Dugu Zhuo has experienced too many mutations in his life. He quickly stabilized his emotions and asked the old monk: "Where is the child you said? How can we contact the people of the Sword Sect?"

    "This..." The old monk took a wooden fish out of nowhere and knocked it "dong dong dong", "The poor monk wants to eat tofu, the tofu from the Widow Yang at the entrance of the village tastes the best. Can Shao Xia buy it for the poor monk tomorrow morning?"

    "Isn't it! You start to release collection tasks for us when things come to an end?" Aotian listened to the main storyline and was excited when he suddenly received a collection task, and stepped forward to grab the old monk's robe .

    He just touched the placket of the old monk, the old monk tapped the wooden fish, a halo emanated from the wooden fish, and flicked Long@aotian aside.

    The old monk knocked on the wooden fish and muttered some scriptures, just like "don't bother me if you don't have tofu".

    "It seems that I can't do the task at night," Ye Zhou glanced at the time, "It's almost 11 o'clock, I have to go offline, shall we meet at nine o'clock tomorrow?"

    "It's time for me to go to bed," Qingyue also said, "staying up late is not good for beauty. I won't have classes all day tomorrow, so I can play."

    Several people said that they can go online tomorrow and during the day, and after meeting at 9:00 the next day, Ye Zhou went offline.

    Aotian and Qingyue went to their Mozu and Yaozu friends to see if they had any clues, so they left with Dugu Zhuo.

    The black cat was jet-black and became a Buddhist practice cat with hair and bead protection. He could move freely in various temples in the future. He decided to go to the roof of Tanye Temple to absorb the moonlight to practice.

    Everyone was separated for a while, and only Dugu Zhuo was left, no longer in a team state.

    Dugu Zhuo sat next to the old monk and asked, "Master, why did I come to this world?"

    The old monk "dong dong dong" knocked on the wooden fish: "You can line up to buy incense at Tanye Temple after every hour if you want to offer incense."

    Dugu Zhuo: "Are you the master who treats the people during the day?"

    Old monk: "There is a monk who collects medicine on the mountain behind Tanye Temple. Spiritual people who want to cure and save people can go to find the monk who collects medicine. He will bring the spiritual people to the free clinic booth."

    —Most of the spirits are spawned in the back mountain, and they can walk in the land. It is very easy to meet the monks who collect medicine.

    Dugu Zhuo asked again: "That child... is it Xiaobao?"

    The old monk: "Has the young man bought the tofu? The old man is too hungry to speak."

    No matter what Dugu Zhuo asked, the old monk only had these three answers, helping the human race and the spirit race to point out cultivation methods and ask for tofu.

    The old monk is not a master Tanji who suddenly came to Dugu Zhuo during the day, but an ordinary NPC.

    The realism of the NPCs in "Nine Heavens" is too strong, and it has always given the illusion that everyone in Dugu Zhuozhong is a real person. Until this time, the old monk's mechanical, fixed, and model answers made Dugu Zhuo realizes that he is in a false world.

    There seems to be a sound barrier in Tanye Temple, the sound of the backyard and the karma forest cannot be transmitted to the main hall, no matter how loud the old monk knocks on the wooden fish, it will only echo in the hall.

    Dugu Zhuo looked up at the Buddha statue above, and suddenly said, "I didn't have a name when I was young, and my mother kept calling me Xiaobao."

    He didn't even know what his surname was, until he was brought to the Sword Sect, did he learn that his father's surname was Dugu.

    Dugu Yue named him Dugu Zhuo, Qing Zhuo Zhuo, this name seems to be the end of his life.

    At that time, Dugu Zhuo didn't know the meaning of the name, he just followed Yezhou to the sect to record his name on the roster.

    Yezhou took a drop of blood from his fingertip, dipped the blood with a spirit pen, and wrote the three words "Dugu Zhuo" on the roster.

    Although the ten-year-old Dugu Zhuo is illiterate, he can see that the shape of "Zuo" and "Zhuo" are different, he shouted to Yezhou impolitely: "The name is wrong, you The bad guy!"

    Yezhou raised her index finger, put it on Duguzhuo's lips, and said softly: "Silence."

    Yezhou's fingers were cold, and Dugu Zhuo's full stomach was suddenly unable to speak. He weakly watched Yezhou place the misspelled jade slip of the roster in front of the spiritual plaque of the ancestors of the Qingtian Sword Sect, lit a stick of incense, and handed it to Dugu Zhuo.

    "Before the ancestors, you must not speak foul language. If you want to say good things, you can speak up. If you want to curse people, you don't have to speak again." Yezhou said lightly.

    Dugu Zhuo couldn't scold anyone, so he took the incense and kowtowed three times in front of the patriarch's spirit plaque, then left in a muffled voice.

    After that, Dugu Zhuo was unable to speak for a whole year.

    It wasn't until he learned the word, learned the truth, and understood the difference between "zhuo" and "zhuo" that he knew what kind of word Yezhou chose for him at that time.

    "Thank you, Master." That was the first sentence he said to Yezhou.

    Yezhou still said lightly: "I'm not your master."

    —"Yezhou is right, he is not my master, even if he is the one who led me into the Dao, he is still not my master." Dugu Zhuo said to the old monk who knew nothing.

