I am practicing in a weird world

　Xiao Yi looked at what was in his hand. It was a piece of ice, but the thing frozen inside the ice was indeed his heart.

　Both the shape and the color show that it is a heart.

　"It's the heart." Xiao Yi said.

　"Open the ice and take a look." said the golden-eyed moth.

　Looking at the expression of the Golden-Eyed Moth, she seemed to think that the thing in my hand was not a heart. How could that be possible? This was something I personally brought out from the blood lake.

　Xiao Yi saw the confident look on the golden-eyed moth's face and felt puzzled.

　Flames burst out from his hands, and immediately, the ice began to dissipate.

　Just as the ice completely dissipated, the heart inside suddenly shattered, breaking into countless pieces of powder and falling onto the table.

　Seeing this scene, Xiao Yi's face suddenly showed astonishment.

　How is this possible? How can the heart be shattered into powder?

　He picked up the powder and squeezed it gently. Suddenly, his fingers were stained with bright red. It was a pigment that seemed to be ground from plant leaves.

　What happened? How did the heart in my hand turn into paint?

　Xiao Yi's expression showed surprise again.

　"You got your heart from the huge river inside the Stag Gate, right?" asked the Golden-Eyed Moth.

　"I got it from there." Xiao Yi nodded in agreement.

　"That makes sense. The name of that river is the River in the Painting. It's a painted river, just like you humans draw a river on paper with colored pencils. It's not a real river, it's just a painted river, and everything in it is paint." said the golden-eyed moth.

　"It was a long river of history. I saw history within that vast river. I even entered history and experienced it. The river was incredibly vast. A pirate girl sailed a huge ancient warship across the river, cutting through the waves. No matter how I looked at it, it didn't look like something drawn."

　Xiao Yi seemed unable to accept it.

　If that huge river was drawn, then what was he experiencing just now?

　"It is the Long River of History, that's for sure. The river in the painting is also called the Long River of History, and the history you have experienced is real." said the golden-eyed moth.

　"Since the history I experienced is real, why did the heart I took out from history turn into paint?" Xiao Yi wondered.

　Volume 1: Chapter 296: Replica

　"Although the history of the river in the painting is real, it is not real history. It is simply a long river drawn by the spirit called the Wanderer using the power of secret history. It is not history itself, but a replica of history.

　History is for the past. The past is a confirmed event, something that has already happened, an event that cannot be changed. History is something that cannot be altered. This is an iron law set by all the gods. People cannot go back to the past.

　The Golden Eyed Moth continued, "Although true history cannot be changed, the replica of history can be freely explored, allowing people to experience and see history, allowing history to be seen by more people. That is the meaning of the River in the Painting.

　The Wandering Traveler, a deity, holds the power over history and will not allow history to be forgotten, so she created such a long river.

　The so-called gods are such beings. They are the law itself. They will not allow themselves to be forgotten and always try to become a part of the world. "

　"I almost died in the long river of history. Could it be that these pigments are attacking me?" Xiao Yi asked.

　"It's not the paint that's attacking you, but the power of the laws. In the long river of history, although everything is painted, those paintings are alive. All the laws and powers that exist in reality are also present in the river of painting. However, these powers only exist within the river of painting and will not appear outside of the river of painting.

　Everything in the River in the Painting is useful when used within the River in the Painting, but once taken out of the River in the Painting, it will turn into pigment.

　As for why the river in the painting has such strange characteristics, it is because the Wanderer designed it that way. She is a deity, and the world is just a canvas for her, and she can design her things as she pleases.

　The golden-eyed moth opened a glass of fruit wine, drank it and explained it, looking very content.

　After hearing this, Xiao Yi's face was full of regret.

　"What are you regretting?"

　A look of confusion appeared on the golden-eyed moth's face.

　"I was thinking, if I had known I couldn't take the things in the river in the painting out, I would have just taken a few bites of the heart. The heart contains an immense amount of vitality, enough to mutate an entire forest. If I took one or two bites, I would have gathered enough vitality to further elevate my physique.

　"Taking such a huge risk but not getting the corresponding reward makes one want to curse," said Xiao Yi.

　"Although I didn't get the power, I should have gotten the secret teachings, so it's not a loss." said the golden-eyed moth.

　When Xiao Yi took out the heart, she saw that there were words on the surface of the heart. Those were secret words.

