Xiuxian Work Log

Xian calendar year, July 7th.

Although he didn't really want to admit that the farmer was a cultivator, he looked like a big shot who was hiding his true power.

Is this the extinction of humanity or the decline of morality?

According to my experience of watching TV dramas since I was a child, shouldn't the world of immortal cultivation be full of people with extremely good looks fighting each other and falling in love at the same time?

But having said that, the fight between two beautiful boys is really pleasing to the eye~~~

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The young man carrying the sword had a red mole between his eyebrows, a face as handsome as jade, and held a sword in his hand. He was dressed in white clothes that didn't look like ordinary fabric. The tight satin weave was soft and thick, giving off an air of nobility.

Although he was wearing a white dress, it gave Lin Qingyue a very expensive feeling. Lin Qingyue looked down at his torn shorts and felt a little embarrassed.

Lin Qingyue: "When I have money, I will also use that kind of cloth to make short-sleeved shorts."

The Dust-Breaking System didn't understand: "You have money, why do you want to make short-sleeved shirts?"

Lin Qingyue: "Short-sleeved shirts and long shorts are a great invention of mankind. When I was working, I basically wore short-sleeved shirts and long shorts every day except in winter."

Dust Breaking System raised its hand and asked, "Were human clothes so useless in the pre-Blue Ball era?"

Lin Qingyue retorted: "Of course there are all kinds of gorgeous clothes, such as Lolita, dresses and so on."

Dust-Breaking System scoffed, "It's just some fancy stuff. After you complete the mission, you can use your points to buy a defensive suit with a built-in micro-energy cannon. This suit also has a range of other features like thermal insulation, waterproofing, fireproofing, and electrical shock protection."

"Is it that great?"

Lin Qingyue was very excited. He opened the system mall, scrolled to the bottom, and saw the so-called defensive suit of the Broken Dust System.

When she saw the price below, her heart sank.

Points, damn the price. Even though the mission was just launched yesterday, 10 points will be credited every working day after the mission is launched.

but……

Lin Qingyue scrolled to the top of the shopping mall page. The cheapest nutritional supplement cost ten points.

Isn't this price a bit too high? I can't afford it at all.

Instead of getting rich by accumulating points, she might as well start a business in the world of immortal cultivation!

Lin Qingyue closed the system mall and continued to watch the battle between the two beautiful boys.

Under the scorching sun, both sides deliberately chose an open place.

No one knows who started it first, or if both of them did it at the same time.

The handsome young man held a sword in his hand and attacked with decisive moves, each of which contained a mysterious pattern.

Hua Xiangrong, draped in her robes, unsheathed a slender, scaly sword and charged forward. Facing her opponent's attacks, she lost her usual gentle demeanor. Her gaze shone like the bright moonlight, and her steps were unhurried. Both sides spared no effort in the back-and-forth.

Lin Qingyue asked the system to record the battle between the two, and the Pochen system said it was already recording.

"Pochen, how come you are so smart?!" Lin Qingyue was half surprised and half relieved. The two were still fighting until the sun set.

Lin Qingyue: ...

The Dust-Breaking System was offline at 6:00 AM, except under special circumstances. Mission hours were generally from 8:00 AM to 12:00 AM and from 2:00 PM to 6:00 PM. During non-mission hours, Lin Qingyue couldn't contact the system, and the system couldn't contact Lin Qingyue either.

However, Lin Qingyue thought that even if he could not contact the Pochen system, the Pochen system would continue to study how to complete the task of "Beauty is Not Beauty".

Honestly, wouldn't other systems have objections to seeing the Pochen system behave this way? After all, a hard worker like Pochen should be doing twice as much work as other systems. It's like a vampire boss in a company asking one person to do the work of two or even three people, only paying one salary. Then, when you protest, they throw in the towel and say there are plenty of other people who can do it if you don't, as if they're giving you an unequal job and you're supposed to accept it with gratitude.

Or are there too many systems?

However, the Broken Dust System has not openly exploited Lin Qingyue yet, so it is not easy for her to report it.

Lin Qingyue took out the Bigu Pill that Hua Xiangrong had given her and poured a pill from the small bottle. Just as she was about to put the pill into her mouth, she thought of something and stopped.

It’s better to use the fasting pills sparingly, who knows what will happen in the future?

Lin Qingyue broke the Qigong pill into two halves, put one half back into the small bottle, and threw the other half into his mouth and ate it.

A small bottle contains 100 Bigu Pills. One Bigu Pill can keep a person from feeling hungry for two days. When one reaches the Foundation Establishment stage, Bigu Pills are no longer needed.

I don’t know if she will stop eating food when she reaches the foundation-building stage. By then, should she switch to drinking spiritual liquid to absorb spiritual energy?

A voice rang out, interrupting Lin Qingyue's wandering thoughts.

"Where did you get this sword, my friend?"

As soon as she finished speaking, someone sat down next to her.

Looking back, a farmer in a linen shirt and a sweat towel was speaking to Lin Qingyue in a rough voice. Without waiting for Lin Qingyue's consent, he picked up the rusty sword that Lin Qingyue had placed on the ground.

Hey! How can you just take something without asking her?

Lin Qingyue felt very uncomfortable, but a hypocritical smile was on his face.

