Cultivation card draw NPC

During lunch, Jiang Qinfeng didn't see Jiang Youlin, he was very puzzled, knowing that Jiang Youlin still came to eat after being scolded and mocked by Gongsun Ying in the morning, obviously what he said was not harsh.

Alas, this child is too guarded. I don't know what he has experienced to become like this.

"Why didn't Uncle Gongsun come?"

Xu Xingxing's face was full of vicissitudes and exhaustion, and his face was bitter like a bitter gourd: "Shangqing Fei has urgent news, and he is still in the room to deal with it."

He poured down a bowl of mung bean soup to relieve the heat, and screamed: "Oh my god, why did I get this recruitment assignment? I'm about to die of exhaustion. Linjiang City is so big, and I go door to door to get inspirations." Gen, I can't wait to be eaten by a demon!"

"Counting the stars, you can just say a few words. You still have to catch up in the afternoon. After checking all the surrounding areas of the city, it will be the turn of the scattered villages outside. You can get the devil you want right away."

The cultivator who spoke was named Li Qing, with a modern Sichuan accent, and he was the one who was truly heartbroken.

"It's my pity that I cheated and got assigned to Wei Shishu Realm's midfield team with three thousand spirit stones, but was finally picked out by Master! In the days when Master is gone in Shangqing Realm, I feel as sad as I am happy."

Jiang Qinfeng: "..."

Is it so miserable?

"Hey, Li Qing, which foundation building class are you in? I think I've heard someone speak this dialect before." Ji Yanghui asked.

"Do you still have a foundation-building class?" Jiang Qinfeng frowned, feeling that things were not simple.

"It's a long story. The three major realms of cultivation recruit new disciples every five years, and they are divided into the human field and the middle field. The requirements for the enrollment of the human field are four spiritual roots and above, and the age is five years old. Male and female are not limited."

"After entering, the qualifications of the three spiritual roots and above will enter the Tianshimen to learn foundation building. The foundation period is 20 years. If the foundation is successful and passed the exam, it will be assigned to a suitable place to practice. If it has been more than 20 years, the foundation has not yet been established. If it succeeds, it basically has no chance for me to go to the Qingjing.”

Ji Yanghui's voice was clear and moving, it was really a kind of enjoyment to hear it.

He was worried that these things would be too obscure to a child like Jiang Qinfeng, so he explained them slowly, and when he only talked about Shangqingjing, he couldn't help but raise the end of his words, with a kind of self-conceit unique to upper-class disciples.

"It will take 20 years to build the foundation?"

"Don't worry about Qinfeng. With your qualifications, you may be able to successfully build a foundation in about ten years."

Jiang Qinfeng asked: "How long will we get to Shangqingjing?"

"It's half a month at the fastest, and 30 days at the slowest. We have to find the last quota for Linjiang City."

Jiang Qinfeng: "..."

This foundation may be a bit difficult to build.

This force seems a bit difficult to pretend.

After lunch, the hard-working disciples of Tianshimen went out to work in the sun again, but Gongsun Ying still did not show up.

Jiang Qinfeng, who was alone, was going to take a nap, lying on the bed, seemingly in a daze, but actually looking at the card.

With the completion of the task, the card face of Tianshimen has also been updated.

The gray spirit stone on the card surface was activated into ice blue, like a bright sapphire. The man in brown showed a smile, and the blue scholar's fan fell to the ground with a dejected look on his face, which seemed to correspond to the changes in reality.

"Does the player conduct love card teaching?"

Jiang Qinfeng called out the Love Cards. In the first ten rounds, he drew a total of two Love Cards. Besides the SSR, there was also an N card.

He had already wasted an SSR chance card, and he didn't dare to do whatever he wanted, so he simply started practicing with the N card.

On the surface of the N card, there is a kind-looking clay-bodied Bodhisattva painted on the surface. The offering table in front of him is empty and looks a little lonely.

