Chapter 356

This fierce civil war between the two human powerhouses really obliterated the Great Dao.

Anyway, Lin Li's sound path suffered unprecedented obliteration.

—Holding back laughter is too hard.

Your mother.

Were these two powerhouses in this mental state a hundred years ago too?

Is this really normal?

They didn't have internal strife and fight each other first back then, and even killed and suppressed all those Demon Clan powerhouses.

Then Lin Li thinks... the Demon Clan is very small fry.

To be honest, Lin Li thought this sword cultivator was the cold type at first. Why does he look a bit like that dog-day A Liang now? This face really followed the wrong person.

But Lin Li thought about it and felt it might be because they had been lonely for a hundred years.

After all, the long years are a knife that makes people fart.

Friends who have experienced being restless and lonely for a hundred years after death know that this is not something ordinary people can endure.

Friends who haven't experienced it can loop "That day's loneliness, loneliness rises~," same effect. Don't talk about a hundred years, even being able to endure one day is very impressive.

This peak battle worthy of being recorded in history finally came to an end.

Although Deng Wen admitted defeat, his mouth was still hard. He chose to take the initiative to throw the phone and the borrowed hand back to the Shanqing Daoist, stood with his hands behind his back, and said faintly:

"We sword cultivators are open and honest all our lives, how could we do such an act of occupation? Just return it to you."

The Shanqing Daoist stroked his beard and smiled with satisfaction, but then gave Deng Wen a way out, unlocked the screen password, and threw the phone back:

"Just kidding, what's our relationship? When we died, you were in me and I was in you, right?

Even the corpses can't be distinguished, why distinguish the phone so clearly? Use it as you please, use it as you please~"

But Deng Wen didn't take the phone immediately, letting it float in the air, and his figure disappeared from the vision of Lin Li and the Shanqing Daoist in the next moment, nowhere to be found.

"Skin so thin at such an old age?" The Shanqing Daoist said in surprise.

However, soon, Deng Wen's figure appeared in front of the two again.

But unlike just now, he was surrounded by dozens of floating "Qingxiao Flowers"—the flowers Lin Li had seen on the edge of this inverted mountain before, which would have sharp sword energy leaking out when approached.

Back then, the Shanqing Daoist said that if he picked them, it would destroy the sword intent on them, so he didn't pick them for Lin Li.

"Lin Li, put these into your storage ring. I have already suppressed their sword intent, they won't cause harm to you or your things."

"This is the way to unlock the suppression."

"This flower can temper your sword intent and thunder body. Although your cultivation base is insufficient, you will always have use for it in the future. This leaf can be used as a one-time attack magic treasure. With your current strength, combined with the sword art I taught you, you can activate seven or eight points of it.

But the power is also amazing. If your world has no cultivators, this thing can be considered a killing weapon."

Deng Wen waved his arm, and following the introduction, the "Qingxiao Flowers" automatically disintegrated and were organized into "flowers" and "leaves," floating toward Lin Li.

After getting close, they were indeed as ordinary as ordinary flowers and leaves, and touching them only felt cold, no longer having the sword sound and sword intent from the first meeting.

"Thank you, Senior."

Lin Li didn't want to refuse the gift of an elder. When Lin Li was a child, his right hand would open his pocket to let them put it in directly when his left hand refused the red envelope from an elder, so Lin Li put them all into his "Universe Ring" and thanked him.

"No need," Deng Wen waved his hand, "This is just a small, insignificant return gift I can make for your willingness to bring me a phone and computer."

"Next, if you are interested, I can teach you everything I have learned in my life, which can be considered finding an heir, so that my self-created sword art won't be cut off here."

Lin Li suddenly realized.

Deng Wen still wanted to progress too much.

At this moment, his eyes were full of longing for having a phone of his own. This move of specifically giving him "Qingxiao Flowers" was a 'reminder' for fear that he would forget.

Lin Li saw his own shadow in Deng Wen.

—When he was a child and didn't have a phone, wasn't he like this too? Time flies really fast.

