One reinforcement point a day

Chapter 77

I am a time traveler, and I am called Zhou Tai in this life. This is a world where you can cultivate immortals, and it is also a world that is a bit sad for me.By the time you read this letter, I may be dead.

I never expected that in this life, I could still have the same name as a historical figure in the previous life. I only remember that it seems to be a character in the Three Kingdoms. I was afraid that I, an ordinary person, would not be able to suppress this name, so I chose a small name for myself. The name is Ah Man, that's right, it's the same Ah Man who is similar to Prime Minister Cao.

The name presses the name, there is nothing wrong with it.

To the east is Jieshi, to see the sea...

Husband has ambitions all over the world, and thousands of miles are neighbors.

Singing to wine, how much life is... Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart...

I would rather let the world down, than teach the world to blame me.

As one of the big masters of the time, it is natural to suppress the little Zhou Tai.As for Zhou Tai's name, he was afraid that he would not be able to suppress it, so why did he dare to recite Prime Minister Cao's nickname.

First of all, this is just a nickname, and a homonym has been changed. The pronunciation of the language here is different, and the meaning has changed, but I can understand it myself. Secondly, I think we should be of the same kind. I also said that Duke Zhou's magnificent words of vomit and nourish the world and return to the heart, in the dark, bless me, the soul that has fallen into the hometown of Yixiang, can't be too much!
I was originally an atheist, but things like time travel happened, which overturned my understanding. I thought that countless joking words would really happen to me, but what happened could not be uttered.

I'm afraid that one day, I will die silently. Maybe I'll embarrass countless time travelers, but I'm just an ordinary person.People leave their names, geese leave their voices, I am afraid of dying silently, writing this letter, recording the stumbling all the time, it can be regarded as leaving a trace in this strange and lonely world.

I was a child who had suicidal tendencies when I was young, and I was just an ordinary person. If I hadn’t gradually awakened my past life memories since I was five years old, I think I would not be able to learn the strange and strange language here.

If I hadn't been ignorant and lived for several years, I don't think I would have been able to accept the reality of changing my biological parents at all.

In my childhood memory, the longest memory is being very hungry, very hungry.

Although the crop yield is low, it should not be difficult for a couple to raise four children. It should not be difficult for me to have a full meal once in a while.

From the moment I can move my hands and feet, I have to do what I can, work as a cow and a horse, and don’t give me enough food. I think it’s about a slave, so let’s live like this!Seeing the prosperity of the world, how can you be willing to live a life just to live.

I wanted to die but was afraid of death. I didn't realize it until some of my friends died while working and were buried as simply as a kitten or puppy.

In a world without measures, many children are born, and there are no resources for unlimited population growth. Survival of the fittest, those who can eat less, can work, and are still alive, are valuable.It's cruel, but it can't be said that there is nothing wrong with it. Everyone, from generation to generation, is eliminated and selected.

No one chooses to go for a walk, no one chooses to change, the hunger in the stomach can make people give up all the distance.

There are no so-called opportunities to study, no animals everywhere, no rivers rich in fish and shrimp, and nothing that can be familiarized with and use. If you want to apply some manure to unfamiliar crops, the reverse effect will cause you to be beaten to death.

Just a cowardly ordinary person, the future may be beautiful, but it is only possible, what can be used to make up for the beginning of this suffering, and I have decided to use the glorious end of life to escape from this world.

While trying to feel the feeling of being alive, while thinking about what kind of death is better.

It's great to discover the existence of strengthening points, one strengthening point a day, and later I saw a cultivator flying by by coincidence, letting me know that this is a world where one can cultivate immortals.

What to do after cultivating immortality, relying on the fantasy of the ultimate beauty in the world to ignite the desire for life.

Is there a plug-in?How many times have I read some novels in my previous life, thinking that as long as I can survive, I will become a great weapon in the future, but who would think that there may be a great weapon, but this one is not the other, and more is just for the helpless tough.

One reinforcement point a day, it feels good every day, but it was just a feeling at the time.

Just like in the previous life, giving 1 yuan a day is not beautiful, but it is 1 yuan from Tiandi Bank, which is not in the same boundary and cannot be spent.

I found all the methods I could try, but I couldn’t find the effect of strengthening points. Finally, I found out that I could only add points to my body. At that time, I didn’t find any effect of adding points. But now that I think about it, if I didn’t have strengthening points, I might have died. It can make a child, when he is extremely deficient in nutrition, not be that horrible skinny, just look a little malnourished.

