The heavens started from Dafeng to beat people up

Chapter 2 starts now, the world will be proud of me (please recommend, please collect)
The system has no name, no intelligence, and no interaction.

The main function can be summed up in one sentence to change the world of the original work, whether it is characters, plots or others can get the source.

As for the source point, you can buy exercises, magic weapons, elixirs, etc. in the mall.

You can also travel through ten thousand realms and go to other worlds.

The initial degree of distortion of the world's destiny in the system is one in [-], and the new source points are only [-] points every day. Later, with the continuous improvement of his realm strength, the degree of distortion is also increasing, and the number of source points is also increasing.

Presumably the stronger the strength, the greater the interference with the plot of the original work, there is nothing wrong with it.

But the system does not provide shortcuts such as enlightenment. Everything is to be cultivated by yourself. Anyway, the resources are given to you, and the rest is up to you to work hard, and everything is left to God.

It's not the farming flow, it's not the sign-in flow, it's not the task flow, and it's not the Shenhao flow.

That's it, bad review!Others move their fingers, add tens of thousands of layers, and have mutated exercises, so their mother doesn't know it.

Come to me, here it is!
Chu Zhigao, one of the doomed supreme beings in the future, is here!
Anyway, Chu Linyang has greeted the system at least a hundred times, and there is no feedback at all. There is really no way, one word, hell.

For the past three years, Chu Linyang has been meditating every day, rain or shine.

Practicing martial arts during the day, cultivating Yuanshen at night, and even the team building between friends to enhance the relationship is also possible or not.

All the source points have been converted into cultivation resources one by one. Fortunately, the natural capital is not bad, the resources are sufficient, and cultivation is even more powerful.

Now he is a great master of martial arts training, his mind and spirit are mixed together.

The spirit and soul also break through to the great achievement of possessing the body, the spirit and soul are separated, and the Taoism is infinite with a thought.

It has also initially condensed the true meaning of martial arts. Presumably, practitioners who have not reached the supernatural in the Dafeng world are no longer much of a threat. Even cultivators who have stepped into the supernatural have to fight to know who is strong and who is weak.

Finally, in this world where personal force is paramount, he has a little bit of self-protection ability.

Gein, in this great world, there are not only monster races, but also gods and demons, and there are also various cultivation systems.

In addition to martial arts known as the non-chief system, there are warlocks, Confucianists, Taoists, Buddhists, wizards, and Gu masters.

Thousands of years ago, Confucian saints divided the grades for each major system, from the lowest grade nine to the highest grade one, among which the third grade and above have various supernatural powers that are far different from ordinary people, so they are honored as the super-mortal realm.

Grade one and above are super grades, not included in the system, and have become legends in the world.

Traveling to this world, Chu Linyang's goal is not big, it is great to meet some people and scenery.

There is no need to think about the rest, the main theme is to do a good job of Buddhism, witch gods, monsters, gods and demons, whatever is not pleasing to the eye, and it is over.

As for the daily chores of listening to music in Goulan, looking for pleasure in brothels, and team building in Jiaofang, there is no need to describe too much, right?

After a while, Chu Linyang suddenly opened his eyes, stood up and turned vigorously to shake off the water drops, and went to the dining hall after changing clothes.

"Yang'er, you're here." A gorgeous woman at the dining table said gently.It was Mrs. Wu'anhou, Shen Yaxuan, Chu Linyang's biological mother.

I saw that she was wearing a lavender dress, blue tulle, and a white brocade belt around her waist, looking fresh and elegant.

A small oval face, a pair of willow eyebrows curved like a crescent moon, a straight and delicate nose, a good face and a scholarly temperament.

It is also the eighth grade of Confucianism: self-cultivation.

Chu Linyang bowed and said, "My child has seen her mother, good morning mother."

The two little guys also reacted and said:

"Brother, good morning." This is the younger brother, Chu Linchuan.

"Cauldron, hug." This is the younger sister, Chu Yueqing who is "slurred in speech".

"You two little fellows, good morning."

Chu Linyang hugged his younger sister, Chu Yueqing, sat down and said.

The maid Xin'er at the side brought the wild ginseng and deer antler stew that had been prepared.

One pot in the morning and one pot in the evening can strengthen the physique, although for the current Chu Linyang, the effect is better than nothing.

