Cultivation card draw NPC

Jiang Qinfeng stood up suddenly, and found that he was still in this dangerous and strange world. He curled his mouth and eyebrows, extremely disappointed.

His head still hurts, and his whole body is in a wonderfully exhausted state, slouching.

If possible, he really wanted to turn over and sleep wrapped in a quilt as before in the dormitory.

"So I was saved by some master..."

He covered his head and looked around, the room was bigger than his modern bedroom, spacious and cool, and there was a small round table not far away with delicate snacks, a cursory glance revealed a lot of patterns.

"Ah, you're awake." The pretty white and tender maid who pushed open the door smiled softly when she saw Jiang Qinfeng woke up, "My lord, should we eat first or take a bath first?"

The happiness came so suddenly, Jiang Qinfeng touched his belly and said honestly, "I'm hungry."

His body had also been washed, and he was put on a comfortable white shirt, with a half-moon behind a cloud embroidered on his right chest, like a special symbol.

"What do young masters like to eat? The servants can order them to do it."

"Is there any porridge? Not too thick, thinner rice."

Seeing the maid close the door, he immediately summoned the system in his heart.

"System! In this game of yours, if you die, you are really dead, right?"

This is what he is most concerned about now, although an otaku like him who has read countless articles knows that routines are often...

"During the game, the player is judged to have lost his soul, and the punishment is the death of the player."

Sure enough.

Jiang Qinfeng recalled the fire that hit him before, and couldn't help being afraid for a while, and confirmed again:

"If you lose the game, you die? Only the winner can live?"

"Yes."

Jiang Qinfeng pursed his lips and nodded, got out of bed, and picked a lotus paste crisp from the plate to eat.

"so."

He's very calm now, not panicking at all... shit.

"Does the player have any questions?"

"You let me eat another slow."

Although he said so, Jiang Qinfeng was no longer in the mood to eat, and unknowingly burned the red beans on his hands, crushed them bit by bit, and crushed them into fine slag.

The current situation is much better than it was just now. If you take one step at a time, he is now the European Emperor who has drawn three SSRs at the beginning, so he still has an advantage.

"Continue with the novice tutorial, step by step."

"Okay, the player's name is Dog. The novice tutorial is reloaded... Loading is complete! Where does the player start teaching?"

"Equipment card."

"Equipment cards include four types: Spiritual Roots, Weapons, Armors, and Accessories. Each type can only be equipped with one card, and each replacement has a cooling time of one day."

"I hope players pay special attention. After the equipment card is drawn, the equipment is not cashed out immediately, but issued to the player according to the usual rules of this world."

"For example, spiritual roots are usually born with, so when the player equips the spiritual root card, he will immediately have the spiritual root physique, but when the weapon, armor, and accessory card are equipped, the corresponding items will arrive in the player's hands reasonably in different ways, usually requiring a certain amount of money. Time. Items to check the distribution progress can be obtained by drawing cards."

Jiang Qinfeng nodded: "I understand, that's why I can summon Binglai in a critical moment, but I can't use the Soul Sword."

"Can players only use drawn equipment? Can I use weapons obtained in this world?" he continued.

"Both can be used. However, the equipment extracted by the system is rarer and more powerful than the outside, and the performance is better in the same type of situation, so the system recommends that players use the extracted equipment as much as possible. More detailed rules for players You can view it in the advanced guide."

In this way, except for the Spiritual Root card, other equipment cards have a large number of substitutes in the real world, so they are not particularly important.

In the first ten consecutive draws, Jiang Qinfeng only drew three equipment cards, and one of them was a waste card. Thinking of this, he felt better.

He opened the interface of the item card with his mind.

"The biggest advantage of the prop card is that it can be exchanged into reality and used on objects other than the holder. It contains a wide range of types, including pills, spells, and spiritual methods, and the number is the largest in the entire card pool."

"It's quite a lot, I drew four."

Three N-cards for trauma treatment · Erpin Huoxue Pills, one N-card for Xunfanglu · red paper cranes.

Jiang Qinfeng touched the top of his head, and there was indeed a pain. Probably the person who helped him treat the wound only saw the burns on his face and bruises on his body, and the part covered by his hair was not treated.

He exchanged a bottle, and saw the orange card floating in his vision flicker, turning into countless tiny light spots and gathering on the palm of his hand, condensing into a white porcelain bottle with a long neck and round belly, which was a bit fresh to play with.

The props that Jiang Qinfeng wanted to extract should be better than the ones he got in reality. I don't know if it is a psychological effect, but after applying the cool ointment, he immediately felt a lot better.

Beautiful!

"It would be even better if I could draw a fire talisman, I'm panicking without something to defend myself!"

He sighed, no wonder when the servant killed him, he couldn't use the card no matter how he called, all he got was healing and support, which was uncomfortable.

"You want a fire talisman?"

Gongsun Ying suddenly appeared behind him, his eyes glanced at the blood-activating medicine in Jiang Qinfeng's hand, thinking that it was sent by the people of Jiangfu to curry favor and atonement.

Thinking that his enrollment plan was almost ruined by a small servant of the Jiang family, Gongsun Ying became more and more displeased with this blood-activating medicine.