    "For apprenticeships, you must wait until level 15 to receive a letter of worship at the Buddhist Cultivation Office in Xuanyang City before you can enter Buddhism." The old monk answered Duguzhuo's words based on the key words.

    Dugu Zhuo knew what the old monk didn't understand, so he could talk about the past.

    "Now Ye Zhou is my master, that's great." Dugu Zhuo chuckled, "The moment the Tianzhu collapsed, he came to this world in a daze, Master, you say his soul Why is it scattered here? Did my original world let him down?"

    Hearing the word "Tianzhu", the old monk stopped, put down the wooden fish in his hand, stunned for a moment, looked at the surrounding environment, and said to Dugu Zhuo: "Amitabha, the benefactor again Is it the dream of a poor monk?"

    Dugu Zhuo was stunned, he looked at the old monk: "Master Tan Ji."

    "It's the poor monk." The old monk who became Master Tanji said.

    Dugu Zhuo watched the old monk's appearance as a template in "Jiuzhongtian" gradually change, becoming the eminent monk Tanji he was familiar with.

    It's true!

    Although for some unknown reason, he "pulled" the monks from the original world to the holographic online game world!

    "The poor monk's dream is full of spiritual energy." The old monk pinched his shoulders, "Is this the world the poor monk expects to see?"

    "Master knows where this is?" Dugu Zhuo asked.

    "Tanye Temple," the old monk raised his head to look at the Buddha statue above, "This Buddha statue is exactly the same as the one made by the poor monk."

    Tanji told Dugu Zhuo that it had been five months since they met at the free clinic booth.

    Tanji and his disciples repaired Tanye Temple together, found secular craftsmen to build Buddha statues, renovated temples everywhere, and hired some displaced people to reclaim the land near Tanye Temple. Tanye Temple is a Buddhist temple, and Tanji is a high-ranking monk. The Buddhist temple can own part of the land. Tanji has left enough land for the monks to grow vegetables for self-sufficiency, and the rest is given to the people who reclaimed the wasteland.

    He also persuaded those nearby spiritual cultivators who were almost burst with aura because of too much spiritual energy in heaven and earth, hoping that they could help him open a free clinic booth.

    In the early years, there was a lack of spiritual energy in the next three days. After the collapse of the Tianzhu, Jiuzhongtian merged into the land of Kyushu, and the spiritual qi recovered. If you practiced casually, countless spiritual qi would flow into the body, and the spiritual practitioners would be worthless.

    After all, you still have to fight to **** spiritual cultivation. With this time, it is better to cultivate the spiritual energy faster.

    Spiritual practitioners don't need to practice, as long as they lie down, spiritual qi will enter the body, too much spiritual qi cannot be converted into true essence in the body, and they are all in a state of being overwhelmed.

    The ginseng tree that Tan Ji found was as thick as a tree stump. When she saw Tan Ji coming in front of her, she could only move her body awkwardly, losing her original speed and dexterity.

    So Tanji's free clinic opened soon. Five months later, a bustling town appeared around Tanye Temple, which was very different from the original desolation.

    "It's not all good," Tan Ji said, "The town has recently attracted some greedy demon clans, demon clans are good human spirits, the residents of this town have been spiritually cultivated and become fat and white , it is what the demon clan likes, several young and middle-aged people have been lost, and the poor monk is worried."

    "Has it been so long?" Dugu Zhuo was puzzled.

    He has been searching for ten years, and the keyboard and online games have also passed ten years. He thought that the time in the two worlds was the same, but he didn't expect that just five hours had passed here, and five months had passed there.

    "A long time?" Master Tan Ji said.

    "I am here for two and a half hours." Dugu Zhuo automatically converted to the time that Master Tan Ji was familiar with.

    Master Tan Ji thought for a while and said: "Mr. Dugu, the time in a dream can be long or short. Sometimes it is a lifetime, and sometimes a few hours pass, but it is just a moment."

     The dynasty has been changed three or five times; sometimes a day is like a lifetime, and time is not such an unpredictable thing." Tan Ji said.

    "That's right." Dugu Zhuo said.

      Although he has only been in the game world for five hours, his experience seems to be longer than the past ten years.

    "About the demon clan's confusion, what solution does Mr. Dugu have?" Master Tan Ji asked.

    "Unless what?" Tan Ji asked.

    "Unless there is a boundary between heaven and earth, there is a human world dominated by humans, and a demon world dominated by demons. The six tribes have their own boundaries and do not invade each other." Dugu Zhuo said.

    Tan Ji shook her head: "That's hard, the poor monk doesn't have that kind of magic power."

    "Yes, it's just empty talk." Dugu Zhuo said.

    Tan Ji glanced at Dugu Zhuo: "There is no poor monk, and Mr. Dugu may not. According to legend, the double swords of creation are transformed by Pangu's great axe, which has the power to separate the heaven and the earth, if you say The boundary of Kyushu, in the present world, probably only Mr. Dugu can do it."

    "The Two Swords of Creation have..."

    Before Dugu Zhuo finished speaking, Tan Ji suddenly disappeared. The old monk picked up the wooden fish and tapped it lightly.

    Dugu Zhuo walked out of the temple to look at the sun, and it was already the hour.

    After chatting for a while, the night was over.