Strengthening points must be indispensable.

When the poor suffer from the disease of wealth, they should have suffered from anorexia at the time, but in order to survive, they can only be strong.

How about selling a few more taels of silver than others? I used my hard work to survive, but I just raised my selling price a bit.

You read that right, when I was ten years old, I was sold by my family.

In the first few years before I was sold, I lived on the dream of cultivating immortals. One cannot live without dreams, no matter how far away and unrealistic they are.

Some people may go crazy if they focus on one thing. I’m okay, but I just talk to myself. It looks like a mental illness, but it’s not terminally ill.

I'm not lazy. When I grow up, I can help my family with hard work, because I won't die as easily as when I was a child. However, I am like a rich man who knows that he can earn tens of millions a year in the future. There is only one person who may pass by here at any time. Teacher, although the chance is very small, it is easy to miss the opportunity when it comes to the field, and there is enough food at home, and the appetite of the eldest brother is increasing, and I will always be the half bowl of porridge...

I have used weeds to play my life. When I was young, I was so hungry that I ate some grass roots, no matter whether they were poisonous or not. Whatever it is, the sky is big, I am hungry, and my stomach is the biggest.

It's okay to die.

Thinking about it later, I got anorexia, and it was not unrelated to this. I didn’t eat grass until my body was able to improve.

Do you know how terrifying a weather-beaten face can be?Coupled with malnutrition, most people in the village are no longer simply ugly, nor are they simply black like black people. In comparison, simple black people can be counted as greasy hair and noodles.

I don't know if Xiuxian can look at the appearance, but this is the only preparation I can make. If I don't do anything, my heart will be empty, deadly empty.

Just like a child who wants to go to school, he wants to find a good-looking tree branch as a pen, even when he really goes to school, this is not needed, but when the dream is humble, it needs a hope that can be supported, even if it is a one Bubbles that shatter when touched.

Various plant juice leaves, first simply apply on the arms, after a few times, simply confirm that there will be no adverse reactions such as poisoning and allergies, and then apply on the body and face.

Aren't you afraid of being disfigured?I am not afraid of death anymore, but worry about that!

I used to be a lamb. I was sold to traffickers at the age of ten. At the moment when I was taken away, what I thought in my mind was the scene of chickens and ducks being killed and human organs being trafficked. The three words that came down were: Return your life.

It doesn't matter so far in life, I have at least had a very beautiful dream of cultivating immortals.

I don't know why he was sold as a miner, maybe it was ordinary looks that saved him?I still can't figure it out, but at least I can eat enough to work, so I know that the physical fitness of ordinary people who have been strengthened after eating is far superior to ordinary people.

I once blocked the road and robbed, maybe just to die, escaped from the mine, my body was almost at its limit, and I tried again with grass roots and leaves, but I could feel that my life was passing by.

I believe in the kindness of the world, lying half dead on the side of the road waiting to be rescued, the road is dangerous, and people's hearts are unpredictable, it will only make things worse.

If it weren't for the fact that the people passing by were in groups and there were a lot of people, there might be some people who researched and sold themselves.

Maybe let go of the little bit of self-esteem left, and begging can live, but it is only possible, if you still die, what is left except to lose the last self-esteem!The rest is failure from beginning to end, and the last peripheral vision is that dignity has been trampled, it is better to give it a try.

The poor will try their best to rob them, and they will die in the end. Not only will they die in an ugly way, but they will also die in a dishonorable way.

Robbing the rich, the rich may find it troublesome and give them something to pass. After all, the richer they are, the less they want to have any troubles and troubles. If they can make trouble, they can have milk, and it is basically common.

Of course, it may also be that the guard simply gave me a knife and killed me quickly. I have imagined that the scene of the sharp blade slashing across the body and the blood splattering is very beautiful.

As for the possibility of being able to successfully rob, even standing up, you have to try your best to win something. Although I felt a little hopeful at the time, but thinking about it now, it is just a spiritual pillar to be able to stand up.

I don't know if it was out of sympathy or what, they gave me money and food, but to me, it was equivalent to a life-saving grace. If possible, this grace, no matter what, must be repaid, even if this life is returned.Not only did it save me from death, but it also gave me the opportunity to pursue the opportunity of cultivating immortality.

As far as I can remember, that lady has a really nice figure.

