Pindao's Immortal Cultivation Game Comes True

Chapter 13 Humanity Merits!

Is it.
Xuan Qing's heart skipped a beat.

He gently touched this inexplicable energy with his fingers.

In an instant.

The magic power in the dantian surged, producing a strong suction force, absorbing this inexplicable energy into the mind.

It was at this time that Xuan Qingming realized.

Merit!

This energy is the virtue of humanity.

In the records of Taoism, those who have a lot of human merits will not be free from natural disasters and man-made disasters, and will not sink into hell. If they practice, they can even avoid catastrophe and heart demons.

"Could it be possible to gain humanitarian merits by saving people?"

"In that case, it's better to go to the world of Journey to the West. There are many people who don't have enough to eat and are persecuted by the demon clan. If they are rescued, wouldn't they be able to gain a lot of humanitarian merit?"

"No matter how bad it is, in real life, going to Heizhou to save those non-uncles can also earn a lot of merit!"

Xuan Qing secretly thought in his heart.

but.

Things should not be so simple.

With his current cultivation base, he would definitely not be able to hold the bullet. Foreign countries are not very peaceful, so he can't act rashly.

And it's hard to say about Journey to the West.

After all, those practitioners in Journey to the West are not fools.

If it is true that saving the people of the human race casually can obtain such good things as human merits and virtues, those gods, immortals and even practitioners will definitely not let go of such a good opportunity.

What the result is, you can only go to the Westward Journey and try it to know.

suddenly.

Knock~knock
There was a knock on the door.

Xuan Qing smiled slightly, held an umbrella and walked to the yard to open the door. Without thinking about it, she knew that it must be the trainee reporter Yang Ying who turned back.

Creak~ Open the courtyard door.

really.

Then I saw Yang Ying, who was covered in dirt, standing timidly at the door, and behind her, there was a cameraman with a smirk on his face.

"Daoist, I just now." Yang Ying's eyes were red, and she was about to say something.

Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Qing interrupted him.

"Miss Yang Ying, you don't need to say too much, I understand!" Xuan Qing waved his hand and said calmly.

"Thank you so much, Daoist!" Yang Ying bowed slightly, looked at the other party with complicated eyes, and wanted to say something more, but she opened her mouth but said nothing.

Qingping Temple is not big.

Although there are a few spare rooms, they are full of dust and have not been cleaned up yet.

and so.

Xuan Qing didn't let the two stay overnight, and let the two go down the mountain after the drenched little girl dried her clothes.

Wait until the two leave.

He couldn't wait, he wanted to enter the game world to recharge his merits and try to see how many ingots he could get.

Take out your phone.

According to the time ratio between the two, half a day has passed in the real world, and six or seven days in the game.

Mind a move.

"enter the game!"

game world.

In a cave on the edge of the Black Wind Mountain Range.

Xuan Qing opened his eyes.

Although the character has been in a coma for five or six days, but because he has mana in his body and is already in the middle stage of introducing qi into the body, he doesn't feel hungry.

"Recharge ingots!"

[Di~ You can currently recharge and exchange 60 ingots, do you want to exchange all ingots? 】

"Redeem all!"

【Yuanbao+60】

Listening to the notification that the ingot has arrived, Xuan Qing was thoughtful.

In this game of cultivating immortals, each ingot can hang up for one day, and sixty ingots can hang up for two months.

"Open the character panel!"

【Name】: Xuan Qing
[Rank]: Selected Jinshi from Taiji Palace, the right judge of the Wulei Academy and the same as the secretary of the Thunder City (from the ninth grade)
[Cultivation base]: Introducing Qi into the body (middle term)
[Cultivation method]: Basic breathing (passive)
[Yuanbao]: 60
"Sixty days in the game world may seem like a lot, but if you stay in the real world all the time, it's only six days."

"I'd like to give it a try now. In Journey to the West, find some dying people and save them, and see if I can gain merit."

Xuan Qing thought so in his heart.

Subsequently.

He stood up, left Heifeng Mountain, and walked towards the small town below the mountain.

Come to town.

The bustling streets are quite lively.

But behind this excitement, there are also countless tragic events hidden.

In this era, even in the Tang Empire, there are still people suffering from hunger and cold, not to mention the border where the two countries meet.

Ask a little.

Xuanqing found a suburban slum outside the town.

The dilapidated and rotten gates and the cracked earthen walls made these houses in the slums have no function of keeping out the cold at all.

When winter comes, I don't know how many people can survive.

Find the most dilapidated house.

Knock~knock
Knock on the door!

"Is there anyone, the poor come to ask for a bowl of water!"

No one responded.

"Hey, there are obviously people inside, why no one opened the door?" Xuan Qing felt a little strange.

After the soul practiced, the sense of breath would increase, and he clearly sensed that there should be someone in the room.

After a while.

Just when Xuanqing was about to leave, the door was pushed open.

creak~
What came into view was a tattered and short child, because he was too thin to tell whether it was a boy or a girl from his appearance.

It can only be perceived from the breath that this is a little girl.

"Brother, are you thirsty?" The thin girl tilted her head and asked softly.

"The poor way went down the mountain to practice, and I passed by here, I want to come to ask for a bowl of water!" Xuan Qing cupped his hands slightly.

"Oh, brother, come in!"

The girl greeted Xuan Qing, the guest, with an innocent smile.

Enter the room!

Xuan Qing looked around, the room was estimated to be only twenty square meters, but it looked very empty, because there was nothing else except a mat at the foot of the wall and a cold platform.

It is worth mentioning that.

On the mat, a hunched figure was lying on it with his eyes closed. Even though there was one more person in the room, he didn't even respond.

From his free breath, it is not difficult to see that the other party's life is about to come to an end, and he will not live long.

"Brother, here, drink it quickly, it will be gone in a while!" The girl carefully protected the bowl and blocked the hole at the bottom.

"Thank you!"

Xuan Qing drank it all in one gulp.

The taste of the water is not very good, it has a sour taste, thanks to him being a practitioner, otherwise he will definitely spoil his stomach.

"Who is this?" Xuan Qing looked at the motionless figure curled up on the mat.

"This is my grandma, she is too sleepy, she has been asleep for a long time!" The girl stuck out her tongue and said a little embarrassedly.

Xuan Qing sighed in his heart, and said quietly: "The poor Taoist has received your favor with a bowl of water, and now I will give it back to you!"

For Taoists, everything has its own destiny track, and only when it has a fate connection with itself, will it take care of it.

This is also the reason why Xuanqing asked for a bowl of water to drink before planning to earn merit.

"What is brother talking about, I can't understand!" The girl tilted her head and said in puzzlement.

Xuan Qing smiled and shook his head, but did not explain.

He came to the side of the mat, lifted the quilt, and put his right hand on the old woman's wrist.

Dry, with a little bit of hand, not even a living wrist.

buzz~
Xuanqing mobilized the mana in his dantian, first suspended the old woman's life, and sorted out the damaged tendons by the way!

The girl on the side seemed to understand something, her eyes were shining with starlight, and she looked at the big brother in front of her with great anticipation.

(End of this chapter)