Chenluo solemnly agreed to Lao Dao, and then ran back with apprehension, but extremely excited, and didn't care why Lao Dao looked lonely and reluctant.

It's just that, the next day, Chenluo woke up, but he still didn't see the old way back, for some reason, Chenluo didn't have a thought in his heart, the old way will not come back, and afterwards, it did prove Chenluo's guess.

In the days that followed, Chenluo naturally began to practice the inner strength at night while practicing martial arts, but soon after, Chenluo began to suspect that Lao Dao was just fooling himself, because Chenluo didn't feel that he had changed anything.

Fortunately, Chenluo is very obsessed with martial arts, so he insisted on it for more than two years, and the hard work paid off, and in the third year, Chenluo suddenly tasted the sweetness.

It was one night, when I was resting normally in the nameless inner strength method, suddenly there seemed to be something more in my mind, my whole body was comfortable, and I even accidentally found that my hearing had become super strong, and I could actually hear the sound of insects arching the soil in the ground within a radius of a few meters.

Chenluo even felt like he was going crazy at that moment, otherwise he would have hallucinated, but another discovery told him that it was true, because Chenluo found that his eyesight was surprisingly good.

Chenluo's family is poor, and there are nothing valuable for fear of being stolen, so he always doesn't close the door when he sleeps at night in the summer, and he looks out along the door, and the dark night doesn't seem to be so dark, and Chenluo can see something the size of a palm dozens of meters away, and it's clear.

At that moment, Chenluo completely believed in the old way, and of course he was even more grateful to the old way, but unfortunately he didn't know what happened to the old way, whether he had returned to his hometown, or was dead.

In the days to come, Chenluo worked hard to practice that piece of internal strength, but unfortunately, no matter how hard Chenluo tried, there was no progress, except for the brain is clearer, the reaction is faster, the body is more agile, and the hearing and eyesight have also improved a pitiful point, nothing magical has happened.

Despite this, Chenluo has not given up, persevered, never stopped, resting this internal strength method, the benefits are obvious, in the future in the days of the underworld, fighting and killing, he has almost never been injured, in addition to his natural strength, he has been practicing martial arts diligently, the biggest reliance is on this nameless exercise, after all, the advantages of hearing and vision, plus the speed of body reactions, are not comparable to ordinary people.

Unexpectedly, when I crossed into this world, the nameless exercise would still run automatically, with this kind of unexpected function, which had never happened in the original world, could it be that this is also the sequelae of the crossing?

Chenluo shook his head vigorously, the memory he got from Voldemort was very incomplete, and he couldn't determine the reason after all the circumstances, in the end, it was still that sentence, if he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it, this was his motto, when did he start thinking about such a complicated problem as a layman, and he was happy to think about it.

Chenluo stood up, holding Voldemort's bag in his hand and dangling it in front of him, of course, now that he knew that this was a storage bag, which was equivalent to a moving warehouse, which made Chenluo very excited, monk, maybe there were a lot of good things in it.

It's a pity,Chen Luo wasted half a day.,I don't know how to use this thing.,During the period,He also tried to use the method he saw in the original novel.,That is, what bullshit consciousness is used to open this storage bag.,It's a pity.,It's still a shame.,The reason is that the divine consciousness is what it is.,I don't know.。

Chenluo smiled bitterly, and could only ignore the storage bag for the time being, but he was afraid of losing it, and when he looked up and down, he was happy, and he didn't know where to put it, and finally tied the storage bag to the rope hanging the purple gold gourd around his neck.

After disposing of the storage bag, Chenluo was about to walk towards the boar, but suddenly shook his head again, retreated, and started digging a pit with a short sword on the spot, trying to bury Voldemort on the spot.

Although Chenluo is not a righteous man and a gentleman, he is not a person who is extremely evil, not to mention, the underworld, he pays attention to personal death grievances, and it is better to have a good fate than anything else, maybe one day he will be killed by himself, and someone can collect his own body.

It's a pity that Chenluo really doesn't have much patience, although it won't take much trouble to dig a pit with his strength, plus Voldemort himself is just a dwarf, it's really pitiful, but this guy still only dug a small pit in a hurry.

"Damn, only buttocks and thighs can go in, forget it, it's good if you can collect a corpse for you, I believe you won't be so particular. ”

Chenluo was talking to himself, and at the same time, he stacked Voldemort with his hands, pressed it, and just made a ball, stuffed it into a small pit, and kicked the surrounding soil a few times with his feet, and buried it hastily.

After doing all this, Chenluo seemed to be in a good mood, holding a short sword in his hand, and looked around again, and found that there was indeed nothing missing, so he walked towards the big boar carcass.

There is information about this big boar in the fragmented memory of devouring Voldemort, although this big boar that has just opened his mind and is not even a first-level demon beast is not looked at by Voldemort in the middle stage of foundation building, but he knows that this wild boar skin is worth more or less among those low-level monks.

Chenluo was poor and white, and he was not qualified to be picky, so he quickly shook to the front of the big wild boar, waved the short sword in his hand, and began to peel the skin, not to mention, thanks to this short sword, otherwise Chenluo really had nothing to do with this wild boar skin, it was too special and hard, and it was full of willfulness.

It took two hours, and it was finally done, looking at the pieces of wild boar skin on the ground, Chenluo remembered something, picked the more tender parts of the wild boar and cut a few large pieces of meat, which were dozens of catties.

Packing the wild boar skin, the meat piece was carried with a large wooden stick that had been found again, and Chenluo left here humming a little song, he decided to find a new place to rest tonight, it was a dead man again, and the carcass of a wild boar was too disgusting.

God opened his eyes, before the sky completely darkened, Chenluo finally found a cave on a small stone mountain, the entrance of the cave is a straight up and down inside, only by following the old vine can climb up, the entrance of the cave is more than ten meters high from the ground, and there is no need to worry about beasts at night.

The inside of the cave is not big, but for Chenluo, it is more than enough, the cave is seven or eight meters deep, dry enough, Chenluo spent some effort to get a lot of dry firewood up, and tossed for more than an hour before lighting a fire.

Chenluo looked at the pork that was being smoked on the fire, and then looked at the leather skirt made of wild boar skin on his body, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, very satisfied, after all, he was not an exhibitionist.

A few hours later, Chen Luo was full of wine and food, ready to rest, but before resting, he sat down cross-legged first, he was ready to rest the nameless internal exercises, three or four hours a day, this has been a habit for more than ten years.

However, this time it seemed destined to happen, just when Chenluo's mind was completely quiet and the internal strength of the mind began to run, countless points of light suddenly appeared in the surrounding air, gold, blue, red, yellow, five colors.

These points of light seemed to be attracted by Chenluo, and all the moths were like moths to the flames, and they all submerged into Chenluo's body, Chenluo seemed to be unaware at first, but as the points of light gathered more and more, the small purple gold gourd hanging on Chenluo's chest suddenly flickered.