Swallowing the Stars: The cheat system only comes when I'm almost a god?

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Lin Yuan: ?

[Gu Xun'er: ?]

Ye Fan: ?

……

The group members had completely lost interest in listening to Han Li's reasons. Regardless of whether what he said was true or false, it was certain that the Time Dao Ancestor had a lot of good stuff. Even if they didn't become friends with him, maintaining a trading relationship within the group was quite good.

Their attention was now entirely focused on the sudden system message.

[Lin Yuan: @Meng Qi, what's going on? Didn't the Celestial Venerable of Morality tell Old Zhang to try and receive his inheritance? How come he's suddenly gone?]

Meng Qi: I...I don't know either!

[Meng Qi: How about I ask Laozi next time I get dragged to the Tushita Palace for tea?]

The world of "Covering the Sky," the ancient star of the Big Dipper, the northern wilderness of the East.

Ye Fan, who had just extracted a large sum of resources from the Holy City, was burning with rage.

Although Zhang Zhiwei's strength was no longer as great as his, the secret techniques of Longhu Mountain that Zhang Zhiwei taught him helped him a lot in the early stages. He was still using the Golden Light Mantra and the Five Thunder Orthodox Method, which could become stronger as his life cultivation improved.

Ye Fan truly respected the Old Celestial Master as a qualified senior brother. Think about it, in the memory dungeon, which of his brothers didn't have a highlight in their lives? But this time, the other party had only been separated for less than half a month when he perished, and it just so happened that he came to his world to attend a gathering!

"I, Ye Hei, would never betray my friends!"

He felt like tearing Meng Qi to pieces. He suspected that Meng Qi had accidentally revealed the existence of the chat group. Otherwise, with the blocking function, those big shots wouldn't have bothered to go through his memories.

"Phew... Calm down!" He silently recited a calming mantra to soothe his mind. "The Three Pure Ones are not someone Meng Qi can withstand, and we'll have to find out the specifics of what happened..."

After a long period of mental preparation, he was able to calmly continue sending messages.

[Ye Fan: @Meng Qi, don't wait until next time, find a way to see Laozi now. He's a powerful being from the other side who controls time and space; I don't believe he can't save my senior brother.]

[Ye Fan: Even if the inheritance failed, the person should have been sent back. Why did they suddenly perish?]

In the world of the Supreme Being, within the Six Doors, Meng Qi sat in his room with a worried expression.

The feeling of being fully conscious on stage, yet being able to watch his body being controlled by others, was terrifying, and he still feels lingering fear.

To ask him to take the initiative to seek an audience with the Three Pure Ones? To be honest, he wouldn't dare!

But the charm of the Mang Jingang lies in this: he may be terrified, but when it comes to taking responsibility, he will never back down.

[Meng Qi: Everyone, please wait for my news. I hope you won't burn paper money for me.]

[Lin Yuan: Rest in peace!]

[Shi Hao: Rest in peace!]

……

Meng Qi: Senior Brother Zhang, you...

[Zhang Zhiwei: What's wrong, Xiao Meng? Being all coy isn't like you, a real tough guy.]

Meng Qi: It's nothing...

After what seemed like a long struggle, Meng Qi finally asked that question.

[Meng Qi: Senior brother, do you... want to become the Moral Celestial Venerable?]

boom!

As soon as Xiao Meng finished speaking in the world of Under One Person, Zhang Zhiwei felt as if he was enveloped in great terror. He couldn't stop sweating and staggered out of the room, looking up at the sky.

His vision couldn't penetrate the layers of clouds, but he had a feeling that there was a god high above him looking down at him from beyond the sky!

The thought had barely crossed his mind when, after a dizzying moment, Zhang Zhiwei found that his surroundings had completely changed!

The houses on Longhu Mountain disappeared, and the surrounding clouds and mist swirled, revealing a celestial palace.

