In the main hall of Lanruo Temple.

Anyang and Yan Chixia were sitting around, explaining constantly to a shabby booklet. Of course, most of the time it was Yan Chixia talking and he was listening. He would only ask Yan Chixia when he couldn't understand.

At this time, it had been a week since he killed the Black Mountain Old Demon, and his mission had been completed for a week. However, because he had to learn the practice method, he had no idea of ​​returning to the real world at all. The time here is ten to one compared to the real world, which is undoubtedly more conducive to his practice!

Furthermore, he can't even go back to the real world.

According to Yan Chixia's words, this booklet was passed down to him by Kunlun's seniors, and he still had to pass it on. Anyang could only write down the contents of it, and could not take the booklet away.

so……

"Okay, let's get here today. I didn't expect that you scholars have such low IQs, which are worse than mine!"

Anyang is a little embarrassed. His IQ is not low, but he is a modern person. It is difficult to understand these ancient texts, not to mention that the cultivation method that is more difficult to pronounce than ancient texts is mysterious and magical.

It seems that it is necessary to add a little quality point to your brain.

Back in the attic, it was not dark yet, and Nie Xiaoqian didn't dare to come out. He began to recall what he had learned today.

Because of all kinds of concerns, Yan Chixia did not tell him the name of this practice method, but because Yan Chixia was a disciple of Kunlun, he called it Kunlun Jue.

Compared with the various magical skills written in the novel, this magic trick is really not profound. At the beginning, it can strengthen the body, increase and lock in its own yang energy, and only then can it generate magic power in the later stage, and then reach the level of Yan Chixia.

At first, Anyang was disappointed, but later he felt relieved.

It's better than nothing.

At least he can linger with Nie Xiaoqian as much as possible, and he doesn't have to worry about his yang energy being sucked away by her.

Taking a deep breath, he took out his cell phone.

"System, allocate a little physical fitness points to your brain."

“Assigned is complete.”

"hiss……"

Anyang felt refreshed and refreshed. He just now felt dizzy and empty because he thought about Kunlun Fight. He felt a sense of clever ears and eyes. He could clearly feel his understanding ability. His thinking ability and reaction ability have improved a lot. Many difficult things to remember were immediately understood completely, such as changing to a CPU computer, and many programs that were very stuck in running suddenly became smooth.

A flash of light on the phone screen and the data has changed.

Selected by: Anyang

physical fitness:

Physical constitution: 2.2

Strength: 2.1

Speed: 2

Brain power: 2

Number of quality points to be allocated: 1

Master skills:

Fighting mastery (intermediate)

Firearms proficiency (intermediate)

English proficiency (primary)

Military literacy proficiency (primary)

Musical instrument proficiency (primary)

Skill points to be allocated: 2

Props abilities:

Portable space (1 cubic meter)

Skill theft (to be used)

Door of Space (to be used)

Anyang stared at the screen of his phone in a daze.

"Hey, do you only have this ability? I read that the main gods in the novel are all omnipotent? Do you have no redemption system, reward points, etc."

"Brain-dead!"

Anyang was stunned.

"There is no need to be so personal, I'll just ask."

The system was silent and the text on the screen flashed.

"I used to have all the functions you mentioned, but now there are no more. If you are interested, you can create a reincarnation system. Moreover, I am not the Lord God. If you are interested, you can be the Lord God."

"Create a system of reincarnation! What does it mean?"

Anyang opened his eyes wide.

"You will understand later."

The screen of the phone dimmed, and An Yang was still caught off guard by the usual aloofness.

Anyang touched his nose, put away his cell phone, opened the window and looked at Yan Chixia's sword dancing below, and began to think.

He now has a prop ability - skill stealing.

There is no doubt that Yan Chixia's ability is not weak. Although it is not as good as the protagonists in many immortal magical masterpieces, it is definitely many times stronger than those in the martial arts, heroes and the tech world. Moreover, he doesn't know when he can go to the immortal magical world, and he also needs a life-saving ability if he goes.

Therefore, Yan Chixia is an excellent choice.

