The first light of morning dawns, and the rooster crows.
"Cough cough cough..." Chu Cheng put down the cigarette in his hand and retched.
After smoking a whole night of cigarettes, if counted by the sticks, he would have smoked several thousand cigarettes. At this time, Chu Cheng looked at the cigarettes in his hand and felt a little nauseous.
By the same token, even if you have the best food in the world, you will get tired of it if you eat the same dish for a year.
Chu Cheng picked up the kettle and took a sip directly, then walked to the desk and picked up the spirit stone.
He wanted to make sure his guess was correct.
"Ding~" Kai Lingshi chirped softly.
"Sure enough!" Chu Cheng was overjoyed.
I saw the Kai Ling Stone glowing gray, but the difference was that although the black energy in the gray was scattered, there were hundreds of light black energy.
"Hahaha!" Chu Cheng laughed, picked up the Kailing Stone and kept shaking it.
But the next moment Chu Cheng's expression changed.
"Not good!" After saying these words, there was only a bang, and the Kailing Stone exploded and turned into pieces and fell to the ground. The roar made Chu Cheng's head confused.
"Damn it, I forgot about this." Chu Cheng cursed.
Ling'er once said that the Kailing Stone would be scrapped after four uses. This happened to be the fourth time, but Chu Cheng did not expect that the scrapping movement would be so big.
It’s not Ling’er’s fault. Normally, monks are on hand to open spirits, and only a few people test their spiritual roots in person. Obviously Chu Cheng is the latter.
Although Chu Cheng was frightened by the explosion of the Kailing Stone, it still couldn't affect the excitement in his heart. He looked up at the sky outside the window and wanted to take a walk around the house after washing up.
He didn't sleep all night, but strangely, not only was he not sleepy at all, but he was full of energy.
Chu Cheng poured a basin of water, washed himself in the mirror, and saw a face.
The face reflected in the mirror has ink hair spread loosely, the face is like the Mid-Autumn Moon, the color is like spring flowers, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, especially the lips are like peach petals.
"I didn't expect that I, Chu Cheng, would be so handsome in this life! It's like Pan An was alive." Chu Cheng clicked his tongue. Not only could he practice, but he was also so handsome. Although he was considered a handsome guy in his previous life, he could only be considered average.
Previous point.
In the midst of narcissism, I have deeply forgotten one thing. In the Yellow Kingdom, women regard fatness as beauty, and men regard fatness as handsomeness. Chu Cheng's appearance is also considered among the ugly men...
Chu Cheng walked around the house and stopped for about a stick of incense.
He saw the winding verandah in front of him, and the stones under the steps formed a corridor. In front of him was a door arch, one light and two dark, engraved with snake patterns, and glowed faintly in the morning light.
There was a faint sound of breaking wind not far away.
Chu Cheng looked up and walked in. There were large pear blossoms and plantains on both sides. After walking for a while, a gap suddenly opened under the backyard wall, and there was a clear spring. The ditch was only a few feet long, but it poured into the wall and went around the steps.
From the edge of the house to the front yard, it spirals out under the bamboo and surrounds a martial arts training ground.
The sound of breaking wind came from there.
Chu Cheng saw a black figure on the martial arts training ground and asked him to grab the dance.
"What a powerful spear!" Chu Cheng didn't understand the art of spearing, but he could see the strong wind swaying in the air as the spear thrust out.
"Bump! Bump! Bump!"
"Bump! Bump! Bump!"
Six consecutive shots, six ripples!
This man is so strong! Chu Cheng secretly thought that such a master must be an innate martial arts master.
The black figure stopped when he saw Chu Cheng.
"Well? It turns out to be the young Marquis." After the man said that, he ran towards Chu Cheng's direction.
Chu Cheng saw the figure clearly and looked surprised.
The man was wearing black clothes, squeezing out his plump breasts, and his tall and plump figure made Chu Cheng blush slightly.
This is a woman. What surprised Chu Cheng is that this person is 70% similar to Ling'er. Looking back in his memory, this woman is Ling'er's biological sister, Chu Lan, an innate beginner in martial arts! The fourth in the Chu family
Master.
"Good morning! Sister Chu Lan!" Chu Cheng immediately looked away, covering up his embarrassment, and said good morning.
"Good morning?"
"It means good morning." Chu Cheng secretly thought that this is a question on earth. From now on, he should do as the locals do when he speaks.
"So that's it." Chu Lan said calmly.
"Then I won't disturb Sister Chu Lan." Chu Cheng left immediately because he saw the scene of Chu Cheng being beaten by Chu Lan in his memory.
