The altar was completely shattered.

A heart-piercing pain followed, making Chen An frown slightly.

Fortunately, he has long been full of resistance in this regard, so that he will not be rolled on the ground in pain.

His idea is also simple.

Since the shattering of the altar is an established fact, and it cannot be reversed.

Then just let it shatter a little more completely.

It's nothing more than a body of cultivation that comes to naught, starting from scratch.

But Chen An didn't feel so sad.

He may not be very talented in other areas, but when it comes to cultivation, he is still somewhat confident.

In the ninth life, he explored the mortal dust for three days and stepped into qi training.

Then the foundation was laid in the next 30 days, and the Dan was formed in March.

For him, breaking through the realm is as simple as eating and drinking.

Any bottleneck encountered by a normal monk does not exist here in Chen An.

His body automatically absorbs the aura of heaven and earth all the time, and even eating and sleeping are all cultivation.

His body is like a tempting pastry to the aura between heaven and earth, tempting those aura wandering between heaven and earth anytime and anywhere.

That's why Chen An often puts a sentence on his lips.

"Cultivation is not a difficult thing in the first place."

It's nothing more than waiting for the spiritual power to accumulate to a certain extent, and then breaking through the realm and it's over.

Everything fell into place, as it should be.

Other monks practiced against the sky, cultivating diligently all the time, and did not dare to stop for half a moment in order to seek the Great Dao.

But Chen An is different.

Practice, you should eat and drink, that's enough.

……

……

The-yellow minibus finally staggered into the town and came to a slow stop at a traffic light.

Chen An turned his head to look out the window, and the scenery seemed so strange and familiar.

The strangeness is because he has gone through nine lifetimes and is still a teenager when he returns, so he feels a little strange.

Familiarity is because the town is an indelible part of his memory.

Potholes, deserted streets.

He didn't have much of an impression of Qingshi, but he remembered many things in the town clearly.

For example, if you drive a few hundred meters further on, you can see the old iron gate of the welfare home.

There is also the tobacco, alcohol and non-staple food store on the side of the road, which has also been open for many years, and the shops next to it have changed one after another, but it is still standing.

There is also the grandmother who has a stall in front of the cigarette hotel, and she will show up here on time every afternoon around 3 o'clock.

Because the elementary school across the street usually ends at four o'clock.

Since it is opened opposite the elementary school, the stall sells some of the things that children love to eat.

For example, hot dog sausages, scallion pancakes, and so on.

However, Chen An's favorite is the cold noodles rolled by his grandmother.

The noodles are very strong, and the condiments are also very appetizing.

Thoughts are wandering for no reason, and everything in the town never seems to change.

It has not been affected by the rapid development of modern society.

After all, it's just a smaller town under a small city.

Except for a few left-behind children, there are hardly any other young people in the town.

At this time, there was a men's argument at the front of the minibus.

Chen An followed the sound and saw the driver of the minibus holding the steering wheel with one hand, and holding the mobile phone to his ear with the other.

His mouth spewed out a lot of spit because of his impatient speech.

"I know, I know, isn't it annoying for you to call every day?"

"Bring it, don't you forget to bring a soy sauce last time, how many things do you want to say? It's really big-brained. ”

"Okay, let's not talk about it, I'll get off work right away, and I'll ...... you when I come back."

The man's intermittent words came, and it should be that his wife was urging him to go home.

Although the town is a little backward and the salary is a little lower, it is fortunate that it is close to home and does not have to work overtime.

The green light turned on, and the minibus shuddered and started slowly.

When he arrived at the roadside of the welfare home, Chen An shouted and got out of the car.

This kind of town bus is like this, on call, there is no stop at the platform.

Chen An got out of the car and looked at the sky, the sky was already a little dark at this time.

The surrounding area is also quiet, except for a small store next to the welfare home.

Chen An raised his legs and walked over.

The boss is a bearded uncle, I heard that he struggled in the big city for a long time in his early years, and once created a small town myth of a million monthly incomes.

However, the good times did not last long, and in the second year, because of his addiction to stock speculation, there was not a single pants left to lose.

Others are afraid that I will increase my position, and others will lose a small amount and I will go bankrupt.

Since then, he has been poised and has lived a muddy life all day long, and his once sweet wife has also run away after three months.

But the uncle never said a bad word about a woman.

He just silently packed his bags and returned to the town where he was born and raised.

Then I borrowed a sum of money from my former good buddies and opened a commissary.

Now I guard this commissary every day, watch the balls, and drink a little wine.

In short, you can't escape the life of most frustrated middle-aged men.

The uncle's name is Wang Liang, and the signboard hanging in the commissary is Wang Liang's non-staple food store.

He was lying in a rocking chair with his hands behind his head and his eyes squinting at TV.

Hearing the footsteps, the man raised his head, and when he saw that it was Chen An, he quickly turned over and got up.

The uncle smiled heartily, "Good guy, isn't this the big champion of our town, why did you come back quietly?" ”

Chen An smiled back: "Uncle Wang, you're back." ”

Wang Liang smiled and subconsciously pulled it out of his trouser pocket, but he immediately remembered that the young man in front of him didn't smoke, so he put it back again.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

He patted the shelves and sighed with emotion, "There are so many children going out of the welfare home, and you kid is the one who likes to run back the most." ”

"Maybe it's because the big cities are too busy."

Wang Liang looked over, "What, I think your Uncle Wang hasn't been in a big city, right?" ”

As he spoke, he wanted to brag about the glorious deeds of the year.

But when he saw the young man's plain appearance, he laughed at himself, and he didn't laugh at himself.

He turned around and said, "Busy, how busy can it be?" It's just that I'm used to staying in a big city and don't want to come back. ”

"You kid said this, is it that when you go to college in the future, you will graduate, and you will be 'busy'?"

Chen An shook his head, "I'm not busy, I'll come back more often, and I'll come back for them." ”

Wang Liang sighed, "Okay, don't talk to you, I'll get you whatever you want." ”

Chen An glanced at the shelves, most of them were spicy snacks that children love to eat, as well as more common oil, salt, soy sauce, etc.

He gestured to the pile of snacks.

"Pack a little bit of everything."

These small snacks for a few cents are deeply loved by the children in the welfare home.

When Chen An was young, he also liked it.

After so many years, he has grown up, but the snacks have not changed.

The price is also as cheap as ever.