Chapter 7: It Really Didn't Mean It

After crossing his knees, Xinyuan couldn't help but immerse himself, and the attribute interface he had seen before immediately appeared in his mind.

There hasn't been the slightest change from before.

However, there were 10,000 extra experience points on it, and you don't have to think about it to know that these experience points should be exchanged for a thousand taels of silver tickets he got before.

However, it's very strange, the voice of the successful system of the fate transformation will sound before, why didn't it sound this time?

"No matter, as long as the experience points are in hand, anyway. ”

As soon as his mind moved, Xinyuan directly assigned the 10,000 experience points to the attribute interface.

At this point, the properties on the interface change again.

Name: Xinyuan

Gender: Male

Identity: Monk

Physique: Mortal body

Cultivation: 5th Layer of Qi Refining (400/5000)

Exercise: The Second Layer of the Eight Buddhas of the Heavenly Dragon (90/5000)

Martial Arts: Big Buddha Fist Three Styles (0/3000)

Armament: None

Xiu Wei broke through to the fifth layer of qi refining in one go, the exercise "Heavenly Dragon Eight Buddha Records" also broke through to the second layer, and even the big Buddha fist also broke through to the third level, which is simply not too fast.

Cultivation is improved, and the breakthrough of martial arts skills is very good, but Xinyuan always feels unhappy.

Before, he turned into two taels of silver, but he increased his experience by 1000 in a row, but now it is 500 times that of that time, and no matter how good the experience point is, it must have a 100 times.

But this 10,000 experience points is only 10 times the previous one, which is far from 100 times, let alone 500 times.

In the future, I'm afraid that even if it turns into something valuable, the experience value will rise very little, which makes him extremely helpless, is this the limit of this system?

You must know that now he is only the fifth layer of Qi refining, so after that, his upgrade experience points will only be a lot more, and now it will cost 5,000 experience points to increase the cultivation level, and it will soon be 12,000, and even in the end, it will break through 100,000 It is also a normal thing.

Where does the experience point go?

It's just that this 1,000 taels of silver tickets is only so much, and the 10,000 taels of silver tickets are not much higher, do you want to turn other things into something?

Xinyuan thought about it, this can be a try.

It's just that it's hard to turn into other things, after all, the value of these things must be more than this thousand taels, otherwise it will still be useless.

A small Jiangcheng, there are very few such things, whether it can be transformed depends on his own ability.

Thinking of this, Xinyuan sighed, after all, this fate is not as simple as imagined, and even more valuable things, then you must have more powerful strength.

For now, though, it's enough.

The fifth layer of qi refining, this is difficult to find an opponent in the small Jiangcheng.

The next day, the heavy blue canopy was retreating a little bit behind the sky, and the beautiful blue morning light had just put a coat on the cascading peaks in the far east, and suddenly, the breeze blew by, and the fresh air was fresh and pleasant.

Xinyuan opened his eyes and looked at the place where the second dog was lying when he was already gone, so he must have gone to the fate again.

Beggars begging are a matter of course, but now that they have money, why do they have to beg again? Xinyuan didn't understand Ergou's thoughts.

After a while, Ergou returned, and at this time, he had a few more buns in his hand.

Well, I ate steamed buns all day yesterday, and I ate steamed buns again early this morning, and I felt sick to my stomach when I watched this steamed bun keep rolling in my stomach.

"Xinyuan, come to breakfast. The second dog barked.

Originally, Ergou kindly invited him to eat steamed buns, but he shouldn't have refused, but when he saw this steamed bun, he was really hard to swallow.

"Ergou, wait a minute, you don't have to beg anymore if we have money now, let's go to the money village to exchange the silver ticket later, and then buy a few sets of clean clothes and robes, and go to the restaurant to have a good meal, so why eat this bun again." Xinyuan said helplessly.

When Ergou heard this, he immediately shook his head and said, "That's right, but what about this bun?"

At this time, he was carrying a bag of buns in his hand, and he looked like there were quite a few, perhaps because Xinyuan ate a lot yesterday, so he bought a lot, and there were more than a dozen of them.

How can he eat so much early in the morning? Not to mention that he ate so many steamed buns yesterday, how can he still have this appetite?

Xinyuan was speechless.

"It can't just be wasted. ”

Xinyuan pondered for a while before saying, "You eat one to fill your stomach, and the rest will be given to the beggars around." ”

There are many beggars outside the city, refugees from other places, and beggars who have been living here all the time, and they all live in some dilapidated houses outside the city without food and clothing.

Ergou had also dealt with them when he first came here, and had a good relationship with some beggars, and it was one of them who helped him move his heart here at that time.

When you receive favors from others, you should repay them with a spring, not to mention a great grace to save your life, and now that you have something to eat, it is naturally impossible to forget them.

Ergou also said: "Okay, it's decided." ”

The two of them left the dilapidated house.

The outskirts of Jiangcheng are ten miles away, and they are also part of Jiangcheng, which is called the outer city, and its economic strength is not inferior to that of the inner city.

Fifty years ago, a beast tide forced the then Jiangcheng City Lord to abandon the outer city and stick to the inner city instead, and the outer city became a dead city in an instant.

When the tide of animals receded, the severed limbs and dilapidated houses were everywhere, and today, fifty years later, it has become a gathering place for beggars and homeless people.

It's just that after 50 years of changes, there are only a handful of dilapidated houses left that can be inhabited, and many people have to squeeze into a dilapidated house.

Obviously, the three beggars yesterday are a very powerful category, otherwise it would be impossible for no one to come to live in this dilapidated house, but let Xinyuan and the two pick up a bargain.

It's cheap and easy to pick up, but it's not easy to pick up.

No, as soon as the two of them stepped out of the dilapidated house, a dozen beggars came in front of them, and they were murderous one by one, holding bamboo canes and staring at everything.

"Stop. ”

The people who took the lead were the three people who suffered from them yesterday, and they were brought to find a place.

"What's the matter? The three of them can't beat a group?"

Xinyuan glanced at them lightly, expressionless.

"What do you want to do?

"Robbed us of our shelter and dared to injure us, no one can save you today. ”

The three of them sneered at the same time.

"Amitabha, the little monk really didn't mean it yesterday. Xinyuan folded his hands and saluted.

Deceitful!!

I just returned that attitude, but now I have become a high-ranking monk, when the three of them are stupid? Are they so good at playing?

The three of them were furious in their hearts.