"Hoo ......"

Sun Hao looked at the rice paper on the flat table and took a deep breath.

Then, with a stroke of the pen.

That is, a few breaths of time, a giant dragon on the paper.

The dragon swims among the clouds, with two eyes, fierce and domineering, breathtaking.

The whole thing looks like the dragon is about to come out of the paper, and the artistic conception is long.

"Wonderful!

Sun Hao looked at the just-completed "Dragon Tengyun Map" and nodded with satisfaction.

This kind of artistic conception, looking at the whole world, no one can compare with himself.

If it were on Earth in a previous life, it would definitely be a high price.

In this world, it's just a piece of waste paper.

That's right, Sun Hao is a traverser.

It's been twenty years since I came here.

Originally, I wanted to get the invincible system, and like other traversers, I pretended to be slapped in the face and walked to the peak of my life.

But.

Although he has obtained the system, he is a waste physique.

The body can't store aura, and there's no way to cultivate.

Therefore, the system taught him the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, flowers, tea, forging, planting, cooking, cloth art, porcelain art, carpenter, and physician......

It's all mortal means.

The vast majority have reached the supreme realm.

Now, only the art of painting is still a little hot.

"Ding, detected that the host has drawn a perfect work - "Dragon Tengyun Map", painting experience +1000. ”

"Ding, the painting level has reached the supreme realm!"

"Ding, reward the host - a set of top wolf pen!"

At this moment, three mechanical voices sounded.

On the desk, a wooden box appears out of thin air.

When I opened it, it was full of brushes, from thick to thin, a complete set.

The system is produced and must be a high-quality product.

However, Sun Hao didn't pay attention to these.

He let out a long sigh of relief, his eyes shining.

"All of them have reached the supreme realm, and I can cultivate!"

Sun Hao clenched his fists excitedly.

"Ding, it has been detected that all the skills of the host have been perfected, and this system has nothing to teach, so I will leave!"

What the?

Teachable?

Doesn't it mean that when all skills reach the supreme realm, you will give yourself a supreme physique and start the path of cultivation?

"Wait!"

Sun Hao hurriedly spoke.

"Huh?"

"What about the supreme physique?" asked Sun Hao.

"Wait a minute. ”

After saying this, a cold air flow penetrated into Sun Hao's body.

"Ding, it has been detected that the host is not blessed enough to be opened!"

"Ding, only when you collect the blessing value can you open the supreme physique!"

Two times later.

A panel appeared in front of Sun Hao.

[Fortune value]: 0/100,0000

[Description]: When the fortune value is full, you can open the Hongmeng Dao body.

With two simple lines, Sun Hao's face was full of doubts.

"System, how do you need to collect the Fortune Value?" asked Sun Hao.

No response.

The mind moves.

The People panel is not open.

The system has run away!

"......"

The mood has been honed for many years, and it has improved a lot.

At this moment, Sun Hao couldn't help but burst out with a foul language.

Twenty years of hard work, just to obtain the supreme physique and start cultivation.

Now tell me, the fortune value is not enough and needs to be collected?

Fool me?

If that's all there is to it, then forget it, there is no way to collect it!

Moreover, the system didn't say a word and ran away directly!

Who else?

Who else can come across a system that is even more deceptive than this?

"Break the system and send the old capital back!"

"I'm going back to Earth and pretending to be forced!"

"Peaty, really ran away!"

Sun Hao kept shouting, and in response to him, there was only the sound of flowing water in the mountains.

"Forget it, find out for yourself!"

"Looks like it's time for me to go down the mountain. ”

Sun Hao sighed secretly and swept his gaze indoors.

Pen, ink, paper, inkstone, guqin, flute......

His eyes finally fell on a guqin.

This guqin, which is also produced by the system, has a quaint atmosphere.

"This time, old man, I can't take you down the mountain. ”

Sun Hao sat next to the guqin and began to pluck the strings.

Yamashita.

In a dense forest.

"Damn it!"

A teenager glanced at the gap in the long knife and cursed.

The boy's back was covered with scars, as if he had been wounded by sharp claws.

His name is Chen Daoming, and he is a disciple of the Badao Sect.

"Howl ......"

