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Chapter 158 Let's Call You Zhang San
It's not that Zhu Jue can't understand his thoughts.

After all, some aspects of cultivation are really dull and boring.

Especially for these npcs, it is the real cultivation.

However, after thousands of years of practice, only a rare genius can set foot on the immortal way and truly live forever.

In the end, most people just turned into handfuls of yellow sand and dissipated in the world, not even a name left.

The so-called Dao is ruthless, nothing more than that.

Perhaps there are also many people who gave up on the way and used the remaining hundreds of years of life to spend a lifetime of wandering.

But a person like him who was born in a sacred place with strict discipline has almost no freedom at all, and can only be forced to practice all the time.

If you don't desire these things yourself, you will indeed suffer.

However, Zhu Jue could better understand the actions of the people in the Holy Land.

After the golden core, monks can enter the bigu period.

You only need to absorb spiritual energy to survive in the world. Eating whole grains will only produce impurities, which are of no benefit to practice.

The same goes for sleep.

The body is washed by spiritual energy every day, and the energy and spirit of a cultivator are already comparable to others, and there is no need to sleep to restore physical strength.

Sleeping is just a waste of time, most monks will not waste precious time on sleep.

Moreover, the Holy Land is the highest-level training place among the mortal world, representing the supreme status and power.

Nature also occupies the vast majority of resources in the world.

Even the players would be envious of the opportunity to enter the Holy Land to practice.

As for Zhang Sirui, the Holy Son of the Holy Land, the resources he obtained were as immeasurable as the water droplets in the ocean.

Even if it is one thousandth of it, it is a blessing that monks outside can't get through thousands of years of fighting.

This kid actually has the face to complain here?

I really don't know how to be blessed when I am in the blessing.

Many people want to have this kind of "difficult" opportunity, but they never have such a great opportunity in their whole life.

As for him, he had such a big advantage when he debuted, and he sneaked out to complain everywhere.

It's true that people are more dead than people, and goods are thrown away.

Of course, the players didn't have such a hard time.

The upgrade speed is not comparable to those of the utility npc.

Basically do tasks around and visit the scenery, and it takes at most five or six years to reach the full level, which is the period of crossing the catastrophe.

Those who are diligent will get on much faster.

Of course, in order to balance the concept of time, a few years in the real world is equivalent to thousands of years in the game world.

The time span will be scheduled by the version update.

Although each version update is only a few hours of work for these players.

But in the game world, hundreds and thousands of years have really passed.

These times are just fleeting in the eyes of the players, but the world of "The Road to Heaven" is evolving at an accelerated rate. For the npcs, this is the time that they really experience.

Therefore, there will be a bunch of strong players in a short period of time among players, so that they will not appear too abrupt in this world.

Zhu Jue let Zhang Sirui spit out bitterness, while he stood aside, silently manipulating his cultivation to turn off his hearing.

Sometimes he nodded perfunctorily at him, but his thoughts had already flown to the distant place.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Sirui finally finished speaking.

Patting Zhu Jue on the shoulder, he expressed relief, "Thank you, you are willing to listen to me for so long."

"I've never talked to anyone about this before, and I feel a lot better."

Sensing that Zhu Jue didn't respond, Zhang Sirui noticed something strange, "Huh? Why don't you speak, hello."

"Hey, open my ears!"

Seeing Zhang Sirui's waving hand, Zhu Jue withdrew his thoughts.

Taking advantage of the situation, he unblocked his hearing, "Oh, you're done."

"When did you start to bother listening to me?"

"We should go."

"Don't answer the question, please answer my question directly."

"Going on like this, I don't think it will take more than a month to get there."

"Ignore me? Are you ignoring? Did you just ignore me?"

"..."

"Say something, you!"

Seeing that Zhu would never pay attention to him, Zhang Sirui couldn't help but sighed, "Which of us is the employer and who is the guard, why do I feel like I've switched?"

Zhu Jue said silently, "Don't care about these details."

"It's not a matter of details, is it? I spent money!"

"Aren't we friends? Does the relationship between you and me have to be so finely divided? To mention money is to tarnish this friendship!"

Zhang Sirui showed shock, "Is that so? I'm really sorry."

……

The moon sets and the sun rises, and a new day begins.

Zhang Sirui finally recovered from yesterday's blow.

However, after slowing down, he changed back to his old self.

After walking for about an hour, there was a posture of collapsing to the ground.

Seeing this trend, Zhu Jue took the initiative to say: "Zhang San, I advise you not to do this again."

Zhang Sirui suddenly stabilized his figure, looked around and pointed to his face.

"Zhang San, are you calling me?"

Zhu Jue nodded, "Sirui also means three in another language of my hometown. I think Zhang San is also very suitable for you."

In addition, Zhang San also meant an outlaw, so he naturally didn't describe it too much.

Just let Zhang Sirui use this as a title between his companions.

And he seems to have a very applicable appearance, "Well, although it doesn't sound very good, it's the first time someone has given me a nickname."

"Okay, then I will make an exception and allow you to call me Zhang San."

"If you don't allow it, I will bark too." Zhu Jue's reply was very ruthless.

Zhang Sirui looked at Zhu Jue, eager to try, "Then I will give you a nickname, which is enough to symbolize the friendship between you and me."

"Just call you...Zhu Zai?"

"Go away, you're the piggy."

"Little Zhu?"

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"Zhu Bajie?"

Zhu Jue grabbed the collar of Zhang Sirui's chest suddenly, and said in a very bad tone, "I'll kill you, really."

"I was wrong, sorry."

"Zhang San quickly follow up, don't be lazy." Zhu Jue walked quickly.

Zhang Sirui followed slowly, and complained by the way, "Why do you have a nickname, it's not fair."

"The world is full of injustice."

"It's not right, who of the two of us is the employer and who is the guard, why do I feel that something is wrong."

"do not mind the details."

"Didn't I spend money?"

"Don't tell me the relationship between you and me has to be so finely divided? You actually mentioned money, you are tarnishing this pure friendship!"

"I'm sorry... wait a minute, how do you feel where you heard this sentence before?"

"Your illusion."

"No, you seem to have said this just now."

"We should go."

"Don't answer the question, answer my question!"

"Going on like this, I don't think it will take more than a month to get there."

"Ignore me? Are you ignoring? You just ignored me, right? Hey, I seem to have said that too."

"..."

"Don't be silent, tell me something!"

(End of this chapter)