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Chapter 483: The Difficult Road of Cultivation

Even though Chen Fuyun has been a little adapted in the past half month, every time he was woken up by Ling'er from his sleep, facing some unexpected training courses, Chen Fuyun still couldn't help but rub his temples and had a headache.

Seeing Chen Fuyun looking listless as if he was castrated, his head was hanging down like a castrated piglet, Ling'er came to him with a smile and inspired softly, "Brother Fuyun, don't be like this, our training subject today is very simple."

Chen Fuyun opened his eyes slightly and asked with a look of death: "You have said this since the beginning of training. I say this every time, but every time I practice, it is extremely perverted. Let me tell you, today I want me to resist a bottle of water and go up and down the fifth floor for a thousand times or do I have to hold my breath and enter the water for five hours?"

Ling'er laughed, then shook her head and said, "Brother Fuyun has mastered those basic things these days. The subject we are going to practice today is called looking at the six ways and listening to the world."

Chen Fuyun curled his lips and smiled teasingly, "Looking at the six directions, and listening to all directions? I know this idiom, and I also know that in the mythological story, there is a god with a thousand-mile eyes and a wind-like ear in the heaven. They are responsible for checking the good, evil, beauty and ugliness of the world for the heaven. Can Ling'er's practice subjects allow me to achieve the effect of a thousand-mile eyes and a wind-like ear?"

Ling'er's eyes flashed and she thoughtfully said: "If you reach the level of my Dragon King Dad, you may be stronger than the Qianliyan and Shunfeng ears mentioned by Brother Fuyun. However, that level requires extremely high qualifications and persistent practice for more than five hundred years. With the qualifications like Brother Fuyun, I'm afraid... I'm afraid I have to work harder."

Chen Fuyun was ashamed. He could hear Ling'er pause just now when she said the last sentence, probably because she was considering his face.

However, after Ling'er said that, Chen Fuyun became a little interested in the so-called "sighting" and "sighting in all directions".

Daily practice is always painful, but the gains from it have also benefited Chen Fuyun a lot. For example, after Qi Shuai recovered from injury a few days ago, he came to the No. 7 mansion to provoke him again. Chen Fuyun easily knocked Qi Shuai, who was extremely resistant to fighting and extremely strong combat power into the stinky ditch. As for his younger brothers, he was no longer a problem. He fought one by one and broke his teeth, which was a terrible sight. After that battle, they would have to stay in the hospital for a month or two before they could recover their combat effectiveness.

For gangsters like them, they have to eat at the police station and have a public meal. When they go to the hospital, they don’t even have basic survival security. They have to spend a lot of money. The last time they were beaten to hospital, they have to spend a lot of money. This time they are hospitalized, they have to spend a lot of money. For Qi Shuai, the boss, it is even more torture than sending him to prison with his own hands.

As a special security guard at No. 7 Mansion, Chen Fuyun was able to kill the gangster team led by Qi Shuai alone, which also made the boss's wife Wei Xiao smile for a long time. Since Qi Shuai and the others were hospitalized, the business of No. 7 Mansion has become increasingly prosperous, and everything seems to have been on the right track and returned to peace.

Such a day is really the best for Chen Fuyun, who needs a peaceful life.

"Brother Fuyun, why are you distracted again?" Ling'er suddenly shook her hand in front of Chen Fuyun, said a little unhappy with her mouth.

"Ahem, sorry, but I really try hard to concentrate on watching Ling'er's concentration ball. However, if I keep staring at it without blinking, it will easily become distracted." Chen Fuyun complained helplessly.

At this moment, he was trying his best to look at a crystal clear crystal glass ball with a diameter of about ten centimeters raised opposite him. There was an extremely subtle black dot in the crystal ball, constantly sitting and moving in a random manner. What Chen Fuyun needed to do was to observe its movement trajectory with his naked eyes and present it in the form of an image in his mind. Then, this magical image would turn into bright red silk threads and appear on the other side of the crystal glass ball to be tested by Ling'er.

If this kind of concentrating gaze only needs to be maintained for five or ten minutes, Chen Fuyun, who claims to be extremely good in vision and patience, might be able to track the trajectory of the black dot without any mistakes.

However, if you have to maintain a long gaze for half an hour or even more than an hour, and you are completely unable to distract yourself, this is simply not something that normal humans can do. Although Chen Fuyun has been "cultivating" with Ling'er for more than half a month, he is obviously still a normal human. It is not something that he can do in a short while if he wants to focus on the operation of a black dot for so long without being distracted.

"Brother Fuyun, although this kind of cultivation is a bit difficult, as long as you are willing to put your heart and don't easily get distracted, you can still do it." Ling'er said to Chen Fuyun.

"Okay, I try not to get distracted and try not to let Ling'er down." Chen Fuyun touched his nose and smiled embarrassedly. Then, he began to hold his breath and concentrate. After adjusting his state, he began to continue the next round of concentration.

After focusing so much for ten minutes, Chen Fuyun was defeated again. He really couldn't control his mood. Once he focused for more than ten minutes, he would feel extremely tired. He would want to close his eyes, and then his thoughts would be vague and his thoughts would surge into his mind like a blowout.

It was not until Ling'er got angry and tried her best to continue forcing Chen Fuyun to practice, this situation ended. At this moment, dim morning light was already shining outside the window. I looked at the wall clock on the wall at six o'clock in the morning.

"Ling'er, don't be angry, why don't Brother Fuyun buy you some delicious breakfast?" Chen Fuyun began to impress Ling'er who was angry with his food plan.

"I'm not hungry." Ling'er was unmoved.

"Buy your favorite soy milk fried dough sticks and Nanjing soup buns, do you eat them?" Chen Fuyun began to tempt them with specific foods.

"Really?" Ling'er turned her head, still looking angry with her mouth, and her eyes were motionless at Chen Fuyun.

"Of course it's true. Look at my face full of sincerity?" Chen Fuyun spoke, he stuck his cheek in front of Ling'er, reached out and pinched her cheek, and grinned at her, "Okay, don't be angry. After turning back and having breakfast, I will work harder and try to concentrate on practicing for more than ten minutes!"

"Twenty minutes!" Ling'er gritted her teeth.

"Okay, don't be angry, I'll try my best!" Chen Fuyun reluctantly agreed.

"I was not angry, but I asked Brother Fuyun to agree to me that the practice should not be done as much as possible, but certain!" Ling'er refused to give in.

"Okay, cultivation is a big deal, it must be! Then I'll buy breakfast." Chen Fuyun agreed, running outside as if he was running away, and disappeared into the room in the blink of an eye.

It was already autumn now, and Chen Fuyun was still wearing only short-sleeved and thin trousers. The morning wind wrapped around a hint of coldness swept across the streets where almost no pedestrians were blowing down the French sycamore leaves all over the ground.

Chen Fuyun tucked his body, took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, strode across the zebra crossing, and came to the breakfast shop not far away from the opposite side.

The owner and owner of this breakfast shop are from Suzhou, but they have lived in the city of Nanjing for more than 20 years. They have done very authentic breakfast in Suzhou and Nanjing. In addition, the couple is extremely diligent, and they start working at 3 am every day and open on time at 6 am. From 7 am, there are endless diners coming and going until 9 am.

It was only six o'clock at this moment, and there were fewer diners, so Chen Fuyun bought hot soy milk fried dough sticks and two freshly baked Nanjing soup buns in a moment.

When she returned home, Ling'er was standing on the balcony with her cheeks in her hands, looking at him eagerly. The first ray of sunshine in the morning fell on her, setting off her beautiful and refined charm and unique ethereal charm that made people unable to stop and want to take a look.

Chen Fuyun stopped, raised his head, raised the breakfast in his hand at her, and the smile on his face was as bright as the sun.

Ling'er immediately jumped up and ran downstairs to pick up Chen Fuyun.

Chen Fuyun saw Ling'er jumping into his arms as he just took the first step up the stairs. If he hadn't been used to her actions and there was no one else in the corridor except Chen Fuyun and Ling'er, Chen Fuyun would have been shocked by her actions.

Chen Fuyun, who was ready, stepped forward and quickly exchanged his right hand to his left hand, then directly stretched out his right hand and brought the leaping Ling'er into his arms.

Ling'er was obviously not satisfied with being just being held by Chen Fuyun. After she threw herself into his arms, she rubbed her gently and sat on Chen Fuyun's shoulders in a familiar way.

Chen Fuyun also let her sit. Anyway, she was as light as a swallow, and sitting on her shoulders was insignificant. She stepped early with one hand and resisted Ling'er on the other, and easily went upstairs and went home.

"I'm home, come down to have breakfast. Today's buns, soy milk and fried dough sticks are all hot, and the taste is great, you must like it." Chen Fuyun put the breakfast on the dining table, patted Ling'er's graceful buttocks, and put the lightweight one off her shoulders: "I'll go and call that guy Donggua to come and eat it together."

"Brother Donggua went out early in the morning and left in a hurry. I asked him what he was doing, but he didn't answer. He lowered his head and muttered to what I couldn't understand. It was so mysterious." Ling'er suddenly said.

"I went out so early? The mansion opened at 9 o'clock. What did he do when he went out so early? This guy is busy until three o'clock in the morning every night, and gets up so early in the morning. Can I eat it?" Chen Fuyun shook his head, a little helpless.

After several years, Chen Fuyun is living with Chen Donggua again. Chen Fuyun is already a little confused about this little follower who used to like to follow him and Gou Sheng.

Perhaps he has grown up and matured, has his own ideas and things he needs to do alone, Chen Fuyun doesn't want to be too polite. After all, that's Chen Donggua's own business. Chen Fuyun may even harm him if he takes care of him.

"Come on, let's have breakfast. When I go to work later, I will ask what the situation of winter melon is like." Chen Fuyun said to Ling'er.
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