He was drinking before the crossing, and all without warning.

After crossing over, this body has the same name and surname as himself, but it is still ordinary, but he is just a disciple of a declining small family who studies hard all day long, just wants to seek an official position in the Great Wei Dynasty, and then mixes with it for a lifetime.

It's a pity that the disciple of this family was inadvertently favored by the Holy Son of the Holy Gate, and the premeditated Holy Son saw a person who was almost exactly the same as himself, so he moved the idea of the golden cicada coming out of his shell.

The Holy Son sent a personal beautiful maid, and the disciple of this little family thought that "the romance of love at first sight finally happened to him", so he happily contacted the beautiful woman, and learned some simple things about the "beautiful family".

Perhaps the Holy Son felt that the time had come, or that it was ripe, so he made an arrangement, and the beauty smiled and drank with the disciples of the family, and the disciples of the family only had beauties in their eyes, so they directly drank the poisonous wine containing the "soft incense powder", which would make people lose their strength and slowly plunder.

But even the Holy Son never thought that his life was too brittle for this little family disciple, and he actually died directly after a few days of tossing, so he allowed himself to cross over and take over this body.

So to speak.

If you can't unravel the strange poison of this "soft incense powder", you will only have one year and three months left to live?

And if his identity as a fake saint is revealed, he will definitely die?

Even if it is not exposed, is a saint son who has lost all his skills still a holy son?

Gao Ge thought for a moment. There are still 90,000 years and 20 years of innate internal force.

Silently recite in your heart: "At the cost of soft incense, exchange internal strength." ”

He has a strange poison in his body, and this strange poison naturally belongs to him.

Sure enough, a voice came from my head: "It can be exchanged for forty years of internal strength, whether it can be exchanged or not." ”

"Confirm the redemption. ”

A feeling of relief came from within the body, as if some shackles had been lifted.

The circulation of true qi between the meridians accelerated, and the feeling of abundance in the dantian was even worse.

The true qi gradually flattened, impacting down from the eight veins and twelve positive meridians of the Qi Sutra, and began to slowly form a cyclone.

It's just that the second pulse of Ren Du is still occluded, and I want to think about what the bottleneck is.

A moment later, the cyclone condensed into a golden round pill that was completely wrapped in true qi and was like a substance.

What is it?

Gao Ge curiously felt the situation in his body. Jindan level 1. Innate internal force level 1.

In the twenty years of internal strength, although there is a lot of true qi, it is all accumulated in the body, and if the consumption is over, then it is necessary to find a place to recover and replenish.

And with the Golden Yuandan, all this is different.

Because this golden round pill called "True Yuan" is constantly generating internal force.

A simple operation.

Gao Ge unraveled the strange poison "Soft Fragrance Powder", and gained sixty years of internal strength, and even condensed this strange golden pill.

That ancient jade thought that it was specially left by the original Holy Son in order to make his identity realistic.

Hey, it seems that I can't get rid of the name of genius in this life.

You can't experience a life of struggle from scratch.

I have to say that it is a big pity.

Gao Ge gave birth to some strange emotions.

Then.

There was a shrunken knock on the door.

Then it was a woman's voice, and there was some fear in her voice: "Holy Son." ”

What should be faced must be faced after all, it seems that this Holy Son will continue to pretend, if it is exposed, the first person to suffer is himself, the Holy Son's mastery of people's hearts can be seen, Gao Ge even suddenly gave birth to a strange feeling that he was a chess piece.

"Come in. ”

With a creak, the door was pushed open, and the small girl in the goose yellow shirt held the dinner plate and carefully placed it on the table.

There is medicinal porridge on the plate, as well as two side dishes.

The girl turned and closed the door again, the gaudy on her face completely obscured by fear.

She squeezed out a smile: "Holy Son, are you awake?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm Ning Mengxi, the daughter of the sect master of the Listening Tide Sword Sect..."

"What do you have to do with me? I'm kind of amnesiac. ”

Gao Ge has a strange poison in his body, and he is in the Holy Gate, so naturally he can only be explained by "amnesia".

A flash of joy flashed in Ning Mengxi's eyes, but he quickly sighed lightly and said, "Holy Son, have you forgotten, I am the furnace for you to break through." ”

Furnace Ding?

Gao Ge had some impressions of this word.