"Where did you get it? I picked it up from the ground." Lin Qingyue said as he held the other side of the sword to take it back, but the farmer's hand was like a pair of pliers, steady and motionless.

Lin Qingyue gave up after trying twice. She rolled her eyes at the man and turned around to continue watching the battle between the beautiful girl, no, beautiful boy.

Seeing Lin Qingyue's expression, the farmer was amused and asked, "Why don't you try again? Maybe I'll give it back to you next time."

"Then give it back to me."

Lin Qingyue stretched out his hand.

The farmer refused, "Is this how you ask for help?"

Neuropathy!

Lin Qingyue rolled his eyes and ignored him.

The farmer continued, "Iron swords are often unable to reach the required temperature due to the low quality of the sword furnace or the insufficient skill of the swordsmith. As a result, the resulting swords are usually hard and brittle, and will be thrown away after a short time of use. They are no different from the iron swords used by ordinary people."

Okay, okay, I know you understand it very well, so what?

"Guess what sword you found?"

Of course it’s the mission props!

Lin Qingyue took a look at the sword. The sword body was severely worn and the rust was of varying depths. He really couldn't see anything special about it.

Lin Qingyue: "Rusty sword."

As Lin Qingyue expected, the farmer was about to laugh out loud when he heard it, but Lin Qingyue spoke before him.

“Hahahahaha~hahahahaha~~hahahahahahaha~~~”

The farmer fell silent and suddenly became speechless.

Seeing that his smile was gone, Lin Qingyue stopped.

Accompanied by the sounds of the two handsome young men fighting on the opposite side, the farmer quickly adjusted his mood and spoke slowly.

"This is actually a high-quality immortal sword."

"The most common weapons in the world of immortal cultivation are spirit swords, which are divided into three grades: high, medium, and low. Immortal swords are extremely rare. Even the Buddhist cultivator Hua Xiangrong's Bright Moon Sword had to be found by his master in ancient secret realms. Such a rare sword in the world is not considered an immortal sword, but a mere high-grade spirit sword. As for the legendary divine sword, it has long been lost to history over the course of time."

He casually threw the rusty sword over and Lin Qingyue quickly caught it.

"But the sword is in such a state now that I'm afraid it's not even as good as the iron swords on the street stalls."

Otherwise, why would the system keep telling her that this is garbage?

If this rusty sword was as useful as the iron sword, it would have been snatched away and sold by the demons long ago!

The farmer took out a pot of wine from somewhere and took a sip.

He said "hmm" in agreement.

"This sword cannot be repaired at the moment. The materials needed to repair it are extremely precious, but most importantly, the secrets of the formation within it have been lost. Even if it were repaired, it would still be a low-grade spiritual sword, perhaps even less durable than an iron sword. Unless you're incredibly lucky. How lucky would that be? Probably something like becoming an immortal overnight, but once you become an immortal, you could, by some chance, recreate the secrets of the formation."

"As for the final result? It depends on the person." The farmer said indifferently.

Lin Qingyue looked at the farmer who looked no different from ordinary farmers and knew that he must be extraordinary.

As for why he came here, it was most likely related to the young man in white.

"Who are you to that young man in white?"

The farmer glanced at the young man in white who was still fighting opposite him, and seeing that the other party was determined to fight, he then took a sip of wine.

"Master."

"Really?"

"Why would I lie to you? After that guy finishes his competition with Hua Xiangrong, he'll have to come and say hello to me."

"I feel like you cultivators are all weird."

The farmer smiled and said, "People are inherently different. Even though cultivators fight against heaven and earth, we're all human after all. What's so strange about that?"

Having said that, without waiting for the young man to come over and say hello, the farmer stood up, dusted himself off, and left with the wine jug.

It was strange, Lin Qingyue had clearly watched him leave slowly, but how come in just a few moments, only his tiny figure was left?

As the evening wore on, the bright moon hung in the sky, the night became dreary, and the temperature plummeted.

Afraid that he would never wake up after falling asleep, Lin Qingyue collected flammable materials and branches nearby, and lit them with flint to keep warm. However, there were not enough branches, so he searched back and forth for all the branches nearby.

To this day, Lin Qingyue misses the air conditioner he used to have.

Lin Qingyue declared that air conditioning is the greatest invention in the world!

Hua Xiangrong and Yang Zishen finally finished their duel at dawn. Both of them were covered in wounds, and Yang Zishen was enraged at the thought that Hua Xiangrong had colluded with the demons along with his father.

"Father, father, son, son. They say a son resembles his father. Hua Xiangrong, you used to say you wanted to save the world and the people, but you betrayed your promise and deceived your friends."

"I, Yang Zishen, only stand for justice and fairness. I am not worthy of being your friend."

Hua Xiangrong looked into Yang Zishen's eyes and said firmly, "I have never betrayed the morality in my heart. The morality is in my heart."

Yang Zishen sneered: "What a good saying, "The truth is in my heart." Don't say it out loud and make people laugh."

Seeing this, Hua Xiangrong said nothing more: "Then it's up to you to think whatever you want..."

"and many more--"

Lin Qingyue walked up to the two handsome boys with a dizzy head.

"I said, can you cure me first, and then you can chat."

She can't hold on any longer, boy!