Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 152 Going to find the little apprentice, secretly spying on the screen
The sun rises.

In the towering buildings of Wushan City, busy people have already begun a new day of activities.

The bustling breakfast stalls, the various shouts and fumes wafting through the streets, all combine to create a timeless scene of everyday life.

At this moment, a handsome man dressed in cool summer clothes and with medium-length hair leisurely strolled among the various breakfast stalls.

The man's attire was quite simple, but his refined features still frequently drew the attention of passersby.

At this moment, after paying, he received a skewer of roasted eggs from the stall owner.

The rich aroma of spices and the pungent smell of oil and cumin reacting together make your mouth water.

In his previous life, Lü Gu especially loved eating these street-side barbecue snacks. He ate them so often that he frequently had to go to the toilet, but he still enjoyed it immensely.

Now I'm in great health, so I don't have that worry.

By now, it's been several hours since we came down the mountain.

The idea arose from the desire to avoid revealing one's identity and to disguise oneself.

He then created an appearance based on his memory of his past life.

However, it has been carefully adjusted, so this is the result after using a beauty filter.

As soon as he entered the city, he went to the gang leader who had recovered quite a bit of influence, to borrow some more money and valuables.

However, because he had raided a group of criminal gangs before leaving the country, many of them had gone bankrupt.

Fortunately, these emerging professions will only transform, not disappear.

When one group declines, others will naturally step up to fill the gap.

However, based on the amount of money they borrowed, Lü Gu could clearly sense that their lives seemed to be going badly.

After a little thought, it becomes clear.

The spiritual energy revival that he initiated has granted many ordinary people power that is difficult for ordinary people to attain.

Whether to rebel or to follow the justice in one's heart, one can become a hero who punishes evil and promotes good.

Of course, there are also people like myself who borrow money casually.

In short, this kind of criminal organization, which is usually hated by many, has really had a run of bad luck.

Before Lu Gu, there weren't some cheat codes that weren't given per person, but were randomly thrown into various antiques or obscure corners.

These people involved in the gray industry chain sometimes manage to find some and have some resistance, otherwise they might really have disappeared.

Fortunately, after running around, I finally managed to borrow enough money to buy tea.

They didn't linger any longer and went straight to the city's largest tea exhibition.

He immediately paid for the best tea that didn't require an appointment and was available for purchase.

The product's appearance, smell, and all the background stories the salesperson gave it.

Lu Gu didn't understand much of what he heard, nor did he sense anything different.

In other words, the box looks much bigger and has a lot more decorations.

A small, seven-layered brown wooden box with a handle was casually held in Lü Gu's hand.

After leaving the lavishly decorated venue, the small wooden box in my hand didn't look like it was worth 50 at all.

Coupled with his leisurely movements.

If it weren't for the fact that he wasn't carrying a fishing rod, people would probably think that the contents were bait and that he was going to fish in some river or ditch.

However, he didn't care about these superficial things and just wandered aimlessly along the street.

Lu Gu hadn't been back to Xin Kingdom for a long time, and strolling through the bustling streets, he felt a sense of leisure and fulfillment.

Actually, if you really think about it, Lü Gu has been in this world for quite a while now.

But it seems that most of the time he's either busy with something or preparing to do something.

They rarely appear in public, and even less time is spent interacting with others.

It's not that there's no opportunity, but rather a sense of distance.

Perhaps it's because of the fact that I traveled here from another time, or perhaps it's because I brought a game system with me, which adds to the sense of unreality.

Lu Gu always felt that this world had an illusory quality, as if there was a chasm called "reality" separating him from it.

This world has no past that belongs to him, no family that belongs to him.

Even the predecessor who was inherited was a reclusive person, giving Lü Gu no chance to take his place.

The whole thing is like a third-rate comic book where a completely unrelated plot suddenly pops up on a page.

I want to embrace this sense of solitude and remain a detached observer.

But ultimately, humans are social beings.

Sometimes, however, I am troubled by loneliness and want to blend into this bustling world.

that's it.

Carrying the newly bought tea, which was said to be high-end, I wandered around and unknowingly followed the sounds of people into the busiest street in the morning.

As I listened to that familiar, overwhelming sound that filled my nostrils, the inexplicable loneliness seemed to melt away a little.

