[Prehistoric + System] Shooting the Sun

The drizzle was pattering down, and the rain water hit the bluestone slabs, washing away the dust on the ground.

Covered by ancient trees, the path in the mountains is extremely quiet, and the emerald green branches stained with rainwater are clean without a trace of dust.The pines and cypresses of unknown age stretch out their branches, bathed in the drizzle, and are full of greenery.

In such a beautiful picture of drizzle in the mountains like an ink painting, a man in Tsing Yi broke in with an oiled paper umbrella.

The person who came was dressed in Tsing Yi and had a dignified temperament, with a tall and straight figure like bamboo, holding an umbrella handle with white and bony fingers, and blooming chrysanthemums were painted on the pale yellow oiled paper fan.He has a slim figure, a handsome face, and a faint smile on his lips.He walked in the rain calmly and unhurriedly, holding an oil-paper umbrella, blending into the mountain scenery, just like an ink painting.

He stepped up the bluestone steps step by step, and finally stood in front of the door of the Taoist temple. He looked up at the high plaque hanging above, and whispered: "Qingweiguan..."

"Heh... It's really his style, it hasn't changed at all." The visitor said with a chuckle.

He raised his hand, and knocked on the door with jade-like hands, knocking patiently one after another.

After a while, the door opened, and a seven or eight-year-old Taoist boy wearing a blue and white Taoist robe came out from inside.

When the visitor saw him, his face froze.

Daotong grabbed the door with both hands, and hid half of his body behind the door, only showing his head.He looked up, looked at the man knocking on the door in front of him, and said, "Who are you? What's the purpose of coming here?"

The man's expression returned to normal, he smiled, and asked without answering, "Who are you?"

Daotong frowned and said, "I asked you first."

"I'm Qingzhu, I'm here to visit my brother. Now, you can tell me who you are." The man said.

"It turned out to be Master!" Dao Tong immediately changed his face, put on a bright smile, and said, "I am Master's disciple, come in quickly, Master."

Master Qingzhu raised his eyebrows, "Brother's new disciple?"

"Well, I was picked up by Master three years ago." Ye Li said.

"Three years, six levels of Qi refining, outstanding talent, worthy of being a disciple of senior brother." Master Qingzhu boasted with a smile.

Ye Li nodded with a smile, and said without humility: "Master also said so."

Master Qing Zhu smiled and walked in.

Three years ago, after Ye Li introduced Qi into his body, Daoist Qingwei passed on to him a method of self-cultivation, asking him to practice.What Daoist Qingwei passed on to him was the introductory basic training spells of the Nine Heavens Sect. After he established the foundation, he officially passed on the cultivation skills.Ye Li has the inheritance of the three-legged Golden Crow, so other cultivation methods are not of much use to him.

Although this world is not as good as the prehistoric world, it is not far behind. It is full of aura, and it is the best era for cultivating immortals.Originally, Ye Li still had a bit of contempt for this world, and always felt that he was not as good as Honghuang.But after Taoist Qingwei's daily lectures on popular science, he realized that this world is also as powerful and terrifying as this world.Among other things, the treasures of heaven, material and earth brought out by Daoist Qingwei are still treasures even if they are left in the wild.Not to mention, the hidden human emperor and demon emperor that Qing Wei talked about, Ye Li reckoned that their strength was very strong, stronger than he imagined.

Don't underestimate anyone, let alone the world.

Ye Li never understood why he came to this world, and why he came to this world.But he knew that he wanted to become stronger, and when he was strong enough, he would understand his purpose of coming to this world.

Zhen Yuanzi and Fuxi will never harm him, they must have his deep meaning.

The three-legged Golden Crow was born with a golden immortal cultivation, but Ye Li's cultivation was suppressed, and now there is no immortality in his body, no different from ordinary people.But his meridians are still in the realm of the Golden Immortal, which can accommodate the immortal energy of the Golden Immortal.Of course, in this world, there is only aura.

After three years of training, he has cultivated to the sixth level of Qi Refining, which is faster than ordinary people, but compared to the legendary geniuses, he seems ordinary.But both Daoist Qingwei and Shen Nanfeng had no surprises on their faces, sword cultivators themselves were different from Dao cultivators.Sword cultivators major in swordsmanship, and swordsmanship, sword intent, and swordsmanship are more important to them than the advancement of their cultivation.

Sword cultivators progress slower than Dao cultivators, but their fighting power is stronger than that of Dao cultivators of the same level.It is very normal for a sword repairer to kill monks by leapfrogging.In the eyes of Daoist Qingwei and Shen Nanfeng, Ye Li's cultivation of the sixth level of Qi refining in three years is already very fast.But they don't know that Ye Li's meridians can accommodate spiritual energy in the realm of a golden immortal.In other words, the aura Ye Li needs for each practice is what a Golden Immortal level fairy needs.His advancement was more difficult than other monks. If it wasn't for the fact that Daoist Qingwei and Shen Nanfeng didn't want money all these years, Ye Li soaked in various top-level medicinal soups, which provided a lot of spiritual energy, and he hadn't advanced so quickly. .

One of the advantages of the natural immortal bone is that it can absorb 100% of the treasures of heaven, material and earth, without wasting a single bit.Although there is no need to wash the marrow and cut the bones, the aura contained in the medicinal soup is also a great supplement to Ye Li. What he lacks at the moment is the aura.