Deng Wen: "(；o_o)?"

Password, is it an illusion?

Why did he read "kindness," "reminiscence," and "care" in Lin Li's eyes?

Is this the look a Qi Refining cultivator should have toward him, a Tribulation Crossing sword immortal?

Although he was already dead, as the saying goes, the bones of a thin dead camel are bigger than a silver-maned fire-treading dragon horse.

It's probably all because of that shameless old guy Shanqing.

"Still have to thank you, Senior Deng. Whether it's bestowing treasures or willing to pass on the sword path, the benefits to me are too many. This kindness should be engraved in my heart."

A strong person being polite doesn't mean he, a weak person, can really be impolite, so Lin Li expressed his gratitude again.

"He just wants a phone," the Shanqing Daoist first tore down the stage, but then nodded to Lin Li: "However, I have to admit, just in terms of killing, sword cultivators are worthy of being number one in the same realm. Even I have to avoid their edge when facing our peak Sword Immortal Above the Clouds."

"Lin Li, you have a 'Basic Sword Art,' right? Show it to Deng Wen and let him help you supplement the subsequent content. You can rest assured and boldly use your 'Formless Sword' according to his learning in the future."

Lin Li looked at Deng Wen upon hearing this, his eyes carrying inquiry, and Deng Wen immediately smiled gently and nodded.

After taking the "Basic Sword Art," sure enough, it didn't take long before Deng Wen, like the Shanqing Daoist once did, made an exclamation about the wonder of the cultivation technique.

Then he immersed himself in it and started to add content beyond the "basic."

Deng Wen perfected the sword art, the Shanqing Daoist continued to play games, and Lin Li also sat cross-legged beside the Shanqing Daoist—the three of them all had their own things to do for a while, and the scene quieted down.

Although this fire task requires his participation, he can't leave the Shanqing Daoist for the time being, but this doesn't mean he can't practice. It's nothing more than changing from using one mind for two things to using one mind for three things.

One hand controls the "Spirit Gathering Array," one hand holds the flamethrower, and the body normally absorbs spiritual energy.

And at this moment, Lin Li's pupils shrank—he felt the terrifying benefits brought by the "Great Fortune Pill."

It had been less than five days since he last came to the cultivation world to absorb spiritual energy. In these five days, in the "Physique" column on the system panel, the spiritual energy absorption speed had only gone from 800% to 950%.

Theoretically, without considering the "Great Fortune Pill," counting his growth over these five days, it's normal for the absorption speed to be 20% faster than last time.

But in fact, this time the absorption speed was more than ten times faster than last time, an increase of dozens of times! Instantly, he felt like a whale swallowing!

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth clearly turned into clouds and mist, rapidly gathering toward Lin Li, like the changes in wind and clouds recorded by time-lapse photography.

Before, with the gathering efficiency of the "Spirit Gathering Array," there was a large amount of spiritual energy overflowing, and Lin Li couldn't absorb it at all, but now, although the array range had expanded a little more than last time, the gathered spiritual energy wasn't enough for Lin Li to absorb.

Even the Shanqing Daoist couldn't help but be a bit surprised, feeling the change in Lin Li's spiritual energy absorption speed.

He took action to accelerate the flow of spiritual energy between heaven and earth to satisfy Lin Li's appetite, reaching the highest absorption rate while allowing the "Spirit Gathering Array" to additionally condense into spiritual liquid, and then made an exclamation of wonder:

"Strange, Lin Li, your spiritual energy absorption rate before was already considered gifted.

Logically speaking, the medicinal effect of the 'Fortune Pill' weakens with the growth of the body and Dao body itself, it shouldn't have such an exaggerated increase. An increase of a few times is normal, but how could it increase so much?"

Lin Li wasn't too surprised. After thinking for a short while, he felt he had figured out the logic:

The system's physique improvement should be isolated from the medicinal effect of the "Great Fortune Pill."

Physique improvement is like a buff, an independent increase and improvement.

