"Horses are good at being ridden, and people are weak and bullied, as it has been since ancient times!"

Chen Heng, who was carrying an empty basket on the way home, was full of anger - the fruits of his labor today were pitiful enough, but Meng Anhu still refused to let him go, and forcibly took away the largest source stone weighing eight catties. In the end, the source stone that Chen Heng dug up today could only be exchanged for three taels of spiritual rice, which was less than half a meal.

In this way, not to mention the blood qi pill, tomorrow's food will be stretched, and it will be worrying.

Chen Heng was already very economical, but no matter how much he worked and died, he couldn't save much surplus food. In order to survive, he was always struggling on the brink of death.

Returning to his humble home with a heavy heart, Chen Heng first sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, did some homework, adjusted his body, and recovered his strength.

After relaxing, Chen Heng sat on the bed in a daze, looking at everything in the room, dazed.

He had a dream, and only when he had this beautiful dream could he forget the footsteps of death and work hard.

"Cultivation on the way, take oneself as the fulcrum, explore the eight wildernesses, prove the mysteries of heaven and earth, broad and profound, endless, there are the acquired body realm, the innate secret realm, the transcendent law realm, the mixed yuan dao realm, the difference between the four realms. ”

Chen Heng couldn't remember which idle book he saw such words in, and since then he has firmly remembered and imprinted deeply.

In the dream, he broke through the ten heavens of the acquired body realm, and then stepped into the innate secret realm, breaking through the five realms: "Chenggang Realm", "Jindan Realm", "Yuan Shen Realm", "Law Phase Realm", "Heaven and Man Realm", and became a strong man who can slash demons with a sword, enter and exit the green underworld, and dominate the world!

But even in his dream, Chen Heng never thought about the "Transcendent Law Realm" and "Mixed Yuan Dao Realm" behind the Innate Secret Realm, such a realm is mysterious and mysterious, far from being accessible and imaginary by a civilian of his status.

"It's just a dream......"

Chen Heng was reluctant to admit it, but reason still made him have to recognize the reality.

He sat on the bed, clenched his fists, and could only feel the power of the acquired body strength and double heaven.

Looking around, those who live a rough life with him, who are shallow in cultivation, and have to fight for three meals a day, the highest to death is only the fifth level of the day after tomorrow, which is the limit.

In addition to a variety of exercise methods, the most important thing is to eat well, eat well, and give all kinds of nutrients.

This alone is not something that he Chen Heng can hope for.

"Acquired, innate, transcendental, mixed. ”

Chen Heng wanted to fold his hands and count them, how far away he was from the extravagant hopes in his dreams now, but he couldn't.

Even if it was the innate peak of his fantasy limit, he was still 108,000 miles away at the moment, more than ten realms short, even if he was on the left and right, it was not enough.

"Whew~~"

Chen Heng let out a long breath of turbid air and slammed his fist on the bed, and the old bed moaned and almost collapsed.

He fell on the bed, muttered through the hole in the roof, "Sister, how are you doing now?"

Chen Heng has a sister-in-law who is a fellow mother.

In his impression, his sister Chen Ying has always been the image of the yellow-haired girl who follows his ass, not beautiful, but without her, Chen Heng can't live.

"Sister, my brother is so useless, when will I be able to find you back?

How do you know if you're doing well?

Are you being bullied?

If someone bullies you, can I, the elder brother, stand up for you?"

The more Chen Heng thought about it, the more he hated, hated himself for being useless, and missed his sister Chen Ying more and more.

Chen Heng's sister, like him, has been frail and sickly since she was a child, and fortunately she met a nobleman.

It was a kind old man who took a fancy to his sister's cultivation talent and brought her back to raise her. Chen Heng's Blood Qi Pill was mostly left by that nobleman and helped him get through the most difficult years.

If not, Chen Heng is afraid that he will not even have a chance to survive.

"Sister, brother will definitely find you and reunite with you.

Watching you do well, is it good?"

Over the years, for that day, no matter how hard and tired Chen Heng was, he still gritted his teeth and persevered, never daring to give up lightly.

"First enter the innate world!"

"Only by entering the innate and becoming an official monk can you have the opportunity to worship the sect and find your sister. ”

This is Chen Heng's wish, and it is also the wish of the miners around him.

The miners want to become sect monks, an outer disciple, and for them it is like flying on the branches and becoming phoenixes. As for becoming an inner disciple and being assigned to a private Lingtian manor, tsk, they didn't dare to think of such a beautiful thing in their dreams.

Chen Heng didn't think about that.

He just wants to be strong, keep being strong, save his life, get his sister back, and do his duty as an older brother.

"Innate! Innate! Innate!"

Chen Heng gritted his teeth and sat up again, even if he was exhausted from a day's work, he had to insist on cultivating for a while, even if it was just for a while.

Almost with great perseverance, he forced another week, his body was overdrawn to the limit, and sweat rained down.

Finally, I had to relax and gasp for breath, and then I remembered the heart-shaped bloodstone that I had inadvertently dug up during the day.

Chen Heng took it out and played with it in his hand.

