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Mystics of Qiyu: The Cultivator's Journey
Scenario:道修的境界炼身化气，炼气化神，炼神反虚，炼虚合道。在奇雨镇，一个少年道修的旅途才开始了.....
在另一个角落，被家族放逐的天才，怀着魔法之心，在寻找至高之道
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Li Wei
young Taoist cultivator,friends with other protagonists,slender with sharp eyes,determined and curious
Mei Lin
local healer and guide to Li Wei and Zhang Hui,friends with both protagonists,petite with gentle features,wise and compassionate
Zhang Hui
genius cast out by his family,friends with Li Wei and rivals with others,tall with a brooding aura,ambitious and secretive
I was hurled through space, and before I could digest what was happening, I already felt myself falling, landing on a hard, unforgiving surface.
Dazed, I sat up and looked around.
There was nothing but pitch-black emptiness.
I reached my hand out and down towards the ground, and my fingers passed through it as if it didn’t exist.
I waved my hand up and above me, and again, there was nothing.
"What…"
I stood, and as I did, I realized that I was completely naked.
I had no idea where I was or where I came from.
I took a deep breath in and focused; despite the strange surroundings, my mind was surprisingly clear.
I reached down with my senses and felt the thrum of the world’s energy around me.
It was a gentle buzz against my skin, like the soft hum of an instrument plucked in the distance.
I smiled to myself.
At least that much was familiar.
I began to cultivate.
The warm glow of chi flowed into me from the air around me, and I guided it into my dantian with slow, practiced breaths.
I stood in the void, cultivating, my breaths slow and deliberate.
The darkness around me was absolute, a palpable presence that pressed against my skin.
I called out to it, my voice echoing endlessly, swallowed by the emptiness.
The sound of my own voice was the only thing that broke the silence, and even that was quickly consumed by the void.
But I waited, hoping for an answer, any hint of a response.
Suddenly, a faint whisper reached my ears, indistinct yet compelling.
I strained to hear more, focusing my senses, and the whisper grew clearer, forming words that seemed to guide me.
"Forward," it whispered, "step forward."
I hesitated, unsure of what lay ahead, but the voice was insistent, echoing in my mind.
I took a deep breath and focused on the sensation beneath my feet.
Each step resonated with a subtle vibration, like the quiet hum of a harp string.
Gradually, shadows shifted around me, revealing a dim path that stretched out before me like an uncertain promise.
I hesitated again, feeling a shiver run down my spine.
But the voice whispered once more, urging me on.
With cautious determination, I took another step, feeling the ground solidify beneath me.
The vibration grew stronger, and I sensed the path unfolding before me like a dark ribbon unwinding into the unknown.
I took another step, and another, each one drawing me deeper into the void.
The whisper grew louder, more insistent, until it was almost a shout in my mind.
And then, just as I was about to take another step, the ground gave way beneath me.
I felt myself falling, plummeting through the darkness with no sense of direction or control.
"Who dares disturb my realm?" a voice boomed, resonating through the void with an authority that made my heart skip.
"I-I didn't mean to," I stammered, struggling to find my voice amidst the chaos of my fall.
"You are here for a reason," the voice continued, softer now, almost contemplative, "and it is time you remembered why."
I steadied myself as the voice's laughter echoed, the vortex pulling me closer to the abyss.
My mind raced, searching for a way to resist.
I focused on my cultivation, channeling chi into my limbs to anchor myself.
The pull intensified, and I felt my grip slipping.
Desperation surged; I reached out, fingers brushing against a solid edge.
With a grunt, I latched onto it, muscles straining.
The vortex roared around me, but I held firm.
Slowly, I pulled myself up, inch by inch, until I lay panting on solid ground once more.
The voice faded, leaving only silence behind.
As I caught my breath, I took stock of my surroundings.
I was in a vast, dimly lit chamber, the air thick with an otherworldly energy.
The walls seemed to vibrate with power, pulsing with a rhythm that resonated deep within my chest.
Ahead of me, a figure emerged from the shadows.
Tall and imposing, its features were indistinct, shrouded in mist that swirled around its form like a living aura.
"Who are you?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady.
The figure didn't respond, its gaze fixed on me with an unnerving intensity.
Instead, it raised a hand, and the air around me began to distort and ripple.
A low hum filled the air, growing louder by the second.