After that, we strolled leisurely through the streets.

Eating snacks from time to time, which are almost identical to those from my hometown in my previous life, seems to alleviate some of the emptiness.

...

But every street has an end, and after a while, the noise can become monotonous.

"Sigh, why do I feel like I'm increasingly resembling someone who cultivates immortality with a pure and detached mind?"

Lu Gu walked out of the short breakfast street and strolled aimlessly on the sidewalk, rubbing his stomach as he went.

Logically speaking, he had eaten enough food to fill two adults, but he didn't feel full at all.

Or rather, even if you don't eat anything, you won't feel hungry.

No matter what the body does, it neither increases nor decreases, neither changes nor deteriorates.

The skin editor may have changed its appearance in many ways, but it's just a different skin.

Despite possessing all the authority, Lü Gu could still clearly sense his true self.

It was still that white-haired Taoist priest.

His entire body seemed to freeze in that instant.

that's it.

I felt a pang of sadness for a moment, but I quickly put that minor flaw behind me.

He sensed his apprentice's location again and found that he was not far away.

He glanced around, then adjusted his pace and headed toward the towering building that stretched into the clouds in the distance.

"I wonder what that kid's been up to; he hasn't moved an inch in days..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bottle of medicine appeared in his hand, which he immediately stuffed into his mouth and chewed up.

Lu Gu's figure also disappeared quietly without anyone noticing.

Only faint footsteps could be heard, gradually fading into the distance.

……

At this moment, the spacious rooftop of Dingsheng International Building, a neatly decorated sky courtyard, has already taken shape.

All kinds of wooden pavilions, tea tables, and water stoves are also available.

Li Qingfeng, dressed in a blue robe, was sitting cross-legged on a futon.

With a calm expression, eyes closed, and hands clasped loosely in front of his lower abdomen, he appeared to be in a meditative state. A dozen steps away, at a low table in a small pavilion, sat a petite girl with long black hair and delicate features.

He was resting his chin on his hands, staring intently at Li Qingfeng, who was meditating cross-legged.

For some reason, the usually diligent Li Qingfeng has taken an unprecedented day off these past few days and has been staying on this rooftop for several days.

Lu Xiaoxue was also somewhat worried when she heard about this.

As someone who knew that taking leave was pointless, she easily obtained a vacation.

With a mix of trepidation and excitement, she arrived at this training ground, a place she rarely dared to visit.

As someone who lives in this building, Lu Xiaoxue knows how it was built step by step.

However, as a place of practice that she considered very serious and not to be disturbed, it was not a place that one could enter and leave at will.

Even the leaders in the bureau who wanted to see Li Qingfeng had to wait in a room downstairs.

The only one who could directly enter this place was Daoist Yang Ping, who was closest to Li Qingfeng.

But since there had been no movement for many days, and the other person hadn't come downstairs to eat for several days and nights, I was really worried.

Lu Xiaoxue could only send a message first, but did not receive a reply.

Only then did he carefully walk onto the rooftop and push open the large iron door that separated the two worlds.

Upon entering this place, I noticed that it was somewhat different from what I had imagined.

There was nothing in sight but magical artifacts or formations shimmering with various lights.

It's just a simple wooden pavilion, along with some obviously functional puppets and equipment.

The place is large, but there isn't much stuff.

This also allowed her to see Li Qingfeng sitting cross-legged on a wooden cushion not far away at a glance.

Seeing that the other person was breathing evenly and that there was no change in their complexion, Lu Xiaoxue breathed a sigh of relief and felt at ease.

After that, in addition to practicing martial arts every day, I also studied the ghost encyclopedia compiled by Professor Yang from the data.

In her spare time, she would tiptoe to the rooftop and squat in the small pavilion for the entire day.

He stared blankly at Li Qingfeng, who remained seated motionless.

At first, they did bring food up.

But they found that Li Qingfeng just sat there, not moving an inch all day long, and showed no sign of opening his eyes, getting up, or going downstairs to eat.

Lu Xiaoxue didn't dare to approach rashly, fearing that she might cause a commotion and affect the other party's cultivation.

So after trying this several times to no avail, they stopped bringing food up.

Counting the days, today is already the seventh day.