"I don't know if this thing can be exchanged for Lingmi, if it can be exchanged, it may be able to get you through the current difficulties. ”

Chen Heng thought so, and there was a faint glimmer of hope in his heart.

Where he lives, ten miles to the south, is Mengjia Zhenfang City, where there is a shop called "Antiquities Zhai" that specializes in buying antiques.

The so-called antiques are the living items that have existed for more than 100 years, although they are not magic weapons and do not have any power, but they are all made of materials that can automatically absorb spiritual energy, such as clay, crystal iron, and fine wood.

Some will also be arranged with simple formations, and after a certain number of years, they can absorb and store an indefinite amount of aura, which can be used for *out.

The purchase of antiques is actually the purchase of the aura contained in the antiques, and the price is naturally calculated according to the value of the aura.

"This kind of texture has never been seen on modern objects. Well, its history of existence is very long, and the aura it absorbs should be expensive. Chen Heng groaned.

As early as thousands of years ago, with the development of handicrafts, in order to pursue beauty, various totemic patterns have been replaced by carving art. Lines like the one on this stone are long gone.

After confirming this, Chen Heng felt that what he was grasping in the palm of his hand was no longer a stone, but a large pile of white spiritual rice, and his eyes couldn't help but glow.

What's more heart-stirring than Lingmi?

"It's useless to think about it, it's more realistic to take it directly to the antiquities and sell it. ”

Having made up his mind, Chen Heng ignored his tiredness and wanted to die, and rushed out of the door and went straight to Fang City.

Mengjiafang City is not large, with only more than 20 shops, but there are rice shops, taverns, pharmacies, etc., and there are all kinds of items for sale.

At this time, the street is brightly lit, people come and go, it is very lively, most of the shops are constantly people in and out, but the antiquities are very deserted.

After all, antiques are a rare existence, and under the torrent of time, there are very few living items that can be preserved intact.

As soon as Chen Heng entered, the bored guy greeted him and asked, "This little brother wants to sell antiques?"

Chen Heng nodded in response and took out the heart-shaped bloodstone.

Seeing the extraordinary style of bloodstone, the man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he changed to a warm smile: "Little brother, please come with me, I will ask the shopkeeper to personally help you identify." ”

Chen Heng followed him into the back hall, where a middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper was busy inside.

I saw him carefully put a bottle on the table, the bottle looked familiar, and it was clearly a night pot.

The shopkeeper didn't have the slightest disgust, as if he was touching his beloved lover, he touched the bottle all over again, and then he raised his right hand and pinched a strange trick, and Huo Ran covered it on the mouth of the night pot.

Airplanes!

There was a very slight sound, and the night pot trembled slightly, and after a while, a trace of white light visible to the naked eye was densely highlighted on the bottle body, and it was lively swimming, which was the aura.

As if hearing a call, this multitude of spiritual energy continued to gather in the palm of the shopkeeper, and the scene was very peculiar.

"Practicing Qigong!"

Chen Heng stared intently at the shopkeeper's every move, and his eyes were full of envy that could not be concealed.

This "Refining Qigong" is a very important life skill, which is a special exercise for stripping away aura, and it is extremely versatile, such as being used for * source stones.

It must be known that cultivators below the realm of heaven and man cannot directly absorb the aura from the hard carrier, so they must first take out the aura* and process it into a liquid state, and then take supplements.

But how can the realm of heaven and man be cultivated by ordinary people?

Ordinary people basically rely on swallowing the thin spiritual energy in the air, or ingesting the spiritual energy contained in the diet such as the spiritual rice spirit fruit, and when they have the conditions, they can directly drink all kinds of processed spiritual liquids and take pills.

Chen Heng has always been very eager to learn "Refining Qigong", so that he will have a skill, and he will no longer have to be a coolie miner.

However, how easy is it to learn "Refining Qigong"? Just a few hundred catties of spiritual rice in exchange for the secret book of the exercises are enough for him to break his head if he wants to--make it -- he can't make it up if he wants to.

After half a cup of tea, all the aura on the night pot was stripped out, and it condensed into a small ball of light in the palm of the shopkeeper's hand.

"Hey, yes, there's a hundred and fifty units of aura. ”

The shopkeeper smiled to himself, waved his hand, and flicked the light into a jade bottle prepared next to him, and then sealed it.

"Shopkeeper, there's something for you to look at. The man said at the right time.

The shopkeeper first responded very reservedly, and when he saw the bloodstone handed over by Chen Heng, he couldn't help but blurt out in surprise: "Heartstone? Hey, this thing is very rare, and the little brother can still dig it up?"

It turns out that it's called Heart's Blood Stone! Since it has this reputation, it should be worth a lot of spiritual rice!

Chen Heng held back the excitement in his heart and replied, "I'm a miner. ”

The shopkeeper sighed in understanding and asked no more. Miners, because of the nature of their profession, are the easiest people to find antiques.

He took the Heartstone and said with a smile: "Five thousand years of jewelry, I still come across it for the first time, I hope it will not disappoint me." ”

Quickly activated the spell, and the big hand covered the bloodstone.