After practicing Qi for a hundred years, I became an NPC?

Chapter 53 Who do you say is an old woman?
When Xiao Hong came to the foot of Xuanjin Mountain, there were only a few people in the camp.

Without even looking at them, he randomly grabbed someone and asked, "Did they go in?"

In the end, the other party was stunned, and said in a very inconceivable tone: "Xiao Hong?"

Xiao Hong was stunned for a moment, and then looked at that person seriously, but it turned out that he was still an acquaintance.

"Li Hao?"

This person is Li Hao from Wandaozong, who went to Heiyan Village with Nalan Qingyue before, but was almost beaten to death.

At that time he was injured so badly that Xiao Hong thought he would not survive, but now he is alive and kicking again.

It seemed that he was still light-handed at the time.

Xiao Hong was feeling emotional when he heard Li Hao say in a very inconceivable tone: "Are you still alive?"

Xiao Hong: "?"

"Didn't you enter Heiyan Village to die without a burial? How did you come out alive?"

Xiao Hong: "..."

He also wanted to ask how you survived, but it was obvious that you were killed at that time.

It seems that the public's misunderstanding of Heiyan Village is still quite large.

Xiao Hong didn't want to explain, and didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, so he said directly: "Where is my master respecting them?!"

Li Hao curled his lips: "Why should I tell you?"

hard.

Fist hardened.

So if some people are beaten, the perpetrator really cannot be blamed, he just owes the beating.

Xiao Hong's eyes froze, and he was about to teach him how to behave, but Li Hao took a step back uncomfortably as if he had been burned by his gaze.

"They went in."

Li Hao was also annoyed after he finished speaking, he didn't know why he was bluffed by a small qi training, he felt that he lost face, and he didn't want to communicate too much, so he ran away.

He was going to find Nalan Qingyue and tell her that the damned Xiao Hong was here.

Xiao Hong didn't have time to clean up Li Hao yet, and when he heard that Song Qingju had entered the black mist, his face suddenly became very ugly.

He quickly walked to the foot of the mountain, observing the fog that was already as black as ink.

"Oops, this is already the third stage..."

There are three stages of this kind of fog. The first stage is when it first appeared, and it was not serious at that time. At most, people inside could not come out.

When the second type is the intermediate stage, as long as outsiders don't go deep into it, it is still possible to come out with their superb cultivation.

And this third type can almost be said to have in and out.

Even Nascent Soul masters can't do it.

Xiao Hong's heart sank. He originally thought that it would be best if he could be stopped, but if they came late, if they hadn't been stopped, and they had already entered, as long as they were in the second stage, they could still be saved.

He can use his own memory to go in and find people out, but now the memory of the third stage is also invalid, because the scenes inside are ever-changing.

Trouble.

Xuanjin Mountain is the first step in the world's changes, and it is also a big node for players. It is the final copy of version 1.0.

Players need to conquer Xuanjin Mountain, clean up the monsters inside, and wait until all the monsters inside are emptied, then they will find out that the ground veins are broken and the demons have lifted the seal.

The entire Xuanjin Mountain is left for players to explore, and what is happening now will be collectively referred to as the background story in the future.

Xiao Hong has no interest in this kind of plot killing, nor does he want to interfere with the necessary plot.

The problem is that his master has gone in with him now. If he doesn't care, Song Qingju will definitely become one of the background stories.

But the setting of the third stage is that no matter how strong a person enters, he will get lost, and he is naturally no exception.

When this main line appeared at that time, it was criticized by many players, because even if players entered it, they would get lost.

Unless the player buys a particularly expensive vision pendant in the system mall, this pendant can slightly dispel the black mist, so that the player is not affected by the black mist. This thing is also one of the necessities of the Xuanjinshan dungeon.

The reason why it was criticized was because this item was very expensive, so expensive that players gritted their teeth, but they had to buy it, because if they didn't buy it, they would definitely get lost in the black mist.

At that time, there was a very popular saying: He could go directly to grab it, but he wanted to give you a pendant.

Xiao Hong also scolded the price of this pendant in his previous life, but now he just wants to say:
If he is given another chance to choose, he is willing to pay three times the price to buy. If there are more quantities, he hopes to be unlimited.

Now that he has changed from a player to an NPC, the system store can't be opened, so he can't buy this pendant.

And without the pendant, he didn't dare to easily enter Xuanjin Mountain, which had reached the third level.

