I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 1 Miscellaneous Cold Autumn 【For collection, for recommendation】

Luofeng Mountain Range, Qingyun Sect.

"Hey! Drink!"

On the huge martial arts arena, tens of thousands of warriors shouted in unison, and the sound shook the sky.

Each was bare-chested, his muscles were pricked, his blood was filled with energy, his sweat was dripping, and his body was steaming.

"The wind and waves have nine levels of strength, qi and blood are the guide, the strength is nine levels, like wind and waves, there is no end!"

Standing in front of them, a two-meter-tall man who looked like a giant beast guided all the disciples with a powerful voice.

"The nine levels of body forging can be gathered into the sea of ​​darkness! If the sea of ​​darkness gathers, you can become disciples of the inner sect!"

Behind the simple teaching, there are endless temptations.

In the barren ancient continent, martial arts are respected.

This is true for the sect, the court, and even within the family.

Powerful, wanton killing.

The strength is weak and may die at any time.

As soon as the words fell, tens of thousands of warriors' eyes lit up, their shouts shook the sky, and their sweat wet the ground.

Next to the martial arts arena, hundreds of handymen in coarse cloth coats, with brooms and shovels in their hands, looked at them enviously!

"I'm so envious of these outer disciples, who can receive three Body Forging Pills a month!"

A man in brocade robes, with a long whip in his hand and two beards, said with fiery eyes.

"Guard Wang, you are now nominating an outer sect disciple, and you are no longer in the category of handyman!"

"Yes, we envy you too, my lord!"

There are many handymen, the voice of discussion is getting louder and louder, and their hearts are full of yearning.

In order to curry favor with the steward, work less and practice more, they shouted and shouted.

"Hush, keep your voice down, you don't want to be beaten to death like Leng Qiu!"

Hearing the voice getting louder, Guanshi Wang pointed to the young man in green shirt under the shade of a tree not far away, and said gloomily.

All of a sudden, all the handymen followed their fingers and looked over, with dark expressions and closed their mouths.

The green shirt is cold and autumnal, the body is thin, and there are pools of blood around him, leaning against the yellow iron tree.

Sensing many gazes, he suddenly coughed and opened his eyes.

"Qing Yunzong? Handyman? Was beaten to death by the outer disciple Wang Bo? Damn, I designed the game well, how did I time travel? Are you dreaming? Whoops!"

"pain!"

Before he could see his surroundings clearly, a flood of pain flooded his mind.

Ten seconds later, he struggled out of the pain.

I don't believe the information in my mind, but the terrified eyes and weird clothes of the people around me can't be faked.

In particular, the deafening shouting proved to be in the ancient land where martial arts are respected, in the Luofeng Mountains, Qingyun Sect of the Jiuliu Sect!
Martial Force Realm, Body Training Realm, Underworld Realm, Sky Bridge Realm...

Mixed information swirls in my mind.

"A handyman is not as good as a dog, and the strong kill people at every turn? I am a programmer who has no strength to restrain a chicken, and I came to this world, purely looking for death!"

Leng Qiu supported the tree trunk and stood up, looked at everyone indifferently, and secretly groaned in his heart.

Especially the deity of the body offended an outer disciple, a master with a strength of two thousand catties!

Two thousand catties would kill him.

Suddenly, they saw all kinds of light balls scattered around their feet, blue, red, yellow, cyan, and so on.

There is a red light ball the size of a ping pong ball and a green light ball the size of an egg at my feet.

"What? Can't they see it?"

With countless doubts in his head, he bent down to pick up the red light ball.

The ball of light disappeared instantly, and a gust of air flowed into the body, and the pain on his body eased a lot.

"Vigor and blood +10! Body recovery 1/10!"

At the same time, a message popped up in Leng Qiu's mind.

Immediately afterwards, a transparent property panel appeared in front of my eyes.

"Leng Qiu: First level of force.

Strength: 122 (normal 100)

Qi and blood: 8 (100 for normal people) +10
Dexterity: 5 (normal 10)

Spirit: 3 (10 for normal people)"

The panel data is simple, but it already shows how miserable he is, far worse than normal people, and he was indeed beaten to death.

"This is... the addition of attribute points for the game I designed! Remember there are attributes such as soul, true energy, toughness, etc.!"

Leng Qiu was stunned, she was very familiar with the panel in front of her.

"However, I seem to have found a way to live! I don't want to die, I have to live! Whoever dares to kill me, I will fight back! Since I have crossed over, I should live a vigorous life! The revenge of the deity, I will avenge him !"

Quickly put aside doubts, turned his thoughts back, and secretly made a decision.

With a smile on his face, he picked up the big yellow light ball next to him without hesitation.

"Wood Essence Qi +3, helps to recover from physical injuries!"

A cold voice sounded in his mind.

