Xiuxian Work Log

On July 7th of the Xian calendar year, the weather was cloudy.

I still believe in good food (a big mouthful)

Don’t I know whether I’m delicious or not?

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To be honest, although Lin Qingyue really wanted to see how Hua Xiangrong and Yang Zishen captured the monster, his strength did not allow it.

If she said foundation building, golden elixir, Nascent Soul...

Okay, take back the fantasy.

"So why would you bind someone who can't cultivate immortality? Pochen."

The ants on the ground were carrying food with great effort, and Lin Qingyue was responsible for feeding them corn.

"Although I don't think I necessarily have the qualifications to cultivate immortality, I never assign a new employee in the company a task that he or she cannot complete, because it's unnecessary."

"According to the data, you are the one who meets the criteria the most."

In the system space, the white kitten walked with an elegant cat walk, its tone full of pride.

"From our observation of you over the past twenty years, I can tell you have great ambitions and desires in life."

"Ambition?" Lin Qingyue raised an eyebrow. "But I don't have any particularly big material desires or vanity. Everything I wear costs less than a hundred yuan. Pochen, you really make me sound too ambitious. If I didn't know your personality, I would have thought you were praising me."

"No, no, no!" The Dust-Breaking System smiled widely with its cat face.

"It's ambition in life. In our previous conversation, you had subconscious desires and anger, but you were able to control them well and keep moving forward."

“This is a very good material, and it is something we are very short of.”

"You? You mean Star Citizen?" Lin Qingyue threw the last kernels of corn on the corn cob to the ground, then lay down on the rocking chair in the yard and rocked comfortably.

"Yes, Star Citizens lack these inherent good qualities."

Lin Qingyue was not sure whether the Broken Dust System was playing tricks on her, otherwise why would these words sound weird?

It seems that her current role is similar to that of an internet celebrity?

They all provide emotional value. Lin Qingyue has watched quite a few short videos before.

But is the entertainment industry in the interstellar universe developing so rapidly? Do they also have businesses in other worlds? Streamers like her?

It was still early for dinner, and since there was nothing to do anyway, Lin Qingyue planned to go find Xiaohu and Wen Xiaoshuang to chat.

No matter what you do, it's more interesting than arguing with the Dust-Breaking System alone.

There is no point in arguing, she just does it for fun.

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What does true death mean? In the world of immortal cultivation, it should be the shattering of the spirit body and the dissipation of the soul. But for a demon, its true body must be found and shattered, Hua Xiangrong thought.

Down the well, the monster was nailed to the wall by Mingyue, his hands hanging limply, with a pool of dried green blood underneath.

When the monster saw them coming, a voice that sounded like a man or a woman echoed in the enclosed space.

"Kill me if you want to, but be quick. I admit my weakness."

Hua Xiangrong looked at it with a calm gaze, and Yang Zishen took out a rope from his storage bag and tied the monster tightly.

Mingyue returned to Hua Xiangrong's hand and drew some words in the air. When Hua Xiangrong saw the words, her body stiffened instantly.

He has been here...

Yang Zishen put a demon-locking talisman on the rope again. When the demon saw his action, it was covered with scars that were difficult to tell whether it was male or female, and its expression was sad.

"Why bother with the demon-binding rope and the demon-locking talisman? I'm standing right here, you can kill me or chop me up as you please."

Yang Zishen sneered: "Of course I'm afraid you'll run away."

Monster: "You two are in cahoots with each other, how can I escape? I might as well just let you kill me."

"Oh! It's not up to you to decide whether you deserve to die! Wait until you go down and see those you killed, then ask them!"

Lan'an placed his hand on its neck and pushed hard, causing green blood to ooze out.

Yang Zishen was just about to ask it where Hua Cixi was, but Hua Xiangrong spoke from the side in a cold voice.

Hua Xiangrong: "Zishen, Hua Cixi has been here."

"what?!"

Yang Zishen immediately used his Lan'an to block the stone that came from the darkness. The huge impact force landed on the saber teeth, making a crisp sound, and a saber tooth rolled to the ground.

The spiritual power attached to this stone was simply beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators, not to mention that his Greedy Temple advanced with his cultivation. Even if he had just established his foundation, only a cultivator above the tenth level of the Golden Core could break it.

"Come out if you have the guts! What's the point of hiding?!" Yang Zishen picked up the fallen saber tooth and put it back into the storage bag.

Hua Xiangrong's face turned ugly. He asked Yang Zishen to go back first: "Take the monster back first. He must have some evidence against Hua Cixi."

Yang Zishen glanced at Hua Xiangrong, said nothing more, and took the monster away.

After Yang Zishen's figure left, the bright moon blocked the monk who walked out of the darkness.

The enchanting and strange monk smiled, his voice cheerful: "Xiangrong, are you worried that I will kill Yang Zishen? You don't have to worry. He is Xiangrong's friend. Why would I kill him?"

The bright moon returned to her palm. Hua Xiangrong pointed the sword at the monk and then slowly said, "I used to think you had reasons for doing these things, but in the end, I found that they were just excuses to deceive yourself."

The monk looked at Hua Xiangrong in confusion, saying, "What I want has always been simple. It's you, Xiangrong, who thinks too much. You should let go of your prejudice."

Seeing that he was still as arrogant as ever, Hua Xiangrong's expression became even colder.

"What I want is very simple, that is to kill you!"

The monk looked down at his son lovingly, as adorable as a blade of grass. "You can't do it, Xiangrong. You're too cowardly."

"Xiangrong, you're only 17. There are so many things you don't understand! In this world, everything else is unimportant except what you want. If I want something, I'll go for it. I don't think I've done anything wrong to deserve your distress."

"When you see more things, you will make the same choice as me."

"I can't!" Hua Xiangrong interrupted him, thinking that he was simply unreasonable!

"I'm not you. I won't murder innocent demons and humans for my own selfish reasons!"

"I won't let monsters devour the people just to achieve my goal!"

"I won't be so self-righteous and sentimental. Everything you do now is meaningless and will not produce any results!"

"Will there be no result..." The charming and weird monk muttered to himself, with a tear falling from the corner of his eye.

"You are the one who should be on my side...Xiangrong."

"I will never stand on your side. People who abandon themselves are not worth my attention."

"But..." The monk's eyes swept across the bright moon in Hua Xiangrong's hand, and his voice was cold.

"Your thoughts are not that important. As long as I can keep you alive, that's enough."

After saying that, he attacked Hua Xiangrong!