Chapter 3 — Little Sister Salted Fish Violent Red Cultivation Immortal World

This Divine Monarch, his face was a bit pale, his eyes were cold, but deep down seemed to hide a trace of anxiety and fatigue. Lips are a bit dry, forehead slightly furrowed, typical of thinking too much and the heart is burning hot. She suddenly remembered her past life, her colleagues were so pressured by deadlines and KPIs that they had endocrine disorders.

“Your Majesty,” she asked with concern, “Is…

Have you been under too much pressure lately?

“Insomnia and nightmares, loss of appetite, and always feeling like my Dao heart is unstable, everyone looks like they want to harm me?”

Lac Cuu Tu, completely turned to stone. You… how could you know? Could it be that she can really see through the mortal world?

“Don't worry.”

To Dao patted his shoulder, her face showing "I understand".

"You're not a fugitive, you're suffering from 'Post-endosphere syndrome' (Stress due to competition)."

"To put it bluntly, trying too hard to compete will burn your CPU."

“Let me give you a prescription.”

She looked serious and raised each finger.

“First, let go of the attachment to helping people, respect the fate of others.”

“Second, stop wasting your mind and keep mumbling the words 'It has nothing to do with me' and 'It has nothing to do with you'."

“Third, and most important, make sure to get enough sleep, and eat well.”

She paused for a moment, summing up.

“Humanity is filled with joy and happiness, and the golden monk does not oppose the moon (If you live in a life of pride, just let it go, don't let the golden cup sit empty under the moon).

Come on, read after me: Damn this practice thing, I want to go to sleep!” Lac Cuu Tu: “…” He felt that his three gates, along with his Dao heart, were simultaneously crushed into QR codes. He has lived for three hundred years, and for the first time, someone dared to shout in front of him, "Damn you practice." Also using an extremely eloquent, and extremely... philosophical method like this. He looked at To Dao's clear eyes, filled with concern. He suddenly felt that what she said seemed... to have some sense?

“Was…

have been educated.” He almost ran away. He needs to go home and thoroughly digest the earth-shattering "Truths" he just heard today. To Dao looked at his leaving back and breathed a sigh of relief. Finally chased this great man away. It seems that the online gossip about psychology in the past life is quite convenient to use. 【Ting deck! The host successfully opened the mind of the True Path Monk, causing his Dao heart to shake.】 【Activate the hidden achievement "Soul Massage Master".】 【Reward: One lucky buff aura for a limited time.】 To Dao: "?" Is this okay? 5. Accidentally picking up a "blacksmith" Every three years, Thien Dien Tong will open the "Myriad Beasts Secret Realm" for disciples to train and find contracted spirit beasts for themselves. To Dao originally didn't want to go. Wherever there are many people, there is a lot of gossip. Too much gossip makes it impossible to sleep well. But the system gave her a mission she couldn't refuse. 【Special mission: In the central area of Van Beast Secret Realm, next to the "An Mien" bush, sleep for three hours.】 【Reward: One "Dream Weaving Pillow" sacred weapon. If you sleep on it, you can speed up your practice and even design your own dreams.】 Design dreams?! To Dao's eyes turned red in an instant. Isn't this the cultivator version of VR glasses?! Go! Definitely a must go! So, in everyone's surprised eyes, trash To Dao, for the first time, proactively registered to participate in the sect's collective activities. The elder deacon had tears in his eyes, thinking that this "son of a father" had finally given up his efforts. Lac Cuu Tu showed an expression of "as expected", he felt that To Dao definitely wanted to enter the secret realm to find a more advanced way to "lie down". After entering the secret realm, all the disciples were like being injected with chicken blood, spreading out in all directions to find their destiny. Only To Dao took out the "Secret Realm Navigation Map" that the system rewarded and rushed straight to the mission location. Along the way, she perfectly avoided all the territories of high-level demon beasts, and also ignored all areas with earthly genius treasures. Her goal, is only one — Sleep. Finally, she found the valley filled with those small blue flowers. Those flowers are An Mien flowers. As soon as I smelled it, I felt sleepy and my eyes were closed. It is truly a feng shui golden land that is tailor-made for her. She found the most comfortable position, used Dai Bach as a pillow, and fell asleep contentedly. She slept very soundly. Completely unaware that, while she slept, this whole secret scene was in chaos because of her appearance. The pure and strong taste of "salted fish" nurtured on her by the system and all kinds of genius treasures, for all spirit beasts, is a fatal temptation. In an instant, all the animals ran wild. Those flying in the sky, those running on the ground, those swimming in the water, all rushed towards the valley where she was. They did not dare to come close, they just stood in a circle from afar, as if on pilgrimage, prostrate on the ground, their faces extremely respectful. As for the disciples who were working hard to find the contracted spirit beast, they were completely speechless.

“What's going on?

Where have all the damn beasts gone?

“I searched blindly but couldn't find a single fur!”

At the same time, at the other end of the mysterious realm. Several arrogant inner sect disciples are teaming up to surround a fire-breathing earth dragon (Fire Accumulated Fluid) guarding a "Dragon Blood Grass" plant. Seems like success is coming. The earth dragon suddenly seemed to have seen a ghost, dropped the Dragon Blood Grass, turned around and ran away. The direction of escape was the valley where To Dao was lying.

“It's running!

Quickly chase!” Several inner sect disciples were both happy and scared, and quickly chased after him. Then, they witnessed a scene that made them remember it for the rest of their lives. In the valley, the beasts surrendered, everything was quiet. And in the center of the herd, the legendary outsider To Dao was lying with his arms and legs spread out, lying on a giant white Divine Beast, sleeping to the point of drooling. In her hair, there were still a few messy blades of grass stuck in her hair. One of them was the Dragon Blood Grass that they chased until they were out of breath. A few inner sect disciples, their Dao hearts were broken on the spot, doubting life. And all of this was seen by Lac Cuu Tu - who was quietly following behind - in his sight. He looked at the young girl being worshiped by thousands of animals without even knowing anything about it. The confusion in his eyes deepened a bit. This woman is full of mysteries. She is like a black hole, always unintentionally rolling everything around her into a lazy rhythm its strange. He discovered that his heart, which was as flat as an ancient well, seemed to be being slowly pulled inside by this black hole. At this moment, those unwilling inner sect disciples had evil thoughts. They wanted to take advantage of To Dao's "deep sleep" to steal the Dragon Blood Grass from her head. Lac Cuu Tu frowned, just about to take action. Dai Bach was lying face down on the ground as if he felt something. He lazily opened his eyes and yawned. Then, it turned towards those disciples and let out an earth-shattering sneeze.

“SNEW — SNOW!”

A terrible air current mixed with frost and storm instantly swept across!