My cultivation is too warm

Chapter 134 What was I doing back then?
Xu Mo still remembered that when he first came to the Canggu world, he was in a small town called Black Stone City.

The people of Black Stone City are very unfriendly. It is just like the world of cultivation described in the novels of the previous life, extremely dark.

There are four major cultivation families in the city. They fight for resources every day, plotting and scheming, killing people and stealing treasures.

Xu Mo has lived in Black Stone City for nearly ten years, and he lives in fear every day.

Every morning when I wake up, the most common thing I hear is that so-and-so was killed for some reason, and so-and-so was arrested for some reason.

The four great cultivation families are rampant in Black Stone City, and the people dare not speak out. Even if there are foreign cultivators, they have to abide by the rules of the four great families after entering Black Stone City.

The reason is that behind these four major families, there is a big sect backing them.

Xu Mo heard from the residents in the city that those sects were more domineering and more dark within the sects, with conflicts between fellow sect members happening every day.

When those people heard that Xu Mo wanted to join a sect to practice cultivation, they advised him earnestly that instead of joining a sect and not knowing when he might be killed by his fellow disciples, it would be better to be an ordinary person and live a free and easy life.

It’s not easy to survive in the world of cultivation!

Because of his experience in Black Stone City, Xu Mo lived in fear every day as if he was on the edge of an abyss after he joined the Tianxuan Sect's menial work department by chance.

I feel like everyone around me wants to harm me, so I don’t dare to communicate, ask questions, or watch the fun.

He also knew that his choice was particularly stupid.

After all, in an unfamiliar environment, intelligence should come first.

He knew it clearly, but he just didn't dare. He was afraid. What if he accidentally said something wrong, or inquired about information he shouldn't have, or learned something he shouldn't have known, and then was silenced?
He thought that since he already had the immortal fruit, it would not be too late to inquire about those things after he exchanged it for the Tianxuan Order, joined the outer sect, and became a cultivator. At least by then everyone would be a cultivator and their status would be equal, so there would be nothing wrong with exchanging ideas.

After he exchanged the Tianxuan Order and joined the outer sect to start practicing, he felt that since he had the immortal fruit and had plenty of time, he might as well wait for more time to practice and improve his cultivation before communicating with them.

By that time, my cultivation will be strong, so it won’t matter if I say something wrong. At least I will be able to protect myself. Now, don’t worry about other things. The key is to practice well and improve your cultivation.

Yes, that’s right. I’m not scared at all.

In short, it was because of this kind of psychological journey that Xu Mo’s previous aliases were all very homebound. Except for necessary things, they basically never left the house.

It was not until this vest met Elder Ouyang and the senior brothers and sisters from Lingmiao Peak that the psychological shadow he had experienced in Black Stone City was dispelled.

Xu Mo didn't think much about the difference between the customs of the people in Black Stone City and the ancient world he later learned about.

After all, there is a saying that goes, "The emperor is far away and the mountains are high, and poor mountains and bad waters produce unruly people. Where there is light, there is darkness."

Black Stone City is just a remote little town. Isn’t it normal for there to be some dark corners in the harmonious context of the entire ancient world?
Originally, due to his experiences over the years, he had almost forgotten his life in Black Rock City, and just regarded it as an unpleasant memory, putting it in the corner of his mind.

But now, after hearing Senior Brother Wang Er ask him if he wanted to start his training, he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. Somehow, his memories of Black Stone City suddenly came back to him. He stared at Senior Brother Wang Er, eagerly hoping to get an answer from him, hoping that things were not as he imagined.

Otherwise, it would make you look extremely, extremely, extremely stupid.

After hearing his words, Senior Brother Wang Er showed a thoughtful expression, then smiled with sudden enlightenment and said:

"That's right. I almost forgot that not long after you joined the sect, you followed Elder Ouyang and didn't do any other missions."

He then patted his head and said awkwardly, "Besides, these things are usually only accessible to the sect's senior elders. Even if ordinary disciples have completed missions, they don't know the truth. I also heard about it from my parents who are currently having a disagreement with me."

He restrained his expression and said seriously:
"Junior brother, you should also know that our ancient world is generally harmonious and there is no conflict. This is a good thing.

But for those of us who practice cultivation, there is a problem:
That means no one fights anymore, so how can we gain combat experience? We can't just rely on sparring with fellow disciples, right?
After all, sparring and actual combat are two completely different things. Some things can only be understood after experiencing the horror of life and death.

Also, if you haven't experienced the wickedness of human nature and are too naive, that's not a good thing. If it were only in the ancient world, it would be fine, but we still have countless powerful enemies watching us, and those enemies outside won't talk to us morally."

"As for combat experience, it's actually quite easy to solve. Before Ye Wudao Taishang appeared, every once in a while, creatures without intelligence but with only killing instincts would appear in our Taixuan Continent. Everyone could gain combat experience by defeating these creatures.

But if we want to experience the evil of people, it’s different. We can only find a way to arrange it ourselves.”

"The training missions in the Mission Hall are for this purpose. They include defeating those killing creatures. However, we no longer have them in Taixuan Continent. We can only purchase them through channels in other continents, and we have to spend a large amount of resources every year.

In addition, our Mission Hall has built hundreds of cities all over Taixuan Continent, which are specially built and arranged according to the style of the cultivation world of the previous era. Everyone's way of speaking and doing things imitates the people of the previous cultivation era.

The Mission Hall will allow everyone to enter and experience the various aspects of life by issuing tasks.

The people in those cities are all from the Mission Hall and have rich experience in imitation performances. We can also customize different experiences for different disciples according to our own requirements.

If you still feel it is not enough, our sect has many small worlds that can seal a person's memory and let him enter a small world to gain experience. The people in those small worlds are also very experienced in this and will let them experience different lives in accordance with our requirements.

Regarding this point, the Mission Hall has a lot of experience. My suggestion is that we still need to start training missions. Although this will take up a lot of our Wuyou Peak’s resources, it will allow the disciples to grow better. What do you think, Junior Brother?"

After saying this, he suddenly remembered something and reminded them, "Oh, by the way, don't let Nuannuan and Elder Huanhuan know about this. Otherwise, I'm worried that with their temperaments, they won't be able to help but tell the disciples the truth. If that happens, the training will be meaningless."

After hearing what Senior Brother Wang Er said, Xu Mo was silent for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter.

As he laughed, his eyes gradually became moist.

Haha, so that’s how it is. It turns out everything in Black Rock City is fake, and the people around me are just actors.

So, what exactly were the previous accounts of mine doing?
Scare yourself? Compete with the air?
(End of this chapter)