A forum, in the world of a past life, was a place for a group of people to exchange information.

But now that Fang Yuan is in the world of cultivating immortals, if this is the real world, then what is the function of this forum?

If this is the gaming world, then ...... Without too much thought, I found out what was going on.

Looking at the translucent template in front of him, Fang Yuan concentrated his thoughts and silently recited in his heart, "Open the [Immortal Cultivation Forum]".

Immediately, the three modules of [Attribute Panel], [Cultivating Immortals], and [Cultivating Immortal Tips] above the panel quietly disappeared, while the last [Cultivating Immortal Forum] began to change, and soon changed to a new interface.

It's still a translucent template, but the difference is that the text in the center of the template has become a forum.

At the bottom of the forum, words appear from time to time, as if flowing messages slide by.

"There are really people communicating on this forum!"

"How could it be ......"

Seeing the quietly changing text on the template forum, Fang Yuan's mind almost lost his mind.

For a moment, he froze in place, muttering to himself, "This...... What's going on? ”

The previous conjecture was verified at this moment, and the text on the forum explained everything.

Someone communicated on the forum that it was very likely that this was a game world, and he traveled to the game world?

If this is the case, then is the world real or not? Is it a weave of numbers from a piece of code, or is it ......?

Countless thoughts appeared in his mind one after another, making Fang Yuan couldn't help but have a splitting headache.

However, everything was just conjecture, Fang Yuan expelled the complicated thoughts from his mind and stared at the words on the forum.

Try to get more information and information from the text, so as to restore the truth of the matter.

"This ...... What's going on? ”

Fang Yuan's gaze was firmly fixed on the forum, but the strange thing was that he couldn't really see those words.

Every message, as if it had been covered with a veil, was hazy and mysterious, even if his eyes were like a sword, it was difficult to penetrate the thin veil and see what the words were saying.

This forum is true, and the news is not false, but the maddening thing is that it is clearly in front of you, but you can't peek into the secrets.

The news was still sliding, not at all transferred by Fang Yuan's will, nor was it controlled by him.

He could only watch the news slip by, but he couldn't change it.

This feeling of not being in control is very uncomfortable.

After cultivating immortals for so many years, the situation in front of him could be said to be the first time that Fang Yuan had a feeling of powerlessness.

Even when he was weak and faced with difficulties and tribulations, he couldn't think of a way to face them calmly.

"The Great Luo of the Worlds"

And in front of him, he didn't have the slightest solution.

If you can't see the specific content of the forum, you can't know more information, and you can't judge what is going on and what the truth of the matter is.

This made Fang Yuan almost crazy.

However, despite this, he still did not give up, his sharp eyes were like sharp swords, staring at the translucent screen in front of him.

I want to see a reason for this.

As the minutes ticked by, the wind and clouds outside the house changed, the night was shrouded, and the bright moon exuded a cold silver light.

The moon rises in the sky, and everything is silent.

Then another dark cloud appeared, engulfing the bright moon. But soon the clouds cleared again.

Time passes imperceptibly, and it is difficult to notice.

In the quiet room, Fang Yuan was still sitting cross-legged on the futon, and his eyes were still staring at the translucent screen in front of him that only he could see.

Like a sculpture, motionless and tireless.

For several hours, tiny bloodshots appeared in his eyes, and his eyelids were a little swollen.

But Fang Yuan didn't seem to have the slightest feeling.

The time soon came, and the black chickens on Qingmao Mountain also crowed on time.

At this moment, the template in front of me suddenly rippled, and the blurred text was revealed in an instant.

