The Difference Between Me and the Hero Is Only a Few Hundred Million Points

The next book, "Lifting the Coffin to Make Wealth and Revive the Ancestors", "Two or Three Things Between My Wrong Son and Me" and "The Hero of Haitang Wen Traveled to Jinjiang" are available for pre-order. The copy is at the bottom. Song Yuanxi traveled through a novel about cultivating immortals and became the cannon fodder brother of the male protagonist who died young before he could live to be a hundred years old. In the original book, the male protagonist has a single spiritual root and a talent value of 99. He built a foundation at the age of twenty, a golden elixir at the age of fifty, a Nascent Soul at the age of two hundred... He ascended directly to the fairy world before he was three thousand years old. The elder brother who died young was a loser with five spiritual roots and a talent value of 55. He was frail and sick since he was a child. He finally succeeded in building a foundation at the age of ninety-nine, but was accidentally injured in a sect competition and died. After Song Yuanxi became the cannon fodder brother, he was neither arrogant nor impetuous, neither fighting nor grabbing. He was humble to others, united and friendly, and always maintained a red heart that loved life. A hundred years old to build the foundation, a two hundred year old golden elixir, a five hundred year old Nascent Soul, a ten thousand year old Mahayana... There were two prides in the Song family. For the first three thousand years, everyone only knew Song Yuanruo. As the first person to ascend to the immortal world, he is the pride of the cultivation world and a model that everyone aspires to learn from. However, for the next 30,000 years, everyone only knew Song and Yuanxi. It is obviously the most useless spiritual root, but it is always stuck on the life line to successfully advance. He lived for more than 30,000 years, survived thousands of cultivators, and became the highest-ranking ancestor of the Xuantian Sect. No one knows how long he can live! The ancestor of the Xuantian Sect was not only a loser but also a noble person. He shared his cultivation experience at various stages without any reservation and wrote countless books. Including but not limited to: "Ninety years of simulation, one hundred years of foundation building", "How to succeed in the golden elixir before dying", "Two or three things I must say in the Nascent Soul stage", "Surprise! "The experience of spiritual transformation that you must not miss", "The inside story of the Mahayana period you never know"... Song Yuanxi: I didn't expect that I relied on time to become the male protagonist and become the new light in the world of cultivation! The copy was first written on June 1, 2022, and screenshots have been saved. Copy of "Lifting the Coffin to Make Wealth and Reviving the Ancestors": When Jiang Jin woke up, she found herself lying in a coffin, and time had fast-forwarded three hundred years. In front of her were three suspected grave robbers, kneeling in front of her coffin, crying and calling her "grandma." Jiang Jin firmly denied it, "Don't talk nonsense, I'm single." Later I found out that these people were adopted from his brother's name to her. Just because she died young and had no heirs. When she returned to the family, a group of young people, middle-aged men, and old men surrounded her and called her "ancestor." Jiang Jin happily accepted it and started the carefree salted fish pension model. Until there was a family gathering, and I met a strange face and said, "Tsk, you don't call out to your ancestors when you see them. There are no rules." The little grandson next to him wiped away his sweat and whispered: "Grandma, that's not your grandson." "Huh?" "That's the ancestor of the Qi family, um... He's your fiancé, grandma." Jiang Jin: "That's nonsense. My fiancé has been dead for three hundred years. Oh, that's not right! Where did I get my fiancé?" Jiang Jinchu thought that he had just slept for three hundred years and became the ancestor of the Jiang family, until he met Qi Sang and his little childhood sweetheart. Only then did I realize that she was wearing a book. And her identity is Bai Yueguang, the male protagonist who died early, the ancestor of the Jiang family who came back from the dead but lived less than a year. Jiang Jin counted the days and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Oh, I still have a hundred days left to live." So what are you waiting for, stand up and say hello! ! ! After Jiang Jin's sexual intercourse one after another, the hundred days are up, but he still hasn't burped? Jiang Jin: "What's going on? Why don't you die? What should I do with the sins I have committed these days?" Qi Sang: "It's time to settle the accounts. Where to start~" Jiang Jin: "Don't come over!" Copywriting of "Two or Three Things Between My Wrong Son and Me": Zhuo Jiuyuan completed his design and finally developed a robot that suits his purpose. The moment he succeeded, he pointed at the robot and said, "Er, I'm your father." The robot raised its less flexible left