How the foundation changes is the foundation's business, the buff is fixed to bring a 950% increase to the foundation.

The Great Fortune Pill should only target his most fundamental original bones—and if calculated from this angle, it should be considered poor or average, so there would be such an amazing effect after taking the "Fortune Pill."

The calculation method between it and the system's physique improvement isn't addition but multiplication.

After Lin Li figured it out, he only felt refreshed.

Edison said that genius is 1% inspiration plus 99% sweat.

But Lin Li doesn't think so now.

Sweat? Inspiration?

What does genius have to do with these two? Genius is simply composed of 50% "Heaven" and 50% "Talent"!

This genius of his doesn't need sweat or inspiration. Deep Blue, improve physique!

"The credit of the supernatural power." But just be arrogant in his heart. On the surface, Lin Li explained with a smile.

The Shanqing Daoist nodded, feeling it was reasonable.

Lin Li's supernatural power was just like this.

After more than half an hour, Deng Wen returned the sword art he had added content to to Lin Li.

Being able to let a cultivation powerhouse write for more than half an hour, the content naturally wasn't small. The paper pages could be piled up to half a person's height—and that was with the handwriting and illustrations on it being particularly small.

This really couldn't be called "Basic Sword Art" anymore, it was completely from entry to burial.

But this was definitely a cultivation treasure. If it were placed outside this forbidden area, it would definitely attract people to scramble for it.

Fortunately, it was written on the real paper Lin Li brought before, so he could take it back to read directly, without worrying about it dissipating immediately after taking it back, and having to save the 'file' here.

Therefore, Lin Li had no intention of reading it now, but seized the time to continue absorbing spiritual energy.

Time flies, years pass, the white horse passes the gap, time is like an arrow.

A few hours passed in a flash.

Lin Li was still swallowing spiritual energy.

Before, the Shanqing Daoist thought he had hope of reaching Qi Refining perfection within dozens of hours, but now the speed had increased by dozens of times. Theoretically, he should be at Qi Refining perfection now.

In fact, it was indeed so. The Shanqing Daoist said that the degree of aura he emitted had already reached Qi Refining perfection.

But Lin Li's own feeling was still the same as before. From beginning to end, he didn't feel any so-called promotion threshold, and his body was linearly absorbing spiritual energy, and his physical fitness was slowly increasing accordingly.

And he was still absorbing spiritual energy until just now, without any so-called upper limit.

This wasn't the situation that should happen normally.

Because Lin Li was under the system's shielding, to the Shanqing Daoist and Deng Wen, he was like fog, difficult to probe, so the two didn't know what was going on either.

However, Lin Li didn't have an anxious mentality. If he could absorb it, he would just keep absorbing it.

The method for Foundation Establishment had already been given to him by the Shanqing Daoist before. Now time was precious, but after returning to reality, he could try to study whether he could continue to Foundation Establishment.

"Click."

Deng Wen seemed to have finished watching the phone's battery, so he came over to plug in the charging cable. Then he didn't play while charging, but came to the side of the Shanqing Daoist and watched him play games.

The Shanqing Daoist was still playing "Dark Souls." Although he already had rich death experience and the awe that soul-like games should have, he still went to die from time to time.

Deng Wen found it interesting.

He didn't speak to annoy him, just clicked his tongue, laughed, or even whistled every time the Shanqing Daoist was beaten to death by a boss or a small monster.

—This was even more annoying than talking.

The gradually Uzi-fied Shanqing Daoist, when he died again and Deng Wen laughed, suddenly turned his head to stare at Deng Wen, laughter flowing from his teeth: "Daoist friend Deng, what does this mean?"

"Shanqing, you are a bit ridiculous when you fight these demons and die—I don't mean that you aren't ridiculous when you fight the Demon Venerable and die." Deng Wen shrugged and spoke his mind.

Deng Wen was indeed very confident now.

Knowing that the time flow between the two worlds was different, Deng Wen now knew that Lin Li would leave soon, and would be able to bring things back in about half an hour.

