Retire from the human world

It was still overcast and cold, but the snow had stopped.This made many people who were nestled at home breathed a sigh of relief.It doesn’t matter if it snows, what matters is how long it falls, as long as the temperature rises, no matter how thick the snow is, it will melt in a week. Even if vegetables and other things are in short supply for a while, the price of goods will rise, and it will fall again in a few days.

Residents in the city are at best busy clearing snow and don't have to worry about things in the fields.

The streets looked a little busy, and the snow was so thick that it was impossible to drive.Some cars had to be dug out of the snow, and all the snow on the roof had to be shoveled off. This blizzard came too suddenly. Many workers, tourists, and students in the city did not prepare enough thick clothes. Next, I have to go out to buy food again, so I don’t care whether it’s ugly or not. The blankets and quilts are all on the body, and the snow is not cold, and the snow is enough to melt!

So no one paid attention to Shen Dong's virtue.

On the contrary, Du Heng was frequently stared at, and the rate of turning back was [-]% along the way.

It's not about how he looks. When the wind blows, there are pieces of snow floating everywhere, and it's hard to see the expressions on people's faces or their appearance from a few meters away.The main reason is Du Heng's clothes, which are a little cool even in October, so there is only one piece.In the snow where everyone is shivering, it is strange that such clothes do not attract attention, but the eyes are full of admiration, and it is not shocking, after all, there are strong people who go for winter swimming at minus ten degrees.

This made Shen Dong, who was following behind, particularly uncomfortable.

Speaking of war, it seems that I have tasted something new this time, but it is similar to drinking ice soda in the dog days and soaking in hot water in the cold winter. It is very comfortable from head to toe, but it is not as enjoyable as KTV singing.

The most depressing thing is that I can't see it!

This is really a tragedy of being a weapon. You can't see your opponent at all, and you can't cut according to your own will.

But if Shen Dong was really allowed to do it by himself, he would probably fall on his back first. This level of slashing is not like street gangsters fighting in groups, holding fists and kicking other people's joints is effective.

This guy Shen Dong is very tired and lazy, he doesn't want to do anything that wastes his brain.

It's like the attitude towards the cultivation world at the beginning, and it's like knowing that the heavens are in chaos now, maybe there are god-level refugees fleeing to the world.

His belief is that as much as he has ability, he can manage as much as he eats. Of course, everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country. Apart from this, he has nothing to do with following the trend, condemning others, and the government is not strong.In his words, he is so poor that he can't even take care of himself, and he still worries about national affairs.

After finally reaching the door of the house, Shen Dong reckoned that the landlord would not come to the door today due to the bad weather.

It's just that when opening the door, it is inevitable to look around, for fear of seeing the strange scene in the room when the door next door is opened.

Shen Dong found that every time he went out, he came back in a mess, and there were not enough keys to lose. This is not good, and he must ask Du Heng later, what kind of spell can protect the clothes and the things in his pockets.

As a result, as soon as the door opened, he smelled a familiar fragrance.

"what?"

Why is the half bucket of instant noodles on the table still steaming?

They had only been out for half a day, or two hours, and a bowl of instant noodles should have been chilled long ago.

"This table can maintain the temperature of the heat source." Du Heng said without raising his head.

"So good?" Shen Dong stirred the instant noodles with a fork, and found that although the heat was hot, it had already risen.He was quite puzzled, you said that most of the cultivators don't need to eat, even if they eat, it's wild fruit mountain spring water, why do they need to maintain the temperature?

"This table is used to put pills."

"Ellite..." Well, it's taken out of a high-temperature pill furnace, maybe it will affect the efficacy of the medicine at room temperature?This is probably the case, normal people use refrigerators to store food, and cultivators use special tables to store pills.

Stretch out your hand to feel it, the wood is good, very hard, not hot at all, and I don't know why.

"However, many monsters like to use tables to hatch their eggs."

"..."

Shen Dong decided to pretend he didn't hear it, since he's already home anyway, this thick, heavy and expensive feather cloth hastily tossed aside.

He suddenly raised his head as if remembering something, rushed into the room, kicked the door, took a long time to find the closet, then threw away the feather cloth and carefully looked at himself.

Arms and elbows...all normal.

How did he turn into a weapon and back again?

