Chen Yaodong went to the rooftop of a nearby building and practiced as if he was still as a mountain.

"It's done?"

The first time he tried, he successfully entered a state similar to meditation. He was very surprised and broke away from that state, "How could it be so simple?"

He originally thought that it was recognized as the ultimate skill, and it should not be so easy to practice, but the result was that it was a little unbelievable.

"It should be that right?"

He recalled again that the state was indeed the same as the one described.

"Practice and see."

With this mentality, he re-positioned the basic posture of the stance practice, and with regular breathing, he gradually entered the unmoving artistic conception.

Forty minutes later, he woke up and indeed felt the effect of this stake practice. He was very satisfied. "There is no problem with stake practice. It seems that the entry into this stake practice is relatively simple."

The mountain stud is a completely different path than the mountain stud. The mountain stud is practiced from the outside to the inside, first practicing muscles, bones, skin, and then practicing the internal organs. The mountain stud is the opposite, from the inside to the outside, first practicing the internal organs.

At this stage, you must use various precious medicinal materials to make decoctions and take them to assist in your practice.

He skipped directly.

Seeing that there was still an hour, he tried to practice Nirvana.

As my breath continued to breathe, my mind was immersed in my mind, imagining that there were blazing flames burning around me, and my thoughts continued to condense under the burning of the flames. The flames became more and more fierce, and my mind was shrinking smaller and smaller. When it was about to disappear, the thoughts that were condensed to the extreme suddenly jumped, as if they had gained a new life.

He opened his eyes and felt sweaty all over his body, wet his clothes inside and outside. He felt an unprecedented feeling of relaxation, like his body had undergone a baptism.

"It seems that this technique is easier to get started. In addition, my intelligence has improved a lot, so I can master it so quickly."

He thought to himself, quite happy, that if he could soon be able to practice the first level.

He took a look at the time and it was almost eight o'clock. He quickly got off the rooftop and rushed to the paradise club.

I arrived at the club on time, changed into my uniform, and started working.

His job is very simple, he just needs to follow the old employee and be responsible for delivering things. He simply uses it in a different way, while trying to let the breath of life enter the dormant of shallow energy while in a state of waking.

This is not easy to do. He failed every time he tried it. The key is that his mind is. If he immersed too deeply, he would not be able to stay awake. If he was not immersed enough, he would not be able to let the breath of life lie dormant.

Several times, he was distracted and made mistakes in his work.

He was not discouraged and continued to try and gradually got some tricks.

After more than three hours, he finally found that balance point. With a clear consciousness, he let the breath of life lie dormant for the first time. Although it lasted only a few minutes, he was shocked by the voices next to him and broke this state. He was still very excited.

With the first success, it is much easier to get the second time. It takes less time to enter that state again.

"Chen Yaodong, get this."

Hearing the sound, he was awakened again, thinking, "It seems that he is still too sensitive, and he needs to practice more."

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At twelve o'clock, after getting off work, Chen Yaodong lived in the dormitory. This was a single room with a separate bathroom and air conditioning. The conditions were quite good.

As usual, he stood on the floor, used the Jingzhe Gong, and entered a deep dormant. Only a trace of vague thoughts sensed the outside world.

In a vague way, he felt that some change was brewing in his body, which was somewhat similar to the last time he practiced internal breath.

When he woke up, the feeling disappeared again, "Strange, can we undergo a second transformation?"

The last time he transformed, his internal breath was cultivated in his body. If he could still transform this time, what would happen?

"Why is this happening?"

He fell into deep thought. The last time he practiced Jingzhe Gong was the night before yesterday, and last night he played games all night because of insomnia. At that time, he didn't feel this way. What caused this change?

"Is it the Nine Death Golden Body Technique? Not like it, is it..."

He suddenly felt aroused his heart. If there was any biggest difference between these two practices, it was that he had been promoted to nearly ten levels in the game, and all attributes were greatly improved.

The more he thought about it, the more he became, "It must be. This increase in attributes is the improvement of the essence of life, which triggered such changes."

He is looking forward to what changes will happen after the second transformation.

…………

Today is Friday, at 6 pm, Chen Yaodong went home directly.

Originally, he had asked for a day off the day before yesterday and should have made up for another day. He moved to tomorrow, which is Saturday night.

Because Yun Ming will go home tonight.

This woman should be the one who knows him best in the world. She cannot let her know about him going to work, so as not to stop her and ruin his plan to make money.

When he returned home, he opened the door and saw her sitting on the sofa as usual, still wearing the red robe. However, there was an unconcealed fatigue on her face.

This was the second time he faced her, and he was still a little nervous.

When he got home, Yun Ming went to the kitchen to cook, but the same was still the same, one was vegetables, the other was tofu, and one bowl of rice for each person.

Everything has not changed since last week.

After dinner, she still had the same question, “Is there a test this week?”

"No." When Chen Yaodong answered, he felt a little strange, and even the questions asked remained unchanged.

When it comes to the second question, it’s finally different, “Next week, it’s your birthday.”

Chen Yaodong calculated the time and it was true. His birthday was recorded in his diary and was easy to remember, October 10th.

Yun Ming said, "You will be seventeen years old after your birthday."

Chen Yaodong was in a daze, seventeen years old, what a beautiful age.

"You have to hold on." Suddenly, she strengthened her tone.

Hold on? He looked at her in confusion.

She said seriously, "Hurry up and find a girlfriend."

What is this and what?

Chen Yaodong was a little confused. How did the topic get around this?

Yun Ming wanted to say something, but when he saw his expression, he swallowed it back, started to clean up the table, and reminded him again, "Also, it's not very peaceful here recently. Don't run around after nightfall."

"Oh." He responded and went back to his room.

ps: It’s Saturday, please give me some recommendation votes.
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