How to pull out the knife and leave the cherry blossoms: "It's time, fellow Daoists, it's time for emo, I'm so sad!" ”

Beihai Zhang Zhenren: "Friends of the Falling Sakura Daoist, how can a person who cultivates immortals emo!" To tell the truth, the old man recently refined a furnace of Desire Breaking Pill, take this pill, you will no longer have desires and feelings, refuse emo, start with drugs! Just ninety-nine-eight, take it home and snap it up! ”

Bingyuan Li Mochou: "Old man Zhang is here to sell again, don't believe it, his medicine treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and after the effect of the medicine is over, it will still be emo!" ”

Mohe old monster: "Yo, listening to what Fairy Li said, do you have a cure there?" ”

Jingwumen Chen Xian: "Manual Aite Beihai Zhang Zhenren, the last time you sold my Jiujiu Aphrodisiac Ten Perfect Great Tonic Pill, the medicinal effect is only three months!" The period of weakness is three years, and there is still a fee of eighty-eighty-eight, profiteers! Three years, do you know how I've spent the past three years? ”

Beihai Zhang Zhenren: "...... (Diving)"

Qingshan Zhenjun: "Aite Ice Plain Li Mochou, what unique skills does Fairy Li have?" ”

Li Kui of Qingshan Sect: "Same Question Plus One"

How to pull out the knife and leave the cherry blossoms: "Plus one"

……

Li Fushang: "Add 10086." ”

Messages kept sliding across the screen, and in less than a minute, dozens of messages were caught by Fang Yuan.

Seeing those messages, as well as the glowing ID, Fang Yuan felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He seems to have returned to his previous life as a surfer on the web.

However, the information was so limited that he couldn't tell what was going on with the words and IDs alone.

The best way to get to know the enemy is to join them.

Fang Yuan was going to test it himself, wanting to send some text to see if he could get a response.

It's just that he hasn't judged the specific situation yet, and he doesn't dare to speak casually for a while.

"Just ask, definitely not!"

"How do you get their attention, get the news without revealing it? That's a problem! ”

Fang Yuan's mind was racing fast, trying to think of a topic that was not abrupt and special, but could fit into them.

A moment later, a flash of inspiration struck.

"Yes, I can join their discussion first, and then wait for the opportunity to ask questions and get information! That's it! ”

With a decision in his heart, Fang Yuan put his gaze back on the screen, although he had not operated the Immortal Cultivation Forum before, it should not be a problem to input with his mind.

As Fang Yuan's gaze regathered, Li Mochou of Beihai, who was Aite by everyone on the forum, also stood up.

I saw that his ID was as bright as if a special effect had been applied, and the text was also bolded and enlarged.

Bingyuan Li Mochou: "Since everyone wants to know, the fairy will not hide his secrets, I can't hide it, I have a predecessor in the Bingyuan lineage who has created a peerless sword spectrum, which can swing the sword and cut the love silk, and no longer emo!" ”

Hokkaido Sect Li Changsheng: "Reliable? ”

Icefield Wolf King: "Sword Spectrum? Do you use knives? I don't practice swords! ”

……

Passerby A: "I like maces"

Passerby B" ...... It's a pervert upstairs."

……

Bingyuan Li Mochou: "Don't worry, fellow Daoists, your cultivation has reached the point of you and me...... It's no longer limited to the form of weapons! As for whether it is reliable or not, this fairy dares to swear by the demon in his heart, it is absolutely effective! ”

……

Bingyuan Li Mochou: "The forum has a word limit, I can give you a brief description in words." Sword Spectrum

There is no man in his heart, and he draws his sword to the god of nature

On the first page of the sword spectrum, forget about your sweetheart

On the second page of the sword spectrum, self-extinguishing infatuated soul

On the third page of the sword spectrum, the sword slashes the god of love

……

The final page of the sword spectrum, no love is God! ”

Chen Taibai, the king of the pole: "People who don't have a man in their hearts can't practice?" ”

Xiao: "Daoyou is reasonable. ”

Seeing the messages on the forum, Fang Yuan was ready to join the chat army.

However, before he could finish organizing the language. Suddenly, as if it was malfunctioning, the screen flickered.

Fang Yuan only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the words on the screen became blurry again.

The last text he saw in the corner of his eye was, Wanxing's good friend: "......"

Then the message on the forum disappeared.

Chapter 157: Immortal Cultivation Forum

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