The host has low strength and is bound to the Wudang Mountain Tai Chi Palace, and sign in...

A line of fonts is revealed in front of Xiang Baiquan.

Immediately afterwards, a "Twenty-fold Practice Pill" appeared in the void in Xiang Baiquan's mind.

The void is chaotic and fuzzy, and it exists in somewhere, but Xiang Baiquan can store the items obtained by signing in and take them out at any time.

Although this storage void gives people a very noble feeling, Xiang Baiquan calls this place a "big black box".

This "Twenty-fold Pill" can make his one-year practice equivalent to twenty years, and the effect lasts for one month, which is very mysterious.

After reading the pill, he put it in a big black box.

This pill is suspended in the void, stationary between many "twenty-fold practice pills", and falls into a state that will never change.

Xiang Baiquan felt speechless when he saw the words "The host's strength is low", "When the end of this year, we will start practicing. If we don't make any progress, the old man is really disappointed in me."

The reason why he did not practice was actually because of helplessness.

He came through time, but he was also an abandoned baby. He was picked up by Zhang Zhenren, the leader of Wudang, and then handed over to the peasant woman at the foot of the mountain to raise it. He only asked why he was called Xiang Baiquan. It was probably because the silver long-lived lock on his neck was engraved with the words "Xiang Baiquan". The old Taoist did not change his name.

At the age of thirteen, Zhang Zhenren took the exam for his character and accepted him as a disciple, who was also a closed disciple.

However, Xiang Quan's qualifications are really ordinary. More than two years have passed in a flash. Even if it is just a superficial method of strengthening the body, nothing has been achieved.

Even so, Zhenren Zhang said nothing.

At the beginning of last year, on a heavy snowy day, there were lights and colorful decorations in the town at the foot of the mountain. Xiang Baiquan went down the mountain to accompany the peasant woman whom he regarded as his mother and had a New Year's dinner together. Then, when he woke up, he suddenly found that he had an extra system.

He still remembers the sound of the system in his mind.

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You can sign in. The weaker you are, the more rewards you will receive.

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Please select the bound sect, and the items you have signed in are related to the bound sect.

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After selection, unless you obtain "Unbound Jade", you cannot change the sect.

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Special reminder, please do not discontinue the signing, otherwise the time will be reset by the end of the month and the end of the year.

Xiang Baiquan is a time traveler after all. Although his experience before traveling has been regarded as a previous life by him, and that experience was also teased by him as "forgot to drink soup on the Naihe Bridge", he is not unfamiliar with "system", "sign-in" and "discontinued".

So he directly bound the Tai Chi Palace in Wudang Mountain and started the sign-in journey.

This sign-in is not fancy either.

From Monday to Thursday, 99% are practice pills.

On Friday, ninety-nine percent are special pills, such as healing, poisons, and even psychedelics.

Saturday and Sunday are visa-free.

The prize at the end of the month is a disposable trump card product.

The year-end grand prize is a martial art.

In the first year, Xiang Baiquan obtained the technique called "The Eight Destinies and Six Heritages"

Although Xiang Baiquan did not practice, he probably looked through this technique composed of dark golden pages.

This technique is extremely powerful, and can even completely transform the human body and completely upgrade the human meridian structure. Xiang Baiquan has never heard of such a technique.

But this technique has a weakness.

This weakness is that every five years, you need to "rejuvenate and return to your child". After returning to your child, your skills will be cleared. If you want to recover, you can only wait for ten days.

During these ten days, you will recover a layer of your skills every day and you will grow one-tenth of your age.

This is a good weakness, Xiang Quan likes it very much.

This means that even if he becomes stronger, he can still get the most generous year-end prize at the right time.

......

In the early autumn, the wind and rain seemed to be sad and sad woman kneeling on the loess and cried loudly.

Tears were scattered in the world, and mixed with the sound of ghosts and wolves crying and howling through the forest and leaves, drilling through holes.