The path of cultivation is lonely and long, but the heart throbs, especially after the strength is increased to a certain extent, it is even more difficult to be self-contained, and if you want to cut off the love thread, it is to travel to the world and experience all the feelings between men and women.

And the furnace tripod is the big sect in order to save time for the disciples who are favored in the door, and directly bring the woman he likes to the sect, let the disciple enjoy it, after the disciple cuts off the love thread, the furnace tripod will become a waste tripod, useless.

It seems that the realm and status of this holy son are very high.

Gao Ge naturally looked at the petite girl in front of him.

The skin is as white as snow, the head is green like a waterfall, gently and skillfully holding it behind him, the end is tied with a red rope, and the bangs are divided into two, revealing a charming face.

No matter who sees it, you have to say "beautiful woman".

Is this girl her own furnace?

Vent your lust for yourself?

It's a pity that I'm new to the city and I'm in a crisis, not to mention that the environment hasn't been figured out yet, although I'm a little excited, I'm still going to forget it.

Moreover, when he was passing through the process, a trace of innate chaos Dao was imprinted in his mind, which improved his heart, and made him unwilling to live an ordinary life again, eager to become stronger, standing above everyone, all things, and even all existences, to explore the unknown, and pursue the immortal heart of the Great Dao.

For two reasons, Gao Ge was not interested at this time.

He looked at the petite girl who was a little nervous and whispered, "You go down first." ”

"Holy Son, how is your skill recovering, have you returned to the peak of the True Yuan Realm?"

A faint expectation flashed in Ning Mengxi's eyes, if the Holy Son couldn't recover, wouldn't he have to be a furnace?

After Ning Mengxi left, he quietly tested whether the rest of the things in the room could be exchanged for internal force.

The fragrant wood table, which is worth about two or three taels of silver, can be exchanged for an hour of internal force.

The splendid screen, which is worth more than ten taels of silver, can be exchanged for an hour of internal force.

A piece of gold ingots should be twenty taels of silver, but it can only be exchanged for one hour of internal force.

The tree outside the window is worth an hour of internal force, and because it does not belong to the host, it cannot be exchanged for internal force.

Gao Ge silently recites "At the cost of the air I just inhaled, exchange internal force", and the response is "There is too little internal force to exchange".

Continuing to meditate, "At the cost of my faint sorrow, exchange internal strength", the response is "The description is not accurate enough to be exchanged".

Gao Ge was stunned, and changed the wording "At the cost of my loss of the feeling of pain, exchange internal strength", and the response was "The level is not enough, and it cannot be exchanged." ”

Gao Ge continued: "At the cost of my left hand, exchange internal force", and the response was "cannot be exchanged".

Gao Ge continued: "At the cost of the wooden house I just obtained, exchange for internal power," and the response was, "It can be exchanged for a hundred internal power." ”

Gao Ge touched the ground and continued: "At the cost of this planet, exchange for internal power", and the response was "It can be exchanged for 100... 000 internal force, but it does not belong to the host and cannot be exchanged".

Gao Ge thought for a while and continued: "At the expense of Ning Mengxi, exchange internal power", and the response was "can't be exchanged".

Gao Ge continued: "At the cost of my dreams, exchange internal power", and the response was "It cannot be exchanged." ”

.......

A few hours later.

Gao Ge tried everything that could be exchanged.

He has a preliminary understanding of his talent.

First, you can exchange items that belong to you, including gases and liquids that you breathe.

Second, items that don't belong to you can be tested for value through talent.

Third, the internal force of the value of the object has nothing to do with money, but it seems that the more it is in opposition to life, the more strange the ancient object, the greater the value;

The human body cannot be exchanged, illusory things cannot be exchanged, but emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and even fear and pain can be exchanged, but they cannot be exchanged because of the so-called "insufficient level".

After the testing of the system.

Gao Ge thought quietly.

This was his first exploration of his talents, after all, it was one of the two capitals he had to survive in this strange world.

After thinking about it, he licked his lips suddenly, and there was some kind of longing.

Sure enough, it would be faster to drink the venom directly as juice.

It would be nice if someone poisoned themselves again.

The more poisonous, the better.

After all, the exchange of internal force can be completed with just one thought.

When you're done, say "another bottle."

Perfect.

.......