The scream of the monster came from behind him.

Chen Daoming's scalp exploded and hurriedly ran forward.

The wound on the back was pulled, and along the way, a little blood was sprinkled.

didn't run far, Chen Daoming covered his chest, panting.

A feeling of dizziness came.

"No, we must not stop!"

Chen Daoming took a strong breath and continued to run forward.

However, as soon as his steps were raised, he quickly stopped.

Looking ahead, the pupils of his eyes shrank, and a chill hit.

I saw that in front of him, there was a man in a black robe.

Two sharp gazes, peeking out of the ghost mask, were staring at Chen Daoming.

"Jie Ji ......"

A strange laugh, like a hellish howl, is creepy.

"Little doll, it's game over!" came a human voice under the black mask.

"Just you?"

Chen Daoming pointed his long knife at the black-robed man and shouted angrily.

"Hehe......"

The black-robed man did not respond, and took out a flute.

Chen Daoming summoned the spiritual power of his body and placed it on the long knife.

"Buzz ......"

The long knife glowed with a faint silver glow.

"Come on, hurt each other!"

Chen Daoming clenched the long knife with both hands, kicked it hard, and slashed at the black-robed man like a cannonball.

"Bang ......"

The knife slammed into the ground and blasted a ravine.

However, in front of Chen Daoming, there was still a black-robed man.

"Woo......"

Suddenly, the flute sounded.

Hear it.

Chen Daoming's face changed greatly, he found a direction and ran quickly.

"Howl ......"

Around the dense forest, there were bursts of monster roars.

"Ga ......"

A flock of birds, panicking.

"Not good!"

Chen Daoming broke out in a cold sweat, and his speed sped up a few points.

However, it hasn't gone far yet.

A strange man covered in pitch black, blocking his way.

The strange man's eyes were glazed, and his mouth let out a whining moir, like the roar of a wild beast.

"Howl ......"

Behind him, there was also a roar.

"Damn it!"

Chen Daoming squeezed out the last bit of spiritual power in his body and placed it on top of the long knife.

Then he kicked the ground on his hind legs and slashed at the strange man like a cannonball.

"Ding......

A metallic symphony.

The long knife slashed at the stranger's arm, splashing flames, leaving a gap again.

Chen Daoming was shocked and bleeding from the tiger's mouth, and he was in pain.

Before he could react, the strange man quickly grabbed his claws.

"Stabbing ......"

The claws were shaped like steel nails, grasping at Chen Daoming's chest, with the belt meat, leaving a few blood strips, dripping with blood.

"Bang ......"

Chen Daoming's body flew upside down, slamming into the ground and spurting blood from his mouth.

One blow, seriously injured.

"Howl ......"

In the blink of an eye, a dozen weirdos came in a hurry.

In an instant, Chen Daoming was surrounded.

It is difficult to deal with one.

In the face of a group, there is no way to survive at all.

"Senior brother, wake up! Senior sister, wake up!"

Chen Daoming looked at these strange people and shouted loudly.

However, it didn't work.

These weirdos, like puppets without sanity, turned a deaf ear to Chen Daoming's voice.

"Little doll, now it's your turn, do you have a last word?"

At this time, the black-robed man walked over, and the strange man automatically dispersed and moved out of the way.

"Last words, you hammer! I want to make the old man into a puppet, dreaming!"

After speaking, Chen Daoming picked up the long knife, aimed it at his neck, and stabbed it with a knife.

"Bang Bang ......"

The knife falls to the ground.

"Jie Ji ......"

The black-robed man looked up to the sky and laughed, "Little doll, do you want to die?" It's not so easy, let's honestly become the puppet of this seat!"

The black-robed man took out his flute and began to blow.

"Damn people, puppet clan, you have lost your conscience, and you can't die well!" Chen Daoming roared angrily.

"No ......"

The sound of the flute shook Chen Daoming's soul and fell to the ground, struggling.

The feeling of his soul being torn apart hurt so much that he almost turned his back on it.

His soul is like a candle in a gale, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

"Woo......"

As the flute became more and more urgent, Chen Daoming became more and more painful.

Seeing it, he was about to faint to death.

At this moment, a voice came.

......