This kind of pendant can be given as a gift. It is not a big problem for him to find Li Qingmo who is a player to buy one, but now Li Qingmo has just come out of Xinshou Village...

He doesn't even know how to fly with a sword, so if he walks here with his legs, it might take his next life.

But if someone picks it up, it will take too much time to go back and forth. What Xiao Hong lacks most now is time.

Although the black mist is not aggressive, and there are no ghosts and ghosts in the mountain now, but sometimes the people who travel with them are scarier than ghosts and ghosts.

What's more, the inside is so dark and smeared that no one can find out who has harmed anyone. It is simply the best place to kill and throw away corpses.

Xiao Hong was worried that Song Qingju would be plotted against by his colleagues, and was a little irritable for a while.

He reached out to touch the black mist as black as thick ink, but he couldn't see it as soon as he reached in, and his brows frowned.

He closed his eyes slightly, and just as he was about to test whether his spiritual consciousness would be restricted, his hand was gently held.

Xiao Hong was startled, and opened his eyes abruptly. The pitch-black mist was like a curtain. He was clearly close at hand, but he couldn't see what was inside the mist.

He didn't know who held his hand, he pulled it, but he didn't pull it out, his heart was pounding, and he said coldly: "Let go!"

The other party didn't respond, but the force pulling him became stronger, as if trying to drag him into the black mist.

"Oh, pretending to be a ghost."

Xiao Hong snorted coldly, and grasped it with his free hand, a group of flames the size of a human head appeared immediately, and he slammed into it fiercely.

Strange to say, the flame brightly illuminated the surroundings, but after entering the black mist, it seemed to be extinguished at this moment, without any movement.

Is it off or out of sight?

Xiao Hong was not sure, he only knew that his hand was being held tighter.

"You brought it on yourself."

Xiao Hong sneered, and pulled out an iron sword from his portable space, and just as he was about to slash it down, the person holding his hand walked out slowly in the black mist.

The person who came was wearing a snow-white long dress, and there were a few smears of dust on her cold face, which made her look a little embarrassed.

"Master?!" Xiao Hong was shocked: "Why are you?"

Song Qingju seemed to be choked, coughed several times, and raised his beautiful eyes slightly: "Why can't it be me?"

Xiao Hong understood that he had made an oolong, and that his master became like this, probably because of his anger, he immediately looked a little guilty.

"Why do you have such an expression?" Song Qingju frowned.

Xiao Hong: "...I was born like this."

Song Qingju: "Then why are you still holding your sword?"

Xiao Hong: "..."

Xiao Hong Momo put away the sword and scratched his head: "What sword?"

Song Qingju: "This was in your hand just now."

Xiao Hong: "What is in your hand?"

Song Qingju: "Sword."

Xiao Hong: "What sword?"

Song Qingju: "...This is in your hand."

Xiao Hong: "Where is the sword?"

Song Qingju: "...it's all right."

Xiao Hong: "Yeah, okay."

Song Qingzhe shook his head, and said in a warm voice: "They insisted on forcing me to enter together, so I went in, but the black fog is really weird, and once I entered, I felt closed."

"How did you get out?"

Xiao Hong was very surprised. It stands to reason that the black mist at this stage, not to mention the Nascent Soul, would have to be planted if the master's transformation spirit came.

After all, this kind of thing is called plot killing, which is force majeure.

"After I went in, I felt something was wrong. I couldn't see anything inside, and I couldn't feel the people around me. I didn't go forward, and I didn't dare to act rashly, because I couldn't find my way."

"It's strange to say that we obviously left a rope to connect to the outside, but as soon as we entered the black mist, all the connections outside were cut off, and we couldn't see it, so we don't know what happened."

When Xiao Hong heard this, his expression was a little helpless.

"This mist does have the effect of changing the direction. Fortunately, you didn't go back, otherwise you thought you were going back, but you were actually going deeper."

"In this case, standing still is the best choice. As for things outside the black mist, they cannot be connected to the inside of the black mist."

Speaking of this, Xiao Hong breathed a sigh of relief, and showed a gratified smile: "Master is really smart."

Song Qingyu nodded reservedly, with a somewhat arrogant expression: "I can feel your breath, I reached out and touched your hand, and came out together."

"What about the rest?"

"Ghost knows, lost in it."

Song Qingju shrugged his shoulders, and casually said, "They don't want to save the common people, so it's fair to lead by example."

"But... Master, don't you often say that you want to save the common people, with compassion in your heart?"

"Yeah, so I went in."

