This immortal has a lot of rebelliousness

"My goodness, this is going to be a rhythm that goes against the will of heaven..."

His eyebrows were raised.

The ragged Zhang Xianling took a deep breath and looked at the strange scroll floating in the air. Several large golden characters were clearly visible.

[Deviating from the orthodoxy, going against the will of heaven, disrupting cause and effect, and becoming an evil path...]

A sudden turn over.

Zhang Xianling narrowed his eyes excitedly and stood alone beside the desolate medicinal field. The excitement in his heart was beyond words.

It has been more than ten years since Zhang Xianling's soul traveled to this world of cultivation. He has long digested the memories of his previous life and knows everything here like the back of his hand.

This world is made up of four vast continents.

East, West, South, North, Three Realms and Four Continents——

Since ancient times, gods, Buddhas, demons and monsters have gathered together, and there are many schools of thought and people seeking the truth.

The third-rate sect "Junzitang" is unremarkable in this chaotic world, but Zhang Xianling is the most insignificant disciple among them.

His duty is to guard this medicinal field all year round. If nothing unexpected happens, his future is bleak...

As a high-class time traveler from the 21st century, his only reliance is the strange scroll in front of him.

This thing is called "Anti-Bone Strategy"!

For ten years, I have been with him day and night.

Not only is it bound to his soul and can be retracted and released freely, it is also constantly feeding back into his body, making his physique exceptionally strong and tough.

Apart from this, there are almost no other substantial functions.

But now.

For some unknown reason, the "Anti-Bone Strategy" in front of him suddenly awakened inexplicably, and after it suddenly unfolded, it turned into a long gold-plated scroll about ten feet long!

After further research, Zhang Xianling made this discovery.

Among the awakened "Rebellion Strategy", there is a special reward called "Rebellion Value".

Its function is equivalent to a virtual currency.

Not only can you exchange various powerful items in "Anti-Bone Strategy".

It can even be used to directly light up sealed acupoints and forcibly improve one's own cultivation. The effect is very simple and crude!

"I told you, this is a treasure that I traveled through time with, so it can't be useless. After all this fuss, it's because I opened it the wrong way!"

After calming down his excitement, Zhang Xianling suddenly became full of confidence.

With this incredible plug-in.

Not to mention becoming a saint or a patriarch, and being revered by thousands of people, one must at least be successful in cultivation, and step on the sky and mountains and rivers, so that one's life in this world will not be in vain.

But the only question is, how do you get the "Rebellion Points"?!

A gentle breeze blew across the hills, and the herbs all over the mountain swayed continuously.

While I was thinking, I heard an arrogant shout suddenly coming from the depths of the bamboo forest.

"Where is Zhang Xianling? Why don't you get out now?!"

Someone suddenly visited.

Zhang Xianling was quick-witted and quick-handed. He quickly counterattacked and the golden scroll immediately turned into a stream of light and disappeared into his eyebrows in an instant.

The dance is graceful and heroic, as fast as a shooting star.

A graceful figure flew out from the deep mountains, with green leaves floating all over the sky, and landed steadily in front of the medicinal field with them.

"Damn it, why is this woman here..."

Far away.

Zhang Xianling recognized the person. The girl in front of him was named Ouyang Yun, and she was recognized as a genius among the younger generation in "Junzitang".

Relying on her good looks, she has always been the dream lover of all the male disciples in the "Junzitang". On weekdays, she is like a hairy crab and often runs rampant in the sect.

"What are you standing there for, you clueless idiot?!"

The attitude is extremely arrogant.

Ouyang Yun was arrogant and didn't take Zhang Xianling seriously at all. He said with disdain, "In three days, there will be the sect's once-in-a-decade examination ceremony. Uncle Wang has promised to refine a furnace of pills for me, and I need some herbs as a guide."

A finger in the air.

A green light flew out from Ouyang Yun's fingertips and turned into a jade slip, which fell right into Zhang Xianling's palm.

"Prepare the herbs recorded in it in the correct proportions. Be quick and efficient. If something goes wrong, you, a loser, won't be able to bear the consequences!"

His words were arrogant and his tone was full of arrogance.

Ouyang Yun looked down upon Zhang Xianling with his head held high, his attitude towards him extremely contemptuous.

Drooping eyelids.

Zhang Xianling smiled coldly and turned away, but he didn't want to pay any attention to this woman at all.

The previous owner of this body has the same name and surname as Zhang Xianling.

But their personalities are completely different. They both had admired Ouyang Yun for a long time, and at one point, they were so devoted to each other.

When he first entered the sect, this guy fell in love with Ouyang Yun and obeyed his every word.

He was even willing to contribute all his cultivation resources just to make her smile.

The results can be imagined.

Ouyang Yun soared to the sky with this, his cultivation became more and more profound, and he became a serial disciple in the sect.

On the other hand, the previous owner of Zhang Xianling's body had lost all his advantages and opportunities, and his status had declined again and again. He was like a chess piece with no use value. He was ruthlessly abandoned by Bai Yueguang and fell into the position of a handyman in this medicine field, and died in depression.

This is the only way for Zhang Xianling to occupy the magpie's nest and come here with his soul...

Ouyang Yun didn't know that Zhang Xianling in front of her was no longer the humble and cowardly guy he used to be, and it was impossible for him to follow her wishes.

"If you want herbs, pick them yourself..."

Zhang Xianling rolled his eyes and threw the jade slip back, almost hitting the other person's towering chest.

Clap your hands.

