late at night.
I didn't sleep in the early morning in the room, but sat cross-legged on the bed to exercise.
He was stuck on the last half step at the door of Zhenhai Realm and couldn't get over it. It had been stuck for more than a year. According to what the old monk Wude said, this situation should not happen.
In the opinion of old monk Wude, with Chen Ling's talent, there shouldn't be any shackles until at least the Vientiane Realm, but it happened to be stuck in the Zhenhai Realm, motionless.
After thinking for a long time, he said that he was missing something in the early morning and was unable to break through. But what exactly was missing, the old monk Wude refused to say anyway, and just let him figure it out on his own.
From that time on, he knew in the early hours of the morning that this world was different from what he originally thought. He originally thought that cultivation was to gather less to make more, and he would naturally break through. At worst, he would be struck by lightning a few times.
The result was completely different. There was already too much internal energy in the dantian, but it couldn't be broken through. I knew in my heart that something was wrong, but I had no clue at all.
If the old monk Wude hadn't often asked him to cultivate his mind and calm his energy in recent years, and his mentality had become quite tenacious, he might have collapsed long ago.
"Huh..." Chen Qing slowly stopped and exhaled a breath of turbid air. It took more than a minute to finish.
"Looks like it still doesn't work." Chen Chen raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. He still couldn't walk that half step, which made Chen Chen feel quite insecure.
Although the twelve realms of martial arts, as long as he has passed the Yujin realm, he can be regarded as a backbone even in the top sects, but Ling Chen still feels that it is not enough.
After all, in the future he will face at least one terrorist force like the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and he has no idea whether he is an enemy or a friend. Even if he is too involved with Ren Hongluan, he will be besieged by decent forces.
But if he were to completely cut off contact with Ren Hongluan and tell his true feelings, he would indeed be unwilling to do so. Of course, this had nothing to do with beauty.
But to live a new life, Chen Chen has made up his mind that he can do whatever he wants in this life, and no one can force him to do anything he doesn't want to do.
If he completely severed ties with Ren Hongluan because of the dangers in the future, it would not be in line with his philosophy.
"What's missing? Is this concept too vague? Doesn't cultivation also involve metaphysics?" Ling Chen said with a helpless smile.
But it has been stuck for so long, and I have slowly started to get used to it in the early morning. After all, if cultivation is really that easy, wouldn’t the Xiaoyao Realm be full of people on the street?
Unfortunately, what Ling Chen didn’t know was that his eyes were bleeding with envy even if his cultivation level was known. There are countless people in the world who have been stuck in the three realms of copper skin, iron bones, and jade tendons throughout their lives.
After all, just relying on one's own internal strength to polish it will take who knows how long it will take. Usually it is assisted by precious medicinal materials, and the amount of money spent is terrifying.
If you don't polish it well enough, you won't be able to break through. If you force a breakthrough, it will be useless in this life. If you don't want to be used as an experience pack for someone to skip levels and spawn monsters, you will need a huge amount of money.
Therefore, the vast majority of masters of the Three Realms spend their entire lives slowly making money until the moment of death.
Only if Chen Chen has a ceiling-level master like Old Monk Wude, he doesn't need to consider these things. Otherwise, even if Chen Chen's talent is ten times stronger, it will be useless.
In this life, people need both fate and luck. There will never be a shortage of geniuses in this world, but geniuses who are not lucky enough cannot be called geniuses.
If your life is good, you don't need to think about anything else. You can just focus on practicing. Others will naturally be taken care of for you. Even if you don't have enough talent, they will be piled on.
If you are lucky, you can pick up money while walking, and you can find treasures in the mountains. You can surpass most people without spending time and money, and even some descendants of great powers may not be able to catch up.
But someone like Ling Chen, who has good fortune and luck, has just learned to walk, and has a master who is in the realm of freedom in practice. He is caring and teaching, and there is no need for him to consider the medicinal materials.
The result of this is that Ling Chen is an eighteen-year-old at the peak of the land realm. At this age and cultivation level, even if you look at the whole world, you can't exceed the number on your hands.
But these early mornings, he had no idea that although he had lived in two lives, the only people he had seen in this life were ordinary people and the old monk Wude from the Happy Realm.
In this world, he is completely blind. The only advantage that time travel brings to him is that he is sensible.
Ling Chen didn't have much idea about the realm at all. When he knew that the old monk Wude was in the Xiaoyao realm, he just thought, "Ah, it sounds so awesome." That's all.
This led to Chen Chen's somewhat eager mentality, but he didn't realize it at all.
I stood up and stretched my body in the early morning, and my bones suddenly made a dense crackling sound.
"Go to the store to buy some food and drinks to kill some time. It's already this hour, so I won't sleep." He murmured to himself after opening the window in the early morning and looking at the position of the moon.
Wen Chen turned around and put on his outer robe and walked to the door. As soon as he opened the door, Chen Wen's expression suddenly changed.
It smells like blood!
Although the smell of blood is very light, it is very fresh. It is definitely not the kind of bloody smell produced by slaughtered animals, because that kind of bloody smell will never reach here unless there is a slaughterhouse downstairs.
Chen Qing slightly moved the fingers hidden in the monk's robe, and a touch of jade suddenly appeared on his hands. Then he opened the door and carefully observed the surroundings.
The ground had just been mopped not long ago and was still a little damp, and it had definitely been mopped more than once, but it did not alarm him while he was practicing. It was obviously not something that ordinary people could do.
Could it be that this is really a black shop? Ling Chen narrowed his eyes and walked over following the smell of blood.
After finding the source, he was stunned for a moment. He turned around and looked at the location of his room. He was only ten steps away from it, but he didn't notice it at all.
Was he too lax, or was the person who did it too skilled?
The door was locked, but Chen Chen couldn't help it. He stretched out his hand and flicked it, and the copper lock fell down without any damage. Chen Chen held it firmly in his hand.
Just as Chen Chen was about to open the door, Chen Chen's eyes narrowed and he turned to look at the stairs. A woman in black appeared there.
Her face was covered, and even her eyes were covered with a black gauze, but her curvy figure told Chen Chen that she was definitely a woman.
"Monk, this matter has nothing to do with you. Don't meddle in other people's business." The woman said, her voice hoarse and neutral. She obviously changed her voice on purpose, not wanting her true voice to be known in the morning.
"This female donor, what you said is wrong. As a monk, how can I ignore this matter?" Ling Chen smiled and asked softly.
"You only need to know that this person deserves death. Don't say more." The woman took a deep breath and replied coldly.
Ling Chen tilted his head and looked at the woman in the distance, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He just discovered that when he said those words, the fingers of the woman's right hand hooked unnaturally, which was obviously a sign of wanting to take action.
But he didn't take action. Instead, he explained to him.
It's really interesting. Going down the mountain is really fun.
"Donor, do you think he is guilty just because you say he is guilty?" Ling Chen asked unhurriedly.
"Are you leaving or not?" The woman in black asked in a cold voice, obviously angry.
"What if the poor monk doesn't leave?" Ling Chen smiled slightly when he heard this.
"You... Okay! Okay! Okay!" The woman in black sneered through gritted teeth.
Ling Chen raised his eyebrows. The moment the woman spoke, she obviously wanted to curse, but for some reason she changed her words.
Things are getting more and more interesting...
