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Qingcheng is quiet in the world.

The famous Taoist mountain Qingcheng has always been where cultivators yearn for and longed for, where the immortal family is, and countless people with great divine powers have come out of it.

On the eighth day of the first month of May, it is advisable to worship the master and avoid migration, and there is a rare big movement and loud noise on the quiet and silent Qingcheng Mountain.

It was the brass bell Da Lu and the chime bell that sounded one by one, responding to the collision between the peaks of Qingcheng, and spreading out the ethereal clouds that did not disperse for many years.

On each mountain, among them, in the buildings and palaces, there were Daoist people hurried out and rushed in the same direction——

Most of them were on tiptoes, and a shadow was brought out behind them, faster than the galloping horses; a few Daoists even jumped up, regarded the rugged mountain road and the thousands of deep cliffs as nothing, and flew through the sky.

The posture is wonderful, the wind is ridden, and there are nine days of dragons, soaring.

If you look up at the sky, you will also find that there are many Daoist people who are flying with royal swords, and the speed can only leave a black shadow blue light in your line of sight, which is fleeting.

On the highest peak of Qingcheng, at this time, there were already nearly a thousand Daoists lined up to stand, and in the front row was a column of Daoist monks in big red robes, looking solemn.

In the center is a ten-zhang high platform, on which stand only two people, one wearing a purple robe and one wearing a golden robe. Every move revealed a mountain of might; between the closed eyes, there was thunder and lightning that suddenly appeared, and no one dared to look directly at it.

Tiandu, Minghe, and Qingcheng are currently the two highest-ranking Daoists, who are also the leaders of the sect.

"On the order of the Ancestor of the Immortal Realm, our Qingcheng Sect will open the mountain gate and recruit disciples from now on."

The Tiandu Daoist bowed his hand to the heavens, prayed three times from afar, and after getting up, he read it aloud.

"Obey the instructions of the patriarch."

Thousands of Daoists knelt down in unison and bowed down in unison, performing three prostrations and nine prayers toward the central platform, all chanting mantras at the same time. The low, suppressed sound of the "buzzing" mantra was entangled and turned into a subtle intricate sound wave that spread far away, as if a pebble had been thrown into the calm river.

At the same time, seven colors of light fell from the sky, reflecting the splendor of the entire mountain.

This scene is not only on Mount Qingcheng, but also in every corner of the world and every famous mountain resort at the same time.

Emei, Wudang, Huashan, Kunlun, Zhushan, and so on, many sects held a sectarian conference at this time, received the will handed down by the ancestors of the upper realm, and all of them began to recruit disciples from the outside.

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Ye Rong leaned back on the electric massage chair, opening his mouth and making a long yawn, and a twenty-nine-inch touch tablet hung in front of him. Holding a pot of freshly squeezed orange juice in one hand, the empty hand is quickly moving on the tablet, checking the latest news.

The pages of news quickly turned over, and it was impossible to mention Ye Rong's slight interest, not even the curiosity to click in detail.

"Shu Mountain, Shu Mountain, how can such a classic game close its doors?"

In fact, Ye Rong knew very well in his heart that the average number of online users of shushan swordsman game at the end of last year had already fallen below 300,000, which was completely different from the spectacle of the highest eight million people online at the same time in its heyday.

In the face of such a declining and irreversible trend, the closure of Shushan Swordsman can also be guessed, and even the production company is packaged and sold to Shengfeng Network Co., Ltd., the largest game operator in China.

As a loyal player of Shushan Swordsman, Ye Rong has always been a unique love for the Immortals online game of the Royal Sword Flying Sky, entering and exiting the Nine Heavens, and the magic weapon, even if the number of people participating in the game continues to decline, he has not given up on this game and persisted until the end.

On the last day of the operation of Shushan Swordsman, whether it was good or evil, Buddhist Taoist cultivation, or human demon tribes, tens of thousands of players gathered on the Emei Ningbi Cliff to witness the end of the last round of sunset in that world. There are even sad people, and there are not a few players who choke and sob and cry on the spot, and three years of play time leave more than that little memory.

At the end of the set massage time, Ye Rong stood up from the massage chair and walked out of the door wearing a flip-flop "kick and tap".

It is a narrow passage, so narrow that if two people are parallel on both sides of the arm, it will be 100% collision and friction, and the two sides are a door every few steps. Such a passage, at least made of more than ten rooms, rented to different people.

There were several room doors open, Ye Rong looked at a messy and dirty scene, changing clothes and throwing things everywhere, standing at the door can smell the smell of smelly socks wafting out.

Ye Rong pinched his nose and fled as if he had walked quickly away from the front of these houses, this kind of low-rent housing building where the tenants living are naturally good and uneven, and their living standards are limited. Since you want to save money, you can't ask for more on the quality of life.

