Chapter 1 Black Turntable

"Damn it!"

When Xu Xiaoshou opened his eyes again, everything had changed.

What he saw was the ceiling with spider webs hanging diagonally, the small wooden table covered with dust, the burnt candle ends, and the spiritual black sword...

All of this was completely different from the furnishings in the ward.

Xu Xiaoshou tilted his head and recalled, vaguely remembering that after three years of optimistic battle with the disease, he finally fell straight down.

The pain was over, he waved goodbye to the clouds in the sky, but his heart was full of bad taste.

Why are other people's lives colorful, but my life, apart from nine years of compulsory education, is a long-term stay in the ward?

School and hospital, these two painful nouns, actually occupied my life.

However, at this moment...

He looked at the strange and familiar scenes around him, pinched himself from head to toe, and didn't find any painful places.

"God has opened his eyes? Painless time travel?"

Xu Xiaoshou put his face close to the bronze mirror on the table, and what came into view was a brand new and still handsome face.

He looked like an 18-year-old boy, with a pale face, as if he had not been bathed in the sun for a long time. His nose was high, just enough to separate the freckles on both sides of his cheeks, and his lips were dry and chapped without a drop of water.

"Not bad, it will be more attractive if I get a little tan and gain some weight, especially these freckles..."

Xu Xiaoshou smacked his lips, rubbed the dead skin on his lips, read the memories in his mind, and guessed why he was so thin.

This guy was originally an outer courtyard disciple of Tiansang Ling Palace, but unfortunately his aptitude was average. After three years in Ling Palace, he only cultivated to the third realm after ten realms of spiritual refining. In order to deal with the "Wind and Cloud Domination", he closed himself off for a month and was determined to break through.

If he fails, he will die!

Then he died...

Xu Xiaoshou shook his head with regret. This guy actually knew that he couldn't break through the fourth realm. He had been ridiculed for three years and had already had the intention to die.

At this time, he just used the excuse of the death retreat to give himself a reason to log off.

Different worlds, different pains. Xu Xiaoshou suffered physical torture, while this guy suffered mental torture.

They all had the same tragic life.

"But since I was given this opportunity, I won't be defeated by these rumors." Xu Xiaoshou said secretly. He continued to read the memory fragments, and then his face darkened.

It turned out that this "Wind and Cloud Battle" was equivalent to the final exam. This guy has been at the bottom for two years. If he loses another year, he can pack up and roll out of Tiansang Ling Palace.

No wonder he was in the death retreat. It seems that he had no choice...

Xu Xiaoshou was troubled. Why did he give himself such a big pressure as soon as he came here? Final exam? Or the last elimination system?

As a person who has experienced it, what he fears most is exams, especially when his soft and hard skills are not up to standard.

The most terrifying thing is that there is no black technology here, and it is impossible to cheat...

He was thinking wildly in his heart, and his memory was almost read. With a shock of his soul, he seemed to be completely integrated into this body.

The next second, a black turntable appeared in his mind.

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

So black technology is here?

He hurriedly explored his mind and carefully pondered the black turntable.

The black turntable is very simple, like the kind of street stall goods, and it doesn't look very precious at first glance. Xu Xiaoshou seriously doubted whether this black technology was perfunctory.

There are two partitions at the bottom of the turntable, one gold and one red.

Interestingly, the gold area accounts for nearly 90%, while the red area is only a small corner.

"This is too unfair..."

Xu Xiaoshou silently complained. According to previous theories, the squeezed red area is often a good thing.

However, the golden area says "active system" and the red area says "passive system".

"Active and passive?"

Xu Xiaoshou looked strange. In terms of the game, active skills are naturally better than passive skills. After all, how can you kill the enemy with passive skills alone?

I'm afraid I can't even kill wild monsters!

Could it be that this black turntable saw that I lived a miserable life in my previous life and expanded the area of ​​"active system" as a reward?

Xu Xiaoshou got excited. It should be like this!

"Conscience turntable, rare!"

He was excited and wanted to find something like the "start" button, but found nothing.

In his mind, there was nothing else except this somewhat simple turntable.

Could it be that he had to operate it by hand?

He looked at this extremely shabby black turntable and was afraid that he would break it at once, but it seemed that there was no other way but to force it?

Xu Xiaoshou looked at the pointer on the turntable. It was long and thin, and looked fragile.

He tried it, using his mind to gently move the pointer, and the dial shook, and seemed to have a tendency to move.

——Then it was gone.

"Gone?"

The trend is just a trend. The pointer didn't move at all. Xu Xiaoshou felt that the person who made this turntable was too careless.

It looks simple, but how can it work without lubricating oil?

He exerted a little force with his mind, and the pointer seemed to be tilted, but it still felt very obscure, not enough!

Xu Xiaoshou exerted more force, and the slender pointer tilted more severely. He thought it was not good and wanted to withdraw the force, but the pointer broke with a "click" under the heavy load...

Broken?

