After Mental Illness Crosses the World of Cultivation

[The new article "Please open your eyes when it gets dark" is here~] The mentally ill Chen Mo traveled to the fantasy world and became an ordinary disciple of an unknown sect. After witnessing the domineering power of a cultivator flying with a sword and sweeping mountains and rivers with his sword, Chen Mo's eyes shone brightly. Cultivation is so cool! "Cool! This is the reason why I still insist on cultivating immortals with my five-spirited root constitution. Who doesn't want to fly in the sky?" Senior Brother finished pushing the cart for the farmer who was harvesting the millet, wiped the sweat on his face, and saw Chen Mo standing there in a daze, and patted him on the shoulder with disapproval: "Why are you standing there? You will do the rest for the second half. Physical labor can help improve your physique. If you have nothing to do, do more physical labor for mortals. Do you know that diligence can make up for your laziness?" Chen Mo had never practiced immortality before, so he helped the farmers complete the second half of the push as a good person. During the process, he subconsciously ran the exercises and found that his body was much more relaxed and his physique improved rapidly. He admired his senior brother endlessly. At the foot of the mountain, the second senior sister performed a mysterious operation, and a beady elixir slowly emerged from the furnace. Just the fragrance of the medicine saved a pregnant woman who was suffering from bleeding and dystocia. Chen Mo was amazed again, is this an elixir? It's amazing. "Isn't it magical? This is the reason why I often come to the foot of the mountain to diagnose and treat mortals. Even ordinary pills are much more effective than ordinary medicine*!" The second senior sister reservedly said goodbye to the pregnant relatives of "Bodhisattvas" and "fairy aunts", feeling that her dharma robes The white silk on the clothes became brighter. He glanced at the ignorant junior brother, coughed twice and said seriously, "Don't think that I am enjoying the respect and adoration of mortals. Let me tell you, there are many similarities between mortal pharmacology and alchemy. Diagnosing and treating mortals can help improve alchemy!" Chen Mo suddenly realized that he set aside one day a month to go down the mountain to treat ordinary people. He found that his understanding of alchemy had really improved a lot, and he was convinced of the second senior sister's wonderful trick. In the Zuixiang Pavilion, the third senior brother was lying comfortably on a rocking chair, surrounded by beauties with the fragrance of grapes and wine. When he saw his junior brother looking over in confusion, he waved his folding fan and said, "This is not a lazy practice. Only when you are in the world of mortals can you be independent. What do you realize when you practice immortality and enlightenment? Isn't it just about realizing these greed, anger, and delusions? Junior brother, please come and enjoy it often in the future!" Chen Mo came to the world of mortals with hesitation and experience a few times, and caught three chicken thieves, five traffickers of women, and ten fugitive murderers. Looking at the ugly faces of these people, Chen Mo realized how the heaven could be so interested in such crooked melons and cracked jujubes. From then on, he gave up greed and cultivated his skills. The useless senior brother who is the holy father just wants to trick his junior brother into helping mortals:... Second Senior Sister of the Alchemy Trash who is just covering up her own vanity:... The dandy third senior brother who just wants to attract people to enjoy with him:... No, something is wrong with this junior brother? After a period of time, Chen Mo successfully became the disciple with the highest cultivation level in the sect and was extremely confident in his sect's skills. He imparted his experience on the decadent body cultivation where the skills cannot be improved even an inch: "Those who cultivate the body? Help ordinary people more and work hard to strengthen their body!" "You don't understand. My state of mind is not in the right place, and my physical condition is beyond repair..." "How will you know if you don't try?" Disheartened, Ti Xiu gave it a try casually, and regained his original intention of fighting against the strong and supporting the weak. He successfully broke through the bottleneck and established a nest in the sect. To the bewildered alchemist who was lost in the vast pharmacology, he spoke boldly: "You just have too few samples. You know everything about pharmacology in the world. You know nothing about pharmacology in this world. You have missed a huge piece of knowledge!" Danxiu then turned to study the pharmacology of the mortal world. After two days of studying, he was shocked to realize that he had become obsessed with the truth. The knowledge in the world is vast and boundless, and a mortal can only comprehend a small amount of pharmacology for thousands of years. As a cultivator, he was very lucky to have glimpsed so many truths of medicine, so he discovered it and stayed in the sect. He spoke eloquently to the Chuchen sword cultivator who was passing by the sect and frowning in thought: "The most important thing about the ruthless way is not the word 'wu'. It's the word 'love'. You haven't even been in love, do you know what 'love' is? You must first have love before you can be ruthless!" "I don't understand love?" The swordsman in white slowly turned his head. "That's right! You look like you were single from birth." The white-clothed sword cultivator pondered for a while and nodded: "It makes sense. I have never been in love with anyone before, so I really should give it a try." So three months later, I looked at the sect's top martial arts master who shined for a while a hundred years ago, but now has stagnant cultivation and is still fighting all over the world; the alchemy master whose whereabouts are erratic and whom everyone wants; and the white-clothed sword cultivator who has never been seen before, but whose cultivation is higher than the first sect master in the world of cultivation—— Senior Brother/Second Senior Sister/Third Senior Brother: I am dead, and something is starting to go wrong in our sect... [Pre-receipt: "Please open your eyes when it gets dark"] In 2035 AD, tens of thousands of people around the world were repeatedly pulled into a huge and absurd dream. In the dream, there were collapsed ruins, twisted statues of gods, tall mechanical monsters, huge urban sewer systems, and tentacles snaking out from the gaps. Later, these people knew that they had entered a different world. There is the magic of the living dead, the mysterious spring water that heals wounds, and countless gold and silver jewelry... And as long as they can survive to the end in the dream, all of these can be brought to reality! So, the brutal fighting began. ** Xie Shen, 18 years old, had just received the university admission notice. On the night of admission, he was pulled into a dream and became one of 30,000 dreamers. 18 Years old, the same age as Hua, but he has to fight for the right to live with this group of monsters and ghosts who have been in society for who knows how many years. What's even more annoying is that these uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters are like lunatics. When they see a clear spring where countless animals have peed, they want to scoop it up and drink; Impolite, unqualified, and mindless. Jie Shen was annoyed to death by them, and what was even more annoying was that after these people mutated, it was still very difficult for him to kill them. He hates dreaming! ** What you think about enters your dream, and those who can live there. Only the one who laughs last is the winner. --- *Jie Shen attacks, the Rain God receives *With a few Dioctulu elements, but since the author has only read the first three articles, most of them are privately designed. *The modern world is super imaginary Intention: Grow in practice and learn to appreciate the beauty of the world.