[Sword III] Collection System

"Hey, little brother, take it easy, I became like this because of you." A certain Hua sister lay on the bed and chirped.

"..." Fang Xi took the blood stasis ointment in his hand and slapped it on her knee. The pain made her grin her teeth, and she deserved someone to curse him to death.

"It's all the senior sister's fault, if Mr. Xie hadn't brought the little junior brother back, I don't know what would have happened!" Xiao Hualuo put her hips on her hips and pouted.

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault." Sister Hua was dejected, like a delicate flower that had been frosted.

"Hmph, it's good if you know you're wrong." Xiao Hualuo poked her forehead, looking like a little adult, and then she turned her head to look at Fang Qi: "Little brother, next time my sister will take you to Xianji Rock Have fun, let's ignore her"

No, he just wanted to be quiet, Fang Xi complained expressionlessly.

This little flower is not a stranger anymore, it is a disciple of Huasheng Danqing, whose surname is Su and whose name is Bining. When he was recuperating in bed, she would often bring various cakes to Luoxing Lake to condolences.

After visiting Sister Hua, a specialist in death, Fang Xi hurriedly ran to the Tiangong Pavilion where Gongsheng was located to attend a lecture. He heard that this time he would focus on explaining the internal structure of the Mechaman. He was pulled by the people behind him.

"Wo... I'll go too" Jian Xun Xiaozheng, who was thrown to him by the irresponsible Xi Keqing, said stutteringly while looking into his eyes.

"..." It turned out that it wasn't that he couldn't speak, but that he couldn't speak at all...

Fang Xi suddenly realized.

That's easy to say, anyway, Ten Thousand Flowers Valley has a free atmosphere, and it's not a problem to bring someone to attend the class, so Fang Qi took his hand and went out together.

"Hey~ I'm coming too!" Little Lolita Bining also climbed out of the bed, bouncing up and down to keep up with the two in front.

The time in the valley passed quickly, and it was early summer in a blink of an eye. During this time, the Fangxi children relied on their age advantage to follow the Gongsheng's side and listened to the courses that only junior, intermediate and senior students could listen to. After a few months, there was little practice. But he also understands it in his heart. Every time he speaks, he can be praised by Grandpa Gongsheng. However, some courses that he is not interested in can't be listened to even if he memorizes them by rote. This makes other professors very troubled.

"Write all eight tanks of water, inkstones dye waterlogged ponds black, win hundreds of parents, and then you will become dragons and phoenixes. A single character 'Yong' encapsulates all the strokes of the characters. Everything is inseparable from a diligent character. If the word "Forever" "If you practice your handwriting well, you can draw inferences from one instance to another!" The book sage Yan Zhenqing said loudly while standing in front of all the disciples, but his eyes looked to the rear from time to time.

"...Little Junior Brother, Little Junior Brother...Qi'er, Qi'er!" Seeing the book sage walking slowly, Su Bining anxiously reminded Fang Qi, who was at the side who was drawing bastard paintings on rice paper, in a low voice.

Fang Xi obviously didn't hear the warning from his little friend and is still working hard to practice his painting skills. A few days ago, the master of painting taught him how to draw bastards. He is now reviewing. How could the senior brothers in front of him stand in the way of the master of calligraphy? ...

"Well, Xiao Qi'er's drawings of these turtles are not bad, but the image and meaning are not quite right." Yan Zhenqing pulled out the rice paper on which the little bastard was drawn with one hand, and flexed his fingers with the other hand to reward the little disciple who didn't listen carefully. .

Fang Xi clutched his smoking head and bent forward in frustration, how old is he, can he not be so strict...

"Very good, I will keep this painting for the time being. If Qi'er can't write [-] characters of 'Yong' and submit it to me every day, then I will take it to your master to appreciate together." After finishing speaking, Yan Zhenqing Then he laughed and walked back to continue the lecture, leaving Fang Qi in place messy in the wind.

"You've already done the math. Shumo disciples have to dye at least a few tanks of clean water black to complete their daily homework. Even when I practice painting every day, I have to waste a lot of paper." Su Bining's little loli touched him The head comforted.

"........."

Wait, the martial art in the game is obviously not arranged like this!Isn't it good to listen to Qin and make tea every day? !

Games are beautiful, but reality is cruel. Some values ​​and settings in games cannot be applied to reality as they are, such as the daily life of martial arts.

"Brothers and sisters~Brother Pei Yuan will start teaching in front of the Samsung Mochizuki at the end of this afternoon~ I hope everyone will tell each other not to be late!" Dongfang Xin, the first loudspeaker in Wanhua Valley, shouted at the entrance road.

Fang Qi, who had just been tossed about by the book sage, fell into the street in an instant. He really didn't like this kind of rote memorization of lessons, and his scumbag senior sister Bai Lin was also thrown into the street. She was not stupid, but just too much like him. The fact that she is only a second-level Guide disciple now, while her previous disciples at the same level have been promoted to become higher-level Shangxian disciples.

