The offensive of the Qin army was blocked, and Su Bai withdrew in time. He and Hills teleported away by relying on the teleportation array and did not stay too long.
Now, Su Bai had just swallowed the Kindling of Soran's Enlightenment, but he had not completely digested it yet. Moreover, the opportunity for him to prove his Enlightenment had not come yet. The current situation was no longer the situation where he had to prove his Enlightenment regardless of whether it was good or bad. If he wanted to live longer and achieve his goals better, he needed to plan for the long term.
The Thousand Mile Swamp was most likely a clone of the broadcast world's environment into the story world. In fact, it was very obvious that the entire environment of the story world was directly copied. This would also help the listeners adapt to the environment and geography of the world after entering it.
It was a bit like some international special forces. Before carrying out a mission, they would clone the environment of the mission target such as airports, train stations, houses, and other environments so that the team members could practice and familiarize themselves with them in advance.
Fatso's spirit was still floating around, while the rest of the listeners were seizing the time to recover their strength. When Su Bai and Hills came over, the two clearly noticed that the souls of two people in the team were a little unstable.
This instability did not mean that their souls were about to collapse because of their serious injuries. Instead, it meant that they had vaguely touched the threshold of proving their Enlightenment through their own understanding in battle.
This might make other high-level listeners feel a little jealous. Everyone was fighting together, but some people could touch that level before them. Of course, Hills and Su Bai were no longer in the ranks of jealousy. For these two people, it was no longer a problem to prove their path.
Just like a group of starving people worrying about their dinner, some people found a pile of white steamed buns and could survive with a full stomach, but some people were too lazy to eat even though their backpacks were already filled with bread. Instead, they were looking for a Manchu Han Imperial Feast to make their dinner more exciting and sumptuous.
Lord Zeng's body was bobbing up and down in the mud of the swamp. From time to time, small demon corpses appeared around him. These should have been attracted by Lord Zeng's aura and became the source of blood for Lord Zeng to repair his body.
Tantric techniques were extremely domineering. They only cared about the results and not the process, so it was not surprising that Lord Zeng used this method to speed up the recovery of his body.
On the other hand, the monk sat there solemnly, purifying the water in front of him with his own power. It seemed like he was preparing to make tea. No matter what, the monk would always maintain his demeanor as an eminent monk. It was a little like his hair could be cut off or bled.
"You're back," Su Bai said to the monk.
The monk nodded and spread his palms. The dirty water in front of him was purified, and then a few unknown yellow petals passed through the water. Immediately after, the monk spread his hands, and the water split into three parts. One part flowed to his mouth, while the other two flowed to Su Bai and Hills.
He opened his mouth and drank the "tea". He suddenly felt his mouth was fresh and refreshing, and the effect was even better than peppermint.
"This Penniless Monk quite likes this world. There are more plants that can be used to make tea." The monk said sincerely, but soon, he seemed to realize it and glanced at Su Bai apologetically.
Su Bai waved his hand, indicating that he would not misunderstand.
"As long as we defeat the Qin soldiers in that world, we can have at least a few hundred years of leisure.
Without the disturbance of the story world and the pressure of the broadcast, everything else is not a problem except for not going overboard.
Just thinking about it makes me feel fascinated. "
Beside him, Hills sighed.
Even the audience could not avoid drawing cakes to appease hunger and longing for plum blossoms to quench thirst.
Su Bai sat down on a rock, picked up a branch, and gestured as if he was on a field trip. Indeed, he was in the best condition among the audience.
"I wonder when this story world will end." Fatso's primordial spirit floated over. "I was too careless just now. I should have found a Qin soldier's body and possessed it."
Without a body and only a primordial spirit, it was like a person walking on the street without clothes. It was very insecure.
The monk grabbed a handful of mud on the ground and began to knead it.
Fatty watched from the side. It took him a while to understand what the monk meant. He immediately scolded, "What are you doing?
He immediately scolded, "F * ck, monk, can you not be so wicked? Do you think you are Nuwa?!"
The monk smiled without saying a word and continued kneading. Soon, a small, lifelike Fatso made of mud appeared.
"Cultivating Dao and Buddhism are actually very similar. This body has to be abandoned eventually. Abandoning the body and transcending worldly concerns is the goal of our generation."
"Then why don't you say that to Buddha beside you? That way, fewer mice will die in the swamp," retorted Fatso angrily.
"I have to be flexible. Your body is gone, so I have to enlighten you." The monk's palm started to heat up. At this moment, the clay idol in his hand started to solidify. "Cultivating Buddhism and Dao are actually the same as cultivating humans. There are many paths and sometimes, you have to take another path. However, you have to learn to enlighten yourself and let yourself walk a more comfortable path.