An open Bagua furnace stood ahead, with a faintly glowing pill floating in mid-air. An old Taoist priest with white hair and beard occasionally cast a profound spell, while two young Taoist boys fanned the fire. The scene alone was breathtaking.

The Celestial Venerable of Morality personally refined the elixir; this is not something an ordinary person can witness.

But Zhang Zhiwei only felt the chill intensify!

He could see clearly that the pill contained a scene of a cosmic galaxy; the other party was actually using the entire universe to refine the pill!

Most importantly, a familiar aura emanated from one corner of the Golden Core.

That's Earth!

He lived on Earth in the world of Under One Person for over a hundred years!

People often say that true Taoist practitioners are self-serving. This Taoist master cultivates his own path, and he only responds to all the disturbances of the outside world with four words: "Who cares? It has nothing to do with me!"

But Zhang Zhiwei hasn't become an immortal yet!

He is the old rascal who would drug his beloved disciple to ensure Zhang Chulan's victory in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony;

He was Zhang Zhiwei, who, when the country was in turmoil, would follow his master down the mountain with a whisk to show off his skills to the Japanese invaders.

He descended from Longhu Mountain in a rage after his junior brother Tian, ​​who had been by his side for a hundred years, was murdered, and swept through the entire Quanxing sect of Tiantong Daoist!

Lao Tzu!

The existence before them is undoubtedly one of the most sublime beliefs of those who cultivate the Tao.

Zhang Zhiwei knew perfectly well that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make the other party move an inch.

But his world is being refined by it!

He cannot back down now!

He performed a standard Taoist kowtow: "This humble student, Zhang Zhiwei, greets the Supreme Taoist Ancestor. Please forgive my offense!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Zhiwei charged straight towards the Golden Core stage, declaring, "I am willing to go to the end with this world!"

Crashing through it is to create a path for their own world!

The people of Tiantong are no less capable than others!

But just five meters away from the Bagua Furnace, Zhang Zhiwei felt as if he had stepped into an invisible swamp, bound by an invisible force.

It can see, smell, and hear, but it cannot move!

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He could only watch helplessly as the world was turned into a pill!

Before long, the golden pill shone brightly. Laozi, who had been facing away from him, waved his whisk, and the pill instantly flew into the purple-gold gourd in his hand.

Zhang Zhiwei thought his world was completely gone. Having lived for over a hundred years and cultivated his meditation skills to the point of being indifferent to worldly things, a single, murky tear finally rolled down his cheek.

Golden Horn and Silver Horn pulled him outside, and while they were at it, they stuffed the purple-gold gourd containing the golden pill into his arms.

Reaching a side hall, the two men looked at Zhang Zhiwei with puzzled expressions: "Young Master, why are you crying?"

"I'm not some young master!" Zhang Zhiwei suddenly stood up, his tone unusually cold.

"I used to be just an ordinary old Taoist priest, but I guess I won't be anymore."

Such immortals who sever all ties of worldly life and emotions are better off not cultivating at all!

Jinjiao and Yinjiao exchanged a glance, then got up and forcefully pressed Zhang Zhiwei down onto the prayer mat.

In the Tushita Palace, they were merely the fire-tending boys of Laozi.

But in the outside world, everyone who is said to be at the peak of their power calls them the Golden Horn Ancestor and the Silver Horn Ancestor.

Although Zhang Zhiwei had already reached the Real Core stage in the Under One Person world and even cultivated the Opening Chapter of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, he could only obediently be manipulated here. Even if he committed suicide, the other party could still save him.

Golden Horn reached into the purple-gold gourd in his arms, poured out the golden elixir, and asked, "Little Master is really cute. You didn't actually think the Great Master had refined your world into a pill, did you?"

"Could it be... that's not how it is?" Zhang Zhiwei was dumbfounded; he seemed to have cried too early.

"Of course not!" Jin Jiao huffed, clearly dissatisfied with the person in front of him for slandering the Master, even though the other party was the Master's chosen successor.

