My Taoist buddy has practiced surrogacy

Chapter 1223 Why bother
He used his wisdom to help Ling Xue develop tactics to fight against the increasingly powerful zombie hordes and mutant creatures. Not only did they need to face external enemies, but they also had to resolve internal contradictions and conflicts to ensure the safety and stability of the base. In the process, the relationship between the two also underwent subtle changes.

This unexpected success gave Zhou Xing and Ling Xue hope. They began to prepare for each live broadcast more carefully, not only improving the quality of their equipment, but also learning some basic marketing skills. Slowly, the popularity of the live broadcast room increased, and the number of orders began to grow steadily. The two young people showed a long-lost smile on their faces. They knew that this was just the beginning and there was still a long way to go in the future, but they were confident that they could go further.

Zhou Xing, as the chief disciple of Haoqing Sect, has always been the leader among his peers with his outstanding martial arts and profound inner strength. His name, like the first ray of sunshine in the morning light, illuminates the hopes of countless practitioners. However, even such a dazzling existence will inevitably encounter unknown challenges.

During a routine outdoor training, Zhou Xing stepped into a dense forest that he had never been to before. The forest was filled with mist, ancient trees were towering, and the chirping of birds and insects formed a natural symphony. He thought it was just a simple trial, but unexpectedly, in a seemingly ordinary valley, the sky and the earth suddenly changed color, and a strong dizziness hit him, causing him to lose consciousness.

When he woke up, Zhou Xing found himself in a bizarre world. The sky was divided by strange colors, plants of various shapes grew on the ground, and the air was filled with an indescribable strange smell. He felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, but more of it was curiosity and desire for the unknown world.

Soon, a group of strange creatures appeared in his sight. They had human faces, but animal ears and tails, and their eyes flashed with a light that did not belong to the human world. These creatures surrounded him and whispered in a language he could not understand. Although Zhou Xing was full of doubts, he did not show fear. Instead, he straightened his back and prepared to meet all the challenges brought by this new world.

Zhou Xing's eyes wandered among those strange creatures, trying to find clues from their behavior. Just then, a breeze blew, bringing a faint floral scent, followed by a figure, light and mysterious. It was a woman, her face was as delicate as a sculpture, her skin was as pale as snow, her long hair fluttered in the wind, and her eyes flashed with a cold and deep light. She was wearing a black long skirt, and the hem of the skirt swayed gently with her steps, like a ghost in the dark night.

The woman's name was Ling Xue. She was the Nightmare Lord of this world, possessing terrifying power and supreme status. Her voice was like ice in winter, cold and clear: "Who are you? Why are you in my territory?"

Zhou Xing took a deep breath and calmed himself. He knew that in this strange world, any careless action could lead to fatal consequences. He replied in a polite tone: "I am Zhou Xing, from another world. I don't know how I got here. I apologize if I disturbed you."

Ling Xue looked at Zhou Xing, as if assessing his value and potential. After a moment, she said coldly: "Since you have come to my world, you must be prepared to face everything. Come with me, I want to see if you are qualified to stay in this world."

Zhou Xing had no choice but to follow Ling Xue's footsteps and step into this new world full of unknowns and dangers. Although he was full of vigilance, he also felt a little bit of excitement that he could not suppress. After all, as a warrior, facing unknown challenges was exactly what he pursued. Little did he know that this encounter would completely change his fate.

Following Ling Xue's lead, Zhou Xing passed through a dark forest and finally came to an ancient and magnificent castle. The walls of the castle were covered with ivy, which looked vicissitudes and mysterious. They passed through intricate corridors, and every step was accompanied by the echo of history. Finally, Ling Xue brought Zhou Xing to a spacious room. In the center of the room was an ancient mirror, and the mirror surface was glowing with a faint blue light.

"This is a mirror of the soul. It can reflect a person's inner truth." Ling Xue's voice echoed in the empty room. "If you want to survive here, you must learn to control your heart."

Zhou Xing stared at the mirror. He could feel a strange power emanating from it, as if it could touch the depths of his soul. He closed his eyes and began to try to feel his heart according to Ling Xue's instructions. At first, his thoughts were like clouds and smoke blown away by the wind, elusive. But as time went on, he gradually felt an unprecedented calmness and concentration.

At this moment, a powerful force emerged from his Dantian and flowed through his body along the meridians. Zhou Xing opened his eyes and saw a brand new self reflected in the mirror of his mind - his eyes were shining with determination, and a faint light surrounded his body. He felt that his perception had become unusually sharp, and every breath seemed to be synchronized with the rhythm of the world.

Seeing this, Ling Xue raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she was surprised by Zhou Xing's change. She said calmly: "It seems that you are not an ordinary person. In this case, I will teach you some rules and powers of this world. But remember, power always comes with responsibility."

Zhou Xing knew that this was a rare opportunity, so he nodded respectfully, expressing his willingness to accept Ling Xue's guidance. From this moment on, he was no longer a simple outsider, but an apprentice who was about to embark on the road to becoming a strong man in this world. And all this was just the beginning of his journey of destiny.

Under Ling Xue's guidance, Zhou Xing began to learn and adapt to this new world. He learned how to use the magic of this world and how to use the new power in battle. However, as his power grew, Zhou Xing's heart began to fluctuate. He began to miss his hometown, the familiar faces and warm memories. Whenever night fell, loneliness and confusion would surge into his heart like a tide.

After a late night training session, Zhou Xing sat alone on the roof of the castle, looking at the sky of another world. The stars were shining, but they could not illuminate the fog in his heart. A voice emerged in his heart: "Do I really belong here? Should I give up everything and return to my original world?" This question pierced his heart like a sharp sword.

At this moment, Ling Xue quietly appeared beside him, with a barely perceptible concern in her eyes. "What are you hesitating about?" she asked softly.

