Chapter 1 (1/2)
”Hoo...”
SUN Hao looked at the rice paper on the flat table and took a deep breath.
Afterwards, he raised his pen.
That is, a few breath time, a dragon on the paper.
The giant dragon roams in the clouds, two eyes, fierce and domineering, breathtaking.
From the whole point of view, the Dragon seems to be coming out of the paper with a long artistic conception.
”Wonderful! How wonderful
SUN Hao looked at the picture of the dragon rising into the clouds, and nodded his head with satisfaction.
This kind of artistic conception, looking at the whole world, no one can compare with himself.
If in the previous life on earth, absolutely high price.
In this world, it's just a piece of waste paper.
Yes, SUN Hao is a passer-by.
It has been twenty years since I came here.
Originally, I wanted to get the invincible system. Like other walkers, I pretended to fight in the face and went to the top of my life.
But.
Although the system, they are waste constitution.
The body can't store aura, it can't cultivate.
So the system taught him piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, flowers, tea, forging, planting, cooking, cloth, porcelain, carpenter, doctor
It's all human means.
Most of them have reached the highest level.
Now, painting is the only skill, and it's almost perfect.
”Ding, it is detected that the host has drawn a perfect work --” the Dragon ascends into the clouds ”. Painting experience + 1000.”
”Ding, the painting level has reached the highest level!”
”Ding, reward the host - a set of top Langhao pens!”
At this time, three mechanical sounds sounded.
On the desk, a wooden box appeared out of thin air.
When you open it, you can see that it is full of writing brushes, from thick to thin, with a complete set.
System products, must be fine.
However, SUN Hao did not pay attention to these.
He breathed a long sigh of relief and his eyes sparkled.
”All of them have reached the highest level. I can practice!”
SUN Hao clenched his fist excitedly.
”Ding, it is detected that all skills of the host are perfect. There is nothing to teach in this system, so let's go!”
What?
There is nothing to teach?
Don't you mean that when all skills reach the highest level, you will give yourself a supreme constitution and start the road of cultivation?
”Wait!”
SUN Hao spoke quickly.
”Well?”
”What about the supreme constitution?” SUN Hao asked.
”Just a moment.”
This finish saying, a cold air current, drill into SUN Hao's body.
”Ding, it's detected that the host's luck is not enough. It can't be opened!”
”Ding, you can only open up the supreme constitution if you have a good fortune!”
After two.
A panel is presented in front of SUN Hao.
[Fuyuan value]: 0 / 1000000
[note]: when Fuyuan value is full, Hongmeng DaoTi can be opened.
Two simple lines make SUN Hao look puzzled.
”System, how to collect lucky value?” SUN Hao asked.
There was no response.
My mind moves.
The people panel is not open.
The system is running away!
”Lying trough...”
The mood has been honed for many years and improved a lot.
At the moment, SUN Hao could not help but burst out a rude remark.
I've been working hard for 20 years just to get the supreme constitution and start the cultivation.
Now tell me, fortune is not enough, need to collect?
Are you kidding me?
If it's just like this, forget it, there's no way to collect it!
What's more, the system just ran away without saying a word!
Who else?
Who else can run into a system that's worse than this?
”Break the system, send the old capital back!”
”I'm going back to earth to be a bully!”
”Peat, really run away!”
SUN Hao kept shouting, only the sound of running water in the mountains responded to him.
”Forget it, feel for yourself!”
”It seems that I should go down the mountain, too.”
SUN Hao sighed and looked into the room.
Pen, ink, paper and inkstone, guqin and flute
His eyes finally fell on a Guqin.
This guqin, also produced by the system, has a simple flavor.
”Old man, this time, I can't take you down the mountain.”
SUN Hao sat beside the Guqin and began to pluck the strings.
Down the mountain.
In a dense forest.
”Damn it
A young man looked at the gap on the long knife and scolded secretly.
On the boy's back, there are many scars, like being hurt by sharp claws.His name is Chen Daoming, a disciple of badaozong.
”Howl...”