This is not an MMO game copy

Then, Xia Yan took a deep breath, silently feeling the warmth in his body and every change in himself.

In the game, the strength of the character controlled by the player depends on the numerical value. Even if the character can fly, hide in the sky and dive into the sea in the plot or setting, he will still die at the first touch when faced with numerical crushing.

However, when the settings and data in the original game were transformed into reality, the situation seemed completely different. As for what exactly was different, Xia Yan couldn't explain it at the moment.

But he quickly figured out some differences from the game.

As the sky was getting darker, Xia Yan came to a nearby tree, used his lightness skills to jump to the top of the tree, found a relatively straight branch and broke it off.

Then, holding the branch in his right hand, Xia Yan returned to the open space he had been in before, suppressing the excitement and excitement that kept surging in his heart, as well as the embarrassment caused by the inevitable slightly childish behavior of what he was about to do.

He stood firm on the spot, slowly raised his right hand forward, and the branch in his hand pointed straight in front of him, as if at this moment, what he held in his hand was not a branch, but a peerless sword that had been unsheathed.

"This is a sword, this is a sword, this is a sword..."

Xia Yan also began to mutter to himself, deepening the suggestion that 'the branch in his hand is a sword', and in the process he recalled a certain skill icon in the game, recalling what he absorbed and understood from that corresponding skill icon, and transformed the skills in the game into the real Qingyun Sword Technique.

His expression became increasingly focused.

Until he muttered to himself, his eyes gradually became blank, and he was immersed in some indescribable mood.

The excitement, excitement, embarrassment, and worry that someone would find out what I was doing that had just surged in my heart also subsided.

Then, Xia Yan felt that his mind began to concentrate highly, and everything around him seemed to slow down.

He could clearly feel the flow of air and the warmth in his body, which flowed through his limbs and bones and along his right hand, giving rise to invisible 'aerial roots' that connected to the branch he held in his hand and seeped into the branch he had broken off not long ago.

Xia Yan suddenly had the illusion that the branch had become an extension of his right hand.

Then he realized that this was not an illusion. The warm current in his body... whether it was called true energy or magic power, after it evolved into "air roots" and penetrated into the branches, it "connected" it with his body.

The branch thus became a 'part' of his right hand and even his body.

In this indescribable state of mind, as long as he moves, the branches that have become a "part" of him will be activated by the "aerial roots" to release their inner "power".

If the branches were swords.

So, at this moment, man and sword are one.

Everything inside the sword will be stimulated by the 'qi root'.

such as:

Xia Yan raised his sword and took a step forward.

Along with this action, the sword in his hand - that ordinary branch, the life that had not yet dried up inside suddenly became active.

The leaves on the branches became greener, the bark on the branches became tougher... until a pale green glow emanated from the inside out.

It's said to be late, but it's almost there.

The next moment Xia Yan took a step forward, his figure instantly blurred and disappeared from the spot, leaving only a hint of green rainbow light, which extended several feet away in an instant.

Then, in the fading rainbow light, Xia Yan stood firm several feet away, holding the branch in his hand, and slowly turned around and looked back.

Suddenly, an unusually straight, shallow ditch appeared on the ground behind him.

The ditch began where he had been standing.

The end of the ditch was now beneath his feet.

"Guanhong."

Xia Yan let out a breath and said the name of the game skill that turned into the real Qingyun Sword Technique. He raised the branch in his hand, which now looked even greener and tougher, as if he was holding a peerless sword, and he would be the leader of the sword.

(PS: I'm back, new book uploaded, please add it to your collection...

Also, the previous book and the one before that were both terrible. The previous book was terrible because of the writing, and the previous one was terrible because of the coding. I won't be returning to the sequel. I'm really sorry to all the readers who have been following me all this time (＞人＜；) I'm sorry... Now I don't dare to make any promises about this book anymore. I just hope that everything can go well (。?＿?。)ノI'm sorry~

Then, let me say something else. Although I have already mentioned it in the group, I still want to mention it. Originally, it was agreed that the new book would restart the name "Charlotte", but... the name "Xia Yao" in the previous book had collapsed before, and "Charlotte" had collapsed before. With all the lessons and problems in the previous book and the book before that, I am now numb and dare not use a name that has collapsed, so I just changed the name orz...

Anyway, that's it, a new book is just around the corner. Please add it to your collections and keep me posted - God, please let me finish this book smoothly. I don't want to have a sudden bloodbath again!)

First copy: 1. Groove Mingshi (5k+)

After nightfall.

Xia Yan walked on the street with mixed feelings, looking blankly at the people coming and going around him, and the hustle and bustle of traffic on the motorway next to him during the evening rush hour.

