Interactive Fiction: The Right Choice After Unemployment

Chapter 290 Master Fairy Fox
Option one 50%, option two 50%.

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【Option [-]】

【Take sedatives】

Explanation: The spirit has recovered and stabilized, but the physical fitness is only slightly stronger than ordinary people
【Option [-]】

[Do not take sedatives]

Explanation: Mentally unstable, but has a physical quality much beyond ordinary people

……

The coyote saw that Zheng Zhuo had caught the small bottle of pills.Under the moonlight, he nodded to himself, and then...

Then opened the bottle cap.

"Eh?"

In the astonishment of the coyote, he saw Zheng Zhuo pour the medicine into his mouth.

He is actually eating now!Moreover, taking a dose that definitely exceeds a single dose!
Part of the medicine was swallowed by him.More medicine slipped out of the bottle mouth, fell from high altitude, and fell to the ground.

"Hey, hey..."

He's crazy?Still not crazy?

The coyote just couldn't figure it out.He saw Zheng Zhuo throw away the medicine bottle.

The medicine bottle also drew a white trail in the air, and fell to the ground with a "click".

Zheng Zhuo jumped up for the last time.

He got out of the small window.

Broken mirrors litter the courtyard lawn.The coyote saw Zheng Zhuo's figure reflected on it.

He was standing on the top floor of a nursing facility.The wind blew up his hospital gown.He opened his hands as if embracing the wind...

then.

Went to the top of the building.

Coyote heard footsteps, legs over the railing.

Followed by.

Da-da-da-da.

He heard the sound of machine guns.It sounded from the direction of the sentry tower.a lot of.

"It's over, it's over...!"

Coyote closed his eyes and covered his ears.

however.

There are no other voices.

He didn't hear the sound of people being hit by bullets, nor did he hear the sound of people falling to the ground.

The alarm persists.

Zheng Zhuo disappeared.

……

Time flies, and the sea has changed.

I don't know how many times the sun has risen from the east to the west, and I don't know how many times the spring and autumn have experienced.The flowers on Qingyun Mountain bloom and wither, and the trees on Qingyun Mountain wither and turn green.

Pavilions, terraces and pavilions were refurbished and rebuilt, monks came and went.

On Qingyun Mountain, the Elder Hall.

Zhou Dong, who has become the head of the Qingyun Sect, sighed as he looked at the faintly visible long steps to the sky outside the window, and the faintly visible streamer of magical artifacts in the clouds.

"It's been so long."

The "Concentration Jue" he practiced has the effect of calming the mind and calming the waves.Since the completion of the "Concentration Jue" and his cultivation has entered the [Mahayana stage], he has not felt the feeling of "melancholy" for decades.

But this morning, for some reason, I suddenly felt sad.

Zhou Dong looked up.

In the cloud-shrouded distance, on the highest platform of Qingyun Mountain, there is the ruins of the old square.

It has been too long, too long since the immortal fox sword spirit and the old master's battle in the Grand Tournament, so long that the books recording that immortal battle have long since turned yellow.It has been so long that even for some young elders today, it is just a legend that has only been heard in memory.

It is said that in the lower realm of the fairy spirit titled "The Jue of Concentration", there were three kinds of clones, human, fox, and sword, walking around the world.He entered Qing Yunzong's office and started a war with the head of the world.It is said that the battle shook the world, wept ghosts and gods, and the waves of sword intent broke through the clouds, traversed thousands of miles, opened up the world, but did not hurt a single hair of the tens of thousands of Qingyun disciples in front of them.

After this battle, the Immortal Spirit felt satisfied, and determined that the three predestined relationships of heaven, earth, and human beings had come, leaving behind dozens of disciples who had learned the "Concentration Art" by chance, and returned to immortality.

After that battle, the head of the sect who had been in retreat for several years retreated again, for a total of 49 days.When he leaves the customs again, he must have heavy black hair, sound, appearance and body shape, and return to youth.

"I have three things to explain."

The head summoned all the elders and said.

"First, from now on, I, Qingyun Sect and branch sects, will revise and revise the "Concentrating Mind Jue" as much as possible."

"Secondly, you must keep in mind: The author of "Concentration of the Spirit" is not a fairy, let alone me. The author is a former female disciple of Qingyun Sect, named Chen Qing."

"third……"

"The Great Elder will succeed Qingyun Sect as the head."

The old head left the last sentence and sat cross-legged in meditation.The haze suddenly floated in, and the golden light shrouded the mountain peak.From time to time, the haze and golden light dissipated, and everyone was shocked to see that the master had already sat on the ground and became a fairy.

This matter is the most important event in Zhou Dong's long life.At that time, no one in the land of China knew about this matter, and no one knew about it.

But now, only Zhou Dong and a few people still remember the details.

Only they have cultivated to this point.Cultivated to the [Mahayana period], live the same life as the heaven and the earth, and walk to this day.

Zhou Dong thought of those contemporaries who entered with him.

"Lin Lin, Qi Biao, Luo Deshui, Wang Luo, Sun Duo..."

When he joined Xiyun Sect back then, there were still disputes.Thinking about it now, it's really naive.

There are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky.The road to practice is long and difficult.There are all kinds of opportunities in front of you, so why fight for those one or two paths.

This matter, Luo Deshui was the first to look away.

He is also among the crowd, the first person to cultivate to the Mahayana realm.Whether in terms of understanding of the "Concentration Art", or in terms of cultivation skills, Luo Deshui is the number one.

However, he has no interest in being in charge.

"My heart has only one way, and there is no other power for external use."

100 years ago, Luo Deshui declined the invitation of his predecessor to succeed to the throne, left Qing Yunzong, traveled all over the world, and disappeared after that.

Lin Lin was the next to arrive at Mahayana.

He has the secret treasure [Lingtian Wenyu], and he can practice at a rapid speed.However, after entering the [God Transformation Realm], he, who has always been most concerned about identity, status, ability, and opportunity, passed on [Lingtian Wenyu] to his eldest disciple.

"My heart is unstable, and it will be difficult to make progress in the future."

His xinxing has improved much compared to when he was young.However, he still doesn't seem satisfied.

"A dike of a thousand miles collapses in an ant's nest. A century-old tree is destroyed by insects."

He resigned from the position of elder, changed his residence, traveled and retreated all day long, and finally, when he reached the Mahayana state, he also left Qingyunzong.

In the early morning of that day, he said goodbye to Zhou Dong at the foot of the long steps in tattered clothes.After many years, Zhou Dong still clearly remembers that he saw blood on his shoes.

He didn't ride the clouds and fog, but walked down the mountain with his feet.

"After leaving this time, I want to experience life, old age, sickness and death as a mortal, love and hate parting." Lin Lin said to Zhou Dong, "Let's say goodbye here."

"Why did you just say goodbye to me?"

Zhou Dong asked him.

"Because you will be the next head of Qingyun Sect."

Lin Lin said to him.

After watching Lin Lin leave and disappearing at the end of the path, many years have passed.

Lin Lin's prediction came true.

……

Thoughts drove Zhou Dong.He came out of the window, flew past the three stone sculptures commemorating the old master, Chen Qing and Master Xianhu, and flew towards the old site of the ancient square.

Haven't been here for a long time.

Stepping into the fresh morning mist, Zhou Dong felt nostalgic.He landed nearby, up the path...

then.

He saw a man in a plain robe fell to the ground in the early morning mist.

Zhou Dong stood where he was, shocked beyond measure.

For the first time in decades.

The man's hair turned from white to black.But it was still impossible for him not to recognize it.

That is……

That is Lord Fairy Fox!

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