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Chapter 2 The Saint in the City

"Senior brother, do you think you should report it to the sect?"

"Isn't the saint here practicing in the world? Should I report it to the saint?"

"The saint seems to be at Yulong High School, should we rush there now?"

"Let's search carefully first. Although Master Yao is no match for the five of them, he is not easy to deal with. I really don't believe that Master Yao is dead."

"Senior brother, can you tell the origins of these five people?"

"Demon Gate."

Zhang Haotian returned to the small house he rented, and the bloody scenes he saw at night flashed through his mind from time to time. Recalling how Uncle Yao had taken care of him, Zhang Haotian felt uneasy.

"Forget it, let's practice the Mind Bible to replenish some energy."

Zhang Haotian sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes closed naturally, as if he had entered into the practice of meditation.

Zhang Haotian's mind was practicing as usual according to the third-level cultivation method of the Mind Bible. Zhang Haotian could feel that his energy was getting stronger and stronger, and he could also feel the vague consciousness deep in his mind.

"Hey, why does it look like me? Could it be an illusion?"

Zhang Haotian suddenly felt that the vague consciousness deep in his mind had turned into a miniature version of himself. He was not sure for a while and thought it was his illusion.

As he practiced every minute, the smaller version of Zhang Haotian in his mind became clearer and clearer, and Zhang Haotian could even feel his little legs sitting cross-legged and his little arms waving constantly.

"Handprints, cultivation mudra, how is that possible? This is clearly the sixth level cultivation mudra of the Mind Bible, this..."

Zhang Haotian was confused. After more than ten years of hard training, he only reached the third level. Now he suddenly miraculously reached the sixth level. No wonder Zhang Haotian couldn't accept it.

Thinking that his most powerful Kung Fu instructor at Yulong High School had only reached the fourth level, Zhang Haotian started to get excited. Could it be that I had some adventure or that I was the reincarnation of a god?

"No matter what, being able to break through the mind Bible is not a bad thing anyway. Let's practice it all from the first level. I hope that extreme joy will not lead to sorrow."

After ten hours of continuous practice, Zhang Haotian was sure that he had completely reached the sixth level of the Mind Bible. Everything in the sea of ​​consciousness was clearly visible, and his body was completely see-through. A radius of dozens of miles was constantly changing in his sea of ​​consciousness like a live broadcast.

"Third brother."

Zhang Haotian found a black car ten miles away from his cabin. The black car belonged to Zhang Haotian's sworn third brother Li Dong. When he saw the direction of the car, Zhang Haotian knew that Li Dong was coming to see him and stopped quickly.

Practice.

"Meditating on the Bible is really a good thing. I will have more energy to do part-time jobs in the future."

Zhang Haotian has always been optimistic. Although he became an orphan ten years ago, he does not live in painful memories because of this. Instead, he is full of passion and yearning for life.

A few minutes after Zhang Haotian stopped practicing, Li Dong came to the small rental house.

"Fifth brother, today is the weekend. Third brother will take you to dinner." Li Dong explained his intention as soon as he came in.

"Third brother, why are you here? I have to rush to work later? You should ask fourth brother to accompany you?"

"I said fifth brother, you can't always work such a lifeless job. Today is the weekend, just take it as a half-day holiday. Third brother hasn't invited you to dinner for a long time. Some of my friends want to meet the best boy from Yulong High School.

If you don't go, Third Brother will lose his face."

"What a great boy, you guys just give me random nicknames."

"Fifth brother, I can honestly say that this top boy is not a nickname. The entire Yulong High School knows it. It's not just a matter of brother."


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