"Hello, welcome to Ziyunjian, the Northern Lights of the intelligent immortal cultivation system are here to serve you!"

Chen Xuejian looked at the things in front of him, as if he was stunned.

Seven days ago, when he woke up, he suddenly found himself in a strange world and finally had to face the fact that he had traveled through time.

He didn't even know how he traveled through time, but only remembered that he was preparing for the exam for a veterinarian, and was in the study period of full effort.

On the night before the trip, I used the computer to check the information all night long, and I didn’t remember what happened afterwards.

"Hello, is there anything you need to serve?"

There was a strange space in front of me, with an object, four feet, square mouth, one meter high, one meter long, one meter wide, and a square bronze furnace, but there was no cover on it.

There was a ball of light hanging in the air, like the sun, but it emitted a white light, soft command, and the sound was what it called.

There seemed to be something engraved on the wall of the furnace. After careful look, there were five big words engraved: Huntian Creation Furnace.

"Is it the bronze pot?"

Chen Xuejian was secretly shocked. Seven days ago, he opened his eyes and found this bizarre world. He had nothing in his body, but he found a dilapidated bronze pot on the side of the road, and put it in his arms.

I tried to sell the broken pot several times, but no one looked at it.

These words were engraved on the bronze pot. At that time, I just thought it was a carved flower ornament and didn't take it to my heart. Unexpectedly, seven days later, this broken thing actually led me to open the door to a bizarre world.

Intelligent Immortal Cultivation System... Chen Xuejian looked at the ball of light in the sky and couldn't help but wonder: With such a modern name, could it be that computer that traveled through time with him?

Immediately asked, "Where did you come from?"

It seemed that he was asked by this question, and the Northern Lights were silent for a quarter of an hour before speaking out: "I don't know!"

I'm afraid my computer has really traveled with me... Chen Xuejian remembered that before traveling, he was using the encyclopedia function of the computer to check some drugs, diseases, etc., which should be related to this.

Then I... Could it be that I died suddenly, staying up late and suddenly died suddenly!

It must be this... Chen Xuejian couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: The evil exam!

It doesn’t matter if you don’t know the origin, it’s enough to be easy to use, this is a smart immortal cultivation...

Chen Xuejian immediately asked, "What's the use of you!"

"My current energy level is level 1, which can help you identify the original materials..."

The Northern Lights have been explained very simply. It has many abilities, but it must increase the energy level before it can be used. The way to increase the energy level is very simple: use the Metamorphosis to charge.

One Yuan crystal is equal to a little energy, and it can be upgraded if the energy is enough.

The first-level Northern Lights can only identify materials, the second-level can identify elixirs, essences, magic weapons, etc. The third-level can improve elixirs and magic weapons. However, not everything can be identified and improved, and it also has an impact on one's own realm.

"My God, it's developed!"

After learning about it, Chen Xuejian was immediately overjoyed. Although Northern Lights only mentioned three levels of ability for the time being, it was enough to equip it as a plug-in.

I have been to this world for seven days. Although I was extremely miserable and like a beggar, Chen Xuejian still has a certain understanding of this world.

This world is called the Primordial Realm, which is a world of practitioners. Cultivators practice by absorbing the power of monster spirits.

Not only practice, but also elixirs, weapons... Almost everything in the entire world of practice is closely related to the spirit of monsters.

Low-level monster spirits can be upgraded to higher-level monster spirits by fusing certain raw materials, but the formulas are different, and few people know them, which makes some special monster spirits and high-level monster spirits extremely expensive.

As long as the Northern Lights are identified, they can know the synthetic formula for identifying monster spirits. It is difficult to synthesize cheap things into expensive ones and sell them.

The identification method is also simple, as long as you touch it with your hands, but the price is also available: In addition to the basic materials being identified for free, everything else requires energy, starting at 10 o'clock.

Ten points of energy is ten yuan crystal stones. Not to mention those expensive monster spirits, even the second-level monster spirits can be sold for more than fifty, and the third-level spirits are hundreds or thousands. Especially some special spirits, which cannot even be measured simply with money.

Although it takes 100 energy to refine one time, wouldn’t it be better to refine only expensive ones if you don’t refine cheap ones?

The future is promising, but the trouble is that I can't even take out a piece of Yuan crystal.

Chen Xuejian asked the Northern Lights again, and got the method of entering and leaving, and immediately returned to the outside world.

That space is inside your head, and you can enter it as soon as you think about it. It's simple.

After coming out, Chen Xuejian hurriedly took out the little copper pot in his arms... The little copper pot was indeed gone. Unexpectedly, after traveling through time, the little copper pot he picked up casually was still a treasure.

Chen Xuejian sighed inwardly, but was confused. It would be normal to pick up a few dollars on the road, but he just came over here and picked up a treasure and system. It always felt like someone was doing it on purpose.

Could it be that this time travel is not a coincidence? I am confused, but there is nowhere to find the answer.

"Gugugugu!"

My stomach suddenly rang and my stomach even more twitched, which made Chen Xuejian feel uncomfortable.

After seven days, he picked up a few steamed buns discarded by others to eat, and he was so hungry that he was exhausted.

It is rare to be cheating. If you starve to death here, it will be a shame to the time traveler... Chen Xuejian stood up and walked forward weakly. He must first find a way to solve the livelihood problem.

