I Signed In For a Thousand Years, I Just Want To Get Away From the World

　　 The host is weak, bound to the Wudang Mountain Taiji Palace, and began to sign in...

　　 A line of font appeared in front of Xiang Baiquan's eyes.

　　 Immediately afterwards, a "Twenty Times Cultivation Pill" appeared in the void of Xiang Baiquan's mind.

　　 The emptiness, chaos and chaos, the boundary is fuzzy, and it exists in unknown places, but Xiang Baiquan can store the items obtained by the check-in, or take it out at any time.

　　 Mingming that the empty storage space gives people the feeling of being very tall, but Xiang Baiquan calls this place the "big black box".

　　 This "twenty-fold practice pill" can make his practice for one year equal to twenty years, and the effect lasts for one month, which is very mysterious.

　　 After reading the pill, he put it in the **** box.

　　 This pill was suspended in the void, still in the midst of many "twenty-fold cultivation pills", falling into a state that would never change.

　　 Xiang Baiquan felt a little speechless when he saw the words "the host is low in strength", "After the end of this year, start practicing. If you don't make any progress, the old man is really going to be disappointed in me."

　　 The reason why he didn't practice cultivation was actually because of helplessness.

He came through, but he was also an abandoned baby. He was picked up by Wudang head Zhang Zhenren to Wudang Mountain, and then he was brought up by a peasant woman under the mountain, just because he was called Xiang Baiquan, probably the silver head on his neck. The words "Xiang Baiquan" were engraved on the life lock, and the old way did not change his name.

　　 In the autumn of thirteen years old, Zhang Zhenren tried his mind in the school, so he accepted him as a disciple, and also a closed disciple.

　　 It’s just that Xiang Quan’s aptitude is really ordinary, more than two years have passed in a flash, even if it is just some superficial physical fitness methods, he has achieved nothing.

　　 Even so, Zhang Zhenren said nothing.

　　 At the beginning of last year, there was a heavy snowy day and the town under the mountain was decorated with lights and festoons. Xiang Baiquan went down the mountain to accompany the peasant woman he regarded as his mother, and had a New Year meal together. Then when he woke up, he suddenly found that he had an extra system.

　　 He still remembers the string of system sounds that rang in his head.

Ding!

　　You can sign in. The weaker you are, the more generous the reward will be.

Ding!

　　 Please select the sect to bind, the sign-in item obtained is related to the sect to which it is tied.

Ding!

After 　　 is selected, unless you get the "Unbound Jade", you cannot change the martial art.

Ding!

　　Special reminder, please do not break the lottery, otherwise the time of the end of the month and the end of the year will be reset.

Xiang Baiquan is a traverser at any rate. Although the experience before the crossing has been regarded by him as a past life, he laughed at that experience as "forgot to drink soup on the Nai River Bridge", but he was concerned about the "system" and "sign in". , "Broken Sign" is no stranger.

　　 So, he directly bound to the Wudang Mountain Tai Chi Palace, and started the sign-in journey.

　　 The sign-in is not too fancy.

　　 From Monday to Thursday, 99% are practice pills.

　　 On Friday, ninety-nine percent are special medicines, such as healing, poison, and even psychedelic.

　　 Saturday and Sunday, it is a visa-free card.

　　The grand prize at the end of the month is a one-time card-like product.

　　The grand prize at the end of the year is the exercise.

　　 In the first year, Xiang Baiquan’s exercise was called "Eight Desolation and Six Combinations, So I Exalted".

　　 Xiang Baiquan did not practice, but he probably flipped through this dark golden book page.

　　 This technique is so powerful that it can even completely transform the human body and completely upgrade the structure of the human meridians. This kind of technique Xiang Baiquan has never heard of.

　　 But this method has a weakness.

　　 This weakness is that every five years, you need to "rejuvenate" once. After rejuvenation, the skill is cleared. If you want to recover, you have to wait slowly for ten days.

　　 During these ten days, a layer of gong power will be restored every day, and she will also grow up to a tenth of his age.

　　 This weakness is good, Xiang Quan likes it very much.

　　 This means that even if he gets stronger, he can still get the most lucrative year-end prize at the time.

　　......

　　The early autumn is bleak, the wind and rain seem to have a sad woman kneeling on the loess, crying loudly,

　　 Teardrops swayed in the sky and the earth, mixed with the sound of ghost crying and wolf howling as they pierced through the forest and threw leaves and drilled holes.

