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Chapter 2 System, I don't want to work hard.

"With this system, everything is possible!"

The systematic answer was firm and decisive, which made Ying Jichang shake for a moment. After all, long-lasting vision is the greatest pursuit in life.

This is true for all generations!

Qin Shihuang and Emperor Wu of Han all yearned for immortality.

Ask but cannot get it!

But then he shook his head.

He naturally got the memory of the original owner when he took over Ying Jichang. He knew that there were monks in this world, but the Qi training lineage had long declined.

Subsequently, even the most awesome Taoist ancestor Laozi lived only two hundred years old, and most monks were a little better than ordinary people, and most of them could only live to 100 or around 150 years old.

Longevity is just a joke!

There are many outstanding people in the world who have broken their physical limits. There are many people who have emerged, and immortality is so difficult.

It seems that there are shackles imprisoned in this sky, especially the royal family on earth. It is extremely difficult to practice, and even if you embark on the path of cultivation, it is surprisingly slow.

...

"Then how do you assist?" Ying Jichang looked curious. He felt that the system must have a special solution.

“Let it go…”

Reducing the urge to curse, Ying Jichang: "How can we live forever?"

“Present drugs?”

"Host, you have a problem with your mind, your three views are not correct, and you can enjoy taking drugs for a while, but it will destroy the Taoist foundation, which is equivalent to killing the future!" The system despises Ying Jichang very much.

"What do you know? It's good to take drugs for a while, it's good to take drugs for a while..." Ying Jichang said, "System, I don't want to work hard anymore, just give me a Nine-Turn Golden Pill."

"No, even if there is a Nine-Turn Golden Pill, let alone one, even a piece of shattered pill, the terrifying energy can make the host "bang"..." The system was a little dissatisfied with Ying Jichang's whimsical thoughts.

"Why can't you practice if you can't take drugs?"

After asking back, Ying Jichang sneered: "This is close to the Dharma-Ending Age, where the lifespan of a monk is only one or two hundred years old. Do you let me practice immortality?"

"Cultivation is the great way of heaven and earth. Only cultivation can one become stronger. This is the only smooth road between heaven and earth!"

The system is speechless: "Seeking wealth and honor in danger is the same as longevity. Thousands of troops cross a single-plank bridge, and seeking immortality is easy, so it will not make people yearn for it."

The system said it very well, even more Chinese than the Chinese teacher. Ying Jichang was a little angry and embarrassed: "Cultivation, Qin's office is so poor that it is so poor, what should I do to practice?"

At this time, Qin was indeed very poor. It was ruined by the great situation that the prodigal sons of the previous kings defeated Duke Mu and Duke Li, which made Qin even more poorer.

[In view of the limited IQ of the host and the short life span, this system specially distributes a gift package for novices. Please confirm whether it is accepted!]

"You're paralyzed, I...confirm,confirm!"

In Ying Jichang's ears, this sentence of the system was gone, and suddenly became vivid and ethereal, just like a fairy music.

【Newbie gift packages are successfully distributed!】

[Reward a pair of wise eyes, a Tianhuang Emperor's halberd, and a pair of Xuanhuang inner armor.]

[In view of the age of the host, reward the qi and blood transport technique!]

[Please work hard to practice, ask for the immortality, come on, boy——!]

...

Ying Jichang, who was overjoyed, looked carefully at the novice gift pack. The joy on his face instantly calmed down and suddenly became extremely gloomy.

There is no Nine-Turn Golden Pill, no Pangu Banner, and no Zhuxian Sword Formation...

He only had a pair of wise eyes, a Tianhuang Emperor's halberd, an inner armor, and a qi and blood transport technique.

As soon as the thought moves, the information panel is called:

Host: Ying Jichang.

Race: people.

Bloodline: royal family.

Cultivation: 0.

Lifespan: 5 years.

Practice: Qi and Blood Transportation Technique "The use of refining and strengthening Qi and Blood, combined with the treasure medicine of heaven and earth, can create the supreme foundation of Tao"

Treasure: Tianhuang Emperor's Salute "The peak of ordinary soldiers, slaughtering nine million creatures, and you can advance to the lowest-grade magic weapon." Xuanhuang inner armor "The peak of ordinary soldiers, and you can withstand the peak of Qi training."

When Ying Jichang finished reading the introduction, his face turned darker. The Emperor's Sphur of Heaven and the Xuanhuang inner armor, the names were more domineering than the other, but they all turned out to be a bunch of sluts.

It was just a weapon that had reached its peak, which could be called a magic weapon among the ordinary people. In Ying Jichang's opinion, such a good name was wasted.

"System, how do you divide the level of cultivation in this world?" After pondering for a while, Ying Jichang straightened out the anger in his heart.

"Host, the system only helps you live forever. You can imagine it as a magic weapon that has given birth to wisdom, not omnipotent."

The cold voice made Ying Jichang feel excited: "The road to immortality is long, and it is not good to have the host walk alone.

...

Night falls.

The busy day came to an end, and endless darkness seemed to be about to swallow the world at this moment. Standing on the wall of Liyang Palace, you can see the lights of thousands of families.

At this moment, Liyang City was like a giant beast crawling on the ground. The city walls made of black stones gave people a cold and solemn feeling, as if this ferocious beast was reviving.

"Third brother, if you don't go to bed, what are you doing here?" Ying Qian has been busy all day, and even at night, he will not be at ease.

"Brother, where are Brother Zhong and Jun and Father?" Without looking back, Ying Jichang looked at the stars in the sky emitting bright stars, reflecting with the lights of thousands of families, and was slightly silent.

"After the Central Army passed Lantian, I believe my father will arrive in Liyang at this time tomorrow!"

Ying Qian's eyes were like swords, and the murderous aura on his body was deliberately restrained, and he was still as majestic as a sword. At this moment, standing side by side with Ying Jichang, he could feel that the third brother was pretending to be in his heart.

"Does my third brother have something to worry about?"

Seeing Ying Qian's concerned gaze, he felt aroused in his heart: "Brother, I saw in the book that there are all kinds of monks in the world. I wonder if I can solve my doubts?"

"call……"

Ying Qian looked at Ying Jichang and smiled in surprise: "Third brother, when did you care about the monks?"

"Just these two days!"

Ying Jichang knew that his sudden change would inevitably arouse Ying Qian's alertness, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "There have always been a man, father, eldest brother, and Zhong brother standing in front of me."

"You fight on the battlefield, and support the sky for Qin and me."

"I have always thought about eating and drinking and having fun every day. I just read some books recently and have some ideas."

"I don't want to just do nothing like this,..."

He glanced at Ying Jichang and saw that his eyes were full of purity and no desire to be squished, Ying Qian nodded: "It is a good thing for the third brother to think so."

"There are so many cultivators in the world. As today, the Qi training lineage is lonely. Various schools of thought rise to the world. Qi is highly valued and righteous. The Jixia Academy is full of evil spirits, and evil spirits are hard to approach!"

"The witch and ghosts, ghost cultivators, and witch clans in the southern Chu area all have their own heritage..."
Chapter completed!
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