I don't know how long it took, the thick fog around Chen Cheng gradually dissipated, but he still fell into a deep sleep. The room has not changed in any way.

"Di Di Di, Di Di Di ......" A rapid alarm woke up Chen Cheng, he got up sleepily and turned off the alarm, sat for a while before quickly getting dressed, and hurriedly rushed down the stairs.

After being in a coma for three days, Chen Cheng didn't want to interrupt his morning exercise that lasted for six or seven years. Before he reached the small square, he saw his father in the distance.

"Why don't you rest for a few more days, how do you feel? If not, I'll work out in a few days. Chen Guotao said to his son while wiping his sweat with a towel.

"Don't worry, Dad, my little life is precious, I'll tell you if I have something, you continue, don't worry about me. Chen Cheng didn't think so, he really didn't feel anything uncomfortable......

"I'm tired today, I'll rest for a while to see if you have regressed!" Chen's father waved his hand and sat on the chair to watch his son practice boxing, Chen Cheng of course understood that it was because his father was not at ease with him.

After a set of punches, I saw that his movements were strong and powerful, stretched and generous, and the essentials of his fists and feet were vividly played, not only Father Chen on the side sighed to himself, but even other people who practiced in the morning were also praised.

A quarter of an hour later, the father and son went home together, Chen Cheng washed his face, and hurried to the school after eating breakfast in two or three bites.

The college entrance examination is coming in two months, and his dream is Kyoto University, which is second to none in China, not because of the yearning for the school, but because a girl who once made him think about it said that he would apply for that university in the future.

The power of love is great, and it can even stimulate a person's potential, but the reality is extremely cruel, because Chen Cheng is a serious partial student, whether he can be admitted to a book or not, Kyoto University is undoubtedly a fool's dream for him.

As the sun sets, the earth is bathed in the afterglow, and when the last rays of light slowly dissipate at the end of the twilight on the earth, the day passes with the tired figure dragging the tired figure through the hustle and bustle of the city.

Zhu Huaqing is Chen Cheng's playmate who grew up together, and the two have always been in the same class since they were children, and they live in the same community, so the two are usually glued together, and they also have a common feature that they are the same size and the same thinness.

Compared with Chen Cheng, Zhu Huaqing is still fatter, so I don't know when he has been called chubby, and his classmates are speechless, but over time, he has become accustomed to shouting.

After school, the two walked on the way home, and Chubby chatted nonsense about what had happened at school in the past few days.

Unexpectedly, not long after he walked out, a face that made him extremely disgusted appeared in front of Chen Cheng, Wei Qiang, the reason why he hated him was because Wei Qiang reported his and Xue Mengting's early love to the school a year ago, and finally Xue Mengting was sent to study abroad by her father, and she has not been in touch since.

Wei Qiang also noticed the existence of Chen Cheng, it was not a chance encounter between the two of them who could meet here, Wei Qiang had been waiting for a long time, and there were two little followers accompanying him.

"Isn't this a handsome guy Chen, the hairstyle is still so cool!hahaha...... If a head grows a little taller, he can kill a star in seconds!" Wei Qiang laughed arrogantly.

Chen Cheng didn't know why Wei Qiang came to trouble him, this despicable villain still dared to laugh at himself, and he felt that the air around this kid was also echoed, and the new hatred was added to the old hatred!

"Bang", a small stone was kicked up by Chen Cheng and smashed into the wall not far from Wei Qiang and rolled down, in the face of provocation, Chen Cheng wanted to rush up and fight with blood, but in the end he was forced to suppress his anger.

It's easy to fight, but it's hard to say how the school will deal with it afterwards, the last puppy love incident has already caused a stir at school, and it's close to the college entrance examination, and he is not excellent, he doesn't want to be affected by a mouse.

"Oops! My feet hurt so much! The handsome guy admires you so much, it's a pity that you don't enter the national football team! haha......"

"Little fatty, let's go!" Chen Cheng combed his hair with his hand and didn't pay attention to Wei Qiang and the others, and continued to walk forward, only to hear the constant boos of the guys behind him, and all kinds of provocations, but Chen Cheng ignored them all.