【Card name】: Compassionate · Kindness

[Specificity]: The N-level love card that must be drawn at the beginning of the game

[Match Objects]: Creatures below the Foundation Establishment Realm (except players)

[Matching method]: nearby lock

[Task Content]: Random lock

[Reward content]: Achievement value 120 points

[Card Exclusive Rewards]: Drop world general skills

Jiang Qinfeng: "?????"

It was written in simplified characters, but he couldn't understand it.

Use it if you don’t understand it!

He got up from the bed, opened the door, and confirmed the use of this card in his mind.

A green light flew out of the love card, heading for the closest suitable target to Jiang Qinfeng.

The card changes immediately:

【Card name】: Compassionate · Kindness

[Specificity]: The N-level love card that must be drawn at the beginning of the game

[Match Objects]: Shang Country, Linjiang City, Maid of Jiangcheng Mansion, Ning Xiu

[Matching method]: nearby lock

[Task Content]: Help the sick maid to deliver medicine.

[Reward content]: Achievement value 120 points

[Card Exclusive Rewards]: Drop the world-wide skill: Literacy

Drop literacy skills?No wonder it is a card that must be dropped at the beginning of the game. Players must know the characters of this world.For Jiang Qinfeng, who was asked by Master Gongsun to study by himself, he really wanted to sleep with a pillow.

Jiang Qinfeng walked a few steps, and sure enough, he saw a little maidservant in green at the end. She was indeed pale, and she was carrying a black lacquered food box, and she didn't know where she was going.

He understood that the N-level love card is different from the fixed target of the SSR card, but through the principle of proximity, choose the appropriate NPC to complete the random task, and get the achievement value of a single draw.

"Sister, you look so pale, are you sick? Or let me help you."

Jiang Qinfeng softened his voice and pretended to be a good boy. For some reason, Jiang Youlin's face like a little white rabbit appeared in his mind, and he also imitated Jiang Youlin biting his lower lip with his teeth, pretending to be cute.

The little maid clutched her stomach and seemed to be in severe pain. Hearing Jiang Qinfeng's words, she gritted her teeth: "Mr. Jiang, you are so kind. Xiu'er is here to thank you first. This food box was delivered to Mr. Jiang's room. Do you remember?" Stay, knock on the door, put your things at the door and leave, don't do unnecessary things."

Listen, look, you've said that, isn't it even more curious?

The maid also sensed Jiang Qinfeng's eagerness to try, so she had no choice but to explain: "Master Jiang's practice is very dangerous, please don't disturb him, you may die."

A food box was handed over to Jiang Qinfeng, and the little maid clutched her stomach and ran away quickly, as if she couldn't hold it for a moment.

Jiang Qinfeng was even more puzzled, saying that Jiang Youlin didn't even have a spiritual field, so what kind of skills did he practice?

He remembered that Gongsun Ying also said that Jiang Youlin was diligent in the morning. Could it be that he was learning some other exercises to cultivate immortals?

Jiang Youlin lived in the smallest and most remote house in Tangli Bieyuan, and his conditions were not as good as that of Jiang Qinfeng, who was born as a refugee. He was obviously the only son of the city lord who was unattainable in the secular world, but he was able to be so humble in front of the monks.

Seeing that the door was closed, Jiang Qinfeng hesitated for a while, knocked on the door, and put the food box at the door. Just as he was about to leave, he heard the sound of a series of things being overturned from inside, mixed with Jiang Youlin's painful groans/groans and women's cries.

"Oh, it doesn't hurt... it doesn't hurt... okay?"

"It won't hurt... Ayou won't hurt..."

The woman chanted madly about whether it hurts or not, as if she was comforting others, but also comforting herself.

What the hell is going on here?

Just now he was still lamenting in his heart that the difficulty of the N card was really small, and he would get 120 achievement points for just running errands. As a result, this task aroused his curiosity everywhere and tested his moral bottom line.

Jiang Qinfeng frowned, opened the food box, and found that the four layers were full of steamed buns, five on each layer, only the bottom layer was missing one, and there were nineteen in total, although they were all only as big as palms, but did Jiang Youlin love them too Have you eaten buns?

Ah, no.