　　 When Xiang Baiquan returned to the Zixiao Palace with a sword and amulet on his back, holding a black umbrella,

　　 Two little Dao Tong took his umbrella, sword, and talisman. One of them raised his head and winked at him, then squashed his mouth again, indicating that something bad was about to happen.

　　 Xiang Baiquan was stunned, scratching his hair like a bird's nest, waiting to ask something, but there was already a veteran voice in the Zixiao Palace:

　　 "Enter the house."

　　 Xiang Baiquan no longer cared about the child, stepped forward a few steps, and opened the door to enter.

　　In the gate, the golden figure of Emperor Zhenwu is tall and mighty, wearing black clothes, wearing gold armor, and a jade belt around his waist.

　　 And the white-haired old man who seemed to be muddled and awkward, sat at the feet of the demon goddess, with his hands folded in his sleeves, as if he would never wake up.

　　 In addition to the old way, there were three Taoist priests, two Taoist aunts, and a useless person in a wheelchair.

　　 These are Su Quan’s four senior brothers, two senior sisters... Originally there were more than these six, the others were either vulgar or... dead.

　　 Xiangquan looked at the serious atmosphere about to freeze people to death, smiled and said, "Master...what happened?"

　　 The old Taoist said: "I have four precepts on the mountain, read it again."

　　 Xiang Baiquan said: "One precept must not kill in order to survive, the second precept must not be lewd for pleasure, the third precept must not be stolen to provide for oneself, and the fourth precept must not be lied to be able to use it."

　　 The old Tao asked: "Do you know that you are wrong?"

　　 Xiang Baiquan was a little confused.

The sixth elder sister's road number is Baimeizi, about twenty-five or sixty. She is **** in the braid that drags her calf, her expression is still, but her lips murmured a few times, and the sound transmission said: "Senior brother, there is a significant match, you are locking. We are watching every word and deed in the demon tower."

　　 Xiangquan thanked the Sixth Sister from the bottom of his heart, he had to mention something, and he hurriedly reflected on it, thinking about what he said.

　　 He tentatively asked: "Is it...too...too small?"

　　 Everyone immediately looked solemn.

　　 Xiang Baiquan smiled; "Master, I just said her eyes are small, so what..."

　　 The old Dao interrupted him and said lightly: "Go to the emperor jade statue in the outer palace, kneel and punish for a long time, and then come to me after a long time. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 Xiang Baiquan stopped sophistry and replied respectfully: "Yes, Master."

Senior Brother is a calm and somewhat immortal long-bearded middle-aged man. He spoke with a mouthful of the local flavor and reminded him: "Brother, kneel to the side. There will be pilgrims. Yes, don't affect it."

　　 Xiang Baiquan said: "I see, big brother."

　　 As he said, he went out and came to the Outer Palace of Zixiao Palace, circled a half circle around the jade statue of Emperor Zhenwu, knelt on the side futon, bowed his eyebrows.

　　 While in the inner palace, the old Dao sighed softly, and then said: "Qingquanzi is roaming, you guys who are brothers and sisters, please take care of him more."

　　 A beautiful Taoist aunt said, "Master, let Junior Brother learn Fulu from me."

　　 This woman's name is Yu Qingzhu, and the Taoist name is Qingzhuo. Although she is only eighteen years old, she is the second elder sister, who is a genius of Fudao.

Speaking of this, the third senior brother Liu Chen in the fat world also hurriedly followed up, echoing the senior sister and said: "Master, although the younger brother seems to be tall and burly, he hasn't practiced anything in the past three years. A Taoist who can cast down demons and exorcise demons...Don't say five years, even ten years, he won't be able to go down the mountain. The painting amulet is more suitable for him."

　　 The old Dao looked around and vaguely noticed that the six disciples around him had the same idea.

　　 He sighed softly: "The emperor was once a prince. At that time, who would have thought that he could kill Beiming's 30,000 monsters, oppress the monsters, and bring peace to the world?"

　　 Everyone is speechless, it seems that the teacher is comparing the little junior and Zhenwu Emperor.

This metaphor really made all the disciples feel like vomiting in their hearts, but they couldn’t vomit. They couldn’t say, "Master, your old man is really blind. The emperor is the emperor, and the younger brother is the younger brother. This is different." Yes.