In addition to the advancement of his cultivation, Ye Li's Hidden Sword Wenshui Jue and Light Sword Sword Technique have also begun to take shape in the past three years.Daoist Qingwei asked Ye Li to show him a complete set of Tibetan swordsmanship, and then said: "Your swordsmanship is superb, and there are mysteries in it, so you continue to practice this set of swordsmanship."

Ye Li originally planned this way, so he continued to practice.He is very obsessed with Tibetan swordsmanship, and has no intention of changing to other swordsmanship for the time being.He hasn't learned a set of sword techniques yet, so why be greedy for others.

Ye Li led Daoist Qingzhu to meet Daoist Qingwei. Along the way, the real person was very curious about him and asked about him and Daoist Qingwei.

"What did your master give you?" Master Qingzhu asked.

Ye Li thought for a while and said, "Does literacy count?"

"..." The corners of Qingzhu's mouth twitched, feeling that the child's glance at his master was annoying.

What Ye Li said was the truth. He came to the Canglan Continent from the prehistoric times. Of course, he doesn't know the language of this world.Strangely, he has no barriers to speaking and communicating, but he doesn't know the words.After Daoist Qingwei gave him a set of basic methods for the introduction of cultivation, he took it back and flipped through the book, and then resolutely put the book under the pillow and went to sleep. He didn’t know a single word of it. It was all written in heaven. Shit!

The next day, Ye Li hugged the book and ran to Daoist Qingwei, raised his head, looked at him pitifully, and said, "Master, I don't know any of the words on it."

At that time, Daoist Qingwei's face was twitching, and his handsome and flawless face was so distorted!Can he regret it?Get this kid out of the division.When he thought that he was risking his life, concealing the identity of this kid, and forcibly snatching this kid back from the Taoist world to become a disciple, he panicked.I snatched back such a little brat, risking my life.

It is too late to say that people should be driven out now.So Daoist Qingwei, who has been amazingly talented all his life, began to resign himself to teaching a yellow-mouthed child to read, and this teaching has been taught until now, because he found that his little disciple was uneducated and had no common sense.So he took a part-time job as a culture teacher and went to fight illiteracy.

The No. [-] sword cultivator in the Canglan Continent works as a culture teacher, teaching people to read and write all day long, do you believe it?Anyway, Master Qingzhu didn't believe it, he secretly despised him in his heart, that guy Qingwei is not a good person, and his disciple is not a good person either, this is purely venting anger, blinding his eyes.

"Is Shen Nanfeng alright?" Master Qing Zhu asked again.

"Brother, he is very good." Ye Li said.

"You call him Senior Brother?"

It's a little strange to say this, Shen Nanfeng is his senior brother, isn't it normal for him to call him senior brother?

"He is my senior brother." In the end, Ye Li said this, and this sentence is enough to explain everything.

Master Qing Zhu heard the words, but did not speak.

"Here we are." Ye Li led him outside a room, stood at the door and said, "Master is inside, Uncle Master, let's go in by ourselves!"

"Aren't you going in?" Qing Zhu asked him.

"No, master and uncle haven't seen each other for a long time, there must be a lot to say, so I won't go in and disturb you." Ye Li said, then turned and left.

Qingwei's little disciple is a bit different, he is too smart, different from his previous two disciples.Qing Zhu looked at Ye Li's figure and thought, then entered the house.

"Why are you here?" Seeing his figure, Qingwei said in a rude tone.

"Didn't you call me here?" Qing Zhu also said unceremoniously, walked over very familiarly and casually, and sat down.

"I didn't call you here, don't be too sentimental." Qingwei said.

Qing Zhu sneered, and said: "Stop pretending, if you hadn't written the letter back, why would the senior brother let me come here?"

"I didn't expect that the person who came would be you." Qingwei said.

"Who do you think it will be?"

"I thought it would be Gu Chen, or Bai Lang." Qing Wei said.

Gu Chen and Bai Lang are disciples of Daoist Qing Miao, and both are Nascent Soul cultivators.

"What do you think?" Qing Zhu smiled half-smile, "You're always so self-righteous."

Qingwei was silent, glanced at him, and said, "Why are you still at the Golden Core level? You haven't seen any improvement in all these years."

Qing Zhu said indifferently: "With you and senior brother standing in front, so what if my cultivation level is low?"

Qingwei shook her head and said: "You are still so stubborn, give birth sooner! A Jindan cultivator's lifespan is less than a thousand years, you can't afford it."

"Let's talk about it when the time comes!" Qing Zhu looked like he didn't want to talk more.

Seeing this, Qing Wei had no choice but to stop there. Some things still need to be figured out by the person concerned. He is a junior with excellent talent and understanding, but he is too stubborn.I walked all the way to the dark, and I didn't see him regretting it.

"By the way, tell me about your newly recruited disciple!" Qing Zhu looked up at him and said, "Are you serious?"

"Of course it is serious." Qingwei said.

"Except for your first two disciples, your two new disciples are not very good, Qing Wei, tell me, are you serious?" Qing Zhu said, looking at him threateningly.

Qingwei took a sip of tea and said, "Call me senior, who knows whether you are not old or young."

"..." Qing Zhu.

After finally plucking up the courage to question the senior brother, the atmosphere was broken in an instant, and Qing Zhu, who felt that he would never love again, was real.