"Is it difficult? I'll teach you." Mrs. Jian Xun said while holding a medical book.

"..." Fang Qi shook his head, he just didn't like to read, he could still write silently every time he pulled his back. It's a pity that I don't care about it.

Guzhu and Qisheng are not fools, they can all see that he is different from other children, after being judged to be precocious, they demand him more and more strictly, for fear that a good seedling will be ignored and buried.

But he is really only interested in Zaogang Oki...

Moreover, after the last accident, the senior brothers and sisters attached great importance to him. In order to prevent him from being in danger again, Gongsheng specially made a mecha bird and put it beside him to send messages, which meant that he could not Sneak out again to collect achievements on other maps.

life is hopeless...

Fang Xi lay on the lap of Mrs. Jianxun and sighed depressingly. Speaking of which, this little Mrs. Zheng didn’t look so difficult to get close to. It was just that she was too introverted and had a language barrier before. In reality, she was a very good friend My friend, besides, after several months of learning his Mandarin, he has made great progress, at least daily communication is not a problem.

【I am bored】

Fang Xi grabbed a branch and drew these three words on the grass in front of him.

"Where do you want to go?" Mrs. Jian Xun asked immediately.

Where to go to play, Fang Xi didn't think about it. What he did most every day was to open the setting collection and Yinyuan Secret Book to study how to find the way back. In fact, he did find some clues. He found that the system still had There is an option to exit the game, but this option has been moved to the last page of the setting set, and there is a section below the progress rate that is exactly the same as the collection rate of the full picture book. What does this mean?

The inexplicable Fang Xi really didn't want that guess to be true, because it meant that he had to collect all the entries in the setting collection without any omissions. Although the collected Jianghu qualifications can also be exchanged for some undisplayed entries, But the more secret things are, the higher the corresponding points are, which is very uneconomical in terms of long-term interests.

What's more, most of the plots started when Daoxiang Village was changed, which is the Novice Village in the game. After that, the plots would run like wild horses every day, and they would not stand obediently on various maps waiting for you like in the game. To collect, once the achievement point is missed, it can no longer be collected. There are still four years before Tianbao four years when the plot begins. After four years, he is still a kid under 8 years old. How should he participate in this series of plots? , After thinking about it this way, the task is really a long way to go.

Fang Qi became more and more discouraged. The so-called body shape conversion function in the setting set is just a pitfall. It just wants him to run around all over the map. If he didn't give him hope from the beginning, he might have given up the idea of ​​going home a long time ago. I want to stay in Wanhua Valley wholeheartedly.

How can you be willing to do nothing, how can you be willing to be trapped in a small world.

He shouldn't be this kind of person, why was his edges and corners worn away by years of illness until he lost his heart.

Thinking of this, Fang Qi got up suddenly and ran towards Samsung Mochiyue without looking back. He thought about it, even if the hope was slim and difficult, he would still work hard. If he gave up so early, he would be the same as Xianyu. What's the difference.

Seeing the figure running away, the purple-eyed boy did not catch up in time as usual, he stood where he was, a purple butterfly flew from nowhere and landed quietly on his fingertips, his lips opened and closed, the boy didn't know What did you say to Zidie.

"Go..." As soon as the young man raised his hand, that weird purple butterfly flew up again, staggering to an unknown distance...

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In the following period of time, the people in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley felt that the usually peaceful Ten Thousand Flowers Valley seemed to be much more lively, especially where there was a certain dwarf.

"Oh my little ancestor, you've pestered me to tell you a lot of stories, why don't you just let me have a sip of wine?" the hazy child smelling of alcohol said, and was about to grab the flagon behind someone.

【Not good, you have to finish talking before you can drink】

Fang Xi held up the pre-written card and cleverly avoided the sneak attack of the visitor.

"Okay, okay, if it wasn't for that pot of Evilman Valley's fine wine Xishi accent, I wouldn't have so much time to tell stories to you little brat... What did I just say?" Scratching his head and playing sloppy eyes.

[Speaking of the 23rd year of Kaiyuan, Tangmen and Mingjiao fought in Fenghua Valley]

Fang Xi was dissatisfied and raised the sign to remind him.

"Even the old man, I can't remember those old sesame seeds and rotten millet. I only know that I went to Junshan in search of good wine that year. The monkey wine made there is a must with the special passion chicken. , let my old man still remember..."

[Speak the key points! 】

"Okay, okay, I'm really scared of you, so let's start with the Tang Sect first, let's talk about Tang Aotian, the owner of the Tang Family Castle..."

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"What's little junior brother doing recently, why is he always running around?" Xiaohualuo Su Bining asked doubtfully while supporting her head.

"..." Feng Jianxun on the side didn't speak.

"Alas—it's useless to ask you." Su Bining sighed, Xiao Qi'er didn't know what she was busy with recently, and the person next to her was only talking to Xiao Qi'er, she was bored in Xianjiyan by herself, it's okay Mistress is about to go back to the valley, and I don't know if that guy will come with her...

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