Fantasy: Add points at the beginning, I exploded the system

Shangwu Kingdom, near the sea.

Fishermen living on the sea rely on fishing.

One day, thousands of sails sailed together, and a large boat caught a huge white shark. After dissecting it, they found a huge golden statue, which caused a sensation.

The golden statue is wearing Taoist robes, eyes closed, solemn and indestructible.

In fashion, the emperor of Wu Kingdom did not like Taoist priests, and officials did not dare to offer them, so they were bought by Linhai Baiyun Temple with a lot of money, and placed in the main hall as the treasure of the town temple, where they were worshiped with incense.

As soon as the golden statue came out, people within a hundred miles around heard the news and moved, and came to see what happened one after another.

For a time, the incense of Baiyun Temple was at its peak, and the golden statue was surrounded by smoke all day long, just like a fairyland.

"This is the power of incense!"

Xu Yi, who was still trying his best to suppress the self-destructive power, was suddenly awakened by a noise this day.

He suddenly discovered that a cloud of white mist appeared in his soul, and the white mist was extremely noisy, filled with various voices.

"Please Immortal Master, bless my family safe!"

"I beg the immortal to bless me this time!"

"I beg the gods to bless me to become rich overnight!"

"I beg the gods to bless me to conceive a son as soon as possible!"

……

Countless chaotic thoughts flooded Xu Yi's mind, causing Xu Yi to frown.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are many monks who, when there is no hope of breaking through, will turn to soul cultivation, go to the mortal world, receive offerings from others, absorb the power of incense, temper their souls, and make a breakthrough.

However, Xu Yi has seen 'The Way of Incense, Little Daoer! ' of contempt.

However, when Xu Yi saw the power of incense for the first time, he couldn't help being a little curious, so he tried his best to separate some thoughts, and went deep into the power of incense to find out.

After a while, Xu Yi withdrew from the power of the incense and frowned.

"Sure enough, the power of incense has many disadvantages. Being incensed by others creates karma, and if you want to become enlightened by incense, you must be entangled in karma. If you can't solve the cause and effect, this road will not go far!"

"Also, being disturbed by the power of incense, the soul is impure, the thoughts are mixed, and it is extremely difficult to overcome the tribulations. No wonder I have never heard of anyone using the power of incense to become a fairy before!"

"Go to rest, go to rest, this incense power is worthless!"

With a thought, Xu Yi pushed out the power of the incense and surrounded the golden statue, making the golden statue look more hazy and mysterious.

Just as he was about to get rid of his thoughts, Xu Yi suddenly remembered that when he became an immortal, the system had prompted him to upgrade.

"System panel!"

Host: Xu Yi

Realm: early stage of immortality

Comprehension: [-] million

Physique: Billion

Qualification: [-] million (Gold - [-] million, Wood - [-] million, Water - [-] million, Fire - [-] million, Earth - [-] million, Thunder - [-] million)

Souls: 7000 billion [-] million

Merit: 0

Air luck: 100 million

Cultivation method: "Red Thunder Origin", "Slaying Seal", "Spirit Devouring Jue", "Water Dragon Jue", "Nine Turns of Golden Dragon Jue"...

Immortal Artifacts: Red Feather Sword, Magic Robe, Banner of Breaking Formation

"Two more! Luck, merit!"

Xu Yi squinted his eyes, and he discovered that potential points cannot be added to luck and merit.

"Kungfu and luck can be transformed into each other!"

Xu Yi tried it out and found that luck and merit can be transformed into each other, a one-to-one relationship.

"What's the use of this merit and luck? If you have more luck, you can go out to pick up treasures, and the pies will fall from the sky? What about merit, if I accumulate merit, can it make my merit holy?"

Xu Yi added a million points of luck to merit, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Xu Yi didn't feel much when his luck disappeared, but when his merits increased, he found that his soul was stirred up, his whole body seemed to be sublimated, and the world actually had a little affinity for him.

If you want to break through the true immortal, you need to understand the law and condense your own law.

But now, Xu Yi unexpectedly discovered that the laws of the world had let go of a back door for him, just like during an exam, the examiner revealed a corner of the reference answer.

"This merit has such a miraculous effect! But this merit wears out so quickly, and in just a short while, one hundred thousand merits have disappeared."

With a smile on his face, Xu Yi began to think about how to obtain merit.

"Save the dying and heal the wounded? Restore justice? Act for the heavens? By the way, I preached before and enlightened the wisdom of the people. Is it a kind of merit?"

"Who are the most numerous people in the world? Ordinary people! There is no one in a million people who are talented in cultivation, and in the mortal kingdom, spiritual energy is scarce, and cultivators are even rarer. In the entire Qingyu world, the number of mortals is probably [-] cultivators." times, or even more.”

"If so, if I can preach to these people, wouldn't it be a continuous stream of merit?"

"It seems that I am going to ride the road of the magic stick."

"Xu Sheng! That's a good name!"

……

The power of the incense was excluded by Xu Yi, and all the power of the incense surrounded Xu Yi, gradually improving the environment of the Taoist temple.

However, the good times didn't last long. Following the emperor's order, the Dao eradication began, and the entire Taoist temple in Shangwu Kingdom was forced to close down. Even the prosperous Baiyun Temple was affected. Get two or three big cats and kittens.

The common people were frightened by the government, and they did not dare to come to offer incense in private, so they could only come quietly, and the whole Baiyun Temple fell down quickly.

After another 50 years, there was a severe drought, the emperor was benevolent, and the government was rampant.

However, Baiyun Temple is a place outside the square, and it is still relatively clean.

Squeak!

With a soft sound, the door of the main hall was opened, and Xiao Yu came to Xu Yi's side with a basin of clear water.

He was abandoned in front of the Baiyun temple since he was a child, and was taken in by the temple master. He is now three or four years old.

During the war, Baiyun Temple took in a lot of homeless teenagers. These teenagers were lazy and bullied Xiao Yu when he was young, so he threw the golden statue that was cleaned in Baiyun Temple to him.

"Hey Yo! Hey Yo!"

Xiao Yu climbed onto Xu Yi's body with difficulty, and cleaned the dust on the golden statue with a clean rag.

Now that the Baiyun Temple is dilapidated, the disciples in the temple are so slack, the golden statue has not been wiped for a long time, and there is a thick layer of dust accumulated on it, which was wiped away by Xiao Yu little by little.

Xiao Yu's small arms and legs went up and down. After a few times, he was so tired that he was sweating profusely. He finally lay down in front of the golden statue to rest, but fell asleep.

Around the golden statue, the strong power of incense burns into Xiao Yu's body little by little during his breath.

On the second day, Xiao Yu actually found that his body didn't hurt at all, and he was even more energetic.

Next, day after day, Xiao Yu worked during the day, was called and drank by a group of disciples, came to polish the golden statue at night, and then lay down in front of the golden statue tired.

Seeing that Xiao Yu still had enough energy to clean the golden statue, the group of teenagers intensified their efforts to entrust him with some work, and beat them with fists if they didn't like it.He also pretended to be a good boy to the outside world, and deceived the temple master and a group of personal disciples.

In the dead of night, Xiao Yu often leaned on the golden statue, telling his grievances and secretly wiping away his tears.