The journey to the heavens that began with Tushan

Wang Yu’s little fanboy

He has used the system firewall before, and there is no doubt that it is still very useful.

The function introduction also looks very powerful.

It mainly guards against property seizures and spiritual temptations, and can also resist most soul attacks.

As long as the degree of soul attack does not exceed the system, it can be immune.

Although he didn’t know what the extent was, it didn’t affect his judgment.

No matter what, the system has been upgraded by two levels. The attacks of low-level immortals can always be blocked.

Then there is the system security guard, which can check the status of various indicators of one’s own body, which is a relatively useful ability.

Finally, he never understood what the system mailbox was used for.

It can’t be, it’s a tool for the system to chat with other systems.

Time passed day by day.

Bored in every possible way, Wang Yu decided to find something to do by himself.

He drew a primary compass 10 times in a row, costing him a hundred points, but he didn’t get any good things.

Toothbrushes, towels, most of them are daily necessities.

The only thing that was drawn was a dilapidated sword, not a magic weapon, but a sword forged from ordinary iron.

You must know that it is 100 mission points, which was a huge sum of money to him before.

Seeing that the task point became 1922, Wang Yu gritted his teeth and tapped the intermediate compass five times.

This time, the compass emitted a faint white light.

“Ding, get a divine source.”

“Ding, get a basic Daoist scripture.”

“Ding, get Wuming Jianxin.”

“Ding, I got a raccoon mask.”

“Ding, I got a fat tiger doll.”

Five messages in a row made Wang Yu slightly relieved.

The intermediate compass is indeed not all trash.

Wei Wei checked it, but the more he looked, the more frightened Wang Yu became.

When he saw Wuming Jianxin, he was completely ecstatic.

Because this sword heart is a unique heart formed by non-attribute sword intent.

That is to say, he can take it directly and use it without worrying about the conflict between sword intents.

Jianxin can improve the comprehension of the sword intent and greatly enhance the power of the sword intent.

Not only that, but the basic Taoism scripture is also a good thing. It is said that it is the basic cultivation method of a certain world of cultivating immortals.

How should I put this thing, it is still very useful.

After all, his cultivation has been improved systematically, and he has never practiced any skills at all.

Although it is only a basic Daoist scripture, it can make up for his lack of knowledge.

And the first source of God drawn is even more extraordinary, it is something in the world of Shrouding the Sky.

I believe that anyone who has seen Zhetian will know Shenyuan.

Just like gambling with stones, there may be something against the sky inside, or waste, or nothing inside.

I can only gamble on luck.

Originally thought that among these five things, the fat tiger dollis the most useless.

Unexpectedly, he was the one who lost his eyesight in the end.

This fat tiger doll has a special ability.

That is, if you throw it out, you will be attacked by the enemy first.

Note that it was the one who was attacked first and couldn’t help it.

The enemy will subconsciously attack the doll to buy time for the rest.

Anyone who is hostile to the user will be controlled.

However, the stronger the strength, the weaker the impact on it.

Nodding in satisfaction, Wang Yu thought, “At least it’s not trash.”

Wang Yu took a look at the last mask. It was just an ordinary mask.

If you have to say something unusual, it’s because this mask imitates Hatake Kakashi’s mask in Hokage.

When Wang Yu was studying Jianxin, he didn’t know that after his body fused with Jianxin, less than half of the Qinglian Sword Intent in his body skyrocketed.

The aura of Qinglian penetrated through the coffin and slowly penetrated outward.

After a few days.

In the ancestral tomb on the back mountain of Wangquan Villa, generations of masters of the Wangquan family are buried.

They used to have popular characters, but time is not forgiving.

In just a hundred years, only small mounds of dirt remained.

“La la la~ Today is finally my turn to sweep the grave!”

On the small road, there was a boy in the second year of middle school, wearing a light yellow Taoist robe. Take a broom and wave it in the air as you walk.

Holding a broom in one hand, imitating the swing of a sword, it was a joy to play for a while.

It took a while before we reached the cemetery group.

Lightly and familiarly came to a tombstone, which was the tomb of King Quan Wumu.

