Changning view.

Shuangzhaotang.

On the stage, Zhang Zhaoquan, the preacher of Changning Temple, was shouting loudly.

"Half a month, there is still half a month, you will have to participate in the Guannei big exam, if you can't burn your qi and blood, punch hard, and step into the threshold of martial artists, you can't become a martial cultivator, you can't get a Taoist status, you can only be reduced to miscellaneous labor, or be driven down the mountain."

"In the future, will you eat fragrant, drink spicy, or be hungry...... It's up to you! ”

"If you don't work hard at this time, are you worthy of yourself and your family who sent you up the mountain?"

Zhang Zhao roared hoarsely.

The dozens of Taoist children below were as red as if they were beating chicken blood, and they were engrossed.

On the surface, Suningan is no different from them, but in fact, he is still a little confused and in a trance.

A dozen breaths ago, he walked briskly in the mountains, and stumbled upon a colorful bead the size of an egg under the tree, and curiously bent down to pick it up, and as soon as his hand touched the bead, the bead disappeared, and then, for a while, the world swirled, and when he raised his head, he changed the world.

He did his best to control and not panic.

Now, the reality of time travel has been accepted.

His name is still Su Ning'an, a little Taoist boy who practices in Changningguan in Cixi County, Dachujiang Prefecture.

This is a very different world from the previous life.

This world, as the bottom, is like fish and meat, which can only be slaughtered by others, not only that, but there are also strange and inexplicable natural disasters in the world.

The original body and those Taoist children are all from Cixi County, and the ways to go up the mountain are different, but there is only one purpose, that is, to pass the first level of martial arts, become a martial cultivator, and obtain Taoist status.

In order to achieve this goal, the little Taoist boy and the eight immortals crossed the sea, each showing his magical powers, and he made people doubt his life.

The original body was also working hard to cultivate, but not for that goal.

He just wanted to become stronger, because he knew that only by becoming stronger could he become a Taoist official, a Taoist official who was more majestic than the lord of the Yamen, and only in this way could he ask some people for an explanation and a justice for his deceased mother.

Otherwise, the thought will not be able to be reached.

However, his efforts were in vain.

The original body has no talent, and after practicing martial arts for a year, the practice of red crows can be an entry.

He also has no money, so he can't buy cultivation resources, unlike some people with backgrounds, who can improve their realm by taking drugs.

It's off to a bad start.

"Why are you stunned?"

I don't know when, Zhang Zhaoquan came to Suningan's side and yelled loudly in his ear.

"Oh!"

Su Ning'an responded, pulled his fist open, and cultivated.

Zhang Zhaoquan glanced at him, shook his head, and turned to leave.

He knew Suning'an's background, an outer room of the Su family in Cixi that was not entered into the family tree, and heard that his mother crawled to the gate of the Su family before she died, crying blood, and the Su family entrusted him to send him to Changningguan.

For a while, it was a joke among the upper echelons of Cixi County.

Entering the Changning Concept, hard work can change fate, this is probably what his dead wife expects of him, right?

What a pity!

This little guy is too talented to be hopeless.

Su Ningan opened the boxing ring and practiced hard, but without taking the auxiliary red crow pill, he could hardly feel the qi and blood burning in his body, and when he practiced boxing, there was only a trace of heating in his abdomen, and if he was not careful, he would not notice it at all.

Putting away the boxing fight, Suningan was stunned.

Before his eyes, a transparent panel appeared that only he could see and others could not see.

There are a few lines on it.

"Name, Suning'an

Profession, Dao Tong

Realm, none

Skills –

Crow Practice, Introductory 48/100

……”

System?

Goldfinger?

Diligent cultivation and hard work to practice the liver experience, the attributes increase little by little, the realm improves little by little, and the panel can make people experience the pleasure of cultivation.

It's like leveling up in the game.

It must be!

Suningan cheered up and pulled the fist fight again.

An hour later, the sun set, and Suningan left Shuangzhaotang sweating profusely, didn't even go to the dining hall for dinner, and went straight back to the courtyard where he lived.

The transparent panel still hangs in front of you.

"Name, Suning'an

Profession, Dao Tong

Realm, none

Skills –

Crow Practice, Introductory 48/100

……”

After an hour of hard work, there was no change in the skill column.

Could it be that I opened it the wrong way?

This thing, except for the ability to put it away and unfold as he pleases, is of little use, no matter what you do, no matter how much you ask, it doesn't change at all, it doesn't respond at all.

Su Ningan frowned slightly, thinking carefully.

He believes he will find the right way to use the panel.

A person can be destroyed, absolutely cannot be defeated, and it is not his style to give up or something.

After a while, Suningan got up and walked out of the door, walked out of the courtyard, and came to a peach blossom forest, sitting with his back against a peach tree.

There are a few people in the dormitory, who often bully the original body.

The original body was always beaten and humiliated inexplicably, and if it weren't for the Taoist temple's rule that no cannibalism was allowed, maybe he would have been beaten to death.

Although he is still alive, his life is very difficult.

I couldn't help but want to hang on to the southeast branch several times, if it weren't for the hatred of the Su family, I would have gone with my mother a long time ago. In order to avoid being tortured, he hid as much as he could, and every time he had to wait for others to fall asleep before sneaking back to the dormitory quietly.

In the dead of night, no one wanted to make a big fuss and provoke the inspectors.

The strength is not good, and he doesn't want to change the habit of the original body for the time being.

It was completely dark, the red crescent moon hung in the sky, and Suningan left the peach blossom forest and returned to his residence.

Although Changning Temple is a place of cultivation and is relatively safe, but, for the sake of safety, it is best not to stay outside the house after the blood moon rises into the sky.

In the house, more than a dozen people have fallen asleep, snoring, grinding teeth come and go, and the room is filled with the smell of Laotan sauerkraut, which is very unpleasant.

The environment is terrible.

So what?

Since it can't be changed, then adapt, crossing can be adapted, what can't be adapted?

A person, as long as he works hard enough, as long as he is strong, can also change everything, and turn to the environment and other people to adapt to him.

It has never been!

The Chase shop was crowded with people, and there was an arrogant guy who dominated two or three positions, and Suningan glanced at that guy twice.

That guy was the leading big brother Wang Tianlin who bullied the original group.

Su Ningan looked at it like this, without any other movements, after a few breaths, he looked away, and then, he took out his quilt from the cabinet and spread it on the floor, although the floor was dirty, it was not a muddy floor, and it was no problem to sleep.

The floor is the original bed, and after a year, I got used to it.

Tomorrow, you have to get up early to practice, wake up before everyone else wakes up, and you have to fall asleep as soon as possible.

Su Ningan took a deep breath and prepared to count the sheep.

However, when he had the idea of sleeping, as soon as he closed his eyes, darkness quickly descended.

It can be said that you fall asleep instantly.

After sleeping, he had a dream.

A very lucid dream.

The transparent panel hung in front of him, and in addition to his own data, there were other changes on it, and there were three more bright and bright characters.

Yanwutang.

A voice rang out.

Synthetic, dry sound.

Is it on?