Chapter 327: The Ancient Immortal’s Game

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So under the temptation of beauty, although Zhu Cunfang was released, she couldn't find the specific address of Huxin Xiaozhu.

You can only choose to do good deeds every day, in order to successfully get those charming beauties after a month of accumulation.

"Is this how you want to pass the test?" Lu Qinglu, who somehow caught the wind and took the initiative to look for her, stood next to Feng Linhu and asked Feng Linhu.

Feng Linwen was fishing with a fishing rod in his hand and a bamboo hat on his head.

But obviously, this is just a pretense.

His mind was not on fishing.

"Isn't my progress going very smoothly? Zhu Cunfang has already started to do good things. As long as I help him develop good habits, over time, even if he thinks he is still evil in his heart and will reject him, habits will still make him , couldn't help but do some good deeds. At that time, who will still say that he is not a good person?" Feng Linyi asked.

Lu Qinglu looked at Feng Linyi with strange eyes, and then said, "I thought you understood it a long time ago."

"What do you know? The world revolves around us. Every test of ours, the real core, is us, not others? Of course I know, but...I am more curious, why are you so boring? No To carry out your final assessment, but you are interested in me?" Feng Linwen turned his head and looked at Lu Qinglu's beautiful face like an elf.

If it weren't for the fact that her ears weren't pointed at all and there was no green light in her eyes, Feng Linwen would have almost thought that she had the blood of an elf.

Lu Qinglu avoided answering Feng Linwen's questions.

She seemed to know a lot of inside stories that Feng Linyi... and even the other Eight Immortals disciples didn't know.

There were some issues that Feng Linwen just didn't have time to think about in detail, or... he didn't want to think about them in detail.

Because, even if you think about it clearly, sometimes it is useless.

Just like if tomorrow is the end of the world, 99% of the people on the earth are powerless and can only wait for the final judgment.

But obviously, Lu Qinglu didn't seem to want to go on in a daze.

She wanted to see more clearly.

"I can answer your questions and even help you pass this test, but I have a condition." Lu Qinglu said.

"What conditions?" Feng Linwen asked directly.

Most of the time, help and support at a cost may be well-intentioned.

On the contrary, it is those things that are completely free that are most likely to contain poison.

"You must be the final winner and get a spot among the Eight Immortals." Lu Qinglu said.

"What?" Feng Linwen was stunned. He didn't expect such an answer. This was indeed beyond Feng Linwen's expectation.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Feng Linwen asked, staring at Lu Qinglu.

Lu Qinglu turned her head, looked at the lake, and smiled slightly.

I have to say that her side face is really more beautiful than her front face. Looking at it from an oblique angle, her eyes are like transparent crystals, extremely clear.

"What do you think I want to do?" she said with a smile.

"Do you know the ancient immortal's game?" Lu Qinglu asked.

"Ancient Immortal's game?" Feng Linwen was stunned for a moment, and then thought of some jokes circulating on the Internet.

For example, the river god's golden ax and silver axe, such as Huang Liang Yimeng, such as watching chess and losing.

Some legendary myths and stories eventually have traces to follow.

Where it starts and where it ends, there are metaphors behind them.

But some of them appear to be very thin.

Whether it is the corresponding gods or mortals, it is like a fixed routine, performing some mysterious manifestation according to a certain structure.

And this kind of confusing, yet very mysterious experience of encountering immortals in ancient times is collectively referred to as the "Game of Ancient Immortals" by many netizens on the Internet.

That is to say, some gods get bored and choose to drag some mortals into their games.

Let these mortals experience some events that they cannot understand and imagine, and finally return to peace.

"Don't you think, in fact, everything we have experienced is too similar? The ancient immortal's game." Lu Qing said openly.

"Does it look like it? It doesn't look like it!" Feng Linwen shook the fishing rod, retracted the line, reattached the bait, and threw it back into the lake.

The Eight Immortals assess their disciples and select the ninth person to prepare.

Although this sounds a bit convoluted, it is also not easy to understand.

But at least, it can be considered a relatively mature excuse and reason.

Although... Feng Linwen cannot actually guarantee its accuracy.

Because everything he knew came from what Tieguai Li... and even the Eight Immortals revealed.

But, who stipulates that they must tell the truth?

"Do you know the true meaning of the ancient immortal's game?" Lu Qinglu asked again.

Feng Linwen remained silent, waiting for Lu Qinglu's next words.

"Have you ever seen those people who have wandered into the uninhabited star field, lost in a lonely and lost place, but unable to communicate with anyone or contact the outside world? What do they look like after they return to civilized society?" Lu Qinglu asked immediately.

Feng Linwen shook his head.

Information in the Galaxy Age is very advanced.

Void signals are spread almost throughout the universe.

It’s hard to imagine that there are places where there is no connection to the outside world.

Of course, a special area where signals are actively shielded is another story.

It's just that places like this are often extremely confidential places that cannot be pried into or imagined.

"They are always used to staying away from the crowd, but they want to feel the warmth of the crowd. The contradiction... is complicated and lonely." Lu Qinglu said.

Feng Linyi was stunned, then shook his head and said: "It's different!"

This is like the nouveau riche who rely on winning the lottery and the people who become rich through their own efforts.

They are actually different.

Even though the money they have seems to be of equal value.

But the former is always impetuous, fearful, uneasy, and always in a state of uncontrollable surprise.

The latter is calm, wise, and has plenty of confidence.

History has proven it.

Some people who were just ordinary people who relied on adventure to gain the ability to live forever, if they don't progress and learn, they will choose to end their lives within a few hundred years at most.

Because they cannot bear the endless losses and changes in the long passage of time.

As they gradually changed from a being who could feel all the beautiful things around them, they turned into an antique that was extremely numb to the surroundings and no longer had any emotions or feelings. Then living... would become meaningless.

Choosing death becomes the inevitable outcome.

As for those practitioners who rely on their own cultivation and embark on the road to immortality step by step, their beliefs are firm and their steps are steady.

Every moment they have is so fulfilling and complete.

At the same time, they also have vague and powerful pursuits, so... even if they withstand the baptism of time, they will continue to move forward unswervingly.

Therefore, Feng Linwen had to answer, 'It's different'.

Lu Qinglu said: "I didn't say the same thing, but you can sublimate it and think about it."