Thundered!

Purple lightning roared, tearing the heavens and the earth apart.

The night was dark, and the fierce wind was constantly howling, as if it was about to engulf the whole world.

In the depths of the vast 100,000 mountains, a soybean-sized fire fluttered in the wind and could be extinguished at any time.

That glimmer of light seems to be the last ray of light in this world.

In the dilapidated thatched house, Chen Anzhi stood in front of the window, looked at the pouring rain outside, and let out a long sigh.

"Alas, it's been a month!"

[Ding, the host has not completed today's task, and 1 point of appearance will be deducted!]

In my head, a cold mechanical sound sounded.

Chen Anzhi turned around expressionlessly and looked at the full-length mirror on the side.

In the mirror, he was dressed in white, with his left hand behind him, an ancient book in his right hand, his long hair casually draped behind him, his temperament was unparalleled, and his face was peerless.

In the world, I'm afraid I can't find such a handsome person anymore.

"Alas, I've already deducted 30 points of appearance one after another, why are you still so handsome?!"

A month ago, Chen Anzhi inexplicably traveled to this fantasy world.

As with other orphans, the opening gets the system.

However, what made Chen Anzhi speechless was that the system obtained by other orphans was invincible at the beginning, while he himself only had such a dilapidated thatched house at the beginning.

And he couldn't get out of this thatched hut yet.

As the system calls it, this is a bookstore.

But who would open a bookstore in a hundred thousand mountains?

And it is also in the depths of the 100,000 mountains, and there are countless monsters around here, which monk will go to the 100,000 mountains to buy books and read books?

Not only that, the system asks to sell a book every day, and if the task is not completed, 1 point of appearance will be deducted.

Today, Chen Anzhi has been deducted 30 points of appearance.

With a long sigh again, Chen Anzhi looked back at the bookshelves in the thatched house.

If a plank counts as a bookshelf......

On the bookshelf, there are 3 books, and a thick layer of dust has fallen on them, and no one has cared about them for a long time.

And the titles of these five books:

"On How to Struggle for 20 Years Less"

100 Ways to Treat Kidney Deficiency

How to Avoid Social Death

Listen, is this a book that people read?

This is a fantasy world, why don't you give me two cultivation exercises or something?

[Ding, new quest released, sell a book!]

[Reward: Complete the quest and be free to move around within a radius of one mile in the bookstore!]

[Punishment: Failed task, deduct 1 point of appearance!]

"System, let's discuss, can you move a location for the bookstore? Even if it's a small town!"

Chen Anzhi asked in his heart.

[The host level is too low, no permissions!]

"Can you get me a few books?"

[The host level is too low, no permissions!]

"I'm ......"

Chen Anzhi was crazy.

There must be no mother in this system!

Okay, just buckle it, I'm tired, anyway, Lao Tzu is handsome enough, and deducting it for a hundred years won't affect the appearance!

......

When Chen Anzhi was competing with the system, there was another place in the 100,000 mountains.

A teenager staggered out of the woods.

He was covered in blood, his clothes were torn, his skin was covered in blood, and his whole body looked like it was about to be shattered.

In the dark eyes, there is no immaturity that a teenager should have, only despair and desolation.

"Why? Why is this happening?"

"Is the legendary Thunder God Body really so difficult to awaken?"

"Master, sister, I'm sorry to disappoint you!"

The young man's name is Lei Wushuang, and he is the holy son of the Heavenly Thunder Holy Land, carrying the legendary thunder god body.

In order to awaken the Thunder God Body, he constantly challenged the limits of his body, and more than once put himself on the brink of life and death.

However, even with such a self-harming practice, he still couldn't awaken the Thunder God Body.

This time, under the devastation of the heavenly thunder, the dantian qi sea was shattered, and even the divine soul was about to collapse.

It was also this time that Lei Wushuang was completely desperate.

"No, if I want to go back, I will die, and I will also die in the Heavenly Thunder Holy Land!"

Lei Wushuang roared in his heart, and with the support of extraordinary consciousness, he reluctantly stood up again.

He held on to the ancient trees along the road, his eyes were blood-red, and he staggered towards the outside of the 100,000 mountains step by step.

Thundered!

The purple thunder roared incessantly, like the heavens were wrathed.

The rain became heavier and heavier, slapping Lei Wushuang's broken body fiercely.

Like a merciless mockery.

Boom!

I don't know how far I walked, I don't know how many times I fell, Lei Wushuang finally couldn't hold on.

Little by little, his consciousness blurred.

"Am I still going to die?"

Feeling that the last bit of vitality in his body was constantly passing, Lei Wushuang's heart was full of unwillingness, fear, pain, and despair!

The Holy Son of the Heavenly Thunder Holy Land finally fell into such an ending of exposing corpses in the wilderness.

Little by little, the vision blurred and became pitch black.

This is a sign before death.

But right now.

Lei Wushuang suddenly saw a little bright light.

The faint flame of the candle would not have been noticeable in normal times.

But for him now, it is undoubtedly a lifesaver!

If there is a candle flame, it means that there are people, and it represents the hope of life.

Lei Wushuang continued to squeeze his will that had reached the limit, like a walking corpse, approaching the light.

When I got closer, I finally saw that it was a dilapidated thatched house.

It's just that...... A thatched house?

Lei Wushuang despaired again.

He is now about to die, and such an injury is not something that ordinary people can repair.

But he had no choice!

With a trembling hand, he pushed open the door of the thatched hut.

Squeak!

At the moment when he just stepped into the thatched hut, a terrifying and extremely terrifying coercion suddenly descended, like a heavenly might.

Poof!

Lei Wushuang, who had already reached the limit, was under this coercion, blood spurted out, and his soul collapsed directly.

But in the next moment, the terrifying coercion suddenly dissipated, turning into a gentle breeze, enveloping Lei Wushuang.

It was just a blink of an eye, and Lei Wushuang's broken body recovered in an instant.

When the divine soul is recondensed, even the shattered Qi Sea Dantian has been restored to its original state.

"This ......"

Lei Wushuang's eyes widened, and a turbulent wave turned in his heart.

Previously, his soul was on the verge of collapse, and all the Qi Sea Dantian in his body was shattered, such an injury, even if he exhausted all the resources of the Heavenly Thunder Holy Land, he might not be able to repair it.

But now, in just a moment's effort, healed!

What kind of place is this thatched house?

Lei Wushuang turned his head and began to look at the situation in the room.

The furnishings in the room are simple and even a little basic.

A table, two chairs, a mirror, and a wooden board on which dusty books were placed.

But even if it is so simple, in Lei Wushuang's view, there is a supreme artistic conception.

Could it be that he strayed into the abode of the hermit?

Also, who would build a dilapidated thatched house in the depths of a hundred thousand mountains?

Thinking of this, Lei Wushuang hurriedly got up from the ground.

At the same time, a gentle voice rang out in the room.

"Hello and welcome!"