Looking around, everything seemed no different from what he remembered.

But he silently felt the current circulating through his body, flowing through his limbs, bones, and internal organs. He didn't know whether to call it true energy, or magic power, or, according to the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao exercises in the original IP novel, the warm current of Tai Chi Yuan Qi...

...and recalling those role-playing game skills from an MMO, which were transformed into real techniques, sword techniques, and spells for cultivating immortals.

And after concentrating, the only thing visible to me is the severely incomplete 'game interface'.

All of this told Xia Yan that the present was very different from what he remembered.

This made him a little overwhelmed for a moment, as he had just recently been in an empty lot in the suburbs, experiencing the "plug-ins" and "benefits" after traveling through time with both excitement and a bit of a childishness.

After all, after getting over the initial excitement and second-year energy, he became confused about his future in this new world line.

If it weren't for the extraordinary power that came with the golden finger, Xia Yan felt that even in this new world line, his future would probably not change much from before he traveled through time.

Now, is he still willing to live an ordinary life like before he traveled through time?

Xia Yan didn't know.

He felt very uncertain.

With a sharp weapon in hand, he naturally felt the urge to kill... He didn't think he was immune to this.

If you let yourself experience the plots of those urban cultivation or urban supernatural novels.

Well, it’s better to live an ordinary life like an ordinary person.

Xia Yan thought confusedly.

At the same time, all kinds of cool novels on urban supernatural powers, urban cultivation, etc. from the ancient online literature period before the time travel, such as pure school beauties, beautiful CEOs, wealthy wives... the routine heroes saving beauties, the same old acupuncture to save people, picking up artifacts by picking up bargains at street stalls... all kinds of content and settings that were later classified as the development of the Long Aotian plot began to emerge in his mind one by one.

Afterwards, Xia Yan felt goose bumps all over his body because of some imaginative plots in his mind. His scattered thoughts couldn't help but think about what materials the kidneys of the Long Aotian-style protagonists in those ancient urban superpowers, urban cultivation themes, etc. were made of.

Wait until you come to your senses again.

Xia Yan found himself walking past the bus stop on his way back to school without realizing it.

"Grass (a kind of plant~)"

After slapping his forehead in frustration, Xia Yan quickly turned around, stomped his feet and was about to use his lightness skills to rush back, but just as he instinctively circulated the Tai Chi energy in his body and a visible airflow was about to surround him.

The night scene of the modern streets that came into his eyes made him shudder suddenly, and he subconsciously restrained and stopped the flow of vital energy in his body.

So, at the moment when he was about to explode, Xia Yan forcibly stopped performing his Qinggong. He stumbled, lost his balance, leaned forward and fell flat on his face.

"Hey~"

Then he quickly got up from the ground, feeling a fear in his heart that he didn't even understand, and looked around quickly.

All was calm.

Obviously, it was not uncommon for someone to trip and fall on the street, and no one would look at them strangely or surprised. This made Xia Yan feel like a complete idiot.

At this moment, he was extremely sure that in his heart, for some reason, he was deeply afraid that others would know that he possessed extraordinary powers. He was worried about becoming the focus of public attention. However, deep in his heart, he had a vague fantasy of showing off in front of others and was worried about losing everything.

Xia Yan took a few deep breaths and recalled the experiences and lessons he had learned from the harsh beatings he had suffered from society before crossing over, in order to calm himself down.

What the hell am I worrying about! ?

Then, after secretly cursing himself in his heart, Xia Yan walked back while thinking.

When he returned to the bus stop, relying on his experience of being beaten by society before traveling through time, as well as his experience of reading various online novels, he probably figured out the reason for his fear of loss and gain.

To put it simply, the extraordinary power he possesses now comes from the cultivation of the Qingyun Sect disciple character in the MMO game. It is not the result of his down-to-earth practice for dozens or even dozens of years, but is bestowed upon him by the golden finger after the time travel, the incomplete 'game interface'.

As for the level of cultivation bestowed upon him...

...Let me put it this way, the ultimate skill of [Lei Qingyun] in the Qingyun Sect character class branch in the game is the most famous [Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Art] in the original novel.

And as long as the skill is not on cooldown and there are enough casting resources, it can be used at will.

But in the original novel, there are not many people in the entire Qingyun Sect who can use the [Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Art]. In the early Seven Clans Martial Arts Competition, the heroine, who has the cultivation level of the eighth level of the Jade Purity Realm of the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao, has to rely on the magic sword [Tianya], a Nine Heavens Divine Weapon-level magic weapon, to barely use it. It is also clearly mentioned that if [Tianya] is not suitable for performing the [Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Art], it will continuously absorb and share the gathered power of heaven and earth during the period. Not only will the heroine be unable to perform it, but she will even be killed by the backlash of [Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Art].

