"Ding" sound.

The system interface flashed, and the 100,000 luck wheel opened.

Immediately after, there were two pleasant crisp sounds.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for consuming 100,000 oceans and getting the reward of the Luck Wheel, [Kill drop rate, increased to 2 out of 1,000]. ”

"Ding, congratulations to the host for consuming 100,000 oceans and getting the reward of the Qi Luck Roulette, [Dan Shi Dou]. ”

Jiang Ge touched his chin.

The kill drop rate, 2 out of 1,000, is still too little.

But it's not useless to complain about it.

On the contrary, it accumulates over time, and in the later stage, this seemingly chicken rib point is enough to go against the sky.

It can be regarded as a small expectation for the audience in the live broadcast room.

Hanging your appetite can improve the effect of the show, isn't it?

meantime

Along with the system prompt, there was also a white pillar of light that only Jiang Ge could see, spilling from the void.

Danshi Dou......

Jiang Ge bathed in white light, and the light and shadow in front of him floated, forming vivid pictures.

It is a forgotten history, a forgotten person, in front of Jiang Ge's eyes, reinterpreted, interpreted, surging heart.

"Pocket, I also know that the world is vast, and I am like a mayfly. ”

"But I'm going, I'm willing to use Danshu to save the suffering of the people, even if the evil disease is like a tiger and the curse is like a knife, I want to fight for peace and joy for all the people!"

Jiang Ge felt the same way, and seemed to be incarnated as a teenager, full of enthusiasm, and the Taoist priest went down the mountain.

At this time, the Martial Dao Holy Court had been completely shattered.

Visible!

In that troubled era, the soldiers were in chaos, and the people were not able to make a living.

The young man carried the medicine box on his back and carried the Dan furnace.

When the Taoist children of the same age were still reciting scriptures, reading texts, worshipping God, and praying for blessings on the mountain.

The young man has gone through the chaos, seen the mountains and rivers broken, and seen the uprooted hometown and his wife separated.

Master said, pray to God, worship God, believe in God, and everything will go well.

But where is God, and where is God?

The boy's eyes widened.

He didn't see God.

He only saw,

Seeing her seriously ill husband, she left the last bite of gruel to her skinny child.

Seeing the dying old man, he used his last bit of strength to rescue the passer-by he didn't know from the cave and fell into the abyss of the earth crack.

He saw someone come to him.

"Daoist, do you have any children?"

A yellow-skinned victim with a child in his arms, his face was haggard and starving, and he said: "Give me your child, my child will be given to you, you will eat my child, I will eat your child......"

The young man trembled and staggered.

God, what about God?

Where the hell are you?

Why do you only sit on the altar and do your best?

The young man's heart was torn apart.

He ran for an unknown amount of time, and he couldn't run anymore, so he took out the scriptures and scriptures from his arms and tore them to pieces!

"Go to the god of Nima!"

The young man is no longer gentle and elegant, and his exit is dirty.

"Grass!"

He got up from the ground, cursed, carried the medicine box on his back, carried the Dan furnace, and walked into the crowd.

......

The picture came to an abrupt end.

And in Jiang Ge's mind, a lot of knowledge about pharmacology and pill arts, like the instinct of being born to know, is imprinted in his mind.

It's not the imaginary four-pin Danshi.

It is the world's unparalleled Supreme Nine Rank Dan Master.

As long as there are materials, as long as the mental power is enough.

Jiang Ge can easily refine the Nine Rank Heavenly Pill.

Hiss......

It should be said,

Is it worthy of the system, or worthy of the Danshi Pocket?

It's hard enough, it's hard enough in all aspects.

Jiang Ge took a deep breath and looked at the system interface in front of him.

Earn Achievements –

[Pocket] 020 reading

Taste the herbs on the ground and taste the bitterness of the world.

The evil disease is like a tiger, the curse is like a knife, God will punish my life, but I will not regret it.

I am the god of medicine.

- Medicine does not become a pill, it is just poison, and people do not become gods, and eventually become empty.

