Bodhisattva, please help me in my spiritual practice!

Ao Peng took a late-night bus for several hours and arrived back in Yancheng around five in the morning.

He checked the time; it was exactly five in the morning, and it was still pitch black outside.

He opened the door quietly.

Their home is small, consisting of only one two-bedroom apartment.

Ao's mother had one room, while Ao Peng and his younger brother Ao Wu shared a room.

He turned the doorknob, and Ao Wu was fast asleep on the lower bunk of the bunk bed.

Ao Peng suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Ao Wu's bedding, blindfolded him, grabbed Ao Wu's neck, and slowly applied force. His current strength was 1.2, which was much stronger than an ordinary person and similar to the level of a professional boxer.

But it wouldn't be enough to snap Ao Wu's neck.

Ao Wu, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly choked. He couldn't take it. He felt like he couldn't breathe, but the person choking him was very strong. Ao Wu couldn't pry the other person's hand off, and he couldn't even scream.

He instinctively kicked out with all his might.

Ao Peng felt that the kick had landed squarely on his stomach, but for his current 1.7-meter physique, it felt like someone had hit him with an inflatable hammer—it didn't hurt or itch at all.

Ao Peng stopped choking his younger brother and went straight into the game.

"call!"

Ao Wu sat up abruptly, threw back the bedding, and shouted, "Which bastard?!"

He looked into the room; it was dark and quiet, the door was closed, and there was no one there. He glanced at the balcony; their apartment was on the eighteenth floor, and an ordinary person certainly couldn't escape through the window.

He turned on the light, took out a mirror, and looked at himself. There was a dark bruise on his neck that hadn't faded yet.

Especially when the other person was choking him, even through the blanket, Ao Wu still felt a bone-chilling cold.

"Could it be sleep paralysis?"

Ao Wu thought of the ghost stories circulating among his classmates at school recently, and couldn't help but shudder. He picked up his phone, intending to look up information about sleep paralysis.

But suddenly his phone turned crimson, as if it had been infected with a virus. The next moment, a game popped up, and blood-red text appeared before his eyes.

This is a game between the old era and the new era.

……

Ao Peng re-entered the old game world.

If the estimates in the forum are correct, then his suddenly disappeared resurrected corpse can be considered a supernatural event encountered by Ao Wu.

Otherwise, he would have to find another way to help his brother download the game.

However, he certainly won't show up to verify it now. Although he wants to tell his family about the Old Earth Game, he doesn't want to tell them about the resurrected corpses.

Because he really can't tell which Ao Peng he is now.

Put aside all distractions and focus on playing the game.

Welcome back to your homeland, brave inheritor.

After Ao Peng entered the Joyful Sect, the system's attitude clearly improved.

This gave Ao Peng some basic guesses.

The system's prompts are highly "human."

This part of "human nature" doesn't entirely favor the player; often it has a sense of encouragement.

This game is a game between 'the old land' and 'reality'.

Could it be understood that the system is the product of the fusion of two huge collective consciousnesses, which is why it treats players with inconsistent attitudes?

That's why there's this tone that wants players to become stronger, but also wants them to die sooner.

The female bodhisattva noticed your special talent, so she prepared more tiger blood wine and some food for you.

As the system notification tone ended, the door was pushed open.

The hostess, dressed in a light gauze dress, walked in carrying a tray containing not only wine but also a fresh, living heart!

"Did you rest well last night, my lord?"

Ao Peng looked at his heart. "What's this?"

He greeted the man with a smile, "This is tiger heart. I bought it specially from the market. It's very nourishing. Although you are exceptionally talented, your constitution is still a bit weak. Eating more tiger heart and blood will naturally strengthen your constitution."

At this point, Ao Peng naturally couldn't refuse to eat. Yingren picked up a small knife, cut the tiger's heart into pieces, and fed it directly to Ao Peng.

You have consumed tiger's heart.

Ao Peng breathed a sigh of relief; he had thought he was really going to eat something strange.