Shen Dong couldn't figure it out, he put on his clothes slowly and went out.

The room still smelled of sauerkraut and beef noodles. The snow stopped and the signal was restored. The female ghost on the LCD TV was still jumping up and down, trying her best to play revenge, but in the end, the unlucky ghost might be scared to death instead of being killed by the ghost. , Pomegranate lay on the sofa and dozed off all the time, and moved her ears when she saw them coming back, without even opening her eyes, she curled up and buried her head under the soft fur and continued to snore.

Shen Dong felt that the way Du Heng looked at him was a bit strange.

He leaned back in the chair, easily took out a large bag of chocolate by the wall, snorted, and threw it on the table for the little girl to eat.Take more, potato chips, not interested.Finally, I took out a bag of pickled peppers and chicken feet, and I was very satisfied to open it and eat it.

"Drops worth ten cities are on the floor of the room..." Shen Dong said vaguely, "I didn't even know you were so rich."

"That's left by Master."

"I'll say it." Shen Dong was very fast, a chicken paw had only bones left, and just as he was about to throw it on the table, Du Heng moved his fingers without a trace, the bone rolled over, and fell directly to the ground .

The wooden toad immediately jumped out from the floor, opened its mouth and caught it.

It didn't even disappear immediately, but squatted next to Shen Dong, the eyes carved out of wood didn't move, it just stared at Shen Dong like that, so that someone almost couldn't chew on the pickled peppers and chicken feet, and couldn't move it. Kick this little thing away, after all, they are very considerate squatting there waiting for you to throw out the trash.

Facing such a trash can, it's no wonder that people in the comprehension world don't like to eat snacks.

Shen Dong turned his head to look at Du Heng, and he suddenly found that although it was difficult to see the clues from the dark and unclear expression, it was easy to find that Du Heng was distracted. As for what he was thinking, it was easy to guess.

"I'm thinking about the old man... ahem, thinking about your master's current situation?"

This is indeed something to worry about. After catching up with the last train of Ascension, but encountering a great change in the heavens, it is simply to suffer.

It's like besieging a city. People in the city are desperately trying to get out, and people outside the city have struggled all their lives just to get in.Perhaps the best way now is to transfer the entire cultivation world to the sky, and then throw the group of gods who beat them to death in the world to take the exam.When they deeply understand each other's difficulties, they will stop making trouble.

The more Shen Dong thought about it, the more he felt that this was a good idea.

Du Heng didn't know that Shen Dong's thinking was so weird, he thought for a while silently, and then said: "It should be fine."

"It's hard to say!" Shen Dong was thinking, the level [-] exam for mortals in the comprehension world is howling, can a god do it?

"He's not alone..."

The reason why Du Heng was not overly worried was because he knew that his sect was not like a sect, and the sword cultivator passed down from master to apprentice had been promoted from generation to generation, and he himself was the only exception.

One sword fairy is already difficult to deal with, how about a group?

As long as it doesn't match the legendary magic weapon that appeared in the Battle of the Conferred Gods, even in the sky, no one would dare to provoke it.It might be a bit difficult to walk sideways, but according to Jingwei, the little fairy fled in a hurry, and the other gods were not all in danger, but they were also anxious, and it was impossible to offend the sword fairy who had ascended into the sect.

Thinking about it this way, Du Heng became determined.

Unexpectedly, Shen Dong retorted him: "Of course Master Zhan Yuan can't deal with the gods alone, and it's too late for him to become a Buddha immediately."

"..."

Where did this topic start to go wrong?

The two of you look at me and I look at you, and both feel that the other is inexplicable.

Du Heng could only ask: "What did you just say?"

"Didn't the gods want to come to the world? All right, let them take the exam."

"...you think too much."

"What's the matter, what is easy to do in this world?" Shen Dong squinted his eyes and gnawed on the chicken feet, and said casually, "To live well is the most difficult thing."

Human hearts are never enough, with this, it is inevitable to think more, not to mention cultivators, even gods can't do whatever they want.

Just like becoming a fairy against the sky, a mortal lives for only a hundred years, no matter how bad he is, he can always be reincarnated, but once a cultivator dies in a catastrophe, his soul will be scattered and he will leave nothing behind.If you want more results, it is often that you can't even keep what you originally had.

