Lin Feng woke up with a severe headache. He saw an antique wooden roof and the air was filled with a faint smell of herbs. He struggled to sit up, and a large number of unfamiliar memories suddenly flooded into his mind - this was the residence of the outer disciples of the Qingyun Sect, and he was a sixteen-year-old boy named "Lin Feng" in this world.
The original owner has mediocre qualifications and mixed spiritual roots. After three years of practice, he is still stuck at the first level of Qi refining. He is a famous "waste" in the sect. Just yesterday, because he couldn't stand the ridicule of his fellow disciples, he was pushed and hit into a corner during an argument. He died immediately, giving Lin Feng, who came from modern times, an advantage.
"Alas, other people who traveled through time were either princes or geniuses, but I ended up becoming cannon fodder at the bottom of the immortal world." Lin Feng rubbed his swollen head and was about to sigh when a cold mechanical voice suddenly sounded in his mind:
[Ding! The all-round auxiliary system is successfully bound!
Very good novel, good to read😊