Leng Qiu's eyes sparkled, and he looked at the feet of a group of handymen, there were hundreds of balls of light of various colors.

Regardless of their weird eyes, they bent over and rushed over.

"Strength +10!"

"Blood +10!"

"Agility +1"

"Spirit +1"

"Strength +15"

……

The attributes of various colors were picked up by him, and the injuries on his body healed quickly, which made him almost laugh out loud.

"Damn it, he wasn't beaten to death! He was beaten stupidly. What are you touching all over the floor?"

"I didn't die yesterday, but I must die today. Among the disciples of the outer sect, Wang Bo must be punished. Just wait and see!"

"Hey, poor man, it's a good talent to become the first level of body training in the family. In Qing Yunzong, he was bullied like a child!"

The handymen saw that Leng Qiu was like a fool, bent over and groped all over the floor, shaking their heads and discussing.

"As long as you live, you must work!"

Seeing that Leng Qiu had come back to life, Steward Wang walked towards Leng Qiu with a long whip, muttering in his mouth.

If you can establish a relationship with the outer disciples, you will have a backer in the future.

A few dog legs behind him, with a grin on their faces, hula la followed.

The eyes of many servants followed them.

Steward Wang lashed at Leng Qiu with a whip, but missed.It just jumped at the yellow light ball in front of it, brushing past its body.

"Leng Qiu, get up! Tell you, as long as you don't die, today's task must be completed, fill in all the gaps for me!"

Steward Wang lashed out with a whip, and after being obviously stunned, his face suddenly felt dull.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he scolded coldly.

The dog legs around were very surprised, and their eyes fell on Leng Qiu.

How did he escape?
"who are you?"

Leng Qiu stood up slowly and looked at him coldly.

Give him a whip for no reason, ask him to work, what!
Suddenly, another memory came to my mind, knowing that he was a handyman in charge!

With a strength of 800 catties, she is ruthless and often bullies the lowly and backgroundless Leng Qiu!
The strength is not as good as ordinary people, because of his oppression.

In an instant, the attribute panel appeared in front of his eyes.

"Leng Qiu: Third level of force realm.

Power: 210
Qi and blood: 180
Agility: 20
Spirit: 23
Wood essence: 3.Body injury recovery speed +3. "

A simple attribute, but it shows that the hard work just now was not in vain, and the body has improved tremendously.

Especially the strength, nearly twenty times!
Only a few light spheres remained on the ground.

"Leng Qiu, don't pretend to be crazy! Apologize immediately, or I will kill you!"

"How dare you look down on Steward Wang and don't want to live anymore! Kneel down and apologize!"

After the dog leg was stunned, he reacted, raised his old fist, and shouted impolitely.

"Boy, who gave you the guts to dare to speak hard to me! I'll beat you to death!"

The steward's face darkened, he shouted coldly, and approached, wanting to teach Leng Qiu a lesson.

A handyman who usually looks like a little sheep dared to question him in public, which seriously affected his prestige!
Must be severely suppressed!

"Steward Wang, a little piece of rubbish, why do you do it yourself, I'll do it! Get him to kneel and kowtow every minute, and get to know Mr. Steward again!"

Next to him, a dog-legged monkey with a sharp mouth volunteered to step up to Leng Qiu.

The disciples of Qing Yunzong's outer sect have at least the second level of forging, and they have the strength of two thousand catties.

Handymen do not exceed eight hundred catties of strength.

Leng Qiu was oppressed worse than when he first entered the mountain gate, and he was so easy to catch!
"Boy, I will teach you how to respect the steward, you give me..."

He kept pinching the bones of his fingers with both hands, with an arrogant look on his face.

"Fuck you, Chirp, what a fart!"

Leng Qiu directly punched him on the chin, holding back all his remaining words.

If someone wants his life, then do it!

Never be a dead ghost!
"Crack!"

Accompanied by the sound of fractures, the sharp-billed monkey's cheeks turned into bloody mouths.

The whole scene was silent.

All eyes were on Leng Qiu, his mouth opened wide in astonishment.

He had just scolded him for his dog legs, and unconsciously took two steps back, with horror in his eyes.

With one punch to the ground, Leng Qiu is no longer that weak handyman who is bullied.

It was no longer Leng Qiu who was bullied everywhere, was covered in injuries, and dared not resist.

"What are you doing, clean up the martial arts arena immediately!"

Just when Steward Wang was holding his whip and was about to beat Leng Qiu violently, there were roars from outer disciples in the distance.

"Leng Qiu, clean it up for me immediately, otherwise, I'll beat you to death right now!"

Steward Wang barely suppressed his anger, pointed his whip at the martial arts arena, and scolded in a low voice.

When the outer disciple gave the order, he was afraid that it would harm himself.

But if Leng Qiu refuses to obey, he can be killed on the spot!

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