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A golden light flashed by, and Qiu Ming appeared in the living room of his home. Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar home, Qiu Ming took a long time to recover.

Sofa, TV, air conditioning, flooring, it's been a long time since he's seen these.

I spent too long in the cartoon world, and Qiu Ming felt that he was a little out of touch with the real world. Standing on the balcony and looking out the window, the familiar traffic and night view full of lights made Qiu Ming feel a little swaying.

Back at the desk, I looked at the download on the computer. This time it took a long time and more than seven hours had passed since the real world. When I entered the world, it was still daytime, and now it was the lights on.

Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, Qiu Ming looked at his image and smiled bitterly. His hair hadn't been cut for more than a year, and his beard had not been shaved for a long time. If he didn't have the Taoist robe on his body, perhaps someone would squat on the street with a bowl, and someone would throw money to him.

Qiu Ming calmed down and went to take a hot shower. It was more comfortable to shower. The bathtub used in Shangqingguan could only cross his legs, which made Qiu Ming very uncomfortable.

With a bath towel around, Qiu Ming sat in front of the computer. The download speed was too slow, and perhaps it was related to too many cartoons.

Looking at the book on the table, it was the page of "The Taoist Priest of Laoshan". The illustration was not Wang Shouzhong penetrated the wall, but a Taoist Priest who was rushing on the flying sword. This Taoist Priest was Qiu Ming's master Liu Ruozhuo.

Qiu Ming showed a smile, and waved his hand, and the book turned into a golden light and penetrated into his body. He closed his eyes and "seeed" the golden page.

The main task is completed, evaluation ★★★☆, rewards can be drawn

The three-and-a-half-star evaluation made Qiu Ming more satisfied. He looked at the lottery plate, which had three blank spaces, one character and six items.

The character is a little Taoist boy with his fingers in his mouth. Isn’t it Sun Fengzhen, a greedy little guy who has not yet recognized a word, but the master said that Sun Fengzhen’s talent will have a very high achievement in the future as a preservation photon.

A sword looks very similar to the flying sword used by Baoguangzi, maybe it is that one.

A wine pot, Qiu Ming looked carefully. Isn’t this the Qiankun Bagua pot? The magical kettle that Qiu Ming likes very much. With this, Qiu Ming felt that he would no longer lack water.

The two books are also unable to see the handwriting on the covers clearly, and do not know what it is.

A very familiar small box should contain gold ingots. This one is completely useless to Qiu Ming, and he doesn't lack this anymore.

There is also a cushion embroidered with a gossip pattern, which looks very much like the one that the master sat while practicing. It is said that he can calm his mind and avoid the demons in his heart.

Except for the Taoist boy and the small box of gold ingots, Qiu Ming thought that any of the other ones could be won. This draw is very impressive.

“Start the lottery.”

The arrow rotated rapidly, and Qiu Ming's eyes were always staring at him.

Congratulations on drawing the Qiankun Bagua Pot.

The Qiankun Bagua Pot is really good, it is indeed something Qiu Ming wants very much.

I silently recited the reward and received a simple wine pot with unknown patterns on it appeared in Qiu Ming's hand, and I couldn't tell what material it was.

Qiu Ming had already known the use of this wine pot. The base can be rotated. Every time a scale is turned, the liquid stored in different spaces is poured out.

After trying it, there was only one kind of wine in it, which seemed to be the kind that Qiu Ming had drunk in Taoist temples, and it was also the kind of wine that the master liked the most.

After putting away the Qiankun Bagua Pot, Qiu Ming placed an order online and ordered a truck of buckets of water. Someone would deliver it tomorrow morning. He habitually recited the "Shangqing Dadong True Sutra" and then began to recite the Heart Sutra silently.

When it was dawn, Qiu Ming opened the door and walked to the rooftop. A lock locked the door of the rooftop. Qiu Ming did not destroy the lock, but shook his hand and took out a wall-through talisman.

"Empty as the law!"

He took off the talisman paper that had lost its spiritual power from his body, put it in a ball and stuffed it into his pocket, Qiu Ming sat cross-legged on the rooftop and began to practice the family-born martial arts.

As Qiu Ming breathed, the unknown force in his body moved to the meridians throughout his body and slowly grew. However, until the sun rose, Qiu Ming did not get a trace of purple air. This time he practiced, he entered the country much slower than in the world of Taoist priests in Laoshan.

No wonder the legendary senior masters are in the deep mountains and forests. In this city, there are many tall buildings and turbid air, which is not suitable for practicing qi.

After spending a wall-walking talisman again, Qiu Ming returned to the corridor. Instead of going home, he went downstairs to the breakfast shop he liked to go to very much.

"Young man, what performance art are you still playing with? Why are you still wearing this kind of wig?" The breakfast shop owner looked like he didn't know much about the young people's ideas.

He clearly remembered seeing this guy the day before yesterday, wearing this hat and shaved his head, and also said that it was a performance art. In his opinion, these so-called performance art are just idle and messing around.

Look at this now, even if you have to wear a wig, you don’t have to be so ugly.

"Yes, I'll do it when I look back." Qiu Ming didn't explain much, and he would just cut it off after a while. He was still used to short hair.

"Wow, buddy, how long has it been since you cut your hair? Are you an art-oriented person and go through decadent flow?" The barber chatted while fiddling with Qiu Ming's hair.

"I went to the mountainous area for more than a year and I've only come back now. I don't have time to cut my hair. Just cut it like this. I'll have something to do later." Qiu Ming pointed to a picture on the wall.

While chatting with him (it is said to prevent the guests from falling asleep), the barber quickly cut Qiu Ming's hair. After seeing Qiu Ming leave, he quickly packed up the hair on the ground.

I don’t know how to keep such a good hair quality. I’m going to make a wig, so many people must like it. But in which mountainous area does this kid eat and what kind of hair quality can be so good?

"Brother, where are the water discharged?" asked the water sender.

"Terminate to the basement of Building 6." Qiu Ming had just rented the basement and spent a little extra money. The contract was signed in less than ten minutes.

When the water delivery person left, Qiu Ming took out the Qiankun Bagua Pot, opened the lid, placed a funnel on it, and began to pour the barrel of water into it.

It took Qiu Ming several hours to fill a hundred barrels of water. Then he started to fill the wine again. The large barrel of high-quality Niu Er spent tens of thousands of yuan on these wines alone.

By the time all these were done, it was already afternoon. Qiu Ming had not had lunch, and he found that he had already habitually stopped eating lunch.

The more than a year of life in Taoist temples has brought him too many changes. Qiu Ming didn’t know whether the cartoon world was real or false.

A book, a page, a world, is this real? If it is false, the changes in the people and things he encountered are real, how can this be false?

Qiu Ming didn't think too much, he believed that one day he would truly understand. The changes that happened to him now will be beneficial to him without any harm.

Didi
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