By then, he would have his own computer and phone, and would no longer need to be controlled by Shanqing.

The muffled loss he just suffered, now it was time to take revenge!

"Deng Wen! Do you think these are simple? Why don't you try it yourself? I guarantee you won't live for the time of a stick of incense." The Shanqing Daoist couldn't bear the insult, then pointed to the laptop and said angrily.

"Who are you looking down on." Deng Wen sneered with disdain upon hearing this.

How can a sword cultivator tolerate provocation from others?

"You come!"

The Shanqing Daoist immediately made the decision, moved closer to Lin Li's flamethrower port, gave up the position, and had expectations in his eyes.

Because he had been rained on, he loved watching stories after the rain.

He was already prepared for how to mock Deng Wen later.

Deng Wen sat down, snapped his fingers, and a stick of incense appeared beside the computer desk.

Subsequently, Deng Wen rubbed his hands, learned the posture of the Shanqing Daoist just now, and put his hands on the keyboard and mouse.

"I am, starting." Deng Wen took a deep breath.

The Shanqing Daoist stroked his beard and smiled: "I'm looking forward to it."

That stick of incense started to burn.

"..."

"..."

"Why don't you move?" The Shanqing Daoist looked at the game character that didn't move on the laptop, and Deng Wen, who was in control but didn't move, and after being stunned for a while, asked loudly.

"Why move?" Deng Wen looked back, looking surprised: "I just want him to survive. Isn't he alive now?"

The Shanqing Daoist: "(；o_o)?"

Your mother!

The Shanqing Daoist's expression was gloomy, then he flicked his finger, manipulated the character to walk forward, and forcibly provoked the monster's hatred.

Deng Wen raised an eyebrow, immediately set up a barrier to protect the computer, then according to the memory just now, remembered the Shanqing Daoist's operation movement method, and started... running away.

He ran quite smoothly, and after a few times, he shook off the hatred.

The Shanqing Daoist: "..."

The stick of incense burned out.

The character was still alive.

Deng Wen pressed ESC, stood up, glanced at the Shanqing Daoist with contempt, didn't speak, but shook his head, snorted through his nose, and gave up the position.

Everything is in the silence.

Lin Li, who was holding back laughter while watching his nose and heart, silently raised the height of the flamethrower in his hand, and then continued to absorb spiritual energy.

Thus, the Shanqing Daoist's head was on fire.

"Deng Wen!"

"Facing the enemy and choosing to run away blindly, is this still the sharp and peerless great sword immortal from back then? Deng Wen! Has your temperament actually fallen to this point in just a hundred years!"

"You shame of sword cultivators!"

"Senior Shanqing, we sword cultivators aren't fools," however, Deng Wen didn't have any anger upon hearing this, just smiled, "I've already suffered the loss of lacking experience. You let me come so neatly, it's obvious that this game operation is indeed difficult, how could I fall into your trap?"

"Since you can see that this game is difficult, then why do you laugh at me?" The Shanqing Daoist blew his beard and stared, his whole body on fire.

Deng Wen: "Because I am the shame of sword cultivators, I laugh at whoever I want to laugh at, just laugh at you."

The Shanqing Daoist first widened his eyes, wanting to attack, but suddenly fell silent, then laughed out loud, his expression also becoming a bit gentler, shook his head, and sighed with a smile to Deng Wen:

"Who could have thought that Deng Wen, the Sword Immortal Above the Clouds who was respected by thousands of people a hundred years ago, has become such a shameless person now?

If the posture just now was spread to the outside world, I'm afraid many sword cultivators and women who admire you would have their Dao hearts shattered—if these people are still alive."

Perhaps it was a remark that made Deng Wen also feel a bit nostalgic. He looked up at the gorgeous purple thunder flowing rapidly and gradually thickening in the sky, and also shook his head and sighed with a smile:

"It's been so many years since I died, why bother about these things? Life is like..."

Eh, wait.