Seeing that the deadline was getting closer and closer, he traveled all over the world and couldn't even find a boy with dual spiritual roots, let alone a heavenly genius who competed for this entry-level discipleship!

I thought Jiang Yinghao's generation was outstanding, and his son should have at least three spiritual roots no matter what, but he turned out to be a waste without spiritual roots. Let alone cultivation, he couldn't even do ordinary martial arts.

Yesterday he brought his disciples to the nearby villages for the final search, and suddenly felt a wave of extremely pure spiritual power, weak as a gossamer, but exceptionally pure.

Although there was a little accident, but luckily I brought it back...

Thinking of this, Gongsun Ying's complexion became softer, and he looked at this magical boy with concern.

Jiang Qinfeng was terrified, and took a peek at Gongsun Ying's expression, thinking that he had something to say about the blood-activating medicine in his hand, and secretly regretted how he could be so careless as a time traveler with a system in his body.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Gongsun Ying smiled slightly: "If you like that kind of gadget, I'll give it to you."

"Ah?" Jiang Qinfeng raised his head, and the ten fire talismans shone brightly like ten Grandpa Mao dazzled his eyes.

Fuck, no way, ten cards.

This thing can kill a lot of people, right?Is it really good to give him a five or six-year-old child?

He obediently accepted it immediately.

"Thank you, Gongsun—"

How is this called?

What's the matter, the master in front of me gave ten of the things that he didn't take out at one go.

Jiang Qinfeng opened his mouth, he was addicted to oral sex while playing games, and he almost yelled "Dad" heartily.

"Just call me Uncle Gongsun, kid." After finishing speaking, he motioned Jiang Qinfeng to look at the table.

"You eat first, and I will tell you how to use it after a while."

On the mahogany tray, the light white rice porridge in a small celadon bowl is still exuding warm steam, and a plate of cold chicken diced and stir-fried fresh vegetables are placed next to it, which makes people feel excited.

The chopsticks are also made of gold-carved mahogany, and the chopsticks are carved into a hollowed-out bully with turtle-faced fangs, which is gorgeous and mighty.

"The porridge you want is made with the best rice they have. There are few rice grains, so you can drink it in one bite."

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Gongsun Ying continued, "The best specialty in Linjiang City is Yuxiang Jiangmi, which is pure in quality and has a delicate smell. A bowl of rice porridge."

It turns out that such a powerful boss came to deliver food for himself?

Jiang Qinfeng was taken aback, picked up the spoon and chopsticks, and started.

The rice was indeed crystal clear in color, and it was more palatable than any rice Jiang Qinfeng had eaten.

For a while, there was only the slight sound of Jiang Qinfeng eating in the room.

He has a very good eating habits in modern times, he doesn’t smack his lips, he moves vigorously, he eats as soon as he picks it up, and he picks it up when he finishes eating. In modern times, his mother always told him not to eat too fast, which is bad for his stomach.

Gongsun Ying looked at his eating appearance and nodded slightly: "The etiquette is good. You are probably not a beggar before you come to Jiangcheng, right? Monsters are raging in the world, and many people have been displaced. It's pitiful."

Hearing the big brother's explanation, Jiang Qinfeng realized that he had been ruined again, but luckily the other party came back to him.

"Thank you, Uncle, for saving me. My name is Jiang Qinfeng. Ginger grows very diligently, like a gust of wind. You can call me Qinfeng."

"No, the seniority will be messed up by then."

Is he going to accept himself as a disciple?Jiang Qinfeng was a little excited.

"Are you done eating? Change into the clothes in the closet and follow me to the hall. They are still waiting to test your spiritual roots."

Seeing that he was going to take the food away, Jiang Qinfeng quickly shoveled two more mouthfuls into his mouth: "No, I will eat again."

A little boy in his teens, holding his rice bowl pitifully, with round and big black pupils like a puppy, looks really distressing.

Gongsun Ying had never been with such a child before, so he thought it was a little funny, and his usually impatient temper softened a bit, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "You eat, don't be in a hurry."

"Are you really not in a hurry?"

"No hurry, anyway, we've been waiting for so long, it's not too late."

Jiang Qinfeng was on the verge of his mouth, thinking: The boss's words are quite exaggerated.

The new clothes fit well, as if they were tailor-made for him. The moon-white inner shirt and the light white gauze outer cover were full of immortality, like dry ice that had nowhere to put it.

When Jiang Qinfeng was in a coma, he vaguely heard that the people around him called the group of white-clothed disciples of the Tianshimen. He thought that this Tianshimen must be from a sect of cultivation, and he had a thick thigh. He must hold it carefully.

Except for the thin face with protruding cheekbones, which made me feel distressed when I saw it, and my complexion was a little darkened by the summer sun, and the little beggar transformed into a little prince.

At this time, Jiang Qinfeng is still ignorant of the next spiritual root test that is extremely important to all players. After all, as a single-shot SSR mutation single spiritual root, Ouhuang can't experience the feeling of being verified and thrown immediately. Tragic experience.

If God let him experience the following plot again, he would still say:

Ouhuang, it's so cool.