Wang Yi was thrown into a study.

There are indeed a lot of books in this study.

However, before he was thrown into the study, the hateful violent girl also left a sentence: "You can't eat or drink until you crack the prescription." ”

Wang Yi was so angry in his heart, he thought that he had traveled to such a backward era, and he could show the spirit of a king and show his ambitions. To put it simply, what the violent girl Lin Ying did to him is a serious violation of the law, and in the 21st century, she will be severely punished by the law.

But in this world, in this city, she obviously played with him as much as she wanted, and trampled him to death like stepping on an ant—the thought of this made Wang Yi hang his head.

Calculating, if he hasn't eaten or drunk, there should be no problem in holding on for three days, and he has to plan well for these three days.

Read some necessary books first, understand the basic rules of this world, know yourself and your opponent, and then you can win all battles. Without further ado, there can be no delay, the present time is indeed his life.

These books include history, anthologies of sages, and literature and poetry. There are also some books on spiritual practice.

He flipped through some literary poems, and was very disdainful in his heart, so rough that it was far from those classical great poems of China on the earth.

But there are the most literary books here. He even saw a graffiti work written by the violent girl on the case: "Freedom"

"A flock of little birds flies in the sky,

Two fish swim in the water,

A thousand wickers swing in the wind,

10,000 points of falling flowers fight for freedom. ”

At this level, at most, it is the level of limericks.

Poor! Poor! Poor! It's just bullshit! Wang Yi roared in his heart. Of course, this is because he has a great prejudice against this violent girl, and with Wang Yi's own level, he may not write better than her.

But it is clear that reading the literature here makes no sense to him.

He searched and searched, and finally found a copy of the "Compendium of Cultivators" in the corner.

Wang's heart skipped a beat, believing that this was exactly what he was looking for. Whether the pharmacist is promoted to the pharmacist, or the samurai of this girl is promoted to the military attaché, it is essentially a spiritual practice, and you must figure out the advantages and disadvantages of drinking that medicine.

"Cultivators, self-cultivation, self-cultivation, cultivation of the mind, cultivation of qi, and the most profound to the gods. ”

This general sentence seems to make sense, but it is nonsense.

"Today's cultivators can be divided into countless types, in essence, from any path, you can cultivate the Great Dao, whether you are an ordinary person, or a prince or nobleman, three hundred and sixty lines, each of which can cultivate the most outstanding person. This book provides only a brief description of the 10 most common categories.

The first category, the samurai, is promoted in the following order: 1, samurai, 2 military attachés, 3, martial kings, 4, martial saints, and 5. martial gods.

Those who become gods will crisscross the heavens and the earth, without shelter and obstruction, and will disappear from the eight extremes, without disasters and misfortunes, and will live forever......

P.S. In today's world, there are the most samurai cultivators, and they are also the easiest to promote......"

Wang Yi quickly found the pharmacist category.

"Pharmacist, the order of promotion is: 1, Pharmacist, 2 Pharmacist, 3, Medicine King, 4, Medicine Sage, 5, Medicine God. ”

Seeing this, he basically understood the cultivation sequence of this world, which was generally divided into five levels. That bad old man, who has been cultivating himself for more than ten years, turned out to be still in the lowest promotion stage, too miserable!

It's too miserable! It's too miserable!

Since it is so difficult, is there basically no one who has become a "god" in this world?

However, he also saw the accompanying text under the pharmacist sequence: "In today's world, although there are pharmacist cultivators, it is the most difficult to be promoted......"

Looking further down, there is another outline of the "promotion method".

"All types of cultivators, when they reach the realm, can be promoted freely, but this promotion is slow, and the highest level can only reach the 'holy' rank, and they can never be promoted to 'god'.

If you want to be promoted to a god in the end, you must take the ancient cultivation prescription when you have reached your own realm. After taking the prescription, the cultivation speed can be increased by two or even five times, and eventually become a god. ”

Seeing this, Wang Yi nodded again, indicating that he understood why the violent girl attached importance to this prescription. With this prescription, she can be promoted quickly and have a chance of becoming a god. It is no wonder that those two yellow-robed men and women would take a huge risk to attack the general's daughter in the Pure Yang City ruled by the general.

Wang Yi continued to scroll down and turned to the column of "Supplementary Outline".

"If you want to practice quickly, you must take ancient prescriptions, and all those who take medicine are among the pharmacists. Mortals think that pharmacists are the easiest to promote, but on the contrary, among the cultivators in the world, the most difficult to promote, pharmacists are the most.

It is rumored that the medicine official can treat people with his own breath in close proximity, and the medicine king can cure people with his breath ten meters apart. The medicine saint can cure people from a distance of 50 meters, and the medicine god can treat people regardless of the distance of space......

This miracle can be known that there are many pharmacists in the world, and there is almost no reason for the pharmacists, and there are no more than the king of medicine, which has not been seen for thousands of years. ”

The word "rumor" is used here, indicating that the author of this book does not know much. Generally speaking, this book belongs to the category of rough branches and leaves, many of which are vague, and the specific cultivation methods are not mentioned at all.

Reading this, Wang Yi's heart moved, and he immediately speculated that if he was really promoted to a medicine officer, then it meant that he could treat people with qi in close proximity, so because of his hiccups and breath, he just cured the violent girl's injuries and let her return to the battle - well, this is very likely.

Wow, if this is true, then it would be a big deal to return to Earth by yourself?

