Master System

There is still a hot bun in his arms, Meng Cuo has always been very good to himself, how can a countryman treat himself well if he goes to the city and doesn't eat something good?

What he had been thinking about before was cultivation. When he went out, the sky was not bright yet, so it was normal that he couldn't see clearly.

What's more, although Meng Cuo knew that the number of people under the pit would decrease one by one that day, when such a situation actually happened under his nose, he naturally had a very different feeling.

According to what he saw in the small square before, this tiankeng is for the selection of disciples, but is there any need for selection now?Bai Yumen is gone.

Putting the dry food on the steps, Meng Cuo started to eat the buns again.

It's just that this time the steamed stuffed bun didn't taste very good, after all, it wasn't from Zhang's steamed stuffed bun shop.If there is a chance to go to the front of that gambling house again, Meng Cuo must go to buy buns again, and return the money for buying buns last time by the way.

When looking at the tiankeng below, Meng Cuo couldn't help but stop by to study the master system.

Ignoring the sect construction for the time being, eloquence is another aspect of the self-cultivation of the master.

To put it bluntly, being a head is to be able to fool around and be able to preach, which is an essential skill for a head.

Cultivation starts from striking up a conversation.

Meng Cuo thought for a while and called out, "Hello!"

The five people below raised their heads in unison, and the other four were all lazy.

Compared with the black-haired boy, these four seemed to know that they would die, no different from being in the pigsty, just waiting to be killed by the boy.

Yesterday I killed one by grabbing buns, and I woke up this morning and saw that there was another one missing.

If this rhythm of one day is followed, after four days, the boy will be able to come out of here.

For Meng Cuo, this is an extremely dangerous feeling.

Knowing that a monster may appear in the tiankeng, he can even calculate the specific time.

But Meng Cuo sat here, doing almost nothing, just waiting for the monster to come out.

When he yelled and was stared at by the five people below, Meng Cuo felt cold sweat on his forehead, which was quite creepy.

The other four seemed to think that there was nothing wrong with Meng Cuo, so they lowered their heads again and continued to wait for death.

But the black-haired boy stood up slowly while leaning on the wall, stood at the bottom of the pit, and looked up at Meng Cuo.

At that moment, Meng Cuo suddenly felt calm.

He sat on the high steps, looking down at the boy.

The composure honed in the dark in the past suddenly came in handy at this moment.

Meng Cuo was too calm, as if his fingers were falling on the keyboard and humming softly with the rhythm of the tapping.He raised the meat bun in his hand and said, "You were arrested too?"

"Yes." The voice was harsh and hoarse, as if it hadn't been spoken for a long time.

"What's your name?" Meng Cuo threw a steamed bun down and smiled. He had washed his face, and his face was still recognizable. Although his clothes were still dirty, it was probably because he had gained a little pretense before. Attribute bonus, the current Meng Cuo is very confusing.

The boy took the bun, answered Meng Cuo's question first, and said, "Ying Nan Hui."

Then I took a bite of the bun.

Meng Cuo felt that the young man should still know a lot of things, but he seemed reluctant to talk about it.

Normal people are thrown into this tiankeng, and they are not treated as human beings at all, even they themselves feel that they are beasts, let alone human nature.Thinking about coming to this Baiyumen, it wouldn't be a famous and decent school, would it?The means are too low.

But in terms of low-level writing, who can compare with Meng Cuo?

He laughed inexplicably, and said again: "Can't this formation be broken?"

Ying Nanhui ate half of the steamed stuffed bun slowly. He felt that the taste was not as good as last time, but he managed to eat something.

He didn't lift his head: "I can't break it, unless I kill all four of them."

It is no longer difficult to kill the rest of the people - corresponding to Nan Hui, he has already killed all the old friends.

Originally, there were quite a few people at the bottom of the pit, all of whom were caught from the remote areas, and many of them were acquaintances, but after a long time, due to competition for food or other things, they would gradually start killing each other.

In order not to embarrass himself in the future, Ying Nanhui directly killed the friend who was the most difficult for him to kill first, and then killed strangers, so that there would be no psychological pressure.

Meng Cuo didn't know these things, and Ying Nanhui wouldn't tell Meng Cuo.

In his opinion, the person who gave him the bun was very strange.

Seeing the situation of Bai Yumen, most people left directly, how could there be anyone sitting on the steps so calmly?

This only shows that the person who gave him the steamed stuffed bun was not an ordinary person.

Meng Cuo didn't think that Ying Nanhui was an ordinary person. He asked a few more questions, such as where he came from and what happened to him, but Ying Nanhui had already finished eating the buns and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Today's children are really autistic.

Meng Cuo complained in his heart, and after finishing the buns, he went up the steps with dry food.

At the same time, another voice sounded in his mind: "Assessment of eloquence level, squib, can't hold out a word for a long time, low negotiation ability. I hope you will work hard to practice eloquence and reach the level of normal people's speaking as soon as possible—"

Meng Cuo: "..." The system is an idiot, do you really understand the art of speaking?

Lao Tzu, at this time, silence speaks louder than sound!The silence speaks!

Meng Cuo, who was crazily complaining, suddenly froze again.

The system gives an eloquence level.

[Eloquence] Don't use preaching skills, how can you recruit disciples?

1) Squib: taciturn and unable to hold back a word for a long time

2) Ordinary people: the speaking level of normal people.

3) Tang Seng: Thinking coherently, speaking continuously for three hours.

4) Mouth cannon: In the past, there was Zhuge Liang's tongue-in-cheek war against the Confucians, and now there is the head of Meng Meng's tongue against the group of cultivators!

5) Compensation: language slotting to teach the leader level.

6) Atavism: Speaking less and less, more and more incisive.

