European Emperor [Cultivation]

The exercises are divided into grades, and the Chao family's family-inherited exercises of a mysterious middle-grade are enough to keep them standing in Tianxuan City for thousands of years. It is even rumored that the other three families are not as good as the Chao family's exercises, which is even more powerful. The rarity of the law.

Everyone that Chao Yanyuan had seen applauded the Chao family's Xuanji middle-grade kung fu, and wished that what he was practicing was that set of kung fu.

But for a modern person who has read countless fairy tales and martial arts novels since he was a child, he always feels that Xuanji Zhongpin is a bit... not so powerful.

Of course, it may still be very powerful. After all, the protagonists in their novels are selected from thousands of people, and they must get the best of everything. It is rare for us ordinary people to be reborn. .

As for the system on his body that seems to be standard with the protagonist, it is better not to compare it with the hot chicken system that is cold and unreasonable, has no complaint function, and may close down at any time.

"We're just ordinary people, what kind of protagonist should we be?" Chao Yan got out of the bath to get dressed, and when he saw the little red dot on the wishing tree, he nodded with an itchy hand.

The last time I accidentally drew a top blood bag from the wishing tree lottery, it seemed lucky, but in fact it was just a small injury on my finger, and there was a reading function before it was healed.

That is to say, when you are fighting with someone, if you are beaten to the blood, if you read the article successfully, you will live, if you fail to read the article, you will die, it is very cheating to think about it.

As for this time... Chao Yan looked at the word "free lottery" at the bottom, then at the silver with the probability of winning from bronze, and at the god-level skills that were refreshed in the lottery grid. fluctuation.

The routine of the game is like this. At the beginning, you must draw something that is useless but still relatively good. After stimulating consumption, it will start to lower your luck infinitely, making you seem to be possessed by a non-chief. It is the most worthless thing, and it can also give you infinite superposition, superimposed to doubt life.

As a senior zero-krypton gold player of various games, he has long been accustomed to the state of being freed, and with a calm heart, Chao Yan clicked the lottery button.

The little leaves were floating there, and Chao Yan remembered that the most useless thing inside seemed to be a spirit stone. At any rate, it was not thanks for participating, but it was very humane.

Just when Chaoyan was holding his chin and was about to receive the spirit stone, he saw the screen began to flicker with golden light again, thousands of trees and silver flowers, the whole world seemed to be adorned with lights...

Chao Yan: "..."

Are games like this now? If you draw a spirit stone, you can make thousands of trees and silver flowers. Wouldn’t it be a standard configuration?

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the god-level kung fu - "Tian Wu Long Shen Kung Fu", reaching the pinnacle of life is not a dream. ]

Little Lolita reappeared and announced to the world again.

"Little girl, your Heavenly Dragon Dance Art is not the same as the Ruyi Vajra Palm, wholesale by quantity, right? And the name is inferior to others, I don't know how many times, let me tell you, it stimulates players' consumption..." Chao Yan said Halfway through the talk, the "Tian Wu Long Shen Gong" appeared in his hand, and the little loli disappeared in a flash, obviously he didn't want to pay attention to him, a guy who got cheap and acted like a good-looking guy.

Chao Yan squeezed the thin booklet in his hand, and looked at the four words "God-level top-grade" shining golden on the top seal, feeling as if he had been fooled.

If he hadn't been fooled, then he would really be inflated... This kind of luck, the protagonists in those novels can't compare, this kind of luck is overwhelming, and the configuration that can crush the entire audience in minutes, what the hell is the villain standard configuration.

But forget it, even if there is a standard configuration, he is probably the most useless villain. Sometimes you must have it in your life, and you can't force it at all times in your life. If you already have it, practice it.

But which level is the god-level skill?Where is the dantian, where are the meridians, and how do you draw qi into the body?

Although the memory of the original body is there, but he has been practicing since childhood, no one can expect that the memory of the three or five-year-old is still clear... So how do you practice?

Chao Yan opened the thin booklet, sat cross-legged on the bed and studied hard... The eight meridians and meridians are integrated into one body, Baihui connects the heart, and the qi goes to the dantian...

Chao Yan knows every word above, but they don’t know what they mean when they are connected together. This scene makes Chao Yan seem to have returned to the era when Chinese class recited classical Chinese. , making people very bald.

"Master, your pig's trotters are ready, do you want to eat now?" the servant shouted outside.

Chao Yan opened the backpack, threw the exercise book into it, clapped his hands and got off the bed and shouted: "Come on—"

That tone of voice was as cheerful as that of an elementary school student who heard the bell for dinner after class, and his steps were very cheerful.

Anyway, I can't figure it out, so let's look at it next time, the cultivation method is not as important as a pig's trotter.

The crystal pig's trotters are crystal clear, and the mouth is full of fragrance when bitten down. The spicy taste spreads in the mouth, and the delicate tip of the tongue trembles, Q-bouncing, stimulating...

Chao Yan almost burst into tears after eating: "It's really delicious."

"Master, eat slowly, don't choke," the servant said with concern.

"Why are you so considerate today?" Chao Yan asked, tearing the tendons on the top with his bare hands. To eat pig's trotters, you have to get used to it, otherwise it won't taste good at all, which is the same as eating duck necks and crayfish.

The servant respectfully removed his full plate and said with a smile, "Isn't it because you are afraid that you will eat your clothes, you have to take a shower, and we have to wash your clothes?"

Chao Yan looked up at him: "You guys are so lazy."

The servant smiled proudly.

"Hey, by the way, when I go up the mountain, I will prepare two trotters to bring, one to hang on my fishing rod, and one to put in my back basket," Chao Yan suddenly remembered.

"Okay," the servant turned to the door, and asked as if suddenly remembering, "Is one enough in the pannier?"

"Then...pretending to be two?" Chao Yan thought about his appetite.

The servant turned his head and went out: "Got it, I'll pack three for you."

Chao Yan's eyes filled with tears, loyal servant, this is... who else, who else? !

In order to prevent the servants from being overworked, Chao Yan washed his hands after eating a pig's trotter.

The mountain top of Lingxian Town was as beautiful as ever, and Chao Yan once again sent off a group of dear friends, dangling there with pig feet that were more fragrant than chicken legs.

The eyes in the grass kept turning with the arc of the fragrant pig's trotters, holding their breath and concentrating, like a little beast ready to go, but the little beast didn't move at all, it was the movement of swallowing up and down that revealed the true thoughts in its heart.

"Why don't you come?" Chao Yan rested his chin and looked at the pig's foot. If the meat is dry, it will be firewood, and it won't taste good. If it doesn't taste good, he should help to taste it.

He just took a sip.

Chao Yan gestured to pull the pig's trotter towards him, and just as his hand was about to touch the pig's trotter, a person hung on his hand.

This time I bit the other side of my hand, which was very painful.

"Zi'er, there's the pig's trotter, it's bitten in the wrong place!!!" Chao Yan felt that he had to correct the bad habit of biting at the slightest disagreement.

Can his hands be compared to pig's trotters, huh? !