"But now you're out again."

"Because I found that my heart is more than enough, but I am not enough, and I am also a common man. To save myself is to save the common people."

Xiao Hong: "..."

Xiao Hong has nothing to say.

He and Song Qingju have been mentors and apprentices for hundreds of years, and Song Qingju occasionally shows an arrogant side in front of him, unlike the aloofness in front of others.

It was also this way of getting along, which made Xiao Hong sure that this was really his master, not some weird thing pretending to be.

"What now?"

Song Qingju looked at the black mist behind him with lingering fear.

She just stepped into it, and she was instantly lost in it, the direction would change, and she couldn't even find a way out.

Song Qingju had no idea why someone would think such a terrifying thing was not dangerous.

Yes, this black mist does not have attack power, but it is determined by its own characteristics that it will get lost as soon as it enters. It is destined to be a terrifying existence.

The most important master's IQ online was easily brought out, and the eagerness in Xiao Hong's heart disappeared completely, and he began to lose his mind in an instant.

"What does Master want to do?"

"I can do it. No matter what kind of decision I make, I don't have the ability to achieve it. It's better to see you."

Xiao Hong pondered for a moment, and said: "You enter with them, and in the end you are the only one who comes out. It is easy to become the target of public criticism."

"Since that's the case, hide your body first, and when I'm fully prepared, we'll enter the black mist together. How many can be saved?"

Song Qingju naturally didn't have any objection, nodded: "No problem."

"It's just... this black mist is so special, can we go in? The common people will be saved if they can, and they will die if they can't be saved."

Unknowingly, the right to speak has been in Xiao Hong's hands, the positions of their master and apprentice seem to be reversed, Song Qingju is more like an apprentice full of thirst for knowledge, asking this and that.

Unfortunately, neither of them noticed something was wrong.

Xiao Hong's actions are completely convenient for saving people. The reason why he really wants to enter Xuanjin Mountain is:
Now there are no ghosts and ghosts in Xuanjin Mountain, it's just fog and fog.

Xuanjin Mountain, as the final dungeon in version 1.0, has a lot of rewards and hidden opportunities.

Xiao Hong is greedy for those treasures.

You must know that there are no ghosts and ghosts in the mountains. If you don't go at this time to take the opportunity, when will you go?

After the player's level has risen, he can certainly enter with the players, but that is not as easy as entering now.

But now to get in, you need the pendant.

I still have to find Li Qingmo.

Anyway, Master is not in danger, so Xiao Hong is not in a hurry.

Counting the time, there should still be a period of time before the monsters raged on Xuanjin Mountain, Xiao Hong decided to go back to Li Qingmo, and come back after getting the pendant.

A vague idea gradually took shape in his heart, he grabbed Song Qingju's white and slender wrist, and said seriously: "Master, you can dress up like me."

Song Qingju: "...what?"

"You pretend to be me, hang around here, and let everyone think that I am here now, so that if I do something, no one will guess it is me."

Song Qingju understood what he meant, and frowned slightly: "What are you going to do?"

"You can't tell now, you will know soon."

Song Qingju: "OK."

……

A quarter of an hour later, "Xiao Hong" returned to the camp with a cold face.

Li Hao and Nalan Qingyue were already waiting for him outside.

"I didn't expect you to actually survive."

Nalan Qingyue sneered: "It's really shit luck."

Song Qingju, who was disguised as Xiao Hong, was too lazy to argue with these two juniors, and was about to leave in silence.

Li Hao stopped in front of him with sharp eyes.

"Why don't you talk? Are you imitating your master?" Li Hao rolled his eyes.

"I don't know why Song Zhenren chose you as a trash as an apprentice. I can't break through Qi training in a hundred years. Is it really shameful?"

"What's there to be ashamed of? Song Qingju isn't that great, is he? It's just that he was born a few years earlier."

Nalan Qingyue's eyebrows were full of pride, and her tone was quite disdainful: "Give me another ten years, and I will definitely surpass."

Li Hao's ability to observe words and expressions is excellent, knowing that his senior sister doesn't like to praise other women, so he immediately changed his words.

"Yes, yes, Senior Sister Qingyue is more powerful, she is more talented than Song Qingju and more beautiful than her! Song Qingju has passed away long ago! Senior Sister is the truth!"

Nalan Qingyue snorted: "Don't compare me with that old woman."

Song Qingju: "?"

Who do you call an old woman? ? ?
(End of this chapter)