Global Upgrade: I awakened a million attribute points

September 1st, sunny to cloudy.

On the bustling street, in an inconspicuous tavern, Zhou Jun, wearing a straw raincoat, sat in a corner drinking daughter's red wine.

Since the day he entered the world of mortals, he has never gone out and has always lived in this small world.

And, in order to calculate the time, he set the day he entered as January 1st.

Now, in a blink of an eye, exactly nine months have passed.

In the past nine months, Zhou Jun has been wandering in this world of mortals. He often stops to observe, but never intervenes, like a spectator, savoring the world.

For example, at this moment, in front of him, a big drama is being performed.

A group of hooligans at the next table, perhaps drunk, are molesting the proprietress of the tavern. The guests at the surrounding tables are panicking and avoiding, only a scholar stepped forward to argue.

However, the scholar is weak in physique. Facing three or five big men, there is no hero saving the beauty as imagined, and he is beaten to death by the other party.

In the end, the beautiful proprietress of the tavern could not escape the clutches of the devil.

From beginning to end, Zhou Jun watched quietly without intervening.

Because similar things happen almost every moment in the world of mortals.

The world of mortals is the most profound picture of the memory of the dead before their death, so whether Zhou Jun interferes or not, it will not affect the cause and effect that has already happened in the long river of history.

As the saying goes, the world of mortals refines the heart. From the perspective of a bystander, it is the heart that is refined.

But if you intervene, you may be confused by your mind.

In the past few days, Zhou Jun has been watching the world of life, and his heart has been constantly visualizing and understanding according to the secret book left to him by the sloppy old Taoist.

Every moment, there seems to be a new experience.

"I seem to be able to catch the feeling of enlightenment described by Lao Deng in the secret book."

He put down a silver ingot and walked out of the tavern. It was already raining on the street, but because he had put on a raincoat in advance, he was not afraid of getting wet.

Thinking secretly in his heart, he unconsciously stepped forward.

Suddenly, a little hand grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"Brother, I'm so hungry, can you give me something to eat..."

Looking down, what came into his mind was a pair of clear and pitiful eyes. A little girl of four or five years old, wearing rags and linen clothes, was looking at him timidly.

Zhou Jun paused, his eyes were dazed, his palm touched his arms, but in the end he did not take it out, but shook his head and continued to move forward.

It's not that he is cruel, but the first rule of survival in this world of mortals is not to participate in it.

These days, he has seen all the tragedies in the world, but he has no reaction.

But he didn't expect that it was just a little girl's eyes that moved his sympathy and almost fell into this world of mortals.

If it weren't for the last moment, the Dibao Dingshenzhu reminded him again and again, he would have really fallen into the trap.

"I'm still not good enough in cultivation."

Zhou Jun sighed, shook his head, and silently recited the magic formula that the sloppy old Taoist left for him in his notebook, and his mood gradually calmed down.

Unknowingly, time flew by, and another three months passed.

He has been in the world of mortals for a whole year.

On this day, he did not go out to the streets as usual, but left the world of mortals for the first time with a thought.

The whole person reappeared in the back mountain of Tiandao Sect, identified the direction slightly, and then turned into a rainbow light and flew out to the top of the mountain where the sloppy old Taoist was.

"Master, I have condensed the prototype of the Daluo realm!"

Zhou Jun spoke loudly as soon as he stepped into the cave.

That's right, he gained a lot from a year of experience and understanding. He grasped the mysterious Daluo realm.

A little bit of the prototype condensed on him, and this time he came out of retreat just to let the sloppy old Taoist see the results and whether it needed to be adjusted.

"Daoyou, you finally came out!"

However, it was not the sloppy old Taoist who responded to him, but a crisp female voice, which came out of the mountain with surprise.

Zhou Jun looked in surprise, and saw a shining light in front of him, condensing into a beautiful figure in a white dress. Who else could it be but Princess Le Zhao?

"Why are you here?" He asked with a blink.

Le Zhao blushed slightly, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and said: "I came... to be a guest, and by the way, I want to see the results of Daoyou's cultivation."