The young man bowed respectfully to the tombstone, and then began to sweep around the grave.

Today is not a special day.

It’s just that there is a rule in their Wangquan Villa that they have to come here to visit the grave every half a month.

It’s just a simple tomb sweeping, no tribute is required.

There are only dozens of tombstones in this cemetery, representing dozens of people.

Among these people, only those who have made significant contributions to the royal family, or those with high strength, are eligible to hide in this cemetery after death.

I scanned the tombstones one by one, and before I knew it, several hours had passed.

The sun hung across the sky, and the boy’s face was slightly sweating.

But he didn’t stop, just like doing a task, he worked hard to complete it.

His name is Jingjingyu, and he is just a very ordinary disciple with a different surname from Wangquan Villa.

Up to him, their family has lived in King Quan Villa for three generations.

In Wangquan Villa, there are countless disciples with foreign surnames like him.

Those who have no talent for cultivation will be assigned to various industries in King Quan Villa.

Those who are talented in cultivation will stay in Wangquan Villa to practice like him.

It’s just that although he has a bit of talent for cultivation, it’s a pity that with that little talent for cultivation, he is at the bottom among many disciples.

Due to his relatively poor strength, it would never be his turn to go out to slay demons and slay demons.

At most, they patrol around the villa, and occasionally they are responsible for standing guard on duty.

He used to aspire to slay demons every day like King Quan Baye.

What was once a dream can only be reduced to a fantasy now.

Thinking of this, Jingjingyu couldn’t help but feel a little lost.

After cleaning one tombstone again, Jing Jingyu walked to another in a daze.

It was a new-looking tombstone with the words “Wang Quanyu” engraved on it.

Staring at the tombstone, how could he forget the name.

After all, it’s only been more than three months since that incident.

Speaking of which, he was also one of the witnesses. At that time, the golden men of Shenhuozhuang Village beat their younger generation back steadily.

In the past, many masters in Jingyu’s eyes couldn’t even catch Jin Renfeng’s move.

Even Wang Quanzui, known as the first genius of illusion, didn’t go through three tricks.

At that time, the young master was not around, and the younger generation of disciples couldn’t beat him.

Just when he thought King Quan Villa was about to lose, that person appeared.

Although he was defeated in the end, everyone respected him from the bottom of their hearts.

That one person and one sword made him feel depressed after he knew that his talent was very poor.

At that time, how much he wanted to represent King Power Villa in the battle, but he didn’t because he understood the gap between them.

It’s like the gap between heaven and earth.

Gently pushing aside the fallen leaves on the tombstone, Jing Jingyu whispered to herself: “Master Yu, even though we met for the first time that day, you have already become my idol.”

“When I didn’t meet Young Master before, everyone called you Young Master Yu behind your back as Young Master Sick. The first time I heard about Young Master Yu, it was because you were Miss Zui’er’s fiancé.”

“Hehe…it’s ridiculous. Everyone keeps saying that you are born weak and cannot practice. You lock yourself in the yard every day and never come out.”

Jing Jingyu said with a wry smile: “But that’s it, you must have never given up. In that battle, you successfully proved yourself. Grandpa Fei said that you have comprehended your own sword intent, which is not weaker than the kingly sword intent.”

Jing Jingyu danced and talked, without noticing what was behind the tombstone. Blossoming blue lotus flowers grew out of the tomb.

“After that, I kept asking about your stories from some elders.”

When Jing Jingyu said this, her eyes shone with worship.

“You don’t have the talent for cultivation, but you have walked out of a path that most practitioners can’t. This is what I admire most about you.”

Jing Jingyu said in a low voice: “Unlike me, I haven’t cultivated anything famous in these years.”

If Wang Yu could hear it nowIf you want to, you must tell him loudly.

Brother, you misunderstood.

Actually, my brother is a pervert.

“Having said so much, it might disturb Master Yu’s rest.” Jing Jingyu’s nose was slightly sour, and her expression was pretending to be strong.

“I won’t bother you anymore. I still have to continue working. After all, I’m not only living for myself, I also have a lovely younger sister.” Jing Jingyu smiled immediately.

But when he saw the back of the tombstone, his smile soon froze.