Chu Linyang picked up the pot and drank it all in one gulp. The medicinal materials such as wild ginseng and antler in it were also chewed and swallowed, not wasting at all.

"Mother, I'm full and I'm off to study." Brother Chu Linchuan said.

"Go when you're full. Slow down on the way, and be polite when you meet your husband." Shen Yaxuan said lightly.

"It's mother." Chu Linchuan answered with a bow.Then he took his companion Shutong to the Imperial College in a hurry.

"Mother, did father go to the guard?" Chu Linyang asked.

"That's right, Yu Daowei is defending the inside and outside of the capital, and it happens to be close to the royal family's ancestor worship ceremony. He is busy with affairs, and your father is meticulous in his work, serious and responsible. He hasn't come back for three days."

Shen Yaxuan said calmly without emotion.

Decades of military career, resolute action and strict discipline have been engraved in the bones of Marquis Wu'an.

After breakfast, Chu Linyang stepped forward to the gazebo by the pool in the front yard, and saw the rockery gazebo standing up and the pond rippling with blue waves.

The name of the pavilion is Haoran, the pool is called Tianxia, ​​and the full name is Haoran Tianxia.

Hearing this name for the first time, Chu Linyang’s jaw was shocked. He ordered his servants to bring a piece of bluestone and put it in the center of the gazebo, and named it the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Used for tea drinking.

Hey, if I find a chance, I must invite Xiao Chen to drink, and said, "This world, is it okay?"

"Come out and drink tea with me." Chu Linyang said lightly.

In an instant, two figures appeared in front of Chu Linyang.

On the left is a young man in purple robes, named Song Yi, nine feet tall, majestic and majestic, with a straight back, like a sword or a gun, like a high mountain, oppressive.

When he was in front of Chu Linyang, it was like a breeze blowing on his face.

On the other side is a woman in black robe named You Ling, a member of the Gu tribe, with exquisite facial features, cold as ice, and enchanting figure, her figure is always in the shadows, as if instinctively blending with the shadows.

"Sit down." Chu Linyang said.

The black-robed woman sat down quietly.

Song Yi sat down and said with a smile: "Young master, you know me, I don't like tea."

"Yeah, then let's drink, you watch."

After all, Chu Linyang had a long drink, tsk tsk, good tea.

Song Yi sat on the side, but his eyes rolled around, and finally stared eagerly.

"Okay, I can do without you, go, and bring a jar of good wine."

Chu Linyang said to the servant next to him.

The boy bowed and walked away quickly.

"My lord, this is the small jade mirror of Li Lingsu, the holy son of the Taoist Tianzong that you ordered."

As she spoke, the woman in black robe handed over a simple and simple jade mirror.

It is the fragment of the most precious book of the sect of the sect.

Chu Linyang took it and looked it up and down. On the surface, there was nothing magical about it. It seemed that Li Lingsu had already recognized the Lord with a drop of blood. He didn't show his miraculousness in front of outsiders, so he put it aside casually. The saint of Tianzong already had a book Fragments, I should be the No. [-] of Tiandihui, the son of Tianzong.

The wine comes, "Thank you, Young Master."

Song Yi smiled and said: "You let me pay attention to the latest news from Xu Pingzhi and his nephew Xu Qi'an."

"Xu Pingzhi was arrested by the Jingzhao Mansion this morning because of the disappearance of the tax bank he was escorting. After interrogation, he is now in prison."

"The government and the public were shaken, the emperor was furious, and ordered Xu Pingzhi to beheaded five days later, the three clans sat together, the males were distributed to the frontiers, and the female relatives were sent to the Jiaofang Division."

After taking a sip of wine.

Song Yi continued: "Xu Qi'an was also implicated and dismissed from his post as a police officer. He is now also detained in the prison of Jingzhao Mansion and will be sent to the frontier soon."

"On the contrary, Xu Pingzhi's son, Xu Xinian, is a new recruit, and he is protected by Yunlu Academy. He just loses his fame and doesn't need to be assigned."

"Hey, this Xu Pingzhi is really in bad luck. Pity those female relatives. The Jiaofang Division is not a good place to go, but he survived."

　Nice to meet you all, please support the new book, thank you!
　　Thank you for the recommendation votes and comments from the book friends yesterday, thank you!
　　


(End of this chapter)