In the early hours of the morning, Chen Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the alarm clock, just after five o'clock, but he was completely sleepy, recalling the scene in the dream just now, there was no difference at all from the same sound and content as yesterday, why!

"Where did that voice come from, and what does it mean?"

On the weekend, Chen Cheng took out his father's words and etymologies...... A lot of reference books, he wanted to figure out the meaning of those words in the dream as soon as possible, and the same dream and the same sound for three consecutive nights made Chen Cheng conclude that it should be the information that came to his brain that was causing trouble.

Because the incident was too strange for ordinary people to understand, Chen Cheng never told his parents, and he became more and more interested in the words in the dream, thinking that the old Chen family's devout worship of the ancestors for more than 300 years would not harm his little descendants.

"Emerald and emerald tents, red sand plates, the soul asks, the blood implicates ......", Chen Cheng looked at the two pages of text written on the paper before going to bed last night, and did not rush to look through the dictionary, but recalled everything he saw on the day of the sacrifice, and did not dare to omit the slightest, maybe something was neglected.

After recalling it several times, Chen Cheng couldn't find the slightest clue, and honestly annotated them one by one against the dictionary, although he didn't understand what he wanted to say about these words, but most of them still understood after finding out the key words, and the more he understood, the more Chen Cheng was surprised.

"Fei Curtain Green Tent, Red Sand Version" should be the red stone platform in the ancestral hall, but he doesn't have a green place?"

The general meaning of the latter is that when the children of the Chen family with cultivation talent are verified, they will automatically receive the inheritance of the ancestors of the Chen family, and the descendants who receive the inheritance must be gifted people.

"The Tao exists in the body, the Tao exists in the heart, and the Tao exists in all things. "You can only truly appreciate it if you slowly understand it.

"Cultivating the True Exercises", the inheritance of the Chen family turned out to be a legendary cultivation method that can lead to immortalization, is there really such a magical thing in the world? Could it be that the content described in the novel is not groundless? Why did the ancestor of the Chen family select the heirs in such a complicated way?

When Chen Cheng figured out the meaning of the Chinese character of Meng, the originally vague information in his brain became clearer and clearer, and through sorting, he found that this was a true cultivation method without a name, and countless questions naturally arose in his heart.

In the following time, Chen Cheng was completely immersed in the comprehension of the mantra of the nameless exercise, and what made him excited was that the content described in this exercise had been practiced in the dream realm when he was in a coma for the first time, and he had completed the qi induction into the body, which meant that he had successfully stepped into the threshold of cultivation before he knew it.

Could it be that feeling that something flowing in the body was the so-called vitality, as soon as he thought of this, Chen Cheng immediately couldn't help but want to verify his guess, but he needed a quiet environment to practice, and he couldn't be disturbed by others halfway, so he ran out first to explain to his parents, and told his little sister not to harass him, and then closed the door again and tried it with peace of mind.

With the cultivation experience in the dream realm, Chen Cheng quickly mastered the cultivation method, and it didn't take long for a magical energy mass in his body to start from the dantian and run along a fixed line over and over again, in the process, he could clearly perceive that the energy from the outside world drilled into the body from all around, and the energy in the dantian accumulated little by little.

After running the nameless exercises for two weeks, Chen Cheng stopped, and he decided to wait until the dead of night to practice in depth, because it was inconvenient during the day.

Late at night, Chen Cheng spread out the cushions, sat cross-legged on the ground and gradually immersed himself in the pleasure of cultivation, after seven or eight weeks of operation, the energy mass in his body was significantly stronger than before, but after cultivation, he found that the external energy pouring into his body was already like nothing, it seems that the vitality of heaven and earth is not an inexhaustible energy, and even if there is no good cultivation environment, even if he works hard, it will be in vain.

After finishing his work, he looked at the alarm clock on the table, and it was already past five o'clock in the morning.

"Ahh

"What's wrong with your body? Why is it oily and sticky?" Chen Cheng was just about to get up and looked down to see that his arm seemed to be stained with a layer of melted asphalt, and when he lifted his T-shirt, he found that he was like this all over his body, and