My Virtual Kingdom of God

Autumn is getting stronger.

Taixing City, at the foot of Zhongnan.

A tall and straight man in unlined clothing was walking at the foot of the mountain, holding a snow-white young fox in his arms.

Zheng Dong raised his head, took a deep breath of fresh air, and suddenly felt refreshed.

As a sacred place of Taoism, Zhongnan is full of legendary cultivators and aspirants, but Zheng Dong knows that cultivating immortals is just a delusion in a place like the earth.

Even the holy land of Taoism, Zhongnan Mountain.

This place is already an inaccessible place. After taking the last bus, Zheng Dong walked dozens of miles to the foot of this mountain.

Seeing no one around, Zheng Dong's heart moved.

A golden flying sword was condensed in front of him out of thin air. Zheng Dong stretched out his finger, and the Yunsuo sword quickly became larger.

Size wishful prohibition.

It didn't stop until Yunsuojian became the size of a single bed.

With a light leap, Zheng Dong stepped on the Yunsuo sword.

"rise!"

I saw Yun Shuo sword slowly rising into the sky, carrying Zheng Dong forward at high speed.

Zheng Dong sat cross-legged on the flying sword, holding the little white fox in his arms, the flying sword sometimes pierced through the clouds and mist, sometimes pierced out, so happy.

It was the first time he walked with a sword in reality, Zheng Dong didn't go too fast.

He didn't worry about the satellites in the sky. In fact, in this foggy mountain, the satellites in the sky were basically blind.

On the flying sword, a layer of spiritual light enveloped Zheng Dong and the little fox.

Zheng Dong only felt the breeze blowing against his face, and he didn't feel the huge wind pressure brought by the high-speed flight at all.

"Twilight in the North Sea, the green snake in the sleeves is bold. The three drunk Yueyang people don't know it, and they fly over Dongting Lake."

Feeling excited, Zheng Dong couldn't help singing, "Although I don't have a green snake in my sleeve, it's not bad to be accompanied by you, a little guy."

"Chirp!"

It was the first time Bai Ling'er was born to fly in the sky, her little paws could not help but tightly grasp Zheng Dong's clothes, her small body trembled.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Speaking in his mouth, Zheng Dong lowered the flying altitude and slowed down again.

"You little guy is not as courageous as Lu Dongbin's Green Snake."

Yujian flew so fast that in just a moment, a Taoist temple standing in the mountains could be vaguely seen in the distance.

"Go down."

The Yunsuo sword landed not far from the Taoist temple.

Zheng Dong took Bai Ling'er and walked towards the Taoist temple.

The area of ​​the Taoist temple is not big, Zheng Dong reckons it is only a few hundred square meters, except for the Sanqing Patriarch enshrined in the front yard, there are only a few rooms in the back yard for people to live in.

Walking to the entrance of the Taoist temple, there is a plaque hanging above it, with three characters "Qingfengguan" written on it.

The handwriting has an elegant and dusty smell.

Zheng Dong doesn't know calligraphy, but he thinks these characters are well written.

"Boom boom boom."

He knocked on the door.

"Squeak."

The gate of the Taoist temple opened, and a seven or eight-year-old boy stuck out his small head and looked at Zheng Dong curiously.

Afterwards, the boy slowly opened the door. He seemed to seldom see strangers. He was a little scared when he saw Zheng Dong, and said timidly, "Who are you looking for, layman?"

"I'm looking for your master, Ning Daoxuan."

Xiao Daotong was very surprised when he heard the layman in front of him call out his master's layman's name, and made a joke: "Dare to ask the layman's name?"

"Zheng Dong."

"Layer wait a moment, I will report to Master right now."

Seeing the boy disappear in a flash, Zheng Dong waited quietly.

A moment later, Ning Daoxuan, who was wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, led his little apprentice and walked over with a smile on his face.

"I thought brother Zheng was just joking, but I didn't expect to come here for real."

"What? Not welcome?"

"You are most welcome."

Ning Daoxuan quickly welcomed Zheng Dong into the Taoist temple.

The two have been practicing together for more than a month at Xiaohui Peak in the wilderness, and they have been very familiar with each other for a long time.

Ning Daoxuan didn't shy away either,

He asked directly, "Why do you suddenly want to come to this mountain?"

"Oh, the world is so troublesome." Zheng Dong shook his head.

Hearing this, Ning Daoxuan laughed: "Master used to teach me that going out of the world and entering the world is all about practice, and the hardships in the mountains are practice, and the world of mortals is also practice."

"In the past, the immortal way was unpredictable. Cultivating the mind is practice. Now the immortal way is close at hand. You and I have limited lifespan. Rolling around in the world of mortals is tantamount to wasting time."

Zheng Dong paused, "You were also in the qi refining period in Honghuang, you should know that the qi refining period is only a hundred years old, and the qi refining period has nine levels.

If we can't obtain enough cultivation resources from the prehistoric world before the end of our lifespan, it will be nothing in the end. "

Hearing this, Ning Daoxuan sighed and nodded.

"Although cultivation in Honghuang is difficult, at least he has aura and resources for exercises. But in reality, without aura and resources, cultivating immortals is ten times more difficult than in Honghuang."

After hearing this, Zheng Dong was silent.

After a long while, he slowly said: "The road to the immortal way is going against the sky, and it is normal to be difficult."

No one knows how difficult the immortal way is like Zheng Dong, because there is no way ahead, and if you want to continue to practice, you have to rely on everyone to open up a way forward.

After staying in the temple for three days, Zheng Dong asked Ning Daoxuan to resign.

"What? Can't bear the hardships in the mountains, and want to go back to the world of mortals?"

Rarely, Ning Daoxuan and Zheng Dong had a joke.

Zheng Dong smiled and shook his head: "I think this is a good place."

Without much explanation, Zheng Dong left the Taoist temple with a smile.

After walking a few miles, Zheng Dong walked with the sword again, and flew into the mountains with the little fox.

"This is it."

The Yunsuo sword slowly landed on an unknown mountain.

This place is beyond the boundary of Zhongnan, it is in the depths of Qinling Mountains, there is no human habitation in a radius of a hundred miles, if ordinary people fall here, I am afraid that they will only get lost and starve to death.

But Zheng Dong, as a Qi-refining cultivator, can fly out of the deep mountains in the blink of an eye under full-speed flying with the sword, which is very convenient.

Next, Zheng Dong manipulated the Yunsuo sword, and cut down the wood while the sword was shining. Afterwards, he built a wooden house with his own hands.

A few hours later, he looked at the simple wooden house in front of him and couldn't help laughing.

"I'm considered a penance now, right?"

Having said that, Zheng Dong moved out all the furniture and furnishings in the storage ring.

After some arrangement, the wooden house has a somewhat modern atmosphere.

Zheng Dong's storage space is not small, with a full one hundred cubic meters, except for some furniture he brought, it is the ration of the little fox.

After all, Bai Ling'er is just a weaned fox cub, not a bigu qi refining cultivator like him.