The round living room was quite large, Ye Rong walked to a tall square machine, took out his ID card and brushed it on the top to order himself a point of beef tendon and large intestine noodles. After waiting for less than five minutes, a bowl of steaming, fragrant noodle soup was pushed out from the port in the middle of the machine.

Such a pasta is only five dollars, enough to fill an adult's stomach, so cheap because all the food is made of synthetic products. Although there is no difference in nutritional composition, there are slight differences in taste, and what is more fatal is that eating this kind of food made by machines all year round is a serious challenge for any normal person's appetite.

At the beginning of the twenty-second century, the great progress of science and technology made human life indeed better, but the cost of labor was increasing dramatically. For Ye Rong, going to a foreign restaurant to enjoy a handmade meal is a luxury that may not be able to be done once a month.

Ye Rong, who was holding the beef tendon and large intestine noodles with various condiments, threw the ID card back into his pocket, and before pulling it out, he still aimed at the remaining amount of money on the top of his eyes, although he could report the number on it with his eyes closed and did not even use the calculation.

"I went, there are three figures left, this day can't pass!"

Ye Rong walked towards his room with Zhang Lian's face in pain, and walked in front of him, a young and beautiful girl.

The passage was narrow, and seeing that Ye Rong was still holding a bowl of noodles in his hand, the young girl hurriedly leaned over to let go, afraid that there would be soup spilling on her. Her big eyes quickly swept over Ye Rong, and her eyes showed disdain.

Ye Rong recognized this girl, and the tenant who was separated by two rooms on his left had only moved in for more than a month.

All day out is heavy makeup, dressed very charming, attracting those single men in this corridor are eager to move, all day to run to this side.

Kicking the door shut, Ye Rong happened to hear a "ding-dong" new mail prompt and trotted back to the front of the touch tablet. While eating the pasta, I opened my mailbox to browse the mail.

"The other shore? New game? ”

As soon as it is opened, there are several game animation DVs, and Ye Rong casually clicks on one of them is a group of fairies flying in the air, with streamers fluttering and soaring. Each fairy is a jade cheek, smiling, beautiful eyes, no less than a star supermodel in reality; there are several Daoist people standing on top of Qingfeng, and between their hands, there is an endless god thunder descending from the sky, and there is a huge sword array rotating underground, rolling up the sword light and rising up.

"The development company is Shengfeng, isn't this the game company that bought Shushan Swordsman?"

Ye Rong was interested at once, and clicked on the introduction of the following game content, and read it in detail——

It turns out that this latest Xianxia online game called the other shore is based on the Shushan Swordsman as a template, which has been greatly changed and strengthened, and this year's masterpiece has been launched strongly.

Ye Rong connected to the network and casually searched for game information about the other side, that is, there was a dense amount of information coming from the sky.

It turned out that as early as half a year ago, this game, which was called the Shushan Swordsman Fully Enhanced Version, was already hot on the Internet, and I don't know how many players were looking forward to it. Three months ago, the internal test number was fried to eight hundred oceans, and there were still countless players snapping up.

Ye Rong was troubled in real life during that time, and even the promotion of the other shore had not been paid attention to.

"Look at the face of Shu mountain, it is also necessary to download it and play, and earn some living expenses by the way!"

Started the light brain, began to download the other side of the game package, and install, the official running time is today at two o'clock in the afternoon, it is estimated that it can be installed at that time.

Ye Rong quit his job in the last two months, and now he doesn't even have a penny income, but fortunately, such a low-rent house has a rent of one hundred and twenty in January, relying on the previous savings and barely supporting it.

In the process of downloading the game, Ye Rong was on the game forum by the way, clicking on several posts specifically introducing the other side. Some of the experiences expressed by the internal test players on the forum are very useful for him as a rookie, so as not to be confused and confused after entering the game.

Although the other shore is a new production, the background story is the Swordsman of Xiangcheng Shu Mountain, and the Inner Sect Gate is only Emei, Wudang, Qingcheng, Huashan and other Daomen, as well as several magic sects, as well as the opportunity to enter the Great Divine Power Scattered Cultivation Gate by luck.

Races are still divided into human and demon races, and the two races are very different in terms of innate attributes, spell use, and their own growth. According to the player's personal preference, different races can be selected to play the game.

Ye Rong turned over, the more he learned, the greater his interest in the other side, he read dozens of experience posts of internal test players in one go, most of which were the points that novice rookie players needed to pay attention to and the beginning of the leveling matters.

"Starry sky data? See what this broken company has to say. ”

This starry sky information company, which specializes in doing the work related to game data statistics, is very authoritative.

Ye Rong remembered very clearly that it was this Starry Sky Information Company that reported the data of Shushan Swordsman's successive setbacks for several years at the end of last year, so that this classic game in his mind could no longer support it.