When Xiang Baiquan carried a sword and a talisman, he returned to Zixiao Palace with a black umbrella,

Two little Taoist boys took his umbrella, sword and talisman. One of them raised his head and squinted his eyes at him, then slapped his mouth again, indicating that something bad was about to happen.

Xiang Baiquan was stunned, scratching his hair like a bird's nest, and was about to ask something, but the old Taoist voice had already heard from Zixiao Palace:

“Enter the house.”

Xiang Baiquan no longer cared about the little boy, took a few steps forward and pushed the door open.

In the door, Emperor Zhenwu was tall and mighty in black, wearing golden armor, with jade belts, placing on turtles and snakes, and glaring at everyone entering the door.

The old white-haired Taoist who seemed to be confused was hunched over and sat at the feet of the demon-swinging Heavenly Lord, with his hands hanging down in his sleeves, looking like he could never wake up.

In addition to the old Taoist, there were three Taoist priests, two Taoist nuns and a useless man sitting in a wheelchair.

These are Su Quan's four senior brothers and two senior sisters... It was not just these six, but the others were either resembling the secular world or... dead.

Xiang Quan looked at the serious atmosphere and was about to freeze to death, and smiled and said, "Master...what happened?"

The old Taoist said: "Recite the Four Precepts on my mountain once."

Xiang Baiquan said: "One precepts are not allowed to kill animals to live by themselves, two precepts are not allowed to be lustful and pleased, three precepts are not allowed to steal and offer sacrifices to oneself, and four precepts are not allowed to lie and think that they can do it."

The old Taoist asked: "Do you know you are wrong?"

Xiang Baiquan was a little confused about his head.

The sixth senior sister said that Bai Meizi was about twenty-five or six years old, and she tied her braid that was dragged down to the bend of her calf. Her expression was still moving, but her lips stumbled a few times, and she said in the voice: "Junior brother, there is a perfect match. We are watching every word and action you have in the Demon Locking Tower."

Xiang Quan thanked Senior Sister Six in his heart. He had to mention something and hurriedly reflected on it. After thinking about it, he thought of what he said.

He asked tentatively: "Is it... too... too small?"

Everyone immediately looked solemn.

Xiang Baiquan smiled and said, "Master, I just said she is just small in eyes, so why..."

The old Taoist interrupted him and said lightly: "Go to the jade statue of the Emperor in the outer palace and kneel down for a long time, and come to see me again after half a day."

Xiang Baiquan stopped making sophistry and responded respectfully: "Yes, Master."

The eldest brother is a calm and fairy-like middle-aged man. He reminded him with a mouthful of words that could smell the local atmosphere: "Junior brother, kneel down to the side. There will be pilgrims later, don't affect it."

Xiang Baiquan said: "I understand, senior brother."

As he said that, he went out of the door and came to the outer palace of Zixiao Palace. He circled around the jade statue of Emperor Zhenwu, knelt on the side cushion, lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head.

And in the inner palace, the old Taoist sighed softly and said, "Qingquanzi is wandering, you senior brothers and sisters should take care of him more."

A beautiful Taoist nun said, "Master, let your junior brother learn talismans from me."

This woman's name is Yu Qingzhu and her Taoist name is Qingzhu. Although she is only eighteen years old, she is a second senior sister, a genius of Talismandao.

Speaking of this, Liu Chen, the third senior brother of the micro-padded world, hurriedly spoke, and said to his senior sister: "Master, although my junior brother seems tall and burly, he hasn't learned anything in the past three years. He is obviously a Taoist priest who can't subdue demons and eliminate demons... Not to mention five years, even ten years, he can't go down the mountain. Drawing talismans is more suitable for him."

The old Taoist looked around and vaguely realized that the six disciples around him had the same thoughts.

He sighed softly: "The Emperor was the prince. At that time, who would have thought that he could kill all the 30,000 demons in the North Ming, suppress the demons, and conquer the peace in the world?"

Everyone was speechless. It seemed that the teacher compared the junior brother to Emperor Zhenwu.
Chapter completed!