His eyes froze and he stared at the translucent subtitles in front of him for a long time.
Chen Yanjun suddenly realized that he had been swayed by the mysterious Xianwu Tang, the gentle and beautiful rich woman, and the backstabber who seemed to be a fellow countryman... and almost forgot the most important thing.
He is a time traveler.
How could a time traveler not have a golden finger!
With a thought, the panel came out.
…
【Name】: Chen Yanjun
[Cultivation]: Mortal (69/100)
[Occupation]: Preliminary alchemist.
[Status]: Weak and sick, the poison in the body has been dissipated, the soul is stable, and there is no serious problem.
[Item]: None (can only store spiritual objects controlled by the host, the size of the space is related to the cultivation level.)
【Skill】
Cuju:75/100 (Excellent skill)
Poems: 63/100 (a small success)
Medical skill: 48/100 (first glimpse into the door)
【Gong method】None at the moment (only for practice-type exercises)
…
At a glance, Chen Yanjun understood.
This is a plus point panel!
The word "add dot" is not unfamiliar to Chen Yanjun, who often read online articles in his previous life.
As long as you continue to practice hard and supplement it with resources such as spiritual stones or elixirs, you will automatically add points of cultivation, skills or exercises.
Plus, it doesn't look overbearing.
But in fact, with extra points, you have unlimited potential, and the upper limit is as high as the sky.
In reality, even the most talented people will encounter bottlenecks in their practice, and they cannot be good at all professions.
Adding points is equivalent to having all professional talents. As long as you work hard enough and have the resources in place, you will definitely be able to achieve immortality.
You can practice skills that others cannot practice due to various restrictions!
You can easily overcome the bottleneck that others cannot overcome in their lifetime!
You can reach the hidden realm that others cannot reach!
There is another advantage to adding points: it is suitable for an upright and low-key person. The host will not attract the attention of the boss because of a sudden increase in cultivation or skills, and he will be arrested and dissected...
He can say with a clear conscience: Everything I have comes from hard work!
In addition to adding points, the panel also has an item column, which can store the spiritual objects you carry with you, making it less likely to be killed and stolen.
There is also a status bar where you can see the current physical status, such as blood bar, blue bar, constitution, whether you are poisoned, etc.
It is worth mentioning the three skills of the original owner.
[Cuju: 75/100 (Excellent skills)]
[Poetry: 63/100 (Small achievements)]
[Medical skill: 48/100 (first glimpse into the door)]
The poetry comes from the original owner's own efforts.
Medical skills come from three years of practice at Danlin Academy.
He learned Cuju from Du Qingchuan, Mrs. Cui’s dandy son.
It can be seen from this that the original owner is a great Tang Dynasty Beckham, and Cuju is actually better than poetry and medical skills!
In my memory, his playing style was delicate and even gorgeous.
Unfortunately, due to my physical condition, it is difficult to go further.
Otherwise, you may be able to join the Chang'an Cuju team and beat up those arrogant teams in the vassal town or vassal country.
After all, Chang'an's spiritual practice is extremely prosperous, but Cuju seems to be less of a priority, with many playing it and few mastering it.
The original owner also found a project that no one was focused on, and finally gained some advantages with difficulty.
People always need some special skills to survive.
Fortunately, with the addition of some panels, Chen Yanjun no longer has to rely on this face to make a living, nor does he need to engage in Cuju or poetry.
"Men, after all, have to rely on their strength to speak for themselves."
With this thought in mind, Chen Yanjun took back the talisman held in Jiang Miao's hand.
This beautiful piece of blue-white jade was a talisman given to him by Mrs. Cui, a high-quality spiritual weapon specially designed for mortals.
The surface is engraved with runes in the shape of a dancing phoenix and nine heavens. It has its own storage space and can monitor the wearer's blood and energy.
Turning red means that the wearer is in danger, and red dots will appear on other pieces of talisman, corresponding to the approximate direction and distance.
When Chen Yanjun first traveled through time, Fuyu was once red and black, but now the red glow has gradually faded away, returning to a bluish-white color.
Mrs. Cui is located in Nanxianfang of the outer city, at least dozens of miles away from here, beyond Fuyu's sensing range.
The disciples of the Royal Beast Academy are playing in Wuzhao, Lishan Mountain, which is not far from here. Du Qiuzhuo may come to take a look.
Chen Yanjun held the talisman jade in his palm, and with a thought, he took out the spiritual jade and elixir inside it and placed them in the inventory.
…
【thing】:
Lingyu×81.