But Yan Chixia has a lot of abilities, which is just the first part of the Age of Ghost Story trilogy. There are three main abilities he showed. Unfortunately, neither the sword flying nor the Wanjian Return to the Sect in the second and third part.

The first is the talisman, which is not outstanding, and is not much better than ordinary Taoist priests. The second is the spell of "The world is in the limit, the universe is borrowed from the universe", which is equivalent to a human-shaped turret, and the third is sword control, which can control weapons and ranged attacks.

He mainly thought about the last two, humanoid turret and long-range penetration, one good at range damage and the other good at single-body attacks.

The two seem to have their own advantages. One is powerful, but the momentum is also great. The other is slightly weak, but the advantage is silent. The other needs to be guided by blood and the other needs to prepare weapons. No matter how you think about it, they all have their own advantages.

"Oh, choose phobia..."

Anyang sighed and closed the window.

At night, Nie Xiaoqian appeared and was entangled with him again.

"Young Master Anyang, do you want to be a Taoist priest?"

"No, why do you ask that?"

Nie Xiaoqian was lying softly in his arms, her silky and tender skin was intimately in contact with him, and her face turned red and she said, "It's nothing, but I think more people want to get fame than Taoist priests who eliminate demons and defend the Tao."

Anyang's hand was wandering on her body, playing with the softness, and found that he was becoming more and more in love with this naturally charming, sad and weak female ghost. It was not a physical fascination, but a pity for her character from the heart.

"I neither want to eliminate demons nor do I want to get a good fortune."

Nie Xiaoqian exhaled like orchids, breathing a little rapid, and asked, "Then why do you still need to learn Taoism?"

Anyang smiled and said, "You are the female ghost in the future, why don't I learn some Taoism and quarrel with you then?"

Nie Xiaoqian blushed and gently hammered him: "I won't quarrel with you, whatever you say is what you say."

"Haha, I'm joking with you. I want to make myself stronger so that I can protect you in the future."

"You are already very powerful, even better than Brother Yan."

Nie Xiaoqian said this, with a ripple in her eyes.

Anyang hugged her, pulled the white gauze next to her to cover her curvy body, and said, "It will be the Chinese Valentine's Day in a few days. I wonder if there is a lantern festival in Guobei County?"

After finally coming to ancient times, he really wanted to experience an ancient lantern festival, just as he was a free trip.

Nie Xiaoqian shook her head and said, "There were some in the past, but now the court is in chaos, and the world is in chaos, and thieves are rampant. Many people dare not open the door at night. Not to mention the Chinese Lantern Festival, even the Lantern Festival will not be many people going out."

Anyang was a little regretful: "What a pity, you can only go out at night. I also want to take you to see the Lantern Festival."

Nie Xiaoqian's eyes dimmed and she said, "Actually, I went to a lantern festival a long time ago, but I never had a chance again. Now I can't see anything when I go out at night."

Anyang said: "My hometown is brightly lit every night, and it's like during the day. Would you like to go back with me?"

Nie Xiaoqian was stunned and said, "There is such a place in the world. Is it the Qinhuai mentioned in the lyrics?"

"No, it's a completely different place from here, where you'll feel like everything is brand new."

Nie Xiaoqian blushed: "As the saying goes, husband and wife follow you. Although I will never be able to hold a marriage with you in my life, I will go wherever you go."

"good!"

After An Yang nodded, he lifted the white gauze on her body and pressed it on again. He felt that his skin was delicate and smooth, and his body was extremely soft.

The next day, he continued to study Kunlun Fight with Yan Chixia, and it was not finished after one month.

But maybe it was because he did not have the halo of the protagonist, or because his personality was not as compatible as Ning Caichen and Yan Chixia. Although he tried hard to rely on the convenience brought by familiarity with the plot to build a good relationship with Yan Chixia, he always felt that something was missing.

In the evening, Nie Xiaoqian was with him, and a pile of flames burned in the hall, which made her skin white and red.

Anyang hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Yan, it's time for me to leave."

Yan Chixia was stunned for a moment and drank the wine from the bowl in one sip: "I think so, you should go to Beijing to take the exam."
To be continued...