He pulled out the card, which said it was not food delivery, but medicine delivery.

Are these medicines?

At this time, Jiang Qinfeng had learned the basic mentality of the disciples of the Shangqing Realm, and he was half a foot in the practice, so he could feel that the steamed stuffed bun was indeed different from ordinary food, lingering with a thick cloud of spiritual energy, it seemed that it was indeed a great tonic.

Jiang Qinfeng quietly approached the door, walked to the door, and immediately felt a strong repulsive force, which should be the legendary enchantment.

Oh, he is so good.

Then hang on, Jiang Qinfeng simply hid behind the rockery next to him, there will always be time to come out.

This invisible torture lasted only an hour, sometimes it was silent, and sometimes the woman's grief-stricken sobs could be heard.

Finally, the door opened.

Mrs. Jiang came out with a numb face, with wet tears on her face. She raised her hand to wipe it off, but found that there was a lot of blood on her hand, as if she had just discovered that there was so much blood on her hand , So he took out a brocade handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped it carefully while weeping, until the nails dyed red with impatiens were polished shiny.

She lowered her body, opened the food box, and laid it out layer by layer. When she saw the last layer, the veins on her neck suddenly swelled, as if possessed by a demon, she turned around and pulled Jiang Youlin out of the dark inner room.

Jiang Youlin was dragged unconsciously by her, neither resisting nor crying out for pain, he was only wearing a snow-white jacket, with some blood stains on his chest, like red plums blooming in fresh snow, his hair was loose, more His face was as pale as paper, and he looked like he would not live long.

His biological mother cried and asked, "Why are there so few? Did you secretly throw them away behind my back? Do you know how precious these medicines are! Why are you so uneasy!"

"You eat! You eat! Eat them all!"

Mrs. Jiang pushed his son to the ground, her complexion became more and more contorted, she grabbed the bun from the food box, and stuffed it into his mouth forcefully, not even allowing him to chew, and sent it directly down his throat.

"Eat it, eat it all for me..."

The red nails stabbed hard into Jiang Youlin's tender esophagus, causing him to retch again and again, and the unstoppable saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth to the floor of the corridor, wetting his smooth long hair and white collar, making him extremely embarrassed .

He groaned twice, grabbed the air twice with both hands, and then fell down powerlessly. There was no extra reaction, and the two hazel eyes stared blankly at the top, not even a drop of tears fell.

"Ayou? Ayou?! Ayou? Ayou, don't ignore your mother..."

Seeing that he was not crying or fussing, Mrs. Jiang took out half of Jiang Youlin's hand that was buried in Jiang Youlin's mouth, and instead she burst into tears like a child.

Jiang Youlin slowly propped up his body, spat out the bloody bun, and gently brushed his mother's forehead hair aside with his hand.

"I'm fine, mother."

Xu Shi's throat was scratched by his nails, he frowned and coughed a few times, his voice became hoarse.

Madam Jiang felt relieved, and began to mutter again about whether it hurts or not. By hypnotizing herself, she was also hypnotizing Jiang Youlin.

"Well, it doesn't hurt."

Jiang Youlin picked up the blood-stained brocade handkerchief, and picked it out for a while, but couldn't find a clean place, so he had to wipe the drool from his mouth with his sleeve, then leaned closer to Mrs. Jiang, and gently kissed the corner of her mouth.

He has light hair and shallow eyes, his skin is as white as porcelain, and he is full of dizziness. Under the light, he is so beautiful that he is transparent and ethereal, yet so fragile that he seems to disappear at the touch of a button.

"Go back, mother, I will finish eating."

This gentle incantation brought Madam Jiang back to her senses, and she almost ran away.

Jiang Qinfeng's legs and feet, who were hiding in the dark, were numb from fright.

The scene just now reminded him of the short animation he had seen before, in which the mother loved her child so much that she swallowed her child in the end.

Mrs. Jiang also had that kind of crazy love in her eyes, strong, terrifying, and desperate.

Just when Jiang Qinfeng wanted to move, he saw something even more terrifying happened.