I'm already invincible

"Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river continent, a fair lady, in the river continent, the so-called Yiren"

"Guan Guan Jujiu, in the river continent, a fair lady, in the river continent, the so-called Yiren"

At the hour of the hour, the red sun is shining, and the mist is misty.

Located in a remote small courtyard in the northeast of Xiaochi Town, the sound of reading aloud can be faintly heard.

The aboriginal residents who were busy in various parts of Xiaochi Town heard the sound of reading and turned their heads to look east with a gratified smile on their faces.

five years ago.

A young, handsome and knowledgeable young man came to Xiaochi Town.

After this young man came to Xiaochi Town, he has always settled here.

Soon, he established the first school in Xiaochi Town, teaching the young children in Xiaochi Town to read and write, and the older ones would teach some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The fees of the school dormitory are quite Buddhist. If you have money, you will be given two taels of silver every month. If you have no money, you will be given a few eggs, or anything else.

Some families are really in dire straits, and this easy-going young man will even subsidize some small pieces of silver.

In just five years, this young man has gained a high prestige in Xiaochi Town.

Because of his surname Ye, this young man was honored as Mr. Ye.

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry to interrupt you."

When Ye Changqing was teaching seven or eight teenagers to recite the Book of Songs Guanju, a woman with dark cheeks and a bloated figure came to the door.

Ye Changqing turned his head and smiled calmly: "Aunt Zhang, what can you say?"

"Today, people from the Taixuan Holy Land will come to our Xiaochi Town to select disciples. I want our dog to try it, so"

The woman looked at Ye Changqing with an apologetic expression, a little embarrassed.

Ye Changqing was stunned for a moment, and there was a hint of complexity in his long and narrow eyes. He smiled and said, "As long as you can become a disciple of Taixuan Holy Land, your future achievements will be immeasurable. This is a good thing."

"Gousheng, come out and go home with your mother first."

The woman first nodded respectfully to Ye Changqing, and then waved to a snot-nosed baby.

"Mr. Ye, I brought you some eggs and put them outside the door. Take them with you when you go back later."

After finishing speaking, the woman left in a hurry with the dog who was only ten years old.

As a result, as the woman walked forward, several aboriginal residents from Xiaochi Town walked in.

Ye Changqing looked at a group of aboriginal residents with a smile on his face. Although there was still a peaceful smile on his face, his heart was full of depression.

It seems that this school is about to face bankruptcy.

"Mr. Ye, my Huzi is also preparing to participate in the assessment of Taixuan Holy Land"

"Mr. Ye, my stone is also preparing to participate in the assessment of Taixuan Holy Land"

"Mr. Ye, my second dog is also preparing to participate in the assessment of Taixuan Holy Land"

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In less than a stick of incense, Ye Changqing was the only one left in the huge school.

Ye Changqing sat on the threshold, turned his head to look at the distant mountains surrounded by clouds and mist, with birds passing by from time to time, he couldn't help sighing quietly.

In fact, he is also a time traveler, who came to this world five years ago.

This is a world of cultivating immortals where humans, demons, and demons coexist. A powerful monk can control the supernatural powers of flying to the sky and escaping the earth, overwhelming mountains and seas, and opening up the world.

When he first came to this world, Ye Changqing was full of enthusiasm, thinking that he could open the golden finger like other traversers, quickly walk to the peak of the immortal way, and overlook all living beings.

But what he didn't expect was.

Just five years ago when he was being assessed by the disciples of the Taixuan Holy Land, he was actually found to have no spiritual roots.

In this world, there are many types of spiritual roots, and naturally there are high and low qualities, and the first assessment for any sect to recruit disciples is to test the quality of spiritual roots.

For Ye Changqing, not to mention good or bad spiritual roots, he doesn't even have spiritual roots, which means that he is destined to become a mortal in this world.

Moreover, five full years have passed, and he still hasn't received any tips from cheats.

Sometimes, he couldn't help but wonder if the second author forgot to set a golden finger for him.

However, after five years in Xiaochi Town, he also wanted to open a lot of things.

In this world full of demons and monsters, there are dangers everywhere outside, if you can't practice, you can't practice, it's actually quite good to stay here.

No more feasting and feasting, no more hustle and bustle of the city, teaching people to read and write every day, drawing landscape paintings, writing copybooks, drinking a cup of tea, playing the piano and so on.

In his opinion, this life of self-cultivation is actually quite good.

Moreover, in order to live a more comfortable life, he also purposely opened a grocery store in Xiaochi Town.

Originally, he planned to sell some of his paintings and calligraphy, but these people in Xiaochi Town were rough people who couldn't appreciate them at all, so there was no business to speak of.

As a last resort, he had no choice but to change the shop into a grocery store, and he only sold some mountain products on weekdays. During the holidays, he drew some door gods and wrote some couplets.

After such a year, with this grocery store, Ye Changqing's small life became more and more nourishing.

The students were all gone, so Ye Changqing had no choice but to close the door of the school and leave, ready to go back and open for business.

After half a stick of incense, Ye Changqing opened the door of the grocery store, cleaned up the facade briefly, and then went to the inner courtyard to pick up two framed landscape paintings and hang them in the grocery store.

Today, people from the Taixuan Holy Land came to recruit disciples, and the backgrounds of the people in the Taixuan Holy Land were mixed. It is impossible to say that one of the disciples came from a scholarly family and was also a lover of calligraphy and painting.

Of course, Ye Changqing is quite confident in his own works.

Part of the reason is that he was also from a scholarly family.

And another part of the reason is that since he came to this world, he found that he has a very fast comprehension of the artistic conception of piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and so on.

He is confident that as long as he takes any of his current works back, the market value is estimated to be more than one million.

"Could it be that drawing or something, these useless things are my golden fingers?"

Lying on the rattan chair, admiring the picture of Taixuan Changqing in front of him, Ye Changqing suddenly patted his forehead, as if he suddenly realized something.

Can this kind of ability be considered a golden finger?

Bullshit!

This is a world of cultivating immortals where demons are rampant, and there are dangers lurking everywhere. Even Xiaochi Town, which is adjacent to the fairy land, often causes some disasters. These weak abilities here are completely useless—useless!

call out!

call out!

call out!

At this time, a streamer flashed across the sky of Xiaochi Town, and the sound of piercing through the air was ferocious and ear-piercing.

Ye Changqing immediately stood up and rushed to the door, looking at the peerless figures walking with swords, his fair and handsome cheeks were full of envy.

"If one day I can walk with a sword, coupled with my handsome face, I guess I can wake up with a smile from my dreams in the future!"

"It's a pity, Ye Changqing was not born in heaven, this way of swordsmanship is destined to be as long as a winter night"

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