It Turns Out I am a Dao Ancestor Chapter 1: 1 Cut for practice

　　 "Hoo..."

　　Sun Hao looked at the rice paper on the flat table and took a deep breath.

　　 Then, he raised his pen and swiped it.

　　 is the time for a few breaths, and a giant dragon appears on the paper.

　　The dragon swims among the clouds, with two eyes, fierce and domineering, breathtaking.

　　 From the whole look, the dragon seems to be emerging from the paper, with a long mood.

　　"Wonderful! It is wonderful!"

　　Sun Hao looked at the newly completed "Dragon Rising Clouds" and nodded with satisfaction.

　　This kind of artistic conception, looking at the whole world, no one can compare with himself.

　　If it were on the earth in the previous life, the price would definitely be high.

　　In this world, it's just a piece of waste paper.

　　 Yes, Sun Hao is a traverser.

　　 has been here for twenty years.

　　 Originally, I wanted to obtain the invincible system, and like other traversers, I pretended to slap my face and reach the pinnacle of life.

　　 but.

　　, even though he has the system, he is a waste physique.

　　 The body cannot store aura, and there is no way to practice.

　　So the system taught him piano, chess, books, paintings, poems, wine, flowers, tea, forging, planting, cooking, cloth, porcelain, carpenters, physicians...

　　 is all mortal means.

　　 The vast majority have reached the supreme state.

　　 Now, there is only the art of painting, and it’s still about to fire.

　　 "Ding, it is detected that the host has drawn a perfect work-"Dragon and the Cloud", painting experience +1000."

　　 "Ding, the painting level has reached the highest level!"

　　 "Ding, reward the host-a set of top wolf pen!"

　　At this time, three mechanical sounds sounded.

　　 On the desk, a wooden box emerged out of thin air.

　　 opened it and saw that it was filled with brushes, from thick to thin, a complete set.

The product produced by 　　 system must be a fine product.

　　 However, Sun Hao didn't pay attention to this.

　　 He let out a long sigh of relief, his eyes twinkling.

　　 "All reached the supreme state, I can practice!"

　　Sun Hao clenched his fists excitedly.

　　 "Ding, it has been detected that all the skills of the host are perfect, and this system can't teach you, so let's say goodbye!"

　　What?

　　 teaches nothing?

　　 Doesn’t it mean that all skills reach the supreme state, and then give yourself a supreme physique and start the road to cultivation?

　　 "Wait!"

　　Sun Hao spoke quickly.

　　 "Huh?"

　　 "What about the supreme physique?" Sun Hao asked.

　　 "Wait a minute."

　　 After saying this, a cold air current penetrated into Sun Hao's body.

　　 "Ding, it is detected that the host's luck is not enough, and it cannot be turned on!"

　　 "Ding, you can unlock the supreme physique only by gathering full blessing value!"

After two beeps, 　　.

　　 A panel appeared in front of Sun Hao.

　　[Fu Yuan Value]: 0/100, 0000

　　 [Explanation]: If the value of blessing is full, the Hongmeng Taoist body can be opened.

　　 two simple lines, Sun Hao looked puzzled.

　　"System, how do I need to collect fortune value?" Sun Hao asked.

　　 did not respond.

　　 a thought moves.

　　 did not open the character panel.

　　The system went off!

　　 "Fuck..."

　　The mood has been honed for many years and has improved a lot.

　　 At this moment, Sun Hao couldn't help but burst out a foul language.

　　 Twenty years of hard work, just to gain supreme physique and start cultivation.

　　 Now tell me, the blessing value is not enough, need to collect?

　　 Are you kidding me?

　　 If it's just like this, then forget it, there is no way to collect it!

　　 Moreover, the system went off without saying a word!

　　Just ask, who else?

　　 Who else can run into a system that is even worse than this?

　　"Break the system and send the old boss back!"

　　 "I want to go back to the earth to pretend!"

　　 "The peat, really ran away!"

　　Sun Hao kept shouting, and the only answer to him was the sound of running water in the mountains.

　　 "Forget it, explore it yourself!"

　　 "It looks like I should go down the mountain."

　　Sun Hao sighed secretly, his eyes swept indoors.

　　 pen, ink, paper, inkstone, guqin flute...

　　 his eyes finally fell on a guqin.

　　This guqin is also a system product, and it has a simple atmosphere.

　　 "Old man, this time, I can't take you down the mountain."

　　Sun Hao sat next to the guqin and began to pluck the strings.

　　下山.

　　 in a dense forest.

　　 "Damn!"

　　 A young man glanced at the notch in the long knife and cursed secretly.

　　The young man’s back is covered with scars, like being hurt by sharp claws.

　　His name is Chen Daoming, a disciple of the Overlord Sect.

　　 "Howl..."

　　 The cry of the monster came from behind.

　　 Chen Daoming exploded his scalp and rushed forward.

　　The wound on the back was affected, and a little blood was sprinkled along the way.

　　 didn't run far, Chen Daoming covered his chest, panting.

　　 There was a dizziness.

　　 "No, never stop!"

　　 Chen Daoming gave a strong breath and continued to run forward.

　　 However, he just lifted his steps and stopped quickly.

　　 looked ahead, the pupils of his eyes shrank, and there was a burst of chill.

　　 I saw, in front of him, there was a black robe man standing.

　　 Two sharp gazes came out of the ghost mask, staring at Chen Daoming.

　　 "Jie Jie..."

　　 There was a weird laugh, like the howling of hell, it was creepy.

　　 "Little baby, the game is over!" Under the black mask, a human voice came out.

　　 "Only you?"

　　 Chen Daoming pointed at the black-robed man and shouted angrily.

　　 "Hehe..."

　　 The black-robed man did not respond, and took out a flute.

　　 Chen Daoming used his body and spiritual power and placed it on the long sword.

　　"Om..."

　　The long knife emits a faint silver light.

　　 "Come on, hurt each other!"

　　Chen Daoming clenched the long knife in both hands and slammed it hard, like a cannonball, and slashed at the black robe man.

　　 "嘭……"

　　 The sword plunged into the ground and exploded a gully.

　　 However, before Chen Daoming, there is a figure of a black robe man.

　　 "Woo..."

　　 Suddenly, the flute sounded.

　　 heard this.

　　 Chen Daoming's face changed drastically, he found a direction and ran quickly.

　　 "Howl..."

　　 Around the dense forest, there were roars of monsters.

　　 "Ga..."

　　 A group of flying birds panicked to the sky.

　　 "Not good!"

　　 Chen Daoming was sweating coldly, speeding up a bit.

　　 However, I haven't run far yet.

　　 A strange man covered in pitch black blocked his way.

　　The weird gaze was dull, and his mouth whined like a beast growling.

　　 "Howl..."

Behind 　　, there was also a roar.

　　 "Damn!"

　　 Chen Daoming squeezed out the last bit of spiritual power from his body and placed it on the long sword.

　　 Then, he kicked the ground with his hind legs and slashed at the strange man like a cannonball.

　　"ding..."

　　 there was a metal crow.

　　The long knife slashed on the strange man's arm, splashing flames, leaving a gap again.

　　 Chen Daoming was shocked to the point of bleeding and pain.

　　 Before he could respond, the strange man grabbed it quickly.

　　"Punch..."

　　The claws were shaped like steel nails, and they were caught on Chen Daoming's chest, including the flesh of the belt, leaving a few blood sticks dripping with blood.

　　 "嘭……"

　　 Chen Daoming's body flew upside down~IndoMTL.com~ hit the ground hard, spurting blood from his mouth.

　　 one blow, seriously injured.

　　 "Howl..."

　　 In the blink of an eye, a dozen weird people came quickly.

　　In an instant, Chen Daoming surrounded him.

　　 Dealing with one, it is difficult to reach the sky.

　　 Facing a group, there is no way to survive.

　　"Brother, wake up! Junior sister, wake up!"

　　 Chen Daoming looked at these weird people and shouted.

　　 However, it was useless.

　　 These weird people, like puppets without the mind, turned a deaf ear to Chen Daoming's voice.

　　 "Little baby, it's your turn now, do you have a last word?"

　　At this moment, the black robe man came, and the weird automatically dispersed, letting go.

　　 "Last words, you are a hammer! I want to make an old man into a puppet, dream!"

　　 After speaking, Chen Daoming picked up the long knife, pointed it at his neck, and pierced it.

　　 "哐当……"

　　 The long knife fell to the ground.

　　 "Jie Jie..."

　　 The man in black robe looked up to the sky and laughed, "Little baby, want to die? It's not that easy, let's be the puppet of this seat!"

　　 The black-robed man took out his flute and began to play it.

　　 "Damn puppet clan, you are so desolate, you can't die!" Chen Daoming roared.

　　 "No..."

The sound of the flute shook Chen Daoming's soul and fell to the ground, struggling.

　　 The feeling that his soul was torn apart made him almost suffocated.

　　 His soul is like a candle in the wind, which will go out at any time.

　　 "Woo..."

　　 As the flute sounded faster, Chen Daoming became more painful.

　　 staring at him, he was about to faint.

　　 At this moment, there was a sound.

　　……