Baiyudan×3.
Air-condensing grass×1.
…
Looking at it this way, the inventory is equivalent to an electronic storage bag, which is safer than putting it in a talisman.
As for the talisman, it is better to carry it with you.
After studying the Golden Finger, Chen Yanjun stretched out, formally accepted the fact of time travel, and embraced this turbulent and strange world.
"Now that you've come, make peace with it and don't let it down in the next life."
Jiang Miao, who was on the side, saw that the female classmates who were watching had dispersed, so he stood up and stretched too.
"Miss Du, I see that you are safe and sound, so I'm afraid you won't come. Let's go play Cuju. With my body and your footwork, I will definitely make Liu Huan look good!"
Liu Huan is the grandson of Liu Guangyuan, the Minister of Rites, and comes from a Wenli family. His playing style is similar to that of a rugby player. He is good at charging bulls and is the rival of Chen Yanjun.
Chen Yanjun shook his head, smiled, and looked up.
Jiang Miao was not tall and lean, and although her physique was better than him, it was just like that. She just wanted to hold his thigh and take advantage of Liu Huan's arrogance.
"Cuju can't save the Tang Dynasty. I won't waste my time on it anymore."
Jiang Miao was slightly startled, then faced a group of disciples playing Cuju in the distance and said without looking back:
"So you continue reading?"
Chen Yanjun stood up and said:
"I'll just walk around."
If someone wants to harm him today, it is always safer to go to a crowded place.
But you cannot play Cuju, otherwise you may die suddenly in an accident on the court.
"Just walking around and looking at women?"
“Just walk around and enjoy the scenery.”
Jiang Miao turned around and suddenly felt that Chen Yanjun in front of him was a little strange.
In the past, Chen Yanjun studied hard, but he played Cuju without any hesitation. Firstly, it was to keep fit, and secondly, he wanted to be looked down upon.
After all, this is one of his few specialties.
"I always feel that something is not right after you eat the mushroom. Could it be that you are possessed by the mushroom spirit?"
Chen Yanjun smiled and said nothing, bent down to pick up the pharmacopoeia under the locust tree, turned around and walked towards the Wei River.
In ancient times, the Cold Food Festival was a big festival. Following the ancient custom of changing fires, usually one or two days before Qingming Festival, no fireworks were allowed and only cold food was eaten.
In the Tang Dynasty, the Cold Food Festival and the Qingming Festival were combined, and three to five days were holidays, which were not unified in each year.
There is a five-day holiday for this year's Cold Food Festival. Today is the first day, and the Wei River is already bustling with activity.
The Milky Way on the Weishui River is clear and the water flows endlessly across the sky. The waterside terraces and painted boats complement each other, and miscellaneous operas are performed along the river.
Men mostly play Cuju, polo, fishing, cockfighting, tug-of-war, watch Nuo operas, and dance in groups.
Women often go boating, play on swings, fly paper kites, or hang out in front of vendors selling snacks and accessories.
There were also quite a few barbarians, various Persians, and even Kunlun slaves in the crowd...
The most eye-catching ones are the practitioners who fly paper kites in the air and perform acrobatic movements, such as the flight performances at air shows, which attract cheers from men, women, old and young.
Xianwu Datang's entertainment projects are more exciting and diverse than Chen Yanjun imagined.
Chen Yanjun came to the water's edge, stood with his hands behind his hands, and took a long breath of fresh air in the river breeze.
Looking as far as the eye can see, the dark city wall can be vaguely seen in the distance, and the azure city defense formation hangs in the sky, protecting this magnificent city.
Jiang Miao followed quickly. He was worried that Chen Yanjun, who had just been stimulated, was walking around alone by the river.
"I didn't expect you to be so casual and elegant."
Chen Yanjun smiled and shook his head, staring at the Dandan River with a distant gaze:
"When you walk at the threshold of life and death, you will always see something different."
Jiang Miao felt more and more something was wrong.
"What did you see?"
Chen Yanjun turned his head and looked at the sky above the old city.
In the center of the original Chang'an City, thousands of feet high in the sky, a palace shrouded in clouds and mist was suspended.
It is the place where the late Emperor Li Longji sought immortality——
Tianyuan Palace.
It is said that the late emperor still lives there with his concubine. He has become an immortal and no longer cares about the worldly affairs.
Of course, this is just a legend. No one has seen the late emperor appear in recent years. In the early years, Tianyuan Palace even had pillars.
Tianyuan Palace is the holy land of Xianwu Tang Dynasty.