Silver Horn nodded in agreement: "The Great Lord is currently the only powerful being from the Other Shore who remains in this world. All the heavens and myriad realms are under his control. He has more than enough illusory realms to use. How could he be so foolish as to use the territory of the real world to refine pills?"

"oops!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he covered his forehead, groaning and begging for mercy: "My lord, please calm down."

"It's not that the master is confused, it's that I'm confused."

Silver Horn's behavior startled Golden Horn. He couldn't care less about Zhang Zhiwei and immediately knelt down to kowtow to him.

After a long while, whether they realized that the master had forgiven them or not, the two stopped kowtowing and collapsed to the ground.

Seeing the strange look in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes, Jin Jiao, in an attempt to save face, glanced around furtively like a thief, then walked up to him and whispered in his ear:

"The Lord is the most petty of all. Once, a monkey caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace, disregarding the proper procedures. He not only knocked over the furnace but also tripped the lord. Later, when the Heavenly Court was punishing him, the lord took the ox's nose ring and gave the monkey a good whack, giving him a terrible headache!"

"?"

Zhang Zhiwei was full of question marks. He remembered that the Journey to the West he had heard was not like this, but for some reason, the more he listened to this version, the more reasonable it seemed.

But none of that mattered. Seeing that the two seemed to still have the mentality of children, he took out some candied hawthorns and handed them over.

"Hey, we haven't eaten this in hundreds of years!" Golden Horn and Silver Horn's eyes lit up, and they each took a few pieces.

While eating, Silver Horn kept muttering, "The last time we tasted it was when the Master sent us down to the mortal realm on official business. When we asked Old Ox to help us take some, he refused and ended up bringing back just some oranges."

Compared to Silver Horn, who only cared about eating, Golden Horn was much smarter. He pulled Zhang Zhiwei aside and whispered:

"I've been to the mortal realm before, so I know that when you give someone a gift, you always expect something in return. Give me a few more strings of candied hawthorns, and I'll solve any problems you have."

Zhang Zhiwei secretly rejoiced. If he hadn't brought some candied hawthorns for the children at the gathering, he really wouldn't have been able to get information from Jinjiao and Yinjiao, since he himself had to call them "Ancestor."

He then handed out a few more strings of candied hawthorns, before taking the golden pill from before. "I don't know... Brother Golden Horn..."

Faced with the young Taoist priest who only had the intelligence of a child, he really couldn't bring himself to call him "Ancestor".

Fortunately, Jinjiao didn't find anything strange about it. He bowed to Zhang Zhiwei and said, "Young master, you're too kind to call me 'brother.' Just call me Jinjiao."

"Alright, Golden Horn." Zhang Zhiwei nodded. "What did you two mean by what you just said? The Heavenly Venerable didn't...?"

"Of course!" Golden Horn looked at him speechlessly: "The master is refining several illusory worlds into them to enhance the foundation and upper limit of that world, so that you will feel more comfortable cultivating in a familiar environment."

"What are you thinking about? Honestly!"

"That's good, that's good." With a huge weight lifted from his heart, Zhang Zhiwei finally smiled.

Silver Horn, licking his candied hawthorn, asked, "What should we do? Should we wake him up now?"

"Wait a little longer." Jinjiao didn't even turn his head. "The master said to wait until he dies before we talk about it. This will be repeated several times... hundreds or thousands of times, until the original aura of his original world is completely worn away, and only then can he become a true young master."

"good!"

……

And in the chat group.

Lin Yuan and the others had just finished their first grave-crying ceremony for Xiao Meng when he returned directly.

[Meng Qi: The Celestial Venerable ignored me, but a mysterious force told me that this was a normal phenomenon.]

as predicted.

The next second after he finished speaking.

[Ding! Level 2 administrator Zhang Zhiwei's life signature has been re-entered and is loading on the group page.]

[Ding! Level 2 administrator Zhang Zhiwei has died.]

[Ding! Level 2...]

……

Is this... hopping left and right?