again, and it had changed a bit. If it weren't for the fact that people with internal strength but not enough to temporarily suppress the poison would have their appearance and aura change when they were attacked by the poison, he would have almost misjudged it.

Qiao Feng paused for a moment, then released Murong Bo from his grasp and said, "Lead the way."

He knew that the only way to cure the poison was to find Ding Chunqiu, which would put him on the same side as his enemy.

Murong Bo breathed a sigh of relief and left the courtyard with the others. For some reason, he vaguely felt a numbness and discomfort in his body when he moved, but the feeling quickly disappeared.

Perhaps it's an internal injury?

He had a bad feeling.

Chapter 50 Bang!

A few minutes later, in the courtyard where Ding Chunqiu was.