At 3 o'clock in the morning, Ling Yue, who was unemployed after graduation, closed his books with a lot of concern, stretched his waist, and looked blankly at the city square outside the window that should be sleeping but looked particularly noisy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the colorful pictures drawn by neon lights and various LED lights, there are the chaos of food stalls, the arguments between brightly dressed women and men, the indifference of tricycle drivers and motorcycle drivers not far away, and the confetti and plastic products dancing wildly in the night breeze under the neon lights.

Ling Yue asked himself, what's wrong with this world, looking for a job during the day is rejected by people with cold eyes, and when he wants to be quiet at night, but this late night when he should have faded and returned to his true nature is still worldly and sad. He looked down at the book on the table, "Journey to the West". He really wants to become the Monkey King, a stick to walk the world, omnipotent, and without scruples.

Ling Yue didn't know how he fell asleep, only that when he woke up, his body was dark and oppressive, there was no light at all, and it was very quiet, and it was the kind of silence that was even deadly.

"There's no bright sunshine, there's no hustle and bustle, it's so abnormal, I must not have woken up yet, since that's the case, then continue to sleep, and there's nothing to do when I wake up anyway." He continued to sleep, but when he woke up again, it was still dark and quiet.

After several times, Ling Yue finally became a little flustered, could it be that he was pressed on the bed by a ghost, thinking of the ghost, he was a little nervous. "You must wake up!" he thought it would be difficult to move his limbs, but when he examined his body, he was shocked to find that his consciousness had no connection with his limbs at all, let alone moving.

"Hell, it must be hell!" Most people in the world are afraid of ghosts, and Ling Yue is no exception, according to his nervousness and fear at the moment, he should have been in a cold sweat a long time ago, but he couldn't sense the existence of a cold sweat, and naturally he couldn't sense the existence of cold sweat.

Hesitation, helplessness, fear, all the negative emotions came like sea water, forming an endless pressure that pressed Ling Yue in the center, unable to breathe and unable to move.

Just when he was about to despair, a little golden light flickered like a lighthouse on the sea in the middle of the night, and became brighter and brighter, and finally formed five gilded characters in his consciousness, 'Mixed Yuan Six Paths'. These five words are like someone forcibly stuffing them into his head, appearing abruptly and in an alternative way.

The five big characters of the six paths of the mixed yuan disappeared, and were replaced by a directory, from left to right, the vertical body is arranged with the Ruyi Dao, the Xuan Miao Dao, the Incarnation Dao outside the body, the Five Elements Dao, the Vientiane Dao, and the Xiaoyao Dao.

"It must be Taoist, it must be the immortal cultivation method of the world!" Ling Yue had a sense of unreality of montage in his heart, and deeply suspected that he had not woken up, but even if he did not wake up, for him who had been obsessed with the novels of the Xianxia fantasy genre for many years, the immortal method of the world was in front, like putting a fairy peach in front of a monkey who had been hungry for a long time, and he couldn't wait to eat it.

The table of contents disappeared, and a new page appeared, but there were only three big characters in this page, and the rest was an image. The image is three-dimensional, with thick and thin intertwined lines, much like the blood vessels and veins of the human body, and people are dazzled by it. Just when Ling Yue wondered if this image was a complicated diagram of the human body, he soon found that this image was very long, and this length, width and height were like an extended and 3D version of the Qingming Riverside map.

"No!" After pondering for a while, Ling Yue was shocked to find that the outline of this image was not a rectangular Qingming Shanghe diagram, but a cylindrical stick, and at both ends of this stick, there were two golden light hoops, and there were faint dragon carvings on the light hoops, which were vivid, as if they could soar up to the clouds.

"Why a stick?" was shocked, apprehensive, unwilling to face and unwilling to believe, but after a long time, he still had to accept the fact that he had crossed over and was reborn as a stick.

Ling Yue was very annoyed, he couldn't imagine who was doing this prank, good people didn't let him do it, he wanted to make a stick. Although it was a stick before the crossing, it was also a single, a person, and after the crossing, it didn't ask for much good, at least it had to be a person, even if it was a god stick, a villain, a gambling stick, all kinds of messy sticks, it was really bad, there was no way to retreat, and it was okay to be a lewd stick. (Here the author broke the news with the lid of the pot: The single has been a single for too long, and Ling Yue is actually full of expectations for the lewd stick in his heart.) Imagine killing Matt's style, disdainful eyes, clothes full of holes, and most importantly, all kinds of exposed beauties around him, he couldn't help but smile evilly, how many people can understand the bitterness of a single. ）

It's good now, people don't have to do it, and it's become an out-and-out stick.