　"That secret teaching is too advanced, I can't understand it." Xiao Yi said.

　"What is the name of the secret transmission, and what level is it?" asked the golden-eyed moth.

　"The name is the Eternal Secret. I'm not sure what level it is. I can't understand it." Xiao Yi said.

　"The Secret of Eternal Life is the highest level of secret teachings in the realm of life, possessing the power of the fourteenth level of the principles of the heart."

　A look of admiration appeared on the face of the Golden Eyed Moth, and he said, "The higher the level of secret teachings, the harder it is to find. Many people, even those who have become immortals, cannot find the highest level of secret teachings of their own laws. You are not at a disadvantage."

　"I don't understand. If I don't understand, it's the same as not having it." Xiao Yi said.

　The Golden Eyed Moth said, "The more profound the secret teachings, the harder it is to comprehend. It's like an elementary school student struggling to understand university knowledge. You can't understand because your foundation is too weak. You can find someone to study with you. By working together, you might be able to gain inspiration from the Eternal Secret and advance your own secret teachings. Once your foundation is solid, you'll naturally be able to understand."

　"Makes sense."

　Xiao Yi nodded, then looked at the golden-eyed moth, anticipation in his eyes.

　The golden-eyed moth is a person who has achieved immortality and is very knowledgeable. If one were to find someone to study secrets with, no one would be more suitable than the moth in front of him.

　"I'm just a moth. I don't have the talent for the Code of Heart. My foundation is zero. It's useless for you to come to me. You have to find someone who has the talent for the Code of Heart." said the golden-eyed moth.

　Hearing what the golden-eyed moth said, Xiao Yi withdrew his gaze.

　At this moment, he thought of something, which was about the old man sitting on the hawthorn tree. He asked, "I saw something very strange in the river in the painting. One of my enemies used a hawthorn tree as a weapon. His hawthorn tree could block extremely hot flames, but it couldn't stop cannonballs. Why is that?"

　"Because cannonballs are entities. Entities are a very special kind of existence. They are stronger and more difficult to be affected than energy bodies. There are many laws and forces that cannot stop entities. I am an immortal, but if someone shoots a cannonball at me, I can't stop it and can only hide." said the golden-eyed moth.

　After she finished speaking, she looked at Xiao Yi, her eyes full of doubt. She asked, "I see that the power of your Blade Code and Forging Code has not increased. Why is that?"

　"I can't find the secret of these two powers." Xiao Yi said.

　He had experienced many strange things and gained many things, but he rarely obtained the secret teachings of the Blade Code and the Casting Code.

　Ze's secret teachings caused his power of conflict and fire to remain stagnant, while only his physical strength was improving.

　"If you want the secret teachings of the Code of Blade, you can go to the Blade Stairs. It is safer there than the river in the painting." said the golden-eyed moth.

　After bidding farewell to the golden-eyed moth, Xiao Yi reappeared in the warehouse.

　"cheers!"

　As soon as he appeared in the warehouse, Xiao Yi heard a noisy sound.

　That was the voice of a young girl.

　He looked towards the source of the sound and immediately saw Lin Lingniao, Zhou Wanwan, and Xiao Lili.

　The three of them got a small round table from somewhere and were drinking happily.

　There were wine glasses, various fruits, and snacks on the table, and the ground was covered with beer bottles.

　Snacks include melon seeds, dried meat, potato chips, and other miscellaneous things, while fruits include grapes, watermelons, lychees, etc. The table is filled with everything.

　The three of them were having a party to celebrate.

　Xiao Yi took a look at these things and his gaze focused on one of the fruits, which was the fruit of life. There was one in front of each person.

　At this time, the three men also saw Xiao Yi, and Lin Lingniao called out, "Xiao Yi, you're back. Come, let's celebrate together, to celebrate our great harvest."

　"What did you gain?" Xiao Yi asked.

　He took a seat while speaking.

　Lin Lingniao brought a cup for Xiao Yi and filled it with beer, and Xiao Lili got Xiao Yi a piece of ice.

　"We have secret history, weapons, materials, and most importantly, the Fruit of Life."

　Lin Lingniao's expression was full of excitement.

　Thanks to @非人6十1 for the reward.

　Volume 1: Chapter 297: We'll Talk Tomorrow

　"Congratulations."