Blowing a breath can cure people, and a person will be charged a thousand yuan, no, now the price is skyrocketing, and he will be charged 10,000 yuan. 10,000 for one person, 100,000 for 10,000 people, and 1,000 people a year, that is, 10 million. It's wrong again, after becoming famous, one person has to collect 100,000 yuan, and he can earn hundreds of millions a year Wow, it's developed.

"Hahaha"

"Hahahaha"

"Hahahaha

He couldn't help but laugh maniacally again.

"Wow wow, I'm amazing. ”

Bang, the door was kicked open. It turned out that the violent girl had come in.

The temperature in the study dropped sharply.

Wang Yi shuddered and hurriedly covered his mouth with both hands.

Lin Ying was already very angry that she had such a good study room, and let this obscene pharmacy guy occupy it, and this time it was even more angry, and she stepped in, first kicked Wang Yi over, and then repeated the trick, and the little leather boots stepped Wang Yi's face on the floor again.

"What do you want to do? Is it funny? Where's the laugh?"

Wang Yi's heart was bitter, when he came to this world, his joy was only a few seconds ago, and it was shattered again. However, he subtly noticed that the girl's gaze was always jumping on the poem "Freedom" that she had written, and she seemed to mean: You have read this poem I wrote, right, I'm very good, right, hum, you must think it's good, right......

"This peerless beauty is angry, I just read a book, and suddenly I had an inspiration?"

"What inspiration?" the girl's eyes lit up.

"That is, I wrote a poem. ”

"A poem, you?" the girl was stunned. "Hahaha. This time she laughed, and as soon as she put her foot hard, Wang Yi couldn't help but grin.

"Rest the anger, stop the anger, you will punish me after you see it. ”

Lin Ying tilted her head and thought for a moment before letting go of her foot.

"Give you a minute. ”

Wang Yi hurriedly got up, took a piece of paper, dipped it in ink with a brush, and quickly wrote on the paper:

"A poem for you:

The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon.

If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon. ”

It only took half a minute in total, anyway, it was to steal Li Bai, so I didn't bother thinking about it at all.

Lin Ying took it and looked at it, and when she saw the first few words, she waved her hand and wanted to throw it away, but she withdrew her hand in the air and looked at the content below. I saw that her crescent eyebrows were first wrinkled, and then her face was cloudy, and finally she was unprecedentedly gentle.

"Written for me?" she read it several times, and her tone was a little strange.

"Yes, my inspiration comes from your beauty. Wang Yi looked at the words and thought, you won't even sell the poems of the poet immortal Li Bai, then I will be too miserable.

"It was your beauty that gave me instant inspiration, and instant inspiration made me write this poem, this poem, belongs only to you, not to others. ”

"Uh-huh, this ...... This cloud wants clothes, flowers want to look, this, what is this talking about?" the girl asked a little crampedly.

"Ah, well, this means that when I see the clouds, I think of your clothes and your beautiful manners, and when I see the flowers, I think of your face, and your beauty is incomparable. Anyway, you are the most beautiful in the world, and you are the most fragrant in the world anyway. ”

Lin Ying nodded, looked down a few more times, suddenly raised her head, and whipped Wang Yi again.

"Hmph, you think I don't know, just where did you copy it?"

Wang Yi snorted painfully, startled, and thought to himself that this was really possible, since Chinese characters appeared on the prescription, if there was really a traverser before him to spread this poem, it would be really miserable. However, since the little lady asked where she copied it, it means that she has no evidence at all, and she is relieved, and laughs at the moment: "Original, original, it's really a poem I wrote for you." ”

Smack, another whip.

"Hmph, ghost caixin, give you five minutes, write another song, don't write me again. ”

Dangdang, she left the study in her little red boots.

This violent girl is simply unreasonable, but her request is too simple for the earthlings who have traveled from the 21st century. According to her personality, he felt that he should make a more atmospheric one, and after thinking about it, he copied Yang Shen's "Linjiang Immortal":

Rolling blocking the east of the river, the waves sweep away the heroes, the success or failure turns empty, the green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet, and many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking.

In fact, he began to write about the "Yangtze River", but then he thought that there was no Yangtze River in this world, and there happened to be a river called Barrage, so he changed the Yangtze River to "Barrage", and by the way, "Linjiang Immortal" was also changed to "Barrage Immortal", after all, there is no "Linjiang Immortal" in this world.

said it was five minutes, but in fact, the little woman came in in three minutes, seemed to be smiling, and picked up the "Blocking River Immortal" written by Wang Yi

The violent girl watched it several times, silently, as if thinking. A few minutes later, suddenly another whip was struck on Wang Yi.

"Hmph, is it a good copy, now, you write another one, there must be a bird in it, there must be a number. Five minutes. ”

Dangdang, she turned and left again.

Wang Yi thought about it in his heart, and immediately understood that the poem "Freedom" written by herself was not just a poem with birds and numbers?

This time it was five minutes, and the violent girl came in in two minutes, but fortunately, Wang Yigang had already finished writing the last word.

The girl grabbed the paper that had not yet dried, and saw that it was written:

"Two yellow orioles singing green willows, a line of egrets on the blue sky, the window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is anchored in the East Chu Wanli boat. ”

The word "Chu" was added later, and the original word was completely erased.

The girl read it three times, and then took out her "Freedom" poem and compared it. Then she put down the poem and raised the whip again.

Wang Yi complained bitterly in his heart, thinking that the poems I copied from Lao Du were obviously stronger than those she had written, and she must have been angry because she was jealous of my great talent.

But this time her whip didn't fall, she snorted, and suddenly grabbed the one she had written, rubbed it hard, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash.