The Correct Posture for Anti-Transmigration [Quick Transmigration]

...... Could it be that my body has become smaller and my IQ has also decreased?

As soon as this idea came up, it was immediately rejected.

Do not!Absolutely impossible!

It must be that things went smoothly yesterday, and my conscience discovered... I guess.

With this complicated mood, Fifth Hao skillfully stewed a pot of fish meat soup that is easy to digest and fragrant, and cooled it with the Wind Control Technique.He carried a bamboo tube of soup in, knocked on the edge of the bed with one hand, and said a little unhappily, "Get up, eat."

The male lead who woke up at some point trembled slightly under the quilt, but there was no reaction on his face.

Fifth Hao squinted his eyes, feeling that his patience was gradually decreasing, "I still have something to do, I don't have time to coax you, hurry up and eat!"

The hero still didn't respond.

Thinking about earning spirit stones for the male lead, his patience was about to run out, and he put on a little baby fat face, and said unhappily, "For the last time, get up, or don't blame me for being rude." !"

The other party still ignored him.

Fifth Hao's lack of patience was finally exhausted.

Do you really think I can't cure you?

Putting the bamboo tube beside the bed, he turned and walked out the door without saying a word.Not long after, Fifth Hao came back again, holding a funnel that had just been cut from eucalyptus outside.

Jumping onto the bed that was just as high as his chest, standing next to the male protagonist, he bent down, pinched the opponent's cheeks forcefully, and lifted the opponent's upper body abruptly (due to height restrictions, so only).Hold the opponent's back with the wind, regardless of the opponent's weak resistance, insert the funnel into the mouth with the right hand, aim the tube at the throat and fix it, hold the cold fish soup 'dundundun' in the left hand and pour it all went in.

The whole movement was done in one go, without giving the opponent any chance at all.

At the end, he pulled out the funnel, put the coughing man back on the bed because of the short-term suffocation just now, patted the one hand that was still dark and the other hand that was a little dark, snorted coldly, and held something gone.

After the door was closed, the male protagonist who stayed in the house couldn't hold back, coughed for a while, and then he recovered.Lying flat on the bed, I don't know if he was irritated by the behavior just now, there seemed to be some light in his originally dead eyes, staring at the ceiling made of bamboo, he shook his right hand twice, but for some reason, his eyes became empty again stand up.

After tidying up the things outside, Fifth Hao looked up at the sun, and when it was almost time, he entered the door with a bamboo tube filled with half a pot of fish meat and wild vegetable soup, put it on the stool next to the bed, and said, " I'll be back tomorrow at the latest, and I want to eat." Then I went out again.

Back then, the hero had a well-to-do family in the mortal world, and he was the most important person in the family. Naturally, he never worried about making money.He read it twice last night, and the clearer memories are either singing with all kinds of beauties, enjoying the moon while drunk, or practicing, only a small part is related to the information he wants to know.

The spirit stone in this world is different from other comprehension novels in that it is not used as a currency, but as a material to buy and sell.There are three kinds of quality - low grade, middle grade, and top grade.

Low-grade spirit stones are the cheapest, and even mortals who don't know the art of immortality sometimes use them for casting; middle-grade spirit stones are more widely used in the world of cultivating immortals, and are indispensable for craftsmen to make spiritual weapons; The aura is pure and has few impurities, which is of great help to improve the quality of the spirit weapon, but it is more expensive to sell, and generally only the disciples of the immortal sect with relatively rich funds can afford it.

In terms of the ability to absorb turbid air, naturally the lower grade is the worst, the middle grade is next, and the top grade is the best.As for the specific selling price... Sorry, I have never used waste products below top-grade spirit stones, so I can't refer to them.

So that Lao Tzu can’t count firewood and rice properly now (the price of Lingshi.)

The first task now is to make money to buy spirit stones, and from the hero's memory, it can be seen that there are three types of fast money in this world-killers, alchemy, and weapon refining.

Considering that killers are easy to make enemies, dragging a male protagonist along will not be fast enough, there is no alchemy fire for alchemy, no weapon fire for refining weapons... Fifth Hao thought about it, and decided to go to the place where casual cultivators gather to pick up some killing monsters The reward is ready, not only can you get money, but you can also sell the demon pill and some parts of the monster for money.

Tsk, I don't know if the body given by the Space-Time Management Bureau is powerful or not, which type of spirit stone is enough to buy, and I will wait to observe other people in the place, and then decide which type of task to accept.

After checking the formation around the bamboo hut, and after confirming that it was correct, he used his celestial power to resist the wind and traveled westward. After more than half an hour, he flew to Jinzhou City, which was three hundred miles away.

This is one of the rare places where casual cultivators gather, and what's even more peculiar is that it was built in a mortal city.

In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, Fifth Hao specially found a place where no one was around to land, and walked to the gate of the city step by step.Unexpectedly, after queuing for a long time, he was almost at his own, when he suddenly saw a person wearing a blue and white robe with the seal of Tai Chi walking with his sword, and the 'swipe' passed over his head.The gatekeeper who collected the city fee at the gate didn't even lift his eyelids, as if he didn't see it, and said impatiently, "Come on, next one! Hurry up! Don't smudge!!"

After walking two steps forward, Fifth Hao looked up at him and wondered, "Master Jun, you let him in because he didn't pay the city fee just now?"

"Yo?" The city official looked down at this little guy whose clothes were made of good material and had fair skin, and he thought it was a lost young master from some rich family.Seeing him with a serious face like a little adult, he said cheerfully, "Where is the child? Lost with his parents? Go, go, stay there, you dare to talk about immortals, don't you want to live?"

Tsk, after a long time, there is no queue.

After figuring out what was going on, Fifth Hao gave up his seat and walked to the side.The city official wanted to say something more, but in the next second, he saw the child fly up out of thin air, and with a 'swipe' sound, he passed the door and headed into the city.

He took a deep breath and was so frightened that he almost sat down on the ground.With cold sweat dripping down the face of the city official, he asked his colleague next to him tremblingly, "Just now...did I drive away a fairy?"

The colleague sighed and nodded heavily.

The door clerk screamed, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground - he was so frightened that he passed out.

Wu Hao, who had already entered the city, didn't know the farce behind him, followed the route in his memory, walked through the streets and alleys, and quickly found the place.

It was a very long street, or a bazaar to be more precise.It's so deserted outside that you can't even look at a passerby, but looking forward from the entrance, you can see a sea of ​​people, the hawking of the stalls next to it can be heard endlessly, and the aura of magical artifacts can be seen everywhere.

Stepping over the outer layer of barrier that separates immortal cultivators and mortals, Wu Hao suddenly had the illusion of entering another world when he felt the much richer aura in the air.

Looking around from the corner of the eye without any trace, he found that no matter the stalls or shoppers around him, their cultivation level was not as high as his own, just like transparent glass, you can see through the depth with a single eye.

It seems that compared to the cultivators who have not yet become immortals, the strength of this fairy sword and sword spirit body is not bad.

While silently assessing the per capita level in his heart, he walked inside and saw a few stalls that put low-grade spirit stones and some little monster skins and claws with little spirit energy in a pile. With points.

After seeing a six-story tower named 'Jiuling', Wu Wuhao walked in and looked around.Sure enough, it is indeed the largest intelligence building in the entire world of cultivating immortals. Although it looks small and inconspicuous on the outside, there is a universe inside. The area alone is more than thirty times larger, and the cultivation base of the immortal cultivators inside is also higher than outside. Not a lot.

This is also a place that the hero used to frequent, but he usually goes to the third floor to help his confidante choose gifts.And my destination is the reward list on the first floor. Most of them are monsters that some sects of cultivating immortals can't spare to clean up, or that disturb the lives of mortals.

The list is divided into Tiandi Xuanhuang, Tiandi is the most difficult, and Yellow is the easiest.

Standing in the corner, Fifth Hao observed silently for half an hour, and saw that most of the cultivators whose cultivation bases were much lower than his chose the Xuan level, and only a few people whose cultivation bases were still not high picked up the ground. No one touches the two monsters on the heavenly level.After pondering for a while, he decided to try his hands at the Xuan level first, before thinking about anything else.

Stepping forward, he uncovered the list with relatively rich rewards, Fifth Hao left a ray of his own fairy power as a mark, took out the astrolabe that offered a reward from the box, and left Yufeng.

After flying for more than two hours following the location guided by the astrolabe, we arrived in a dense forest where the sun can't even shine.According to the reward, there is a tiger-like monster with fox-like ears named Lican here.The monster has a tyrannical temperament and likes to eat people. It often rushes into the villages and towns outside the forest and kills people, making the people around it miserable.

It is mentioned later that this monster never comes out during the day, it seems to be afraid of light, like the sound of the harp, and it can hide but cannot be caught.

Fifth Hao was somewhat disapproving of the latter sentence.

If he said he couldn't catch it, it was only for ordinary people. After closing the reward, he immediately launched a blanket search.

No fruit.

emmmmm...

Since it is too hard, we have to lure the snake into the hole.

I heard that this bastard likes to listen to the piano?

Holding his face swollen by reality just now, he thought with a little emotion: These days, even monsters are not easy to mix, and no one who has a difficult hobby can't get a reward, and those who do it can't get rid of it. The skill points are all given to Xianshu, so you have to be versatile.

After traveling through so many worlds, Wu Wuhao thinks that although he is not good at everything in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, it is always no problem to master everything, and he is even much better than many people who claim to be proficient.I bought Zhangqin that night, and played it non-stop for four hours. At the end, my hands were twitching, and the monster didn't even bother him.

Fifth Hao, who always felt that he was despised, was so angry that he kicked off a pagoda tree that was hugged by three people. The beast flies.

On the way, he also tried to hire a violinist to help, but unfortunately even those violin skills were not as good as his own. When he heard that he was going to catch monsters, they would pull him like a big girl with yellow flowers who was forced to sell herself. Blowing his nose at the hem of his clothes, weeping and howling unwillingly.He was so disgusted, and he couldn't come hard, he tried several companies, so he had no choice but to give up.

Unexpectedly, the first reward would be so troublesome. Sitting on the tree trunk, Fifth Hao really broke his heart.

It would be great if this was in the western world, I'm the best at violin...Even in the eastern world, why don't you say that this monster doesn't like to listen to allegro or erhu? .. Tut.

If I had known earlier, I would not have accepted this task.

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