Xianwu: There Are Always Reborn People Who Want To Stop Me From Being Invincible

In Zhou Yuan's previous life, he read many online articles.

Of course he has heard of the life simulator system.

"So, is this the Goldfinger that Gu Changfeng once was?"

He suddenly thought of what Gu Changfeng had shouted before he died: "What the hell kind of system do you have!"

Also, Li Chaoyang said before that Gu Changfeng's Sword Intent was not acquired by his own cultivation, but was simulated by external objects.

All these made Zhou Yuan look down on the system, which seemed to be not very good.

The former host Gu Changfeng died directly at the hands of that idiot Ma Xiaoyun.

However, Zhou Yuan still gave the instruction jokingly: "Start simulation."

He wanted to see what kind of future this so-called life simulator system could simulate for him.

[Host: Zhou Yuan]

[Cultivation: Second Grade Martial Artist]

[When you were 18 years old, you participated in the genius training in Huxi City, experienced the conspiracy of the Demon Sect, and gained a lot of benefits during the entrance trial of the Demon Sect's disciples. ]

[You were admitted to Jiangnan University with excellent grades. Because of your superb swordsmanship, you became a man of the hour on campus. ]

[At the age of 22, you graduated from Jiangnan University with your Fifth Grade ability. ]

[At the age of 27, you successfully broke through the realm of Sixth Grade Soul Formation. ]

[At the age of 35, you successfully broke through to the realm of Seventh Grade Grandmaster. ]

[At the age of 50, you successfully broke through to the realm of Eight Grade Grandmaster. ]

[Your talent was limited and you were unable to successfully break through to the Ninth Grade Great Grandmaster realm. Finally, at the age of 130, your old injury recurred and you died. ]

[There are three rewards for this simulation, please choose one of them. ]

[Option 1, Root Bone +1; Option 2, Comprehension +1; Option 3, Break through the Twelve Serious Scriptures and enter the peak of Second Grade]

[Note: The first simulation is given free of charge by the system. Subsequent simulations require the host to provide aura resources. ]

Zhou Yuan is serious and has read all the contents.

Then, he just had fun: "Life simulator system, that's it?"

Regarding the future, no important news was provided.

There are no secrets revealed about his current situation.

As for the reward, I laughed it off.

Returning Bones +1, Comprehension +1, only God knows whether they are added or not.

As for helping to break through the Twelve Classics, he couldn't do it himself, so why did he ask for help?

Zhou Yuan deeply suspected that this so-called life simulator was cheating him of his spiritual energy resources.

How could he not be able to break through the Ninth Grade Great Grandmaster if he practiced so hard and had such a powerful Chaos Space, but still had old injuries relapse?

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan couldn't help but sneer: "It's all Goldfinger, you are far worse than my chaotic space."

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you, so let Chaos Space have a good chat with you."

Zhou Yuan thought in his mind, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, the chaotic space was turbulent, and the chaotic air flow swept across the "Book of Yanxu".

boom!

"Book of Yanxu" hurriedly hid in the corner of Zhou Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness, as if it was under some huge threat.

And in that corner, there was a painting there.

When I saw the "Book of Yanxu" coming over, the painting was full of brilliance and vitality, as if it was expelling it.

The clear light on the "Book of Acting Xu" flickered twice, hovered above the painting twice, and then flew towards another corner of Zhou Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness, where it stayed honestly.

Zhou Yuan's thoughts were directed towards this book.

As a result, it was just like that painting, without saying a word, no system, no life simulator, just pretending to be dead in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Don't you want to talk?"

Zhou Yuan didn't pay too much attention and just said lightly: "Okay, then you can also become the material needed by the chaotic space."

This book looks a little more out-of-the-box than the painting, and should be able to provide him with more spiritual energy needed to deduce the technique.

After processing this book, Zhou Yuan started to think about business.

Ye Jiayu harbored such murderous intent towards him, and he wanted to figure out the reason and deal with the consequences.

After all, you can only commit a thief in a thousand days, but there is no way to prevent a thief in a thousand days.

He basically didn't have any information about Ye Jiayu.

When Zhou Yuan was thinking about how to obtain Ye Jiayu's information, his cell phone suddenly rang. When he opened it, he saw that it was Ma Xiaoyun, the rich second generation.

"Brother Yuan, I'm already home. Today I asked the old man to open our home's library of exercises. You must come and see it."

Ma Xiaoyun's call came at the right time.

On the one hand, the Martial Dao information that can be seen on the Internet is the most basic, and what Zhou Yuan saw is almost the same.

If he wants to further obtain various Martial Dao knowledge and use it to deduce his own Martial Dao, he will need something more advanced.

On the other hand, you can also get some information about Ye Jiayu from him.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yuan was not polite: "Okay, I'll be there later."

Ma Xiaoyun on the other end of the phone was extremely excited: "The old man and my mother are both here, and they both want to thank you again in person."

"By the way, Brother Yuan, would you like us to send a car to pick you up?"

"No, I'll just take a taxi."

The address of Ma Xiaoyun's home had been sent to him before.

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside the gate."

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"Grandma, I'm going to play at a classmate's house. I may not be back today."

Thinking of what Ma Xiaoyun said about their large collection of books, Zhou Yuan felt that he would not have time to go home during this period.

"A classmate's house? Abin?"

If Zhou Yuan had a good friend in the past two years, it would be his classmate Abin, and Cui Yurong subconsciously thought of him.

"It's not Abin, I met him during this training camp."

Cui Yurong was very supportive of this and said with a smile: "Okay, young people should have more friends. It doesn't matter if they just play for a few more days."

"If you are a male classmate, you can make friends, but don't be like your aunt. Grandma's cane can hit people."

Before Zhou Yuan left, Cui Yurong gave one more instructions.

There is no way, the old Zhou family and the old Cui family no longer count on Cui Ying for the throne, they can only count on their little grandson.

Zhou Yuan said that he would never look after his aunt, no, he would definitely look after his aunt and only like women.