Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1749 Day after day, year after year

Zhang Yan actually enjoyed it, but it was a pity that no one was around to marvel, leaving Zhang Yan with less room to show off.

Zhang Yanduo hopes that someone can be by his side at this time so that he doesn't have to be so lonely.

Zhang Yan really didn't know how long he would have to endure this feeling of being a left-behind child or a lonely old man.

So once he has the energy, he will practice hard.

Only when he hears the system prompts "ding dong ding dong ding dong" every day can he feel that he is still alive, has things to do, and still has hope.

Zhang Yan relied on such brute strength to hold on for half a year.

The world outside the cave has undergone a new change, and Zhang Yan doesn't even care.

The days are spent day by day.

The "ding dong" sound sounded again, and this time Zhang Yan accumulated the first. . . . . . Which one has 100 experience points?

Zhang Yan can't remember clearly.

Every day I follow the exercises to cultivate my body in a daze, and I have completely mastered the Nine-turn Golden Dragon Jue and Zulong's exercises to cultivate my body.

After practicing it again and again, Zhang Yan had practiced this technique over and over again from beginning to end.

Zhang Yan felt bored at first.

"Isn't there a way to successfully cultivate immortality in one go with this broken technique?"

"It is necessary to score so many times and accumulate so much experience points. Just accumulate it. This experience value accumulates slowly."

At that time, Zhang Yan could talk so much that he could complain about the Nine Transformations of the Golden Dragon Jue.

But there was no other way. He still had to work hard to become Zhang Yan.

"If I were the manipulator of this system, I would definitely let me pass level 100 in one stroke."

"These 100 experience points are too difficult! It's too difficult..."

Zhang Yan looked up to the sky and roared. But on the next day, Zhang Yan would still get up early and go to the mountains to practice martial arts.

Zhang Yan started counting in the cave of the cave, starting from the first hundred points.

Every time he heard "Break 100 experience points" from the system, Zhang Yan would run into the cave excitedly and carve stripes on the rock wall with the sharp stones picked up outside the cave.

Each vertical bar is one hundred experience points at a time. When these experience points reach a certain amount, Zhang Yan can walk out of this forest and return to the place where he really should live.

Zhang Yan has always had this expectation in his heart.

"Ding dong."

"One hundred experience points."

There is another deep carving on the stone wall.

The rocks scratched on the rock wall, and the unpleasant sound irritated Zhang Yan's eardrums.

Zhang Yan said that this counting method is the way of life of primitive people.

Although the counting method is a bit down to earth, it can at least allow Zhang Yan to live soberly.

Living is more important than anything else.

"What if the system's next prompt sounds and tells me, 'Based on your excellent performance and hard work, the system will award you an exceptional 500 experience points. You have successfully passed the level in advance!'"

Zhang Yan always likes to talk to himself and talk to himself like this during breaks when he is tired from practicing.

Complaints are complaints, Zhang Yan was still very involved in practicing seriously.

From being unskilled at the beginning and just trying it out, he gradually got used to it and became interested. Then he went through boring and uninterested work, and then he mustered up the courage to try again.

Over and over again, day by day.

(End of this chapter)