In fact, I could follow along at that time, and it might be good to be a top-notch servant by myself.But the obsession of cultivating immortals, it's fine if you die, how can you give up when you're alive, and become a servant, trapped in a place, how to find the fate of immortals, and how to repay the kindness.

Before I had to travel thousands of miles to the east to find a way to leave the low-spirited land, I tried to find and seek repayment, but finally gave up, not because I didn't want to repay the favor, but because I finally realized that what I could give was too little and too pitiful. What repayment do you have?
Literacy and hyphenation are difficult, being coaxed and stumbling.

I once threw out spiritual stones made by strengthening points to attract people to fight, people made money and birds died for food, I have no guilt.

I also stole a lot of jade, but I couldn't sleep or eat.

Robbery is a skill, stealing is just a villain's act, if it is forced by life, it is true and helpless, but I am no longer, so even if it is a little troublesome, I will return it.

People are different, as long as I feel comfortable in my heart, I don’t care how high or far I have cultivated, at least I have a clear conscience. If I really want to make me feel ashamed, most of the world is not worth it.

Thanks to that good-looking fairy of Liuyunzong, she is the most beautiful woman I have seen so far, although she just exchanged the position of a handyman for a very valuable little leaf, when she knew the truth, she really felt a little dark , Thinking about it now, no matter how good things you give yourself, you can't keep them, and it will only increase your troubles.

The luckiest thing in my life was that hot air balloon that went up into the sky. I am also grateful that I lost control and went up to the sky, otherwise I really would not have the fate to meet that beautiful fairy. It is a pity that even her name is still unknown. Know.

If there is no meeting, even if the road to the east is not dead, the best result is to rise to the ninth level of Qi training, to be a chic and ranger-like existence in the land of low spirits, and to be in the land of low spirits like Liuyunzong's private land. Hey, once I make too much trouble about some things, I think the monks of Liuyunzong will attack me and cut me off with a flying sword. After all, I am like a weasel trapped in someone else's chicken coop, unable to escape.

I have unhealthy thoughts about that fairy, but fairies are a distant dream.

Why do you say that going east is not dead, because it is a road without hope.

Sun Lao said that Yuanying could be saved in legends, but the news circulating in Liuyunzong was that crossing there was harder than hitting the Liuyunzong Zongmen Patriarch Hall, and Yuanying's cultivation was even stronger than Liuyunzong's big formation. Can't break it, in other words, can't even enter the sect.

I don't know which statement is true, maybe they are all false, but there is a high probability that what Sun Lao said is false, he has too many lies, and I don't know what he said. real.

I have been in Liuyunzong for two years now. I have cultivated five levels of qi. I am eager to build a foundation, but all the news I have heard makes me feel hopeless. Only then do I know that my heart is like Zhang Huanduo, and I don’t do too much. imagine.The foundation building method has basically not been spread, and it is controlled by the sect. Even if it is robbed, it is useless. Each sect has its own set of writing methods, which do not understand each other.Anyone who builds foundations and builds foundations can hunt down and kill people from the big sects...

As for entering the sect...

It is possible for the ordinary lower class to have the luck of a noble son from a humble family in ten generations.

Everyone in the world can practice immortality. If the law is not passed on in secret, everyone can ascend to heaven.

People have selfishness, and those who cultivate immortals have even more selfishness.

I don't know what will happen in the future. It is said that the foundation has a lifespan of 200 years, and it takes 300 years to reach the ninth floor of the foundation. If there is a chance, I will not let it go...

Writing these is just to express the sulking in my heart.I'm not afraid of being discovered by others, let's not say that the sect's great formation can block the detection of spiritual consciousness everywhere, the words I wrote on the paper are the words of the previous life, who can recognize them?Bullying people, adding secrets to the text, I can do it too!

The most important thing is that there is not enough paper, and for the sake of safety, I write some words on the paper. When it is full, I write on the words and press the words. At this moment, the paper is just a piece of black ink.

If possible, I really want to go back... I really want to...

In the wooden house, Zhou Tai picked up the white paper that was almost completely blackened by ink, shook off the ink on it, and then burned it with the flame of an oil lamp.

That's right, it burned.

This is an ancient communication method passed down in the previous life, and Zhou Tai didn't know if it worked or not.

I don't know if there are ghosts that can see?I see it, do you understand it?He won't write to his ancestors in the previous life. It's too bad to see him in such a miserable state, and he probably won't recognize his grandparents anymore!

This is the tenth letter to the ghost.

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