Bearing the blue sky

Chapter 259 Hibernation! The simulation begins again!

Zhu Ge practiced until he was drenched in sweat, his clothes soaked through, but the excitement in his eyes grew stronger and stronger.

After finishing the "Po Jun" technique, he put away his staff, stood up, and let out a long breath.

His arms trembled slightly, a lingering effect of overexertion, but every cell in his body seemed to be cheering.

This stick fighting technique is excellent!

He closed his eyes, feeling the slight tremor emanating from the Purgatory Star Staff.

Within the staff, various forces intertwined, slowly merging under the guidance of blood energy, literary energy, and witchcraft, gradually becoming indistinguishable from one another.

"This is my style of stick fighting." Zhu Ge's lips curled up slightly: "Unconventional and inclusive."

He put away the Purgatory Star Staff, glanced at the high-level rice plant, then left his own realm and returned to the carriage.

The True Lord of Annihilation was dozing with his eyes closed when he heard the noise and opened them a crack.

"How's the training going?"

"I've practiced everything." Zhu Ge sat down, picked up the teapot on the table, poured herself a glass of water, and gulped it down.

"You've practiced them all?" The Annihilation True Monarch was somewhat surprised and raised an eyebrow.

The carriage continued on its way.

The wheels crunched over the gravel, making a squeaking sound.

Liu Jianjian rode her horse beside her, occasionally humming a tune that was out of tune.

Zhu Sisi was asleep, resting on her shoulder, with a mulberry leaf still in her mouth.

The celebration songs never stopped.

He sat cross-legged in the carriage, closed his eyes, and continued to mentally rehearse the fusion of staff techniques.

After an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes and glanced out the window.

The carriage was traveling through a hilly area, with rolling mountains in the distance and lush vegetation nearby.

Liu Jianjian rode her bamboo horse, idly counting the clouds in the sky.

Zhu Sisi was still sleeping on her shoulder, and finally swallowed the half mulberry leaf in her mouth.

It's time to refine it with water — Zhu Ge snapped back to reality.

Since mastering the Wind Refinement Technique, his physical body has become as hard as a Yuan-level weapon, and attacks from ordinary third-realm demonic beasts cannot even break through his skin.

However, the water refinement of the "Great Sun Glass Body" has only just begun, and it is still far from being perfected.

Upon entering this world, the fragrance of rice remains.

Zhu Ge walked to the irrigation ditch beside the Ling rice field.

This irrigation canal was built by the immortal Hongmi Daxian, who used spiritual spring water to irrigate the rice paddies. The water is clear and filled with spiritual energy.

He took off his outer robe, planted the Purgatory Star Staff on the shore, took a deep breath, and stepped into the water.

He stopped when the water reached his waist.

The water-refining method of the "Great Sun Glass Body" emphasizes tempering the entire body with water pressure.

Still water has the lowest water pressure, making it suitable for beginners, while deep pools have higher water pressure, making them suitable for advanced users.

The immense water pressure of great rivers is suitable for deep-sea training, while places like the deepest ocean abyss are the ultimate tempering ground.

He is still in the beginner stage. The water depth of Lingquan Canal is just above waist level, and the water pressure is neither too high nor too low.

Zhu Ge closed his eyes, and his soul left his body.

The giant, egg-shaped red soul floated above the water, looking down at its physical body.

The body slowly sank into the spiritual spring until the water covered the top of the head.

He used the water refining technique to guide the spiritual energy in the spring water to seep into his skin, flesh, bones, and genitals.

Instantly, pain struck.

pain.

It hurts so much!

It wasn't the sharp, knife-like pain of wind-refining, but a dull ache from the inside out, as if an invisible hand was kneading his internal organs.

Although the water pressure was not high, the spiritual energy in the spring water was much "heavier" than that in ordinary water. Every drop of water seemed to carry a trace of spiritual pressure, squeezing his body.

"Fifty breaths," Zhu Ge silently counted in his mind.

This is the timeframe he set for himself.

Feng Lian took a long time, from initially taking only a few breaths to later taking dozens of breaths.

Water refining is more difficult than air refining because water pressure is everywhere and there is nowhere to escape.

Fifty breaths later, he returned his soul to its place and stood up from the water.

"call"

Zhu Ge let out a long breath, feeling as if her body had been wrung out like a towel, with every muscle trembling slightly.

But the feeling wasn't unpleasant; instead, it was a kind of indescribable sense of clarity.

Water tempering is not about destroying the body, but about tempering its resilience.

The wind tempered him, making him hard; the water tempered him, making him flexible.

The combination of the two is the true balance of strength and gentleness.

He put on his robes and was preparing to practice again when suddenly a throbbing sensation ran through his mind.

It was a familiar yet mysterious feeling.

The performance simulator is about to start.

Two more days? Zhu Ge felt a chill run down her spine.

It has to be said that now, whether it's [Kunpeng], [Spider], or [Hidden], they are all very useful to him.

"I need to prepare properly and greet the Annihilation True Lord."

Zhu Ge takes this matter very seriously.

So, over the next two days, he dealt with the various Great Realm and Fusion Realm beings who came to learn, and then began to prepare for the simulation.

The time had come, and within his own realm, he closed his eyes.

As consciousness sank into his mind, the simulator's interface slowly appeared.

[Survival of the Fittest Simulator Now Open!]

The theme of this strengths and weaknesses simulation is: Hibernation.

[Number of simulation attempts remaining: 5]

[Would you like to begin this simulation?]

"Yes."

You are a loach, born in a murky pond.

The pond was small, only a few dozen feet in circumference, with a thick layer of black mud at the bottom and withered leaves and algae floating on the surface. Dozens of your kind, large and small, burrowed in and out of the mud, vying for the limited food.

Your body is slender, only two inches long, and entirely grayish-brown, almost blending into the mud at the bottom of the pool. You have no sharp teeth, no hard shell, and no venom.

Your only talent is burrowing into the mud; when danger arises, you can dive headfirst into the mud and escape most predators.

Your choice is—

[First, they compete with their own kind for food, growing rapidly.]

Second, find a secluded corner in the pond and forage for food alone.

Third, dive into the deepest part of the silt to reduce activity and energy expenditure.

As Zhu Ge looked at the three options, the theme of "hibernation" came to mind.

In the last simulation, he chose to "stop absorbing nutrients and enter a deeper state of hibernation," which resulted in him gaining [Endurance] and [Resilience], and he finally emerged from his cocoon.

Are loach eggs and beetle eggs different?

Loaches are capable of movement, but their small size dictates that they cannot be too flamboyant.

"Choose three," Zhu Ge decided.

Drill into the deepest part of the silt to reduce activity and energy expenditure.

Since we are weak, we should not contend with the strong.

You flicked your tail and plunged headfirst into the deep mud. The mud was black and sticky, completely enveloping your body.

You cease moving, cease foraging, and simply lie dormant in the darkness. Your breathing slows, your heartbeat weakens, and your physical exertion reaches its minimum.

The other loaches in the pond are still fighting for food. Some are snatched away by water birds, some are eaten by frogs, and some are tearing each other apart over territory. But you, deep in the mud, remain unharmed. Gain the trait: Mud Concealment.