7) Silence: At this time, silence is better than sound!

So now I am still in the first level?

Ha ha.

This life is really fucked up.

Dare he, Meng Cuo, as the leader, a glorious commander, is still at the bottom of the chain?

In terms of self-cultivation of the master——

[-]. Cultivation, mortals;

Two, eloquence, squib;

Three, appearance, Dong Shi.

Can this be better?

The corner of Meng Cuo's mouth twitched for a long time before he straightened his expression.

When he arrived at the thatched cottage, Meng Cuo had solemnly made a difficult decision: he would go down every day to talk about life with Ying Nanhui.

Well, doesn't he still have a master system?Although there is only one polished commander because of his own cultivation, as long as Meng Cuo reaches the Qi training period, he can establish a first-level sect even if he only trains Qi at the first level.

A first-level school, the head of the school has reached the stage of Qi training.There will be a master, a disciple, and a handyman.

At that time, Ying Nanhui can still be fooled into being a disciple.

Of course, the premise is that Meng Cuo's deception skills have been improved qualitatively.

Thinking about it, he put down the dry food directly, had enough to eat and drink, but couldn't find anything to do.

He suddenly remembered another jade slip that he put aside yesterday.

He picked up two jade slips, one was blank, and he had engraved Qi Condensation Art on it, while the other seemed to have a lot of information engraved on it.

Meng sat cross-legged, took out the jade slip, and pressed it between his eyebrows.

The information entered his mind automatically, and the expression on Meng Cuo's face was suddenly subtle.

This is actually just a very simple identity jade slip, which records the history of Baiyumen, various legends about the vicinity, and a brief introduction of the entire continent, and finally the identity of the disciple.

This unlucky guy who died was called Zhou Yang, who was in charge of guarding the mountain formation outside, and lived in this thatched hut all the time.

Useful information has been extracted.

Here, Baiyumen of Baiyu Mountain, a small sect established 400 years ago, the one with the highest cultivation level among the sects is the late foundation establishment period, which is only the third-rate among the third-rate.

The planet has three continents, and this is the Huifeng Continent.

Huifeng Continent is divided into three realms, and here is the Kunxu Realm.

The Kunxu area is triangular in shape, in the southwest of Huifeng Continent.And this realm, from the southwest, has been shrinking towards the northeast, divided into four layers like a pyramid, and finally condensed into one apex, which is Kunlun.

In the Kunxu realm, there are four gates and eighteen sects, three mountains and one Kunlun.

A small sect like Baiyumen is just at the outermost edge of the entire Kunxu, in the southwest of Huifeng Continent, near the sea.

If you go all the way to the northeast, the level of the sect will be higher.

Starting from the southwest periphery, there are eighteen sects, four gates, three mountains, and Kunlun.

There is naturally an affiliation relationship between these four, and Bai Yumen is simply not ranked.

With a general understanding of the world, Meng Cuo would not be blinded by both eyes.

He put down the jade slip and put it away, and then began to practice with peace of mind.

Last night, I could vaguely feel the existence of "Qi". If you draw the Qi into your body, you will be able to reach the Qi training period, but the first step is the most difficult.

He tried his best to open the pores of his body, trying his best to feel, from day to night, from noon to midnight...

Meng Cuo just sat motionless like this, and the hour passed, and at the moment when he was extremely exhausted and almost fell asleep, a trace of fresh air penetrated from his celestial spirit cover, and then the pores of his whole body opened, and he only felt that the spiritual platform was instantly clear , has already reached the first level of Qi training.

The qi training period is to prepare for the foundation building period, through the qi of heaven and earth, to transform his body, so at the moment of reaching the qi training period, many impurities are discharged from his body, greasy and dirty—the sloppy ghost Meng Cuo, this It was only time to react, and the feeling of fatigue had already disappeared with the first step.

He breathed a sigh of relief, went straight down the mountain, followed the stream and found a pool of water.At this time, I didn't bother to care if the water was mixed with blood. I took a shower and washed the clothes by the way. When the sun came out to dry the clothes the next day, Meng Cuo put them on.

This feeling is very strange, my six senses are much more sensitive, presumably it is the "clear eyes and ears" mentioned in the Qi Condensation Art.

The robe was very old and washed white, but Meng Cuo was no longer that dirty scholar.

"Gain a bonus to the Temperament Pretentiousness attribute, a total of 2 points."

ha?

Meng Cuo was stunned for a while before reacting.

Because he cleaned himself up, the system directly calculated attribute bonus points for him-but, does Nima have no other bonus points?

Temperament, temperament!Temperament has something to do with pretense!This is what I call hibiscus out of clear water, and it is natural to carve and decorate!

What is pretentiousness!Your whole family is pretending!

"Sorry, the temperament attribute of this system is only pretentious. The master must be able to act pretentious!"

hehe.This style of painting is really strange.

Meng Cuo finally understood what kind of weird structure this system is, it is so cool and domineering, and he will fight this thing to the end in the future.

It depends on fate, right?

In fact, think about it, this is not wrong, the head of the sect is just trying to pretend.

So Meng Cuo walked up the stream and saw the pit again.

There are still four living people, so killing one person in one night is really not merciless.

He remembered his decision yesterday, to have a good talk with Ying Nanhui about life, killing people casually, it's not good for a month.

Meng Cuo was thinking about his words, preparing to practice his eloquence, so that he could pretend to be aggressive in the future. Unexpectedly, Ying Nanhui had already seen him. He raised his eyes, and his voice was calm, with a slightly dull feeling: "Where is Baozi?"

"..."

Hehe, can this idiot really be accepted as an apprentice?

Meng Cuo smiled coldly: "Is your life so boring that only buns are left?"