According to Master Yang Ping, who occasionally takes a look, the other party is cultivating in search of a breakthrough.

Because there will be a terrible danger in the Mist Mountain, only if Brother Qingfeng breaks through can we reduce a lot of losses and casualties.

Although she didn't quite understand, and Master Yang Ping didn't explain in detail, Lu Xiaoxue could still realize that this was a very important matter.

It's so important that even someone as strong as Brother Qingfeng has to work this hard.

But there was nothing she could do to help, so she could only watch quietly from there.

Let's set aside this for now.

At this moment, Li Qingfeng, who had been sitting cross-legged for seven days, suddenly twitched his fingers, which were loosely clenched around his lower abdomen.

next moment.

His tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open, as if a glint of light flashed across his face.

Then, the glint in his eyes narrowed again, and he became calm and still.

With its mouth and nose slightly open, a long, drawn-out exhale, like a sigh, blew out, directly dispersing the thin layer of dust on the ground.

After completing this series of actions, Li Qingfeng spread his hands out in front of his eyes, staring blankly with a slightly confused look in his eyes.

"Is nothing still happening...?"

He murmured softly, his eyebrows furrowing slightly, like a drawn sword.

For seven consecutive days, he first swallowed a "Dragon Blood Ginseng" every other day, which was obtained from the Special Operations Bureau by exchanging merits and resembled a small carrot.

After each ingestion, I could indeed feel the spiritual energy surging and replenishing.

However, once one reaches the peak of the Qi Refining stage, no matter how much one takes to replenish their Qi, the spiritual energy replenished will eventually subside after the effects of the medicine wear off.

Just like cultivating one's own qi, there is a feeling that the bucket is full and will overflow if you pour any more.

After seven consecutive days of meditation, both my experience and my mental state have reached an extreme level.

But after that, no matter how hard I tried to cultivate myself, I felt like I couldn't make any progress.

It was as if an insurmountable chasm lay before their realm, leaving them completely clueless.

He had originally planned to wait until he reached the Qi Refining stage and then try to break through on his own, but reality dealt him a heavy blow.

A sense of irritation rose in my heart.

It wasn't because their cultivation couldn't progress, but because of the imminent crisis.

"It seems I have no choice but to return to the mountain and seek my master's advice..."

Li Qingfeng knew that his master had profound cultivation.

Even after so long of training down the mountain and encountering many demons and rogue cultivators, when I think back to my master's ethereal sense of realm, no one can compare.

If we return to the mountain, Master will surely have a way to establish our foundation.

But Li Qingfeng was ultimately not immune to his youthful nature, despite his seemingly calm and indifferent demeanor.

But in reality, he simply focused all his energy on cultivation and the pursuit of the Great Dao.

That stubbornness and unwillingness to admit defeat is still hard to avoid at this age.

Originally, I had planned to break through to the Qi Refining Perfection stage smoothly, and if I could build a Foundation through my own efforts, I might even take another small step forward.

If we go back up the mountain and tell our master, it will make him happy.

My master lived in seclusion for many years, but when he saw me wandering and about to starve to death, he took pity on me and took me in as his disciple.

Li Qingfeng always believed that his only disciple's origin was not due to talent.

Therefore, no matter what they do, they work ten or a hundred times harder, not only because they want to avoid the same suffering as before, but also because they want to prove themselves.

Ever since his master helped him awaken the spiritual energy within his body and embark on his cultivation journey, this idea has become increasingly prevalent.

He wanted to achieve something great so that his master would be proud of him.

However, it is clear that he overestimated his talent.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little downcast.

After a moment of silence, sweeping the distracting thoughts out of his mind, he raised his hand to brush the dust off his clothes, stood up, and walked towards the small pavilion to the side.

But as soon as he turned around, he was stunned and looked at the pavilion with some confusion.

A familiar figure stood silently under the eaves.

Because she had been paying close attention to this area, Lu Xiaoxue had already noticed that the person who had entered meditation was making a move.

Seeing that he had already stood up, she gripped her sleeves, looking somewhat nervous and awkward, and avoided eye contact with him.

Upon witnessing this scene, Li Qingfeng, after his initial stunned reaction, slightly furrowed his brows on his usually composed face.

"Why are you here?"

"Has something happened in the city?"

(End of this chapter)