Zhang Xianling turned and left, saying coldly: "I'm not your biological father, I have no obligation to serve you."

Bitch, I’m not the bootlicker I used to be!

Beauty is a disaster, fleeting like a cloud.

Who the hell will continue to indulge you and delay my research on plug-ins? Go eat shit!

Startled slightly.

Ouyang Yun was slightly surprised and frowned as he asked, "You, what did you just say?!"

"Isn't it possible to understand what they are saying..."

Pick up the fallen medicine hoe.

Zhang Xianling had no expression on his face. He threw it at Ouyang Yun's feet and said coldly, "Work hard and you will have enough food and clothing. It's such a simple truth. Didn't your mother teach you that?"

Widen your beautiful eyes.

Ouyang Yun was stunned on the spot, as if something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

According to past experience.

If she came to his house, Zhang Xianling should be as respectful to her as everyone else, especially in her attitude. Even if she didn't kneel down, she should be humble.

But now.

There was only bone-chilling indifference left in Zhang Xianling's eyes.

Where is the humble flattery of the past? !

"You, you useless servant!"

She bit her red lips in anger.

Ouyang Yun's expression tightened as he rebuked, "I am a member of the sect, and you are just a lowly useless person. How dare you be so rude to me?!"

Nominally.

Although both of them are disciples of "Junzitang", their identities are extremely different.

The other party is a talented and beautiful girl who is the center of attention, while Zhang Xianling is just a lazy and perverted man who is abandoned in a corner and no one cares about him.

Showing a look of disgust.

Zhang Xianling deliberately waved his hand in front of him and blurted out, "You have a foul mouth. Do you have a toilet under your nose?"

"you!?"

"Oh, I see..."

His hands were behind his back.

Zhang Xianling shook his head and said with a forced smile: "After all this fuss, you eat and poop in the same place, and you're not picky at all!"

After some banter.

Ouyang Yun almost vomited blood on the spot, completely unable to keep up with Zhang Xianling's thinking pace.

In his previous life, Zhang Xianling was a well-known keyboard warrior.

Being sharp-tongued, logically coherent, and able to swear are all basic skills.

Now that I have traveled to the world of cultivating immortals, I can at least become a land immortal.

On the other hand, Ouyang Yun had never seen this kind of routine before. It was okay to just curse, but she didn't even use any dirty words, which instantly broke her defense.

"Zhang, you're looking for death!"

A roar of anger.

Ouyang Yun was so angry that he raised his hand and a faint purple lightning suddenly appeared in his palm.

Palm Thunder——

This is the entry-level magical spell of "Junzitang", which is designed to draw lightning into the palm and strike it out with a power that can shatter gold and break stone.

On the other hand, Zhang Xianling is now at the early stage of Qi Refining Realm. He looks weak, but in fact he will die if he is touched.

If Ouyang Yun really went crazy and was determined to kill people in the sect to vent her anger, Zhang Xianling would probably not be able to withstand it.

With a bang~~

The purple thunder flashed in a flash and hit Zhang Xianling's forehead.

Unexpectedly.

Zhang Xianling didn't move at all, his head was as hard as steel, without even a scar.

Instead, Ouyang Yun was careless and was bounced back by the powerful force. He stumbled back several steps, and the blood in his body was surging.

"How can this be?!"

Raise your hands to cover your breasts.

Ouyang Yun's expression was one of astonishment. He was just a menial disciple, yet he managed to withstand the attack of the palm thunder with his physical body alone, and almost injured himself.

This is simply a fairy tale!

In fact, Zhang Xianling himself was also surprised.

Just at that moment.

The "rebellious strategy" hidden in the soul suddenly made a huge movement, jumping up and down, and at one point wanted to escape from the body!

The two looked at each other.

Just when everyone was thinking about their own things, the melodious sound of bells came from the distant mountains.

When~~~

"The sect's call for action..."

Take a deep breath.

Ouyang Yun frowned, fixed her makeup, and snorted coldly, "You're lucky. I won't bother with you, a piece of trash, today!"

There was a pause.

Ouyang Yun turned back with a gloomy look in his eyes and sneered, "Everyone in the sect will be participating in the grand examination ceremony in three days. When that time comes, I want to see if you, a damn useless servant, can still be as arrogant as you are today!"

Say it.

The darling girl in front of him turned around and jumped, heading towards the direction where the bell rang, and soon disappeared into the depths of the bamboo forest.

As for Zhang Xianling, he was too lazy to pay attention to the woman's threats. He turned around and ran into the simple thatched hut.

Just sat cross-legged.

A golden light could no longer be suppressed and suddenly burst out from between his eyebrows.

Take a closer look.

"Anti-Bone Strategy" was trembling constantly, like a wild beast that had escaped from a cage, and seemed extremely crazy and excited.

next moment--

A heavy and old voice suddenly sounded beside Zhang Xianling's ears.

[The sect's prodigy has been injured. The opportunity of heaven and earth has arrived. The "Rebellion Strategy" has officially been activated. The rebellion value is granted 800, and the additional "Human-level" swordsmanship supernatural power "Spiritual Sword Finger" is granted...]

[『Telepathic Sword Finger』——Using your finger as a sword, you can break spells from close range or strike enemies from a distance. Victory comes in a matter of moments of telepathy...]

The voice just fell.

A long and extremely mysterious magical sword technique instantly flooded into Zhang Xianling's mind.

On the other hand, look at the golden scroll.

A string of strange numbers suddenly flashed in the upper right corner, exactly eight hundred.