Rewards: Black Iron Trophy, 100 spectators.

This is also the twelfth black iron trophy in the live broadcast room.

Jiang Ge snapped his fingers in anticipation.

now

The system interface flashes, flashes, and flashes again.

Finally jumped out of the content that met Jiang Ge's expectations-

"Ding, congratulations to the host for achieving twelve Black Iron achievements!"

"Live room upgrade...... Update starts...... Downloading...... People are in another world, the network is delayed, please be patient with the host......"

Flattered~

People are in good spirits when they are happy, and they are always happy to be happy.

Jiang Ge sat down.

The four products return to Yuan Dan, at present, everything is ready, only the cultivation is missing.

To refine the Guiyuan Dan, even if Jiang Ge's spiritual power is abnormal, he must break through the bottleneck of the martial artist to be sure.

Not only that,

After having the knowledge of Dan Shidou, Jiang Ge was even able to improve the Dan prescription, and after the old man took the Dan medicine, not only did his stubborn illness disappear, but he could even be better than before.

Speaking of Danfang.

In Jiang Ge's mind, he couldn't help but think of the mysterious little fairy who appeared in his dragon soul at the beginning.

Of course, not Sichun.

It's thinking, among them, the confusing weirdness.

......

Next.

Desert Iron City.

The girl Dou Ding entered the Inscription Master Association with joy and went straight to Xi Zhong's exclusive school.

Xi Zhong, as the president of the Inscription Masters Association and the chief inscription master, has his own exclusive school in the association.

When Dou Ding came to the Mingwen Academy, there were already several teenagers sitting here, all of whom were in their early sixteen or seventeen years old, and they were also Xi Zhong's apprentices.

I saw Dou Ding jumping into the school.

Several teenagers laughed in unison, their eyes full of undisguised disdain.

"Hey, isn't this Dou Town? I haven't learned anything after a few years of study, and I can't even make a prototype, so I dare to come back and be embarrassed?"

"I can't make the prototype of the inscription doll this time, but if you want to be expelled from the school, have you made it?"

"She's clumsy, how can she make a prototype?"

"Unless the sow goes up the tree, hahaha!"

Several teenagers laughed exaggeratedly and kept speaking badly and hurting people.

Dou Ding bit his lip, lowered his head and returned to his place, ignoring a few teenagers.

After a while, I saw a middle-aged man wearing an inscription bachelor's uniform and a gray beard, stepping behind his back.

This middle-aged aura is very powerful, and he has obviously reached the realm of martial arts. There is no doubt that it is the president of the Inscription Artists Association, Xi Zhong.

Xi Zhong walked into the school with his hands behind his back, sat down on the futon, and said in a serious and rigid voice: "Hand in the prototype you made for inspection." ”

Several teenagers rushed to hand in their works, and then turned their heads to each other, looking at Dou Town with a playful look, as if they were looking forward to Dou Town's embarrassing appearance.

Dou Ding lowered his head again.

In her hands, she was holding two inscription dolls.

One was bought yesterday, and the other was copied and made by myself.

...... Not sure why.

After seeing the inscription doll made by Jiang Ge, Dou Ding was like being enlightened, and he seemed to have a great understanding, and the whimsical ideas in his mind couldn't stop at all.

Even, she faintly felt that Xi Zhong had been teaching ...... is wrong.

Not all of them are wrong.

It's like an arithmetic problem, there is only one answer, but the patchwork answer is nondescript after all.

It's not that he has poor talent, but that Xi Zhong is shallow!

After this thought arises......

Dou Ding himself was frightened, and his little short legs jumped three feet high on the spot.

How is this possible?

Illusions, all illusions.

I'm really fluttering.

You must know that Xi Zhong is not only the first inscription master of Motie, but also has a reputation in the entire Great Qianguo.

How could he be wrong?

Hesitate for a moment,

Dou Ding still took out the inscription doll made by Jiang Ge and slowly walked towards the stage.