The veteran players are all seasoned players who have practiced breathing techniques and martial arts for seven years. Many of them have practiced to the level of first-rate generals without any shortage of powerful medicines.
However, these are only a small number of successful players.
The vast majority of players, seeing no hope of becoming a first-class or super-first-class general, decisively gave up their skills and chose to ascend to the upper world to practice their internal skills.
Of course, there are also some people who are very good and retain part of their strength to go to the upper world.
Except for players who go to the upper world.
There are also some players who have established their families and careers in the Three Kingdoms and feel that it is impossible to reach the top level by practicing internal skills. They choose to live here and practice breathing techniques silently.
There are quite a few people in this group.
But now Ding Ling's arrival has activated the passion in the hearts of successful players, failed players, idle players, etc.!
They will all think about it if they can succeed.
How many more years of struggle will it take? !
The 'bone' that Ding Ling randomly rewarded might save them ten years of hard work!
It's because I think clearly.
These old players were extremely enthusiastic about Ding Ling, and when they shouted and yelled, they were hysterical.
"Ding Ling, Ding Ling!"
"Idol! When are you going to start a sect in the real world?! I will be the first to sign up!"
"Idol, go to a big city as soon as possible and become the leader! Don't live in seclusion every day so that none of us can find you!"
"Ding Ling, I want to marry you!"
…
Among the players, male players strongly suggested that Ding Ling start a sect and make money in reality.
Female gamers strongly advise Ding Ling to go on a blind date and fall in love, instead of being addicted to the game world and marrying paper people like NPCs as wives. Have you forgotten that there are better women in reality? !
"Shangshen is indeed as popular as ever."
Cao Mengde sat on the carriage and looked around, sighing in his heart, feeling a little sour and envious.
There are so many people, but no one is called Your Majesty!
They all shouted: Idol, Ding Ling, Prince, Sword God...
These titles, without exception, are all related to Ding Ling.
He, Cao Mengde, the majestic emperor of the Wei Empire, now stood beside Ding Ling, becoming a green leaf and a foil. Thinking about it, he felt a little uncomfortable.
In the past, in the court, he always kept his words and shined brightly.
Now, he seems to be as inconspicuous as dust falling in the dust.
And all this is just because there is Ding Ling beside him!
"yes."
Dian Wei and Xu Chu thought so.
In the past, they had a lot of fans when they went out. In the words of visitors from outside the world, they had a lot of fans.
But now that Ding Ling appeared, their light was instantly crushed into slag.
Compare with Ding Lingyi.
They are like fireflies under the moon!
"Ah! Ding Ling, idol!"
…
The screaming never stopped.
Although there are many extremely trendy words in it.
But Xu Chu, Cao Mengde and others seemed to be used to it.
You can understand it if you think about it.
There are no taboo topics in this game. You can talk about anything. Cao Mengde has long figured out that the aliens are from another world.
The only difference from other 'natives' in this world and the upper world is that the aliens seem to have two bodies, and they can be reborn in each world with the help of a special energy.
Yes.
For visitors from outside the world, Ding Ling was asked to go to reality to open a martial arts school, build a sect, marry a wife, go on a blind date, etc.
Cao Mengde, Xu Chu, and Dian Wei all understood it!
After more than seven years of in-depth contact with visitors from outside the world, Cao Mengde paid great attention to this group in the early stages. After digging a little deeper, he dug out all kinds of secret information.
Ranwen
And with the help of outsiders, many so-called high technologies were developed.
Cao Mengde was quite confident in these high technologies before.
But this contact with Ding Ling made his heart freeze, and he realized that these high technologies were just scum and useless in front of Ding Ling.
"It seems we still have to practice martial arts and ascend!"
The so-called high technology looks good and is quite powerful.
Especially the power of nuclear bombs described by aliens is extremely inhuman.
But high technology is studied to the extreme.
Can you live forever?
There are no immortals in the real world as mentioned by the aliens. How many years has the world of the Wei Empire developed high technology? Just want to live forever with high technology?
And high technology is still an external force!
Unlike martial arts, it is truly your own power!
The contact between Cao Mengde and Ding Ling strengthened his original thoughts: 'Work hard to practice martial arts! Climb to the highest level of martial arts and live forever! '
When the emperor of every world reaches the end, he will want to live forever.
Cao Mengde is naturally no exception.
And unlike Qin Shihuang and other emperors, he really saw the hope of immortality!
…
Enter the imperial city.
More and more people saluted Cao Mengde.
Only then did Cao Mengde feel a little better. In the eyes of those outsiders, he, Cao Mengde, seemed to have become a transparent person. He had been extremely enthusiastic towards him over the years, but when Ding Ling came, he ignored him!
What a bunch of snobs!
Cao Mengde was secretly scornful when he saw a heroic young man in front of him striding towards him. His eyes could not help but light up, he pointed at the young man and introduced:
"God, that is my eldest son Cao Ang and Cao Zixiu!"
"Cao Ang."
Ding Ling's eyes were like a torch, and he could see through Cao Ang with just one glance.
He is a first-rate general.
A man with a strong body, a determined will, and extremely talented people.
"good."
Ding Ling nodded.
According to the original plot trend, Cao Ang would die in the war caused by Zhang Xiu's rebellion.
But the plot of the Three Kingdoms has long since collapsed.
Dian Wei is not dead.
Naturally, Cao Ang was not dead either.
As the emperor's son, not only did he not die, but because he had no shortage of resources, famous teachers, and talents, his cultivation progress was soaring. He was already a first-class general at a young age. It would not be a problem to become a super first-class general in the future.
"Greetings to my father, my lord!"
Cao Ang walked closer and saluted Cao Mengde and Ding Ling.
Cao Mengde smiled and said:
"Zixiu. God praised you just now."
Speaking of this, Cao Mengde suddenly changed the topic and said quickly:
"Zixiu, what are you doing in a daze? Why don't you quickly kneel down and become your disciple?"
Cao Ang's eyes shone brightly, he knelt down on the ground without hesitation, and banged his head three times towards Ding Ling:
"Cao Ang pays homage to the master. The master is here. Please accept three bows from the disciples!"
Finished kowtow.
When Ding Ling started to speak, it was too late to stop him.
"..."
Ding Ling was speechless.
Cao Mengde laughed loudly:
"Okay, okay. Now my son has to worship a good teacher, so it's clear. God, my son is stable, down-to-earth, diligent, and generous in cultivation, and many people say he has good martial arts qualifications. I want to trouble you to accept him. Just take a slave."
Cao Ang looked at Ding Ling expectantly, obviously agreeing with Cao Mengde's statement.