Chu Cheng ran away in a hurry, joking, this kind of master is the pillar of the Chu family, even if he is beaten, the old Marquis will not blame him for anything.
Chu Lan looked at the figure walking away, a little confused as to why Chu Cheng had changed his gender.
In the past, Chu Cheng was a lustful person, and even if he saw an ugly girl like her, he would do anything to her, but she was considered a strong person in the Huang Kingdom, so naturally she wanted to have face, so she dealt with him immediately.
Chu Cheng stayed away from the martial arts training ground, patted his chest and said: "Damn, it turns out that this Chu Cheng is not a good person. Damn! How could you say that about yourself? Fortunately, I was very polite just now, otherwise I would have been beaten again."
Chu Cheng felt a little frightened when he remembered that Chu Lan had spanked him so hard that he couldn't get out of bed for the next half month. This guy was also the little master of the Chu Mansion, so how could he be beaten by a servant?
"Why did you get up so early, little Marquis!"
"Yes." Chu Cheng responded, and when he turned around, he saw Ling'er walking lightly with a wooden basin and towel.
This should have been sent to him by Ling'er.
Chu Cheng sighed inwardly, that guy had no control over the whole house. There were only two women, one was his mother and the other was Ling'er.
"Well, I'm going to go out for a walk." Seeing that the water was warm, Chu Cheng took the towel and wiped it again.
"Ling'er, do you know that there is a secret book selling cultivation techniques in Junlan City?" Chu Cheng thought for a while and then said, now that he has successfully opened his spirit, he must find a way to try to gather energy. After all, he only has six months.
Ling'er thought for a while and said, "I heard that there are cultivation techniques for sale in Dongfeng Pavilion."
"Really? That's great, I'll go and have a look now." Chu Cheng was delighted.
Chu Cheng followed Ling'er as he walked on the streets of Junlan City.
The heavy rain had just passed, and except for a few willow trees that had fallen to the ground, there was no trace of rain on the street.
Soon we arrived at our destination.
Dongfeng Pavilion looks very ordinary, just like the connected houses. The only difference is that Dongfeng Pavilion has no door, but you can't see clearly inside the house.
Chu Cheng could vaguely see a middle-aged scholar standing in Dongfeng Pavilion, calculating accounts with an abacus. This alone can tell that Dongfeng Pavilion is extraordinary.
"Little Marquis, this is Dongfeng Pavilion."
Chu Cheng nodded and stepped in. He felt like his body fell into the water, and the water ripples rippled.
One couldn't breathe and appeared in the back room.
Chu Cheng began to feel a little difficult to breathe, and when he regained his composure, he saw a middle-aged scholar in front of him who was making calculations. The middle-aged scholar was wearing a gray cloth, and it could be seen that it had been washed and had white spots, and there were spots here and there.
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The middle-aged scholar didn't seem to see the guest coming, but he still lowered his head and made calculations.
Chu Cheng thought to himself that this man didn't know how to do business, so he stepped forward and asked, "Boss, do you have any cultivation techniques here?"
"Twenty taels of gold." The middle-aged scholar didn't even raise his head.
Chu Cheng nodded. Twenty taels of gold was not expensive to exchange for a cultivation method.
Ling'er looked at Chu Cheng, opened her mouth, and finally took out two golden tickets from her arms and handed them to him.
Chu Cheng took the golden ticket and placed it in front of the middle-aged scholar. He smiled and said, "Boss, take one."
"Go upstairs and take a look." The middle-aged scholar said calmly, still lowering his head.
Chu Cheng's expression changed and he asked doubtfully: "Isn't it for sale?"
The middle-aged scholar finally raised his head, looking like an idiot, and said: "I will give you twenty taels of gold, you go and get me a copy?"
Chu Cheng thought about it for a while. Practicing the Kung Fu method is something you can only come across, and twenty taels of gold is not expensive. He quickly shook his head.
Seeing that he was interested, the middle-aged scholar stopped talking and continued to fiddle with his abacus with his head lowered. He picked up a pen with one hand and wrote "twenty" on the account book.
Chu Cheng turned around and told Ling'er to go back to the house first, and then went up to the second floor alone.
The stairs are a bit old, and they make a creaking sound with footsteps. Chu Cheng knows that this kind of stairs sounds like it will collapse at any time, but it happens to be the strongest, and it still does not collapse despite the wind and frost.
proof of.
Chu Cheng walked into the second floor and looked around. There were four bookcases in the room, filled with books.
"It seems that these are the cultivation techniques. There are so many." Chu Cheng murmured, feeling a little happy. He quickly walked to the first bookcase and reached out and took out a golden book.
There are four big characters written on the golden book: "Golden Light Mask."
"This name is so domineering! Quite domineering!" Chu Cheng's mouth twitched. Logically speaking, the golden ones were the most awesome in online games in his previous life. Why is this so mean?
Chu Cheng then took out a purple book.
"Fireball."
One after another.
"Water Polo Technique", "Three Cutting Swords", "Sword Light and Shadow", "Three Thorns of Muteng"...
Chu Cheng shook his head and continued to read. He was a little disappointed in the end. The names of these spells were not very good, and they were all spells. There was not even a single practice method.
"Huh? I think I left one behind." Chu Cheng was surprised and saw a shabby book in the corner of the fourth cabinet.
Chu Cheng picked it up and looked at it, feeling somewhat pleased that this was what he was looking for.
"Nine Heavens Mysterious Technique, this one is not bad." Chu Cheng read the title of the book.
Chu Cheng opened it and took a look, his smile faded. There were only three pages of this technique, which was obviously a fragment.
"You're cheating, this is it." Chu Cheng secretly cursed Dongfeng Pavilion as the master of cheating. You can't learn those spells without cultivating Qi Condensation. And there is only one residual scroll here, and only a fool would learn it.
roll.
But there are fools in the world, such as Chu Cheng. After thinking about it again and again, he decided to take a look.
"Above the Nine Heavens, immortals, gods and demons look down at all living beings and regard them as ants. However, there are always changes in the world. The Nine Heavens Mysterious Skill meets the God of the Divine Temple..."
Chu Cheng continued to read, and he directly skipped these opening remarks. Anyone who has traveled through time knows that the exercises on the market must be rubbish, but he has no choice but to make do.
After reading the book, I was half happy and half worried. I was happy that this technique can be used in the later stages of Qi Condensation, but I was worried that it would disappear after the foundation was established.
Chu Cheng shook his head, sat down cross-legged, recalled the meridians and acupuncture points introduced in the book, and then began to meditate and practice according to the practice formula, carefully feeling the external aura, and was a little worried that he could not sense it, and was a little uneasy.
Time passed little by little, and the moonlight shone in outside the window. It was cold, and it was already late at night.
Chu Cheng still couldn't feel the spiritual energy from the outside world, but he was not in a hurry. Cultivation did not happen overnight, and besides, his qualifications were not good. If it were that simple, there would be countless monks in the entire Huang Kingdom.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Chu Cheng still could not sense the aura from the outside world.
"Alas." Chu Cheng sighed and slowly opened his eyes.
"Is there something wrong with this technique? Or am I really unable to practice it?" Chu Cheng was a little uncertain. According to the display of the spirit stone, he should have spiritual roots.
Chu Cheng gritted his teeth and suppressed the idea of taking out the cigarette. The middle-aged scholar downstairs must be a monk. If he finds out that he wants to kill someone and seize the treasure, it will be over.
Chu Cheng continued to close his eyes and meditate. After an unknown amount of time, suddenly a ray of moonlight shone on his face.
The willow eyebrows are shallow in the middle of the moon, and the jade face is under the moon.
An indescribable feeling permeated his whole body and soul. A mellow and gentle power spread over him like moonlight. At this time, Chu Cheng was like a fish breaking through the stream and jumping
Entering the river and sea, I can move forward unimpeded and feel indescribably happy.
As time passed, Chu Cheng had fallen silent in this aura, and a little light wandered through his meridians and acupuncture points, as if there were warm flames driving away the cold wind at night.
Hua Hua Hua~
Chu Cheng felt the flow of the sea, and vaguely noticed that some blocked meridians were melted by these light spots. A warm feeling rose deep in his soul.
He didn't feel the spiritual energy from the outside world, but he felt that there seemed to be a mellow breath swimming in his body.
The summer night wind blew the lotus leaves, and I suddenly paused while plucking the edges of the lotus leaves with one hand.
It was the middle-aged scholar, with a slight smile on his face, and his eyes fell on Dongfeng Pavilion a hundred miles away.
If there were no buildings, Chu Cheng would have a bright moon hanging over his head at this time. There were stars under the bright moon, and the moonlight filled the sky like water. They all fell on Chu Cheng like a river.
"Looking at the moonlight at night." The middle-aged scholar murmured, then landed on the lotus pod and folded it gently.