Now that he had the hypothesis, the next step was to verify it further.
Even Wang Ling had to admit that his omnipotence was reflected in his abilities; he had a little bit of all kinds of abilities, big and small. But when it came to experience, he was still too young.
The cultivation encyclopedias in the library, the cultivation epics of a thousand years ago, the unsolved mysteries of ten thousand years ago … and so on and so forth. In order to make up for his shortcomings in experience, Wang Ling had already been able to recite them fluently at a very young age.
However, most of these works had been passed down by word of mouth and then translated by later generations, so there were many historical facts that couldn't be verified. There were also times when Wang Ling ran into a difficult problem. At that time, he would choose to browse the cultivation forum and ask the seniors who were discussing it.
When he was six years old, he had registered an account in the cultivation forum in order to find a way to suppress his strength. There were a lot of talented people in the forum, and there was all kinds of cultivation gossip every day.
But Wang Ling rarely went online, and spent most of his time lurking. The cultivation forum owner's online ID was "Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal," and he was a very mysterious itinerant cultivator who often traveled the world. Wang Ling still had a lot of resentment towards this "Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal," because back then, it was this guy who had tricked him into going to the Seven Stars Special Forces as an advisor!
Recently, in order to consolidate his ties with some of the forum's old users, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had specially set up a chat group for offline activities. And Wang Ling had been inexplicably and forcibly pulled into the altar owner's cultivation chat group …
Wang Ling had initially just wanted to sneak onto the forum, and then anonymously post something to ask about the stone ghost mask. Who knew that as soon as he went online, a chat window would automatically pop up on the screen — "User: Ling Zhenren, already online."
Wang Ling knew that it was already too late to log off at this time … the chat group very quickly exploded.
"What the hell?! Ling Zhenren? Am I seeing things? Isn't this the Ten Thousand Year Lurker King?! "
"I'm not seeing things … it's really Ling Zhenren! The legendary big shot is finally online! How exciting! "
"Hahahaha! The online reminder function set up by the group owner is really awesome! Even the Ten Thousand Year Diving King Spiritual Master Wang Ling fell for it! "
"…" Wang Ling looked at the IDs of these people. There were some he didn't recognize and some he did recognize. Many of them had participated in the rescue operation during the demon rampage six years ago. Six years ago, the female cultivator "Cailian Zhenren", who stuffed herself into the ball-shaped object, was now the administrator of this chat group.
But Cailian Zhenren had no idea at all about Wang Ling's specific identity, because in this group, only Altar Leader Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal had actually seen Wang Ling in person. Furthermore, Grenade-Throwing Senior Immortal's understanding of Wang Ling was almost identical to Old Li's.
They all thought that Wang Ling was just a thousand-year-old demon who looked very young. Furthermore, he had disguised himself as a student and lived the life of a high school student in order to experience what it was like to "travel incognito."
After a moment of silence, Wang Ling finally typed: "Is Altar Master there?"
Immortal Toya: "From now on, it's better for Ling Zhenren to call us group leader. Ling Zhenren hasn't been online for a long time, I'm afraid he doesn't know how the forum is doing right now. "
This Immortal Toya was also one of the older members of the group, and he was an alchemist. In the past, he would often share some gossip about alchemy in the forum, and sometimes he would even livestream alchemy. Every time his furnace blew up, people would rush forward to give him gifts.
Cailian Zhenren sent a shrug emoji. "Then, let me explain it briefly."
Wang Ling sent a question mark: "?"
Although it was true that Wang Ling hadn't been on the cultivation forum for a long time, it wasn't to the point where it couldn't continue. Why were all of them frowning?
Cailian Zhenren sent a row of sighing emojis. "It's not that the forum can't continue to operate right now. On the contrary, it's very famous now … but after it became famous, those ignorant juniors in the cultivation world often post about it. In short, the current atmosphere is very discordant. "
"That's right!"
Immortal Toya replied. "Not long ago, a battle post with the ID Xiao Clan's Xiao Dingtian appeared on the forum, and he publicly posted on the forum asking to break off his engagement with Nalan Xian. Sending money to Wan Lou, creating a water army, and causing the forum to be in an uproar … it's a foul atmosphere! To be able to say such a shameful thing so openly, I really don't understand young people nowadays … "
Reading this, Wang Ling basically understood. The cultivation forum had been established for less than fifteen years, and had only become popular in the last few years, relying on a large number of high-quality cultivation articles to attract a large number of users. But the problem with the large number of users now was that the quality of the good and the bad was mixed, and the cultivation forum wasn't as harmonious as before.
"It's just as Immortal Toya said. That's why we asked the forum owner to set up a chat group and pull together all the old users from the forum. The forum is in charge of the forum's operations, and we'll talk among ourselves. To sum it up in one sentence, it would be: close the forum, save your IQ! "Cailian Zhenren typed with righteous indignation.
"So if Ling Zhenren needs anything in the future, just say it directly in the group. Everyone in the group is one of us," said a person with the ID "Nine Times in One Night."
Wang Ling didn't know this person. In fact, there were a lot of people he didn't know. There were one hundred and eight old users in the cultivation chat group. Wang Ling only really knew one-tenth of them.
Seeing that Wang Ling didn't reply, Nine Times in One Night sent a fist salute emoji. "Greetings, Great Senior Ling Zhenren! Ling Zhenren can call me Nine Times Man! I've heard of Great Senior Ling Zhenren's name before, but I joined the forum three years after him. I've learned a lot in the seven years I've been in the forum! I've always hoped to have a chance to exchange pointers with Ling Zhenren! "
"Nine Times Man, don't joke around. Great Senior Ling Zhenren is an existence that the group owner himself admits is stronger than him. Even if you want to joke around, there should be a limit! "Bulang Blade Immortal laughed.
"I'm serious! How is the Sunflower Manual I just cultivated funny? "Nine Times Man sent a charred emoji.
Wang Ling: "…"
After he said this, a person with the ID Lightning Dharmaraja couldn't help lecturing Nine Times Man. "Nine Times Man, how many times have I told you that the Sunflower Manual has long been lost. The book you bought online is definitely fake. You want to challenge Ling Zhenren to a duel after cultivating a fake technique? Ling Zhenren can stab you to death with a single strand of his nose hair! "
Wang Ling: "…"
Hearing that the Sunflower Manual he had purchased was being questioned, Nine Times Man was unconvinced again. "What makes you think it's fake?"
Lightning Dharmaraja chuckled. "Do you dare recite the first sentence of the heart sutra?"
Bulang Blade Immortal: "I heard that the first sentence of the real Sunflower Manual is that if you want to cultivate this technique, you must first castrate yourself … Nine Times Man, you can't really …"
"Is that so? The first sentence of my [Sunflower Treasured Manual] is … "
The rims of Nine Times Man's eyes were already moist. "… Little Sunflower Mommy's class is starting!"
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