Why is this purple thunder actually falling toward him?

It turns out the Shanqing Daoist wasn't reminiscing about the past with him, it was just a sneak attack by making a feint to the east and attacking in the west?

"You green-skinned old Daoist!"

The forbidden area shook, sword energy was sharp, and intertwined with thunder magic.

Lin Li couldn't help but look around, looking forward to the appearance of the third human powerhouse.

However, until the two finished, none appeared.

The two of them had a real cultivation-style fight this time, but it seemed they didn't reach a result, so they returned to Lin Li and the computer.

"You still use those moves back and forth."

"Aren't you the same."

"..."

"Grandpa, your relationship with Senior Deng is quite good." Looking at the Shanqing Daoist who returned to his flames, Lin Li smiled while distracted.

"With him? Where is it good." The Shanqing Daoist was slightly arrogant.

Lin Li didn't comment anymore upon hearing this, put away the "Spirit Gathering Array," and stood up with a smile.

—The time he could stay this time was almost up.

The gas cylinders he brought were almost sprayed out, but fortunately, the warming task was two-thirds done, and he would be able to complete it next time he came.

"There are many games in the computer that can be played by two people. Grandpa and Senior Deng, if you are interested, you can try playing them. As for new games, you two are almost at the same starting line."

While putting the sword art written by Deng Wen into the bag so he could take it away, Lin Li exhorted the two before leaving.

"Oh? One computer for two people to play?" The Shanqing Daoist raised an eyebrow, a bit interested: "What are their names? Just happened to play this game for more than ten hours in a row, a bit tired."

Lin Li took out paper and pen, and wrote down the names of these games and the directories on the computer or hard drive.

"For competitive ones, "Death vs. Naruto," "King of Fighters" series..."

"For cooperative ones, "Overcooked," "Human: Fall Flat," "It Takes Two"..."

Lin Li took out his phone, then was a bit disappointed.

No internet.

It shouldn't be disappointing that there's no internet in the cultivation world, but Lin Li had clearly set up a personal hotspot today, yet there was still no internet, so he was disappointed.

Lin Li looked up at the "Shanqing Daoist who was being burned by fire."

Why is there no internet.

In the absence of a local area network, and with only one machine, he could only recommend these.

"The latter can greatly promote the friendship between you, Grandpa, and Senior Deng, so I personally recommend... the former." Giving up the hotspot, Lin Li summarized to the two with his left brain refuting his right brain.

Subsequently, Lin Li smiled and waved goodbye: "Then Grandpa, Senior, I'll go first, see you later."

Letting Deng Wen also lean on his shoulder, Lin Li disappeared from his vision in the next moment.

"Indeed, it cannot be traced or probed. The lead left in the body disappeared directly."

Deng Wen looked at the empty front, because the Shanqing Daoist had told him in advance, so he wasn't too disappointed, just said.

"I told you, you don't believe the old Daoist yourself, Deng Wen, try the new game Lin Li recommended?"

The Shanqing Daoist was naturally not surprised by this, faced Deng Wen, pointed to the computer, and rubbed his hands.

"Okay, I've long wanted to compete with you in another way." Deng Wen had no objection, and was even very satisfied, "What to play, Lin Li recommended this "Death vs. Naruto," or "King of Fighters"?"

"We'll play the cooperative ones." The Shanqing Daoist shook his head, "Try this Human: Fall Flat, I guess the content is that we have to work together to save the defeated human race, just like back then—"

"Hm? Why? Didn't Lin Li recommend the competitive ones?" Deng Wen was a bit confused.

The Shanqing Daoist smiled.

Recalling the time Lin Li recommended "Dark Souls" to him.

Although he was in pain and happy playing it until now, in the final analysis, it was still pain.

But he, now, had already mastered the Lin Li user manual.

So—

The Shanqing Daoist confidently found the directory, opened the game, and said firmly: "You can't always believe Lin Li, but you can always not believe Lin Li."

Deng Wen: "(；o_o)?"

(End of chapter)