However, Yingren did indeed raise him as a major medicinal herb, and she bought the tiger heart from the market at a high price.

After Ao Peng ate the tiger's heart, he also drank the tiger's blood wine.

A warm sensation began to rise from the lower abdomen.

Just like yesterday, it began to display all sorts of wonderful signs.

This time, however, Ao Peng discovered the special nature of the [Kundalini Meditation] within his body.

He is a resurrected corpse, somewhere between dead and alive.

Whether someone lives or dies depends on whether they receive offerings of incense.

Normal living people practice Kundalini meditation by nourishing themselves with their own vital energy.

However, Ao Peng needs to consume incense offerings first to transform into a living person before he can have the vital energy to nourish the inner fire within his body.

Therefore, his Kundalini needs to consume both incense offerings and his own vital energy.

And this was exactly what he had expected!

Having entered a living state and having demonstrated the Dharma by showing his body to others, Ao Peng's cultivation progressed incredibly quickly after eating the tiger's heart!

[You maintained your true self amidst the welcoming Bodhisattva's wondrous appearance. The medicinal power of the Tiger Heart is taking effect within you. You have consumed 100 incense offerings. Your Kundalini meditation proficiency +10.]

[You maintained your true self amidst the welcoming Bodhisattva's wondrous appearance. The medicinal power of the Tiger Heart is taking effect within you. You have consumed 100 incense offerings. Your Kundalini meditation proficiency +10.]

……

After a day of training, although Ao Peng was unbearably hot, he actually gained 50 points of proficiency, which should allow him to enter the mastery level tomorrow.

Of course, this is all predicated on the fact that the female bodhisattva Yingren continues to buy him tiger hearts to eat.

"How are you feeling, my lord?"

She approached and asked, her body fragrance captivating.

Ao Peng carefully sensed the Kundalini fire in his lower abdomen. The cloud-like essence felt somewhat burning, as if it were about to ignite.

He answered without hesitation, "It has some shape of flame, but it's not clear enough. If I can eat two more tiger hearts or something like snake gallbladders in the next two days, I should be able to enter the second stage of Kundalini meditation, the Yang Flame phase."

Hearing this, Yingren was naturally overjoyed.

If one were to absorb the essence of a practitioner at the second level of Kundalini meditation, it would be better than absorbing hundreds of medicinal dregs!

Moreover, all of Ao Peng's innate talents will be completely absorbed by her!

She had already invested a huge amount in Ao Peng, so of course she didn't care about investing two more times.

"Is the young master sure?"

Without hesitation, Ao Peng put his arm around the woman's slender waist, saying, "How could I dare to lie to my goddess about this?"

He used his large sword to try and stab it.

However, at this moment, Yingren was more worried about him breaking his meditation than Ao Peng, and quickly stepped aside, saying, "Young master, this is a crucial moment in your cultivation. You must not let your meditation mind be disturbed."

She gritted her teeth and said, "Leave the matter of supplies for cultivation to me!"

After saying that, Yingren left the room, and her face turned cold the moment she left.

If Ao Peng said she would have to wait another week, she would naturally be tempted, but she still had the willpower to wait for just two days.

Even if she had more time, and even if she were willing, her venomous sisters would have noticed something amiss, and by then, she wouldn't have a chance to enjoy such talent all to herself.

However, tiger's heart and snake's gall are rare; even one had almost exhausted her accumulated incense offerings, and this second one...

She gritted her teeth and decided to borrow some high-interest loans from her best friends!

The system's text appeared before Ao Peng's eyes.

[You have remained true to yourself, but the Bodhisattva seems to have wavered. She has decided to sell her possessions and borrow money from her sisters at exorbitant interest rates, all to help you buy the tiger heart. Brave heir, this is the reward for your courage!]

Ao Peng sighed softly, "Yingren is such a good girl."

Then he looked at his large sword, which stood upright with nowhere to go, and thought, "This is probably the loneliness one has to endure in cultivation. It's fucking tiring!"