Of course Qin Tian didn't dare to treat the old sow in the pigpen. She gave birth to two litters a year, all of which were used to make oven pigs. If she kills her, I believe Zhang Dafu will skin him.
Now that there is an upgrade system, Qin Tian can't help but throb in his heart as if seeing his glorious tomorrow.
"Master, did you break through the second rank of the martial artist? I see how you are different from before." Meng Lei wondered. Qin Tian's dantian was damaged and he had known that he could not break through the second rank of the martial artist. He had already known it just now. Feeling that Qin Tian's momentum has changed a bit, this is clearly a sign of the breakthrough.
The martial arts on the Tianyuan Continent are inseparable from the qigong condensed in the dantian. If the dantian is damaged and the qigong cannot be condensed, it can be judged that you will never be able to break through.
In the Tianyuan Continent, Wu Xiu has become popular, and it is estimated that such things as the breakage of the dantian have not happened in thousands of years.
Cultivation depends on aptitude and chance. Even ordinary people who have cultivated throughout their lives are only in the realm of warriors, but they will not stay at the first rank of warriors forever like Qin Tian.
After five years of crimes, Qin Tian deeply realized the pain caused by the damage of his dantian. Now God is pitying him and presents him with an upgrade system. In the future, he will not need to worry about whether the dantian is broken or not. Only upgrade and kill monsters. The Qigong value will increase, and it will increase permanently, and it will not be lost due to the damage of the dantian.
Now his martial arts level has been upgraded to the second martial artist, as long as he accumulates enough experience, breaking through the third martial artist is only a matter of time.
Cultivating hard is of no use to me. Now I have to kill more monsters, just like playing games, killing monsters, gaining experience, upgrading, and becoming stronger.
He couldn't be more familiar with this set of procedures. Since his future life is like playing a game, I must be the strongest player in the game.
Qin Tian looked around and saw no one around him, smiled at Meng Lei secretly, nodded slightly, admitting that he was already a second-order martial artist.
With Qin Tian's confirmation, Meng Lei smiled happily, his stupid appearance was even more happier than he had broken through. The hard work of these years was finally not in vain, and the hard work that day and night finally paid off.
With a smile, Meng Lei's tears came out.
He was so excited that he wept with joy.
Qin Tian patted Meng Lei, and said with relief: "Why do you cry when you are happy?"
There was also a burst of bitterness in his heart, and the bitterness was really too much.
"No, I'm just happy, just happy." Meng Lei wiped a tear from his eyes and said in a naive way.
Although the two are in a master-servant relationship, they are like brothers. They have been supporting each other over the years. This kind of friendship was something Qin Tian could not realize in his previous life, but now he felt it deeply.
If you just broke through the second rank of martial artist, then it shows that only one level in the system, your own martial arts level will also be upgraded.
"If that's the case, then it would be great. Others have worked hard to cultivate, and they only need to kill a few more monsters, especially when they encounter a bottleneck and cannot break through, their advantages will be even more obvious, haha... Now it's developed." Qin Tian couldn't help getting excited thinking about this, and his worries when he woke up in the morning were wiped out.
The scorching sun was sky, and it was noon, and there were more people eating in Furong Restaurant.
There are no less than a hundred places to eat like Furong Restaurant in Qinghe City, but the business is still booming, and there are almost no empty tables when the meal arrives.
"The shopkeeper, why isn't our food served yet..."
"Little Er, give us a pot of high-quality Zhuguo Wine!"
"Fuck, why isn't Lao Tzu's beef coming up yet?"
…
Upstairs and downstairs, I was too busy to open the glue. With a white towel on his shoulders, Qin Tian jumped up and down without stopping for a moment. The low and low posture made many people very satisfied.
In the eyes of everyone, he is just a low-ranking pariah, and no one will make trouble with the pariah. If that happens, he will lose his identity.
Of course, some people are just unhappy with him, such as Qin Kun in the private room of the Emperor.
"Let me introduce to you, he is our Qin family's number one waste for thousands of years. He is still at the first rank of martial artist at the age of fifteen. Brother Wang, how old were you when you were first martial artist?"
"When I was five years old, I became a martial artist."
"When I was seven years old, I was a rank one martial artist, and now I am a rank five martial artist. I'm only thirteen years old."
"I heard that there is no waste, you are losing the face of the Qin family, you still have a goddamn face to live? You want me to die long ago, haha..."
"Ha ha… "
Howling in the private room, Qin Tian lowered his head, neither humble nor yelling, as if he was not talking about him at all.
The last time he hit him was Qin Kun, the little overlord of the Qin family, the youngest son of the great elder Qin Xiangtian. He was considered a hegemon in Qinghe City, but he was also a well-known genius in this area. He was sixteen years old but there were warriors. The strength of seventh-order, qigong is much stronger than ordinary seventh-order people.
It is the key genius cultivated by the Qin family.
Seeing that Qin Tian didn't react, Qin Kun gave him a cold stare, "Bah!"
A thick sputum spit on Qin Tian's face, disdainfully said: "Get out."
"Ha ha… "
Qin Tian didn't wipe it, lowered his head, gritted his teeth, slowly exited the private room, and closed the door casually.
Standing outside the door, Qin Tian's body was trembling, trembling angrily, the insult that he would never forget in his entire life.
Wiping the phlegm off his face, Qin Tian narrowed his eyes, like an old fox, and muttered in his heart: "Wait."
"Master, did Qin Kun bully you again? I never finished with him."
Meng Lei rushed to the outside of the box, furious, like a King Kong glaring at the killing god.
Seeing the unfinished spitting stars on Qin Tian's face, he knew what had just happened. It was not the first time that Qin Tian spit in public. Who had endured this insult
Right now, Meng Lei was angry and wanted to rush into the room.
Qin Tian hugged Meng Lei, and said, "Are you their opponent? He still wants you to trouble him, so he has a reason to do it."
Meng Lei was sturdy and stupid, he was desperate for Qin Tian.
"Master, let's go to the patriarch to make sense."
"Looking for the patriarch?" Qin Tian smiled bitterly. I really don't know if Meng Lei is really stupid or fake. Looking for the patriarch is simply asking for trouble.
Will the patriarch offend the great elder for his sake
What's more, Qin Kun is the key training target of the Qin family, the emperor's proud son, the star of tomorrow, how could it be possible to scold him for a waste
It's simply impossible.
This world is the same as the original world. The weak eats the strong, and if you want to get everything, there is only one way to become stronger.
Qin Tian, who was two lives, knew this very well.
"It must be stronger."