Broken!

Xu Xiaoshou's face turned black. It turns out that this turntable is not just simple in appearance, but really simple!

The pointer originally pointed to the edge of the golden area. After breaking, it immediately fell to the red area outside the edge.

Red... passive system?

Xu Xiaoshou's face turned from black to purple. Don't play with people like this. Who made this turntable? It's a wicked thing.

He suddenly thought, could it be that this turntable is not to move the pointer, but to rotate the chassis?

"Hmm... no way?"

Xu Xiaoshou blushed and fiddled with the chassis tentatively. Sure enough, it turned very smoothly, with no signs of lack of lubrication.

"This..." Xu Xiaoshou's eyes were dull, his body staggered, and he fell directly on the bed.

The next second, he stood up and hurriedly tried to pick up the broken pointer with his mind, and put it into the golden area before the black turntable could react.

Unexpectedly, as soon as this idea came up, the black turntable seemed to come back to his senses from his tricks and disappeared.

A line of text appeared:

"[Passive system] activated, loading..."

Xu Xiaoshou wanted to cry but had no tears, but at this moment he could only let it go and accept reality.

The text disappeared, and a small red interface appeared. Xu Xiaoshou looked over with a glimmer of hope.

There was only one section in it, with a line of big words on it:

Basic passive skills.

Inside the section, there was a familiar shabbyness and familiar simplicity:

Breathing Method (Acquired Level 1).

Xu Xiaoshou instantly fell off the bed, and his face, which was already pale enough, suddenly turned ruddy. This was due to the surging of blood and qi, and he was furious and angry.

The god damn breathing method, do you need to teach me this?

Even a baby can breathe, okay!

Xu Xiaoshou had originally had a little expectation for the "passive system", hoping that it would make a magical reversal and stun him.

At this moment, he was completely desperate. This was really passive, and he was breathing...

Breathing!

He was so angry that he couldn't help but take a few more breaths, but suddenly he felt the spiritual energy in his body rioting.

"What's going on?" Xu Xiaoshou was shocked. He was currently at the third level of the Refining Spirit Realm. There would not be such a big spiritual energy riot until the moment of breakthrough. Could it be that he was going to break through?

He quickly sat cross-legged, and just as he was about to make a move, he saw the spiritual energy like a cocoon, wrapping his whole body, and a mysterious surge from the sea of ​​qi, like a fish returning to the sea, breaking free from the shackles.

Invisible waves spread ripples in the air, and even the dust on the table was swept away.

"Breakthrough?"

Xu Xiaoshou was confused. The bottleneck that guy couldn't break through after a month of seclusion, but he broke through because he was angry and took a few more breaths?

No...

Breathing?

Xu Xiaoshou's eyes lit up, "Breathing method?"

Could it be that this "breathing method" is equivalent to a skill, and every time he breathes, he is swallowing and exhaling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and turning it into his own use?

"Oh my god... I found a treasure!"

Xu Xiaoshou thought he had gotten a rubbish system, but he didn't expect this to be the best. He carefully interpreted the word "passive" and seemed to have realized something.

"Passive breathing?"

"Passive cultivation?"

He realized his own breathing, and indeed found that with every breath he took, a trace of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth would be absorbed into the sea of ​​qi.

Not much, but enough!

I had already reached a bottleneck before, and the few more breaths of spiritual energy would become a drop that broke the dam, and it would come naturally!

Xu Xiaoshou's heart was burning, and as expected, the best products often exist in the area that was squeezed.

If I were given a magical skill that I could actively cultivate, I would still have to go through this process of cultivation.

And this "breathing method" even omitted this process of cultivation, what does this mean?

Xu Xiaoshou waved his sleeves, lifted his long hair in front of his forehead, and his face was full of energy.

"I, Xu Xiaoshou, can be invincible just by standing still!"

It's a pity that no one can appreciate his demeanor at this moment, Xu Xiaoshou secretly regretted it.

He looked at the red interface again, and his heart was already different.

"Breathing Technique (Acquired Level 1)."

Looking at the suffix, Xu Xiaoshou muttered unconsciously: "Acquired Level 1..."

This should mean that it can be upgraded, so what can be used to upgrade?

He quickly noticed a line of small words at the bottom of the interface, which he had completely ignored because he was too excited before.

"Passive value: 0."

Xu Xiaoshou rubbed his chin. Passive value?

This should be something to upgrade skills, but how to get it?

Summer nights are always accompanied by the chirping of cicadas and mosquitoes. As Xu Xiaoshou pondered, the room became completely quiet.

He suddenly felt an itch on his forearm and subconsciously slapped it. When he raised his hand again, there were indeed bloodstains on his palm.

"Damn mosquito!"

Xu Xiaoshou felt that this room needed a thorough cleaning. After all, it had not been cleaned for a month. The next second, he suddenly froze, with a look of confusion on his face.

An information bar appeared below the red interface in his mind:

"Attacked, passive value, +1."