Zhou Xing turned to look at Ling Xue, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes: "I don't know if I am really suitable for life here. I began to doubt whether my choice was correct."

Ling Xue was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Everyone has a piece of land in their heart, no matter where you are. Your hesitation is not because this place is not suitable for you, but because you are afraid of losing yourself. A true warrior is not one who does not feel confused, but one who can find his own way in confusion."

Zhou Xing was deeply touched by Ling Xue's words. He realized that escaping was not the solution to the problem. He needed to face his heart bravely and find his own answer. So he took a deep breath, stood up, and said to Ling Xue firmly: "Thank you, Ling Xue. I know that no matter how difficult the road ahead is, I will go on." From that moment on, Zhou Xing's heart became stronger and clearer. He knew that his journey was far from over, but he was ready for the next challenge. And this night will become an important turning point in his growth.

As time goes by, Zhou Xing's cultivation in the other world becomes deeper and deeper, and his power is growing. However, as his power increases, his existence in this world begins to attract the attention and fear of other forces. A struggle for power and status is quietly brewing.

One evening, when Zhou Xing was practicing alone in the training ground, a messenger hurried over with a letter of challenge. It was a challenge from another powerful Nightmare leader, Black Flame. The letter was full of provocation and disdain: "Zhou Xing, you, an outsider, have been arrogant in our world for too long. Now is the time to prove your strength. I will wait for you in Black Flame Valley in three days."

Zhou Xing took the challenge letter, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes. He knew that this battle was inevitable, and only through this battle could he truly prove his position and value in this world. He put away the challenge letter and turned to walk towards the palace where Ling Xue was.

After seeing Ling Xue, Zhou Xing did not hide anything and directly handed her the challenge letter. Ling Xue took the letter, her eyes as sharp as an ice blade: "Are you ready?"

Zhou Xing nodded: "I'm ready. No matter what the result is, I won't have any regrets."

Ling Xue looked at Zhou Xing's determined eyes and finally smiled: "Go ahead, use your sword to prove your path. But remember, don't be blinded by anger and revenge."

In the following days, Zhou Xing practiced in seclusion, adjusted his state, and prepared for the upcoming battle. He knew in his heart that this was not just a simple duel, but also a test of his will and strength. He kept repeating in his heart: "Whether you win or lose, you must keep your original intention."

The night before the decisive battle, Zhou Xing stood in front of the window, looking at the twinkling stars in the night sky, his heart full of expectation and peace. He was ready to face the challenge, just waiting for the dawn. In the Black Flame Valley not far away, Black Flame was also waiting for the battle to come, and the contest between the two was about to begin.

The first ray of sunlight at dawn penetrated the mist and shone on the ancient land of Black Flame Valley. Zhou Xing, wearing a green robe and holding a long sword, walked firmly towards the promised land. There was no fear in his eyes, only infinite expectations for the future and firm belief in victory.

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Hei Yan had been waiting in the valley for a long time. His figure looked particularly tall and gloomy under the morning sun. His eyes were as hot as fire, staring at Zhou Xing, with a contemptuous smile on his lips: "Are you ready, outsider?"

Zhou Xing smiled slightly and responded, "I've always been prepared." After that, he gently swung the sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword pointing to the sky, as if announcing his arrival to the whole world.

The battle broke out immediately, and the two intertwined like two whirlwinds, and the sword light and magic light collided in the air to create dazzling sparks. Zhou Xing relied on the power he learned in the other world and the newly awakened ability to start a fierce duel with Hei Yan. Each of his attacks was full of power and determination, and each move condensed his understanding of this world and his own will.

Just as the battle entered a white-hot stage, Zhou Xing suddenly felt a wonderful resonance. An unprecedented connection between his mind and the elements of this world was formed. He closed his eyes, felt this connection with his whole body and mind, and then channeled this power into his swordsmanship. When he opened his eyes again, his swordsmanship had undergone earth-shaking changes.

As the sword was swung out, the air seemed to condense into substance, and a huge sword energy cut through the space and went straight to Hei Yan. Hei Yan was caught off guard and was forced to take a few steps back, with an expression of disbelief on his face. Zhou Xing took advantage of the situation and launched several waves of fierce attacks in succession, eventually forcing Hei Yan into a desperate situation.

When the final blow was about to fall, Zhou Xing stopped and pointed the tip of the sword at Hei Yan's throat. His eyes were calm and firm: "Admit defeat, this is not your true strength." Hei Yan gritted his teeth and looked at Zhou Xing for a moment, then finally lowered his head: "I lost."

As the popularity of the live broadcast room gradually increased, Zhou Xing and Ling Xue also faced challenges. The first was the logistics problem. Standing on the bustling street, Zhou Xing, who had just arrived, felt both excited and confused. He knew that in order to gain a foothold in this land, he must have enough wisdom and courage.

Zhou Xing started his hard work. At first, he worked as an apprentice in a small workshop, working from morning till night every day, learning to make various handicrafts. His fingers were cut by sharp tools, but he never complained because he knew that this was the only way to success. Zhou Xing's diligence and intelligence were soon recognized by his master, and soon he began to try to design products himself.

As time went by, Zhou Xing gradually accumulated a certain amount of wealth and connections. He had a unique vision and could always find the needs and business opportunities in the market. By chance, he discovered a rare spice that was very popular at the time, but due to its scarce production, it was expensive. Zhou Xing decided to take a risk and bought a batch of spices with all his savings, and then went to the Western Regions in person to find more sources of goods.

The journey was full of unknowns and dangers, but Zhou Xing relied on his tenacious will and witty strategies to successfully open up a new trade route. When he returned to the capital with a caravan full of spices, his reputation also rose. This adventure not only brought him huge profits, but also earned him the title of "Imperial Merchant".