Of course Shen Dong is not Zhan Yuan, so don't expect him to tell such deafening truths.

He is simple and logical, talking casually: "Anyway, I have seen it through. You have lived for hundreds of years, and your life is not very good. It is difficult to become a fairy, and it is also difficult to be a mortal. The group in the sky can't even be a fairy. What else is there to hope for?"

In the past, Du Heng's inner demons were hard to get rid of, his hostility to heaven was too strong, and he was too obsessed with the matter of ascension. He must be too lazy to listen to Shen Dong's words, and he wouldn't take it to heart.

Now he was a little hesitant, feeling that Shen Dong was talking nonsense, but he couldn't help but think of more things.

——As a sword cultivator, his status in the world of comprehension is simply extraordinary. After ascending, he is also a sword fairy. It can be said that no matter where he goes, he will have no worries. And this bright and smooth road is destined to be laid by his master who "robbed him halfway" up.

Many people in the cultivation world are like this. They are not necessarily very smart, and most of them are even a little stupid. It is these children who are regarded as mediocre by others, who have the potential for cultivation and the roots of seeking Tao.

As long as the sect is good enough and the practice is hard enough, one can live at least 200 years.

This kind of bright and smooth path is born, and luck only lies in whether they can be accepted by a cultivator after encountering him. Other children, no matter how smart they are, how quick-witted they are, don't talk about anything if they have no bones.The world of comprehension doesn't care at all if the disciples are stupid and slow to learn. There are hundreds of years here. The slower the learning, the deeper the consolidation. Woolen cloth.

Just look at the cultivation method of sword cultivator. In the first 300 years, he didn't even know a single attack spell, and he stayed in the foundation building stage forever. Everything had to wait for the sword to be cast, and then his strength would grow by leaps and bounds, shocking the world.

In Du Heng's life, he possessed too much, and the only unlucky thing was that catastrophe.

Even people who have no self-confidence will inevitably have a contempt mentality due to their strength. Most of the foreign things are just passing by. Even Yu Kun sometimes can't help but mutter that Du Heng can't be messed with. Everyone wants to become a fairy. After ascending, it is inevitable. Still follow the seniors of the original sect. In this respect, the advantage of sword repair is too terrifying.However, after all the envy, jealousy, and sighs are stripped away, there is no obsession to ascend to immortality, there is no possibility of going to the heavens, and even the improvement of strength is restricted by the order of the world.What is left of Du Heng?

There is only the first, and also the first piece of Lingshi.

There are countless ghost images of memories flashing in front of my eyes, even Du Heng couldn't bear to move forward.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? I just said that you were out of your mind just now, and you challenged Xing Tian to one-on-one... Do you think you are the Emperor of Heaven?" Shen Dong threw away his food and rushed to help him.

——Have you seen that, all of them are high-quality spirit stones, pick one quickly.

——Master, I don't know which one is the best?

—Stupid, they are all the same, there is no difference.How powerful you are is how powerful your sword is.Remember, for the rest of your life, everything is fake and unreliable... Cough, even the master will be promoted in the future, the only thing you can keep and will only belong to the sword cultivator forever is your sword.

The stagnation in Du Heng's heart was suddenly emptied. This was the inner demon he had had since he saw the Heavenly Tribulation.

"Hey, tell me that there is another accident at the Shennonggu rescue hotline!" Shen Dong was in a hurry, his mind was in a mess, trying to think back, but what Master Du Heng babbled back then was all nonsense, let alone who would teach the future to make swords Lingshi first aid common sense?

"I'm fine..." With the spit out of blood, Du Heng completely got rid of his inner demons. This time when he saw Shen Dong, he would never think that he was insane and unstable.

Countless memories came one after another, but the thoughts were extremely clear.

——In the steamy bathroom, Shen Dong's clothes were soaked, his eyes were half-closed, and he wanted to breathe but held back his expression.

——In the violent wind and snow, it suddenly turned into a sword body, and layers of pale golden talismans lit up, the cold light piercing through the bones, wanting to drink blood.

Du Heng pressed Shen Dong's shoulder firmly, the latter didn't realize it, and was still busy wiping the blood.

That's it... as long as this "person" is not a sword.