"Blood Qi Pill, Blood Qi Pill, Second-grade Blood Qi Pill..."

"The third-grade foundation-building pill, all the casual cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage can come and have a look..."

"One level three spirit can be sold, exchanged, quote it yourself..."

“…”

Hearing various hawking sounds from time to time makes Chen Xuejian feel like he is in a dream, which is too unreal.

The Primordial Realm is a world of cultivators. Like the cultivation novels I read in the previous life, it also starts from the Qi Refining Period, then builds the foundation, forms elixirs, and Nascent Soul... and practices one after another.

The weak are not much different from ordinary people, while the strong are capable of turning the world and land gods.

Chen Xuejian also wanted to be a god, but the problem was that he didn't know how to start, or what he was more worried about now was how he could not starve to death.

"Recruitment, admission!"

Suddenly someone shouted loudly from a distance: "Qinglan College's enrollment this year has begun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, it seemed as if the floodgates were opened, and pedestrians suddenly turned into a stream of people and rushed in one direction. Before Chen Xuejian could figure out what was going on, he was surrounded by the stream and reached the door of a large yard.

A sign stands on one side of the door, which says enrollment conditions, such as talent requirements, age requirements, fees, etc., and there are a lot of Balabara.

There are many similar classical Chinese words in the notice, which Chen Xuejian doesn’t understand very well, but there is one that can be seen clearly: food and accommodation.

In order to make sure that he was not a mistake in understanding, he hurriedly pulled someone around him and asked, "Does that mean you don't have to pay for food and accommodation?"

"That's right, but..." The man shook his head and said, "That's a non-staff disciple. Qinglan Academy's fees are not particularly high. Who would like to be a non-staff disciple!"

"No-staff disciple?" Chen Xuejian didn't quite understand, and asked carefully before he understood.

The so-called non-staff disciples are like attending students. They can attend classes with other students, but their food and accommodation conditions are worse, and they also have to complete some work in the college to compensate for this fee.

In this way, the time for study and practice will naturally be reduced. Anyone who can afford the tuition will not choose this. Moreover, although Qinglan Academy is famous, the cost is not very high.

In this world, practicing is more important than reading in previous lives, and few people are willing to waste time.

However, Chen Xuejian didn't care. What he needed most now was food and accommodation. After asking about some information immediately, he ran to the registration office of the non-staff disciples.

Sure enough, the non-staff disciples had no human rights, and the registration office was extremely simple, and there was no one who signed up. There was only a thin middle-aged man who was dozing off with a few students.

Chen Xuejian carefully woke up the person. The middle-aged man's eyes were blurred. When he saw someone in front of him, he suddenly shook and said in a lost voice: "There are people who are here to be the non-staff disciple!"

The students next to them were also shocked and all stood up.

The middle-aged man felt that he had lost his words and then smiled and said, "Come on, come on, report your name."

This made Chen Xuejian feel uneasy and wondered if he would think more, but his croaking stomach immediately gave up the idea, and he hurriedly said, "Chen Xuejian!"

"Okay!"

The middle-aged man wrote down his name, then brought a jade bracelet, activated it and emitted a faint fluorescent light. He then spread his palms flat on the table and said, "Press your hand in my palm and see how talented you are!"

Chen Xuejian pressed his palm to the other party's palm with a little excited. The so-called talent should be like the IQ of his previous life. A high IQ may not necessarily be awesome, but a high IQ will definitely become awesome. He also wants to know what his situation is.

After pressing for a while, the middle-aged man suddenly froze his face, then shook his head and said, "Three-point Ding Wait!"

In the Proterozoic realm, talent can be seen through the size of the practitioner's purple palace.

The purple palace is located in the head and is the place where the life gate of practitioners is, the soul of life, golden elixir and Nascent Soul are located. Just like the brain of an ordinary person, once damaged, it will endanger life.

The size of the Zifu space is divided into ten levels, one minute is the lowest and ten highest. A level above eighth is level above sixth is level above B, C level above fourth is level above twoth is level above D, and there is no order below one minute.

The space is limited and the true qi can be accommodated. Although the true qi can be condensed once every time one level is improved, the upper limit cannot be changed.

Every time you improve a great realm, in addition to some necessary things, you also need a little more true energy.

Just like Chen Xuejian, his talent is three-point Ding, etc., which means that he can only cultivate three-point true energy at most in each realm. This means that if he does not have a strange adventure or special means to improve his talent, his cultivation level in his life will reach the level of the Dan Cultivation Stage at most.

As one of the most famous colleges in Huangling County and the Kingdom, Qinglan College has requirements for students' talent, and at least four points are C, while Chen Xuejian actually has three points, which just happened to be stuck on the dividing line.

"Damn!"

Chen Xuejian scolded in his heart. He had just read the notice and naturally understood what the other party meant.

"Why are others geniuses who travel through the past? My talent is so mediocre... It's better to be a waste material. If the waste material starts, it may be broken and then established, and the future will be unlimited..."

Chen Xuejian kept complaining, looking at the middle-aged man pitifully, hoping to give him a chance.

The middle-aged man shook his head, as if he was hesitating whether to pass Chen Xuejian's name on the booklet.

"I can do anything!"

Chen Xuejian begged: "Especially good dishes for cooking!"
To be continued...