In the image, the light cyan air flow like water mist enters the stick through the light hoops at both ends of the stick, and then flows through the complex veins inside the stick before merging into a cyan sphere. In the sphere, there is a cyan light flow from time to time, and it flows along the veins, fast and slow, when it passes through a fork in the core, the light flow is divided into two ways, and when it encounters the next fork, it continues to divide, and so on, the light flow in the stick body has dozens of bundles. When there is more light flow, it will inevitably meet at some bifurcated positions, and then it will reunite and finally merge into the cyan sphere.

Although Ling Yue was a sullen bachelor in his previous life, he was not an ignorant fool. After reading so many Xianxia novels, of course I know what this context and this light flow mean.

After observing for an unknown amount of time, Ling Yue noticed that these points of light would complete a cycle every once in a while, and at this time, they would repeat the cycle just now. Therefore, no matter how complex the cycle is, you can always remember and learn after watching it for a long time.

There is such a Kuangshi Gong as the Mixed Yuan Six Dao Decisions in front (Ling Yue wishfully thinks that this is a Kuangshi miracle, who dares to say that this is not a Kuangshi miracle, he will definitely be anxious with you and let you taste the power of this stick, but you can rest assured, it is not a low-level way of beating or sweeping, but a high-level way of stabbing or poking, the picture will not be repeated, imagine it yourself), even if you can't be a person, Ling Yue is also excited.

He began to cultivate in the direction of the flow of light on the image, but the first problem was to find the cyan sphere, and the hundred rivers returned to the sea, if the light flow was river water, then the cyan sphere was the ocean. He searched for it with fire.

However, he couldn't sense the existence of the stick at all, and he was exhausted after a lot of effort, but he still found nothing. Just at the point of despair, he calmed down, and then, unexpectedly, he found that his consciousness could flow inside the stick.

That is to say, if this consciousness is Ling Yue himself, then the stick body is a house that houses him, and he can enter any corner of the house.

He was thrilled by the discovery.

Cultivation is boring, but the future is bright, and when he thought that one day he would be able to control this stick to sweep the world and gallop the universe, all the loneliness, all the boredom, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

I don't know how many years have passed, Ling Yue only remembers that he has suppressed 99 times and thought about suicide 9 times, and he has been preparing to commit suicide 9 times without being able to find a way, but this crazy loneliness and devastating darkness is finally over.

For the first time, Ling Yue had a sense of touch, he could sense subtle fluctuations like silk satin across his body, touching the stick, and the stick transmitted this feeling to his consciousness, giving him a sense of touch. Ling Yue enjoyed this touch very much, and in order to enrich his life, he extended this touch and imagined it as a lover's caresse.

I don't know how many years have passed, for the first time, Ling Yue has a sense of hearing, and he can hear the sound of Si Xi Suo Suo transmitted by the rod. Ling Yue cherished this sound, and he extended it to his mother's soft song in the ears of young children.

The years passed like water, and Ling Yue successively developed a sense of smell, taste and vision.

He smelled that the fluctuating substance around him was fishy, and he tasted the substance that had touched the rod and the taste was salty and astringent, but unfortunately, although he had vision, his eyes could see through the rod and see beyond the rod, but what he could see was still endless darkness.

With the five senses, it was not difficult for Ling Yue to judge that it was water that wrapped the stick, and his stick was stuck in the rocks at the bottom of the sea. The lack of light here for many years means that the water here is very deep and deep.

In any case, life had become rich and colorful, and in between cultivations, he could occasionally see glowing fish swimming from afar, and then swimming away without stopping.

Ling Yue wanted to call out to the swimming fish, talk to the fish, complain and complain about the loneliness and darkness that didn't know when it would end, but he couldn't make any sound.

The present is dark, the future is bright, and Ling Yue can only continue to cultivate until he can one day get rid of this forgotten sea of suffering.

Ling Yue's consciousness is becoming more and more familiar with the stick body, as the experience of the five senses becomes deeper and deeper, and the cultivation is getting higher and higher, he feels that he is more and more like a whole with the stick, and finally one day, he can control the stick to change, although it is only a simple change of getting longer and shorter, thicker and thinner, but it is also a qualitative breakthrough, the most intuitive thing is that the cultivation of the Ruyi Dao is over, and the cultivation of the Xuan Miao Dao can be carried out.

In fact, Ling Yue felt that he could already control the rod to move or fly, but the rod seemed to be banned and could not move.

After years of loneliness, it will either make people become immortals and become Buddhas, or it will make people depressed and crazy, Ling Yue is far from the realm of becoming an immortal and a Buddha, so he can only try not to make himself crazy. So from time to time, he controlled the stick body to emit golden light, which was one of the skills after the completion of the Ruyi Dao.

The light attracted unknown fish, which made this bitter sea come to life, and in his spare time for cultivation, Ling Yue watched as the fish swam in and out of the surrounding rock crevices, chasing each other and playing. Although happiness belongs to others, it is also a pleasure to look at it like this.