When the weather is clear, you can see the Yunzhong Palace from anywhere in Chang'an City, where you can worship it to obtain holy blessings.
"I see that I am about to become an immortal."
Chen Yanjun said.
Jiang Miao shook his head, feeling that this guy was hopeless.
"Yes, a woman from the Cui family or the Du family will make you become an immortal, and you will want to die."
"No, I will rely on my own efforts."
Chen Yanjun suddenly turned to look at Jiang Miao.
"Just like you, you have nothing to rely on."
The corners of Jiang Miao's eyes twitched slightly, feeling that this boy was swearing without using any curse words, and his words suddenly became harsh.
"It's rare that you think highly of me. Unfortunately, it also depends on talent. If you don't get what you ask for, it's better to enjoy it in time."
Chen Yanjun smiled.
This sentence is a sarcastic reference to his limited talent and difficulty in attaining good grades, as he cannot find a woman like Du Qiuzhuo.
In the Xianwu Tang Dynasty, the folk customs were strong and open, and the dual cultivation method was also an important way of practice.
Women with outstanding talents are particularly rare and are in high demand everywhere.
Du Qiuzhuo's talent and good looks attracted countless princes and nobles to pursue her, but they were all rejected by her. Many people attributed it to Chen Yanjun's existence.
Chen Yanjun's poisoning this time is probably inseparable from this incident.
Jiang Miao's words seemed sarcastic, but in fact they secretly reminded him to keep a distance from Du Qiuzhao. Before, he had always teased him in the name of father and daughter, so as not to cause death.
Chen Yanjun did not lose his temper and made up his mind:
"When I go back this time, I have decided to redouble my practice. I hope to marry Mrs. Cui within this year. You can come and have a wedding banquet then."
When Jiang Miao heard this, he suddenly laughed.
"As expected, it's still you!"
While the two were talking, they heard a leisurely chirping in the clouds.
A giant snow-white owl folded its wings and swooped down, bringing with it a majestic wind and causing a storm on the Weishui River.
After the wind died down, a pretty female student in white appeared in front of them.
It is Mrs. Cui's daughter, and the woman she couldn't get, Du Qiuzhuo.
She was seen wearing a tight white school uniform, with some beast control runes and lark patterns carved on her chest.
Her eyebrows are clear and picturesque, similar to Mrs. Cui's.
But unlike Fengyun Wushuang's mother, Du Qiuzhuo was slim and tall, more like a Taoist monk, with more than enough immortality, but no trace of the style of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
It is said that her figure and temperament are similar to those of her aunt, Murong Ye, one of the twelve bad handsome men of the Prison Department.
She is one of the Four Wonderful Women of the Tang Dynasty.
For Chen Yanjun's original owner, it was a world on another level.
At the moment, Du Qiuzao glanced at Chen Yanjun to make sure that he was fine, breathed a sigh of relief, and said with an indifferent expression:
"Aren't you doing well? What happened just now?"
The girl's voice was slightly cold, with a hint of soft hoarseness, which sounded particularly scratchy.
Chen Yanjun smiled and said:
"I was poisoned after eating a wild mushroom. Thanks to the help of Brother Jiang and Assistant Professor Fang, I'm no longer seriously ill."
Jiang Miao also followed:
"This is true, I testify."
Du Qiuzhuo frowned slightly.
She had always disliked the weak and sickly Chen Yanjun, but she also knew that he was not a fool.
How could a medical student eat wild mushrooms indiscriminately?
It is possible that someone wanted to harm him while he was outing.
But today, Chen Yanjun has changed his past meek image of asking for help and pretending to be pitiful.
My posture and posture are full of energy, and my speech and behavior seem to have become much more confident.
Du Qiuzao felt that something was fishy. He looked around for a moment and suddenly frowned.
"Did you hear the baby cry?"
Chen Yanjun listened for a while, but did not hear the sound of a baby falling into the water, so he joked casually:
"Did you also eat poisonous mushrooms today?"
Du Qiu Zhuo was startled suddenly and almost didn't react.
After a long while, she said with a cold face and the tone of her mother scolding her brother:
"Chen Yanjun, come home with me!"
Chen Yanjun nodded.
"Um."
At this moment--
boom!
At the ferry, a huge wave suddenly exploded and rushed towards the shore.
The crowd screamed in shock and became a mess.
A ferocious flying beast, like a withered leopard, took advantage of the chaos and flew out of the waves.
The long beak is like a sword, holding a piece of jade in its mouth, crying like a baby, and leaps towards Du Qiuzhuo.