"Oh..."

Zhou Jun nodded, without thinking too much, his attention was on the prototype of the Daluo realm he had condensed, and he turned around and shouted: "Master! Master!"

"Don't shout, little bastard, the Taoist is not dead!"

After a few shouts, a drunken voice came from the depths of the cave, and the sloppy old Taoist walked out impatiently, holding a bunch of wine gourds in his hands, his head was a mess like a chicken coop, and he stared at him.

"Princess, are you giving him wine again?"

Zhou Jun saw at a glance that the sloppy old Taoist was holdingThe wine gourds were all in the Ming Dynasty's treasure house. She could not help but frown and look at Le Zhao.

"If I don't give it to you, Senior Sword Immortal will not let me live in Zixia Mountain..."

Le Zhao stuck out her tongue. Zixia Mountain was the mountain where the sloppy old Taoist lived. She had chased Zhou Jun here. If she hadn't given him some benefits, he would have driven her away.

"What are you calling me? I have worked hard all my life. What's wrong with drinking a little wine?"

The sloppy old Taoist came forward, cursing, but his eyes still wandered around Zhou Jun, and said, "No, continue to comprehend!"

After that, he turned back to the inner room.

Zhou Jun was furious. This sloppy old Taoist was too unreliable. He really taught freely.

However, it was good that the Daluo prototype did not deviate from the training, which meant that a year's hard work was not in vain.

Thinking of this, he became motivated again and turned around to fly back to the mortal world.

"Daoyou, are you in such a hurry? Why don't you stay in Zixia Mountain for one night?"

Seeing this, Le Zhao wanted to grab the corner of his clothes, but felt that it was not appropriate, so he had to ask indirectly.

"Time is tight, please go and have fun by yourself, Princess!"

Zhou Jun was concentrating on refining Daluo, and after hurriedly saying a word, his figure disappeared, leaving Le Zhao at a loss.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, secretly cursing: "This wooden man!"

However, although she said so, her body was very honest and did not leave, and continued to stay in Zixia Mountain.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and another year has passed in a blink of an eye.

Zhou Jun came out of retreat again, and this time, the Daluo state of mind on him was more obvious.

"Master! I have encountered some puzzles..."

He strode towards the cave, nodded to Le Zhao along the way, and asked the sloppy old Taoist some things.

Le Zhao wanted to say something but couldn't get a word in, so he could only watch the old man and the young man muttering something.

After a while, Zhou Jun left like the wind again.

The third appearance was still a year later.

This time, his state of mind was close to complete, and he was overjoyed.

"Master! I have solved that confusion. How do you think I am now?"

He once again pulled the impatient sloppy old Taoist and repeatedly compared the state of mind of the two people. He was more confident.

Then, under Le Zhao's eager gaze, he hurried away again.

In the fourth year, the voice came before the person.

"Master, I will succeed. The state of mind is only one step away."

This was a good news. Zhou Jun had completely walked through this road. Le Zhao just said congratulations, and he disappeared again and returned to the world of mortals.

"Stinky Taoist friend, you are so anxious every time. This princess has a lot of time, right?"

Le Zhao was furious, but he was reluctant to leave, so he had to continue to wait for another year in Zixia Mountain.

Year after year, just to see that face more.

Until the fifth year, which was the last year of opening the Red Dust World, Le Zhao had been waiting eagerly for a long time, and the familiar figure appeared.

"Why hasn't he come yet?"

Le Zhao grumbled. Zhou Jun usually appeared at this time of year in previous years.

In this way, a day and a night passed, and the Red Dust World was completely closed.

Le Zhao panicked. Could it be that Zhou Jun was lost in it and couldn't get out?

Even the sloppy old Taoist priest rarely stayed in the cave, but sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain drinking, looking at the back mountain from time to time.

As if waiting for a long time, suddenly, a strong and terrifying aura, like the sun falling into the world, instantly swept Zixia Mountain. It was an indescribable weapon artistic conception power, causing the heavens to shake.

"Lao Deng! I have succeeded!"

As this aura rippled, a hearty voice also spread throughout the world.