　Xiao Yi continued, "Once you've entered the Pure White Gate, you only need to find the answer to the riddle, and you'll be able to enter the Stag Gate and reach the same place I've reached."

　"I don't plan to enter the Pure White Gate for the time being." Xiao Lili said.

　"Why?" Xiao Yi asked.

　"Because I have the Fruit of Life, I won't feel cold with it. But the Light of Life requires ancient coins to purchase. I will focus on earning ancient coins in the future." Xiao Lili said.

　"The Life Fruit costs six dollars each, which is really expensive."

　Xiao Yi understands Xiao Lili.

　Not to mention Xiao Lili, even Xiao Yi, who can earn a lot of ancient coins from time to time, needs to weigh his wallet if he wants to buy the fruit of life.

　Xiao Lili is an undead. Once she loses her life energy, her body will become cold and she will want to kill people. Her first priority is to obtain the fruit of life steadily.

　"I don't want to go through the Stag Gate for the time being." Zhou Wanwan said.

　"Why?" Xiao Yi asked.

　"There are two paths in the secret teachings of the Blood Cup. I didn't have life energy before, so I never built my combat body. Now that I have life energy, I want to build my combat body, which requires a lot of time and a lot of life energy. I don't have time to solve the riddle of the Stag's Gate for the time being." Zhou Wanwan said.

　"Do you have any plans for constructing a body? I have seen the bodies of many powerful blood cup users and may be able to give you some advice." Xiao Yi said.

　"I want to build a set of bone armor. I've thought of a name for it: Fallen Knight," Zhou Wanwan said.

　"Why is it called the Fallen Knight?" Xiao Yi asked.

　"Because mine can make the enemy suffer and also make the enemy immersed in happiness and unable to extricate themselves, it feels quite similar." Zhou Wanwan said.

　"The skeleton body has strong defensive capabilities, which is pretty good." Xiao Yi said.

　He thought of the powerful Blood Cup warrior in the bounty assassination mission. That warrior used bones as armor and had extremely high defense.

　Lin Lingniao said, "I want to enter the Stag Gate, but the riddle I got is different from yours, so it may not be that easy to enter."

　"What's your riddle?" Xiao Yi asked.

　"Before opening this path, what must be opened first?"

　Lin Lingniao said: "I can't find the answer."

　"I'll tell you if I find the answer later," Xiao Yi said.

　Here, Xiao Yi and others are celebrating.

　In another place, in a room of a hotel, a young girl poured out the contents of her backpack. The girl had an oval face and a pair of phoenix eyes. She had a beautiful face and a lovely body.

　She looked at what was poured out, her eyes wide open, her expression full of astonishment.

　"What's going on? Where are my bone thorns? Where is my blood that contains a lot of life energy? Where is my corpse spark? Why are they gone? Why is there only a pile of pigment?

　I finally managed to hide the Corpse Spark from NPC Number Two, but why is it gone? I sacrificed so much, my curvy figure turned into a large loli, and I got nothing in return.

　She held her head in her hands, looking like she was about to collapse.

　This person is Number Nine. She came out of the Stag Gate and immediately began to look at the spoils, but found

　All the spoils turned into paint.

　Everything I got from the river in the painting turned into paint, and then my body...!

　A look of panic instantly appeared on her face.

　In the final battle, her body was severely damaged, her life force was almost completely exhausted, and she was only one step away from death. Only after receiving the blood from the blood lake was her body repaired.

　Just as everything in the river in the painting is pigment, it means that the blood she drank is also pigment. That is to say, her body did not absorb the life energy, and her body was not repaired. The consequences are extremely serious.

　She quickly sensed her body and immediately felt the vigorous vitality, which was the vitality emanating from the life energy.

　The feeling was no different from being in the river in the painting.

　Fortunately, the blood I drank from the blood lake was real, not paint, otherwise I would not have survived.

　She breathed a sigh of relief.

　This much vitality should be enough for me to condense the true blood of Saint Janario, but I feel a little bit shortchanged.

　After taking such a huge risk, the final monster was so strong that he was beaten again and again, and in the end he only got one piece of Saint Janario's true blood.

　But no matter what, the ending is good.

　She sighed in her heart and began to sum up her gains and losses and think about the patterns of the river in the painting.

　Turn experiences into experience and prepare to do better in the future.