hand and slapped it. Zhuo Jiuyuan: "... It broke instantly? This part of the code was not written!" Later, the robot voice function was developed, finally enabling barrier-free communication. Zhuo Jiuyuan gave the order, "Er, give me a glass of water." The robot raised its inflexible right hand and slapped it again, "Fuck you, I'm your father!" … Zhuo Sanqian sacrificed himself to save a drowning child, and his soul traveled to another world to cultivate, and he finally got the golden elixir after a hundred years. However, when experiencing a thunder tribulation, his consciousness returned to modern times through the cracks in space and entered the body of the robot developed by his son. With his soul damaged and unable to speak, Zhuo Sanqian was forced to start a daily life with his wronged son. 1When the old father started body training and skin training. The wronged son: "It's over, it's over. Smoke is coming from the heart. The internal circuit is short-circuited. Quickly dismantle and replace parts." 2When the old father repairs the sea of consciousness and condenses spiritual energy to the Dantian. The wronged son: "It's over, it's over. My body feels so hot. The CPU is not working. How about replacing it?" 3When the old father's soul condenses and he can finally speak. The wronged son: "You're a piece of shit, you're slapped again and again, and you still want to be my father. Do you believe that I'll tear it down and sell you for scrap metal?" Zhuo Sanqian's head was filled with smoke, but he still tried to suppress himself: Don't be angry, don't be angry, I haven't seen you for a hundred years, I want to be a good father. "Yuanyuan, I'm dad." "Idiot, I'm your father!" "Zhuo Jiuyuan, I am really your father." "Hey stuff, I'm your grandpa!" "Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-" Zhuo Sanqian finally felt comfortable as he moved his relatively flexible robot hand. If the naughty child disobeys, just give him a spanking. If that doesn't work, then spank him again. That night, Zhuo Sanyuan locked himself in the toilet with panda eyes and called Yaoyaoling for help. "Uncle policeman, help! My robot is alive. It calls itself my dad and takes over my bedroom. My dad, no! My robot has hit me three times in a row!" Copywriting of "The Male Protagonist of Haitang Story Travels to Jinjiang": Lu Shenting, as the number one male protagonist in Haitang Literature, has only one mission: day and night, day and night. However, one day, the paper man awakened to consciousness... "Heaven and earth, please spare my waist!" "I quit, I want to run away from home." Just as the Internet world was in chaos, Lu Shenting successfully escaped and came to Jinjiang world... "It turns out there is more than one mode for novels!" Farming Article All things can be planted. Farming is a lot of fun. Farming a lot brings happiness. Lu Shenting looked at the thousands of acres of fertile land and was very satisfied: Look, these are the thousands of miles of mountains and rivers that I have planted. "Lu Ba Zong, go home for dinner~" "Okay, mother!" [Imperial Examination Document] How happy it is to read books, the Four Books, the Five Classics, and the Unofficial History. As long as there are endless writers in the world, you can read until you die. Examination for scholars, examination for candidates, examination for Jinshi... Anything can be tested. What, the exam is over? As parent officials, we formulate new examination patterns. To benefit future generations, scientific examination reform starts with me! When he retired at old age, Lu Shenting became an important minister of the three dynasties and was entitled to enjoy the Ancestral Temple after his death. Lu Shenting: "No, I won't retire! I can still continue to work!" Cultivation of Immortality "The world is so big, I want to see it. Men and women, don't touch me. From today on, I will change to the ruthless way!" Cultivation must be practiced, the foundation-building elixir is not enough, Yuanying still needs to work hard to transform into a god, and the Mahayana to transcend tribulations... What, the road to heaven is broken? If I can't ascend, then I will break the sky and create my own way to heaven. Lu Shenting became the first person in the world of cultivation to rise to the top in ten thousand years, and was a boss respected by everyone. However, after the boss became an immortal, he still felt that it was not enough. "There is a divine realm above the fairy world. The path of cultivation is endless. I want to become a god!" [Infrastructure Articles], [Zhai Fight Articles], [Chronological Articles]... The world of online literature is in chaos again, Lu Shenting returns to his rightful place and enters Haitang again. "The hero sleeps wherever he wants, get up and get high!" "Read more, work more, think more, sleep less and it won't hurt your body and your life will be long. Come with me to make a big transformation!" A group of male protagonists in Haitang novels who were gathered together inexplicably and were waiting for transformation were shivering... Intention: I love life, life loves me.