"Let's go, let's go, I've told you so many times, don't try to fool me with fake paintings. I'm in a pawn shop, not a useless purchasing station!"

　　" billions of yuan? Do you think I'm an idiot? Can I buy a dozen of such paintings for three yuan?"

　　"If you dare to come once again, I'll break your leg!"

　　Zhao Hao was pushed into the line of business by the Evergreen classics.

　　"Uncle, this is really from the Shang Zhou Dynasty..." Zhao Hao argued anxiously with his face pale.

　　"Shang Zhou? Last week, right? Believe it or not, I'll beat you to death!" A bald middle-aged man standing at the door of the pawn shop glared at Zhao Hao and said, "Get out..."

　　Peng!

　　The bald middle-aged man fiercely closed the door of the Dianshi janitor's store.

　　"Alas! Why don't you believe me?" Zhao Hao shook his head. Looking at the crumpled rice paper in his arms, he sighed helplessly and said, "I'm indomitable. When did I lie to anyone?"

　　"This was stolen from my home at the risk of my life. Although it doesn't look like it, it was indeed passed down from my grandfather!"

　　Zhao Hao unfolded the wrinkled paper. On the paper was a simple picture of a character. His calligraphy was clumsy, like a seven or eight-year-old child. In the picture, there was a sloppy old man printed with a handsome character "Tao" on his simple robe. He held a crutch in one hand and watched the tablet with great interest with the other hand.

　　What was even more annoying was that there was an apple icon on the tablet that had just been bitten.

　　"It's this damn tablet computer!"

　　Otherwise, why didn't the pawnshop owners accept it?

　　"If this painting can't be sold, I will have to eat dirt this month!"

　　I can't stand eating dirt! But my girlfriend, whom I've just dated, is going to leave me too!

　　"Old man, is this really the only valuable thing in our family?"

　　Thinking of this, Zhao Hao raised the Chinese art paper and looked at the sun, "Now I am a little suspicious of the authenticity of this painting. Is it Grandpa painting crows when he was a child... ah..."

　　Suddenly, the dazzling light entered Zhao Hao's eyes, and a fit of dizziness followed.

　　"Damn it, am I blind? My painting..."

　　After a while, Zhao Hao woke up in a daze.

　　He was still standing on the street, holding his original posture with both hands.

　　"Hey, am I not blind?" Zhao Hao rubbed his eyes and found that there was nothing unusual. He smiled again.

　　It's good that you're not blind!

　　"No, that's not right!"

　　Where is my painting?

　　Only now did Zhao Hao realize that the painting was missing!

　　In his hand was only a wrinkled piece of rice paper, and the crow-wiping old man on it had already disappeared.

　　"F*ck, this is my family heirloom! How could it have disappeared?" Zhao Hao sucked in a breath of cold air. He looked at the paper in his hand again.

　　That's right!

　　"It's really the one I took just now. And the oil stains on the one I bought for the steamed bun at noon?"

　　"Impossible! I must have seen wrongly!" Zhao Hao looked at it carefully again and again.

　　"Stop fooling around, my God! Don't wait to play with me like this, okay? My Zhao family worships the Three Pure Tao Ancestor generation after generation. If the old man knows that I have lost the ancestral treasure, he will lose me!"

　　"Ding!" At this moment, a clear voice sounded in Zhao Hao's mind.

　　Zhao Hao was shocked and shouted, "Who?"

　　"Congratulations on obtaining the super immortal cultivation system. From today onwards, you will fight for your entire life for the sake of becoming a great immortal!"

　　"What?" Zhao Hao's eyes widened. He looked around and found that in addition to the pedestrians, no one was talking to him. "Who are you?"

　　"I am a super-immortal system, and you are the lucky one selected by the Tao Ancestor!"

　　"Speak in human tongue, don't talk nonsense to me. Where is my painting? Did you steal it? Let me tell you, this painting is worth a city, and it can even kill you if it is converted into RMB." Zhao Hao grinned and threatened, "Hurry up, give me the painting. Am I still going to be the owner of the Dianshi store?"

　　"I am the drawing, the drawing is the immortal cultivation system. The rice paper in your hand is just a carrier of the system. Now that you have been selected by the Tao ancestor, you should work hard for the immortal life!"

　　"The system? The immortal way of life?" Zhao Hao had lived for 17 years, and it was the first time he had heard about the immortal system. "Is this the legendary "Gold Finger" in online novels?"

　　"You can also understand it that way!"

　　"Can you give me money? I want to be the richest man in the world!" Zhao Hao's eyes lit up and he shouted excitedly, "I'm not greedy. I just want to be the richest man in China. I don't want to be the richest man in the world!"

　　"Sorry, I can't!"

　　"No?" Zhao Hao was like a cat that was blown up. "Then what can you give me? If you can't give me anything, you'd better turn it into a painting. At least, don't let the old man beat me!"

　　"I can make you stronger and earn the respect of tens of thousands of people..."

　　"Okay! That's a deal!" Zhao Hao did not listen to the system at all and agreed. "Come on! Let me accept your inheritance and become the greatest immortal in the world, worshipped by the people, and admired by tens of thousands of people..."

　　"No! I'm just a management plan. The growth road of a super immortal needs to be completed by yourself!"

　　"F*ck you!" Zhao Hao raised his middle finger helplessly when he heard the system's statement.

　　At the thought of selling paintings, he was shameless enough. But now it seemed that this system was a thousand times more shameless than him!

　　"Because you opened the super immortal system for the first time, you will get a chance to draw the lottery! Do you choose to draw the lottery now?"

　　"Draw! Why didn't you pull?!" Zhao Hao thought about the Cultivators' System, and his curiosity was piqued.

　　To receive the respect of the people? To receive the respect of ten thousand people?

　　A system that came out of the painting can change his life?

　　What a joke!

　　"Does he really regard me as a Alsor's Lamp?"

　　"Congratulations to the host for getting a peace talisman. Do you want to withdraw it?"

　　"Aren't you talking nonsense? Withdraw, of course, withdraw!" Zhao Hao ridiculed. He wanted to see how this system would produce a peace talisman for him.

　　Swoosh!

　　A faint light flashed, and a pale yellow amulet of peace appeared in Zhao Hao's hand.

　　"F*ck, it really has a talisman!" Zhao Hao picked up the talisman and looked at it carefully. It was the same as the one on the market. "It can't be fake, can it?"

　　Zhao Hao tried to ask about the system, but he didn't get any response, as if he was like a clay ox entering the sea.

　　"Forget it, I'm too lazy to ask you!" Even though the system produced a 'Protective Talisman', Zhao Hao didn't believe that this 'Protective Talisman' would have any use.

　　How many people had gone to the prosperous temples and Taoist temples to ask for a peace talisman? What was the result? Did they show up?

　　A good-for-nothing talisman that could really keep people safe?

　　It would be strange if she really got hold of something like this!

　　After watching for a while, Zhao Hao shook his head helplessly. He stuffed the amulet into his pocket and walked toward the school.

　　"Hey, bald uncle, it seems that this painting has no code book for you!" Zhao Hao did not forget to look back at the Western Sea Codex. This was a painting worth millions of yuan! It had turned into an inexplicable super-cultivation system.

　　She really didn't know whether it was a fortune or a misfortune!