The opposite of Dao is evil, while the opposite of Buddhism is evil. It's just a matter of local conditions. The depth of one's obsession depends on the depth of one's immersion. "
Fatso stopped jumping around and stared blankly at the mud doll in the monk's hand.
"Fatso, this is for you."
The monk threw the mud doll to Fatso, but Fatso let it fall into the swamp and sink slowly.
"I don't even care about a body, so what's the use of a mud doll?" Fatso appeared very casual. His primordial spirit seemed to have become more transparent. This was a sign that his state of mind had improved.
Hill blinked his eyes. Of course, he could tell that the monk was the one giving pointers to Fatty. In fact, he could even see the other soul hidden in the monk's body, or rather, the other side. He immediately asked in a probing manner, "What's the matter?
"Master Qilü, you can help me take a look."
With that said, Hill stretched out his palm.
He wanted the monk to read his palm for him.
Charlatans read one's palm, touch one's bones, and determine one's horoscope. In fact, not only were there many charlatans in the country, but there were also some who had opened up international businesses. There were also many foreigners who had been tricked by them. Of course, Hills was mostly just joking.
"Does it mean that there are no patterns on your palm?" asked the monk as he glanced at Hill's palm.
Hill's ten fingers were badly mutilated due to the continuous release of sword energy. His bones were almost visible, so there were no palm patterns.
"Are you going to say that the path is under your feet?" asked Hill with a smile.
"There are no paths in this world, but when many people walk them, they become paths." The monk's words were directed at Su Bai. At this moment, Su Bai was still sitting there, casually digging at the mud under his feet with a tree branch.
Some paths could only be walked by one or two people in the past, but once they succeeded, there was no reason why people in the future wouldn't be able to walk it again.
Even when night fell, the Qin army didn't chase after them. This was undoubtedly good news for the listeners. Everyone was making the best use of their time to recover. Every minute was precious.
But in the latter half of the night, a terrifying energy wave suddenly came from the distant sky, alarming everyone.
"It's the big shots fighting," said Hill. "Jolina."
"The other one seems to be Chen Ru," said the monk.
"Why are the two of them fighting?" This was what Su Bai was concerned about. This was clearly a simulation world, but the people on his side ended up fighting first. It was indeed a little unbelievable.
"Shall we go take a look?" asked Hill.
"Let's go take a look." Su Bai agreed.
In fact, most of the listeners who had mostly recovered had already set off. Since no Qin soldiers appeared, they naturally couldn't stop themselves from watching the show. The listeners weren't an army, so they couldn't follow orders strictly.
Su Bai's speed was very fast, and he was the first 'spectator' to reach that spot.
Jolina and Chen Ru's battle took place on a lake. Su Bai didn't get too close because the aftermath of the battle between the two big shots was enough to cause trouble for those who hadn't reached the Dao Validation realm. Although Su Bai wasn't very afraid of it, he wasn't so bored that he wanted to take the initiative to be blown up.
Jolina seemed to have changed into a different person. Her temperament was very awe-inspiring, and her every move was filled with a kind of killing intent. It seemed like she wouldn't rest until she was dead. As for Chen Ru, she appeared much calmer.
At the very least, from Su Bai's perspective, although Jolina's attacks were very fierce, Chen Ru was able to easily resolve them and then send her flying with a kick. Even if Jolina switched to her second personality, she still wasn't Chen Ru's match.
There should be more listeners rushing over. Although this map was very big, if the listeners were really going to hurry over, distance was not a problem at all.
However, at this moment, the monk who had rushed over suddenly shouted, "Not good, it's a smokescreen!"
As expected.
The expressions of the two women who had been fighting on the lake suddenly changed, and even their temperament changed greatly. Two Qin soldiers with a ferocious aura around them suddenly appeared, and their cold gazes swept across the surroundings.
At the same time, the black dragon flags in the surroundings started to flutter, and Qin army formations started to approach this area from all directions.
…
Even further away, a horsetail whisk and a talisman seemed to have sealed a part of the world.
Chen Ru stood beside the horsetail whisk, not moving at all. Jolina kept attacking the seal in front of her, but to no avail.
"What are you still hesitating for?" Jolina looked at Chen Ru and asked.
Chen Ru was still unmoved.
In Chen Ru's eyes, this horsetail whisk was like the blood-red light that had blocked her way in front of the orphanage back then. Her proud heart actually couldn't raise any thoughts of resistance.
And behind the horsetail whisk, the figure of a black Daoist was faintly discernible.
"Heh, you actually copied this poor Daoist to be your sparring partner.
Then this poor Daoist..,
Will have fun with you. "