The head of the Qingyun Sect in the Shangqing Realm of the Taiji Xuanqing Dao can easily perform and control the [Divine Sword Controlling Thunder True Art] even without a magical sword like the [Tianya] that is at the level of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon.

Therefore, if the golden finger after time travel replaces the character skills in the game with the corresponding settings of the same level of cultivation, Xia Yan should now theoretically have the cultivation level of the Shangqing realm of Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao.

Relying on the 'knowledge' and 'instinct' instilled by the skill icons on the 'game interface', he can control the skills gained through 'initiation', but in the end, there is inevitably a sense of unease and unreality, and he cannot truly control them as he pleases.

It can also be said that his game character in that MMO materialized and merged with himself after traveling through time, causing him to fall into a conflict between the worldview and cognition of an ordinary person and the cultivation and instinctive reactions of a cultivator, two different "identities".

But for the time being, Xia Yan had no idea how to solve the problem. He didn't even dare to apply his experience in dealing with related problems in various online novels before his time travel.

If he messes around and becomes possessed, then he will have nowhere to cry and no one will be able to help him.

"Ugh."

After figuring out the reason, Xia Yan couldn't help but sigh. He got on the next bus and randomly picked a seat next to the window. He quietly looked out the window at the colorful city night scene and fell into his initial confusion again.

Even after he got off the car and walked towards the school gate which had not yet closed, he still couldn't figure out what he would do in the 'future' after traveling through time. He walked through the school gate in a daze towards the boys' dormitory area.

then.

[…Sizzle…]

Along with a piercing electric sound, the 'game interface' that only he could see suddenly popped up a distorted box as if a display error had occurred.

Ok?

Xia Yan blinked.

Then, in the blink of an eye, the distorted box that popped up gradually stabilized, and the word "Copy" appeared in the upper left corner, but a garbled code appeared in the middle of the box.

Is this the dungeon team matching function in the game?

After a moment of hesitation, Xia Yan's line swept to the bottom of the box and saw that in addition to the two big words "Copy" in the upper left corner, there was another thing in the entire box that was not garbled.

That's the [Start Matching] button in the dungeon team matching function in the game...it looks like it needs to be clicked to be activated.

Uh, could this be it?

Xia Yan's expression changed, he raised his hand to press it, but it was empty. He suddenly realized that the game interface of this MMO was not the same as the second-hand game on the touch-screen phone. Without a mouse pointer, he couldn't interact with the buttons on it.

"Wait, fuck..."

The next moment, Xia Yan's voice stopped abruptly, and he disappeared from the campus without a trace.

……

……

Not cold, but very dark, and also very trembling...

This is how Xia Yan feels now.

When he saw the 'game interface' that only he could see, and the box for the dungeon team matching function in the MMO game suddenly popped up, and the [Start Matching] button was also activated, he immediately realized that something fucked up might be going on.

When Xia Yan realized that he couldn't interact with the [Start Matching] button at all, he was about to curse when everything in front of him instantly fell into darkness.

He felt as if he was being pulled over by some invisible force and fell into a drum washing machine, shaking, tumbling, and swinging in the high-speed rotation... shaking back and forth, as if his whole body was about to fall apart.

But not long after, Xia Yan, feeling extremely dizzy, saw a sudden burst of strong light that broke through the darkness around him.

Then, a fresh air filled with a strong chill came over him, causing him to shiver on the spot. The dizziness lingering in his head also disappeared under the stimulation of this chill.

After adjusting to the light in front of him, Xia Yan opened his mouth wide, hugged his arms with both hands, and squeezed out a word from between his teeth while shivering.

"Grass (a kind of plant~)"

At this moment, the scenery he saw before his eyes was no longer the path with a row of trees on both sides leading to the boys' dormitory area after entering the school gate.

Xia Yan found himself on a plank road.

However, compared to the usually narrow plank roads in his impression, the plank road under his feet was surprisingly spacious. Even if a King drove up, it would not seem crowded.

As for why he thought that the overly wide road under his feet was a plank road?

It's very simple. The ground is paved with thick wooden planks. Each plank is long enough to serve as a beam. The wooden plank bridge is close to the red rock and is located on a cliff.

At the same time, there was no fence protection in front of him. Looking out, he could see the endless sea. On his left, he could also see a broken bridge, and next to it was a pile of snow formed into a small hill.

Then, the bone-chilling wind blowing on his face made Xia Yan realize that this was definitely not a dream.

What exactly is this place?

The nearby scenery didn't seem to match the copy in the MMO game he knew.