Some people say that they can achieve the supreme of the heavens of all worlds with the help of the system, some people say that a system must be connected to a great power, and there is a black-hearted boss who squats behind the system to pit the host.

But at this moment, Zhang Yan felt that it was better than nothing, at least there was an extra layer of security for survival.

In the mall, he was able to defeat many opponents who started far better than him, not by foresight, nor by calculation. His best thing is that he knows how to advance and retreat, and knows how to make trade-offs.

There is no love for nothing, and there is no benefit for nothing. When you first arrive in a strange world, what you need most in front of you is to ensure survival. As long as the system can provide survival guarantees, the future will pay a price, and it is also a matter of the future.

There may not be no turnaround.

On the pale blue screen, a celebratory image of a rocket ascending into the sky and fireworks bursting into the sky appears. A new line of text was displayed: "Congratulations on binding the little assistant of cultivating immortals, the path of the immortal road, the little assistant is with you through thick and thin!"

Zhang Yan smiled faintly, skipped the meaningless congratulatory text, clicked on the system, or the assistant explanatory text to read carefully.

According to the explanatory text, the personal interface is not afraid of being seen by outsiders, and Zhang Yan is assured of bold operation.

At first, it is to set a summon password, and after setting, you only need to say or silently recite the password to bring up/close the personal assistant interface, and no more operations are required.

"The Heavenly King Covers the Tiger Pagoda Town River Demon?"

"The ground is high/Gang, a group of streams and mountains through the ages, not good, not good ......"

After thinking for a while, Zhang Yan set the opening password to: "Please baby show up".

In addition to setting a password, there are only two operations: adding points and sacrificing.

All sentient beings who pay attention to Zhang Yan, the emotional fluctuations caused by him, whether they are greed, hatred, hatred, love and evil desires, as long as they are born because of Zhang Yan, can be turned into food, so that he can gain points and use them to improve the exercises.

All things have spirits, and after collecting the killed enemy primordial spirits, after the sacrifice, there is a certain chance to deduce the follow-up realm of the existing exercises and the new exercises, or to merge and split them.

There is a five-fold discount for the first time to add points, and there is a possibility of getting the "blessing of the heavenly official" for the first sacrifice.

As for how much it will be after the 5% discount and what the "blessing of heavenly officials" is, there is no introduction.

"What a rudimentary system...... Please turn around, baby!" Zhang Yan thought silently in his heart.

Faintly glowing with blue light, the translucent virtual interface retracted into the depths of the sea of knowledge, in the blue ice flame that seemed to be real and illusory.

The ice flame, which has been exuding a cold air, as if it will freeze people with more glances, flickered and jumped, expressing his dissatisfaction.

After trying to close the password, Zhang Yan re-summoned the assistant interface.

At a glance, there were more than 100 points in the points column.

Click on the last record: "You are despised by Yuan Miaozhen, a disciple of Chunmingmen, and you get one point!"

He looked at them one by one.

"You are despised by Qi Nanqing, a disciple of Chunming Sect, and you get one point!"

"You are despised by Li Wei, a disciple of Dongmu Mountain, and you get one point!"

"You are despised by Zhang Pingfan, a servant of the Chunming Gate, and you get one point!"

......

"......" Zhang Yan was speechless.

Looking further, two records with dozens of points are displayed. In his memory, that day was the day when he met with the Great Elder of the Chunming Sect on behalf of the Jieshan Sect. As soon as he went up the mountain, he fell into the fantasy of Yuan Miaozhen and couldn't extricate himself, he couldn't remember the situation at that time, and it must be unbearable to think about!

"I started to harvest points more than ten days ago, and now you pretend to let me choose whether to tie or not?" he complained in his heart.

got rid of the entanglement of terminal illness and let go of the heavy pressure in his heart, Zhang Yan, who was particularly open. smiled freely and said, "Anyway, I have earned points, and it is your business to see Zhang Yan as you like!"

The current number of points was enough for him to raise the "Sword Technique of the Mountain" from the fifth to the sixth layer. However, Zhang Yan still felt that it was better to reserve the precious first time to the "Shan Dao Jue". The improvement of basic exercises requires more points than spells such as "Sword Technique of the Mountain" and "Five Thunder Spells".

Theoretically, the basic exercises are also more important.

"The Lotus Porridge Banquet is a good time to earn points! It's only temporary, and I'm really not the only one who is obsessed with Yuan Miao. If it weren't for the great disciple of the mountain, it would be difficult to be despised if he was the 'first talent' of the Wanshan Conference almost three years ago, and the fame he had accumulated before. ”

After a few glances, Zhang Yan understood that earning points is actually similar to the eyeball economy. However, in this world, no matter the ugly name or reputation, you must have the ability to spread your deeds, and simply brushing the lower limit will not work in the era when there is no self-media.

"Not good!" he suddenly remembered something, and his face changed suddenly.

On the one hand, the Chunming Sect held a lotus porridge banquet to contact allies, and on the other hand, it was also to create an opportunity for communication between his disciples and young Junyan.

The scheduled seats are not unchangeable, and after the dance of the blue moon, it is the link of the competition to win the seat. Except for a few, most people's fame represents strength.

In previous years, the number of players in the competition was small, only two. It is not as lively as the disciples of Chunmingmen who asked for advice from Baijia Junyan later.

This year is different, the door owner Chunbo fairy Shui Baguio's voice has just fallen, and on the seats of the two circles of A and B, multiple voices came out at the same time.

"Bishui Pavilion Chu Rou challenges Zhang Yan of the Mountain!"

"Gen Mingshan, Li Tianyan leads the teaching, Brother Zhang, and the mountain is a good move!"

Hearing the beginning of the challenge session, the voices of challenging Zhang Yan came and went.

"Yes, the people in the third seats of C, D, and E are very different from me. Even if the reputation is fake, the great realm will never be fake. Imperial Qi to the divine light, most of the geniuses who can challenge beyond the level are not here. ”

Nine is extremely numerous, and only nine seats are arranged for the first class of Chunming Mountain, and eighteen seats are arranged for the second class. The twenty-four boats were filled with Divine Light monks.

Don't bother looking for it, in the last two boats of the first class, a man and a woman stood up to challenge Zhang Yan.

Hearing the other party and himself speak at the same time, a man in his early thirties with a stiff face on the two boats in the southeast direction of Zhang Yan's side, and a woman with a more ordinary appearance turned his head to look at each other, with sparks in his eyes.

"Is Senior Brother Li going to shoot with Little Sister? It's not impossible to challenge Senior Brother Li first!"

"If you want to fight, you can fight! The seats surveyed by the predecessors of Chunmingmen will be wrong!" Li Tianyan clasped his hands and said conceitedly.

"Oh, so it's good for Senior Brother Li to sit under Senior Brother Zhang with peace of mind, why bother fighting?"

In a few words, Li Tianyan was choked by Chu Rou and couldn't speak. simply don't say a word, a picture of Lao Tzu just won't let it, look at what you look like.

Yuan Miaozhen, who was leading the dance just now, floated back to the Chunming platform and said a few words in the ear of the Chunbo Fairy.

Shui Baguio nodded lightly, retreated to the back of the stage, and let her speak.

Yuan Miaozhen's fingers flicked slightly. The breeze was blowing on the lake, and a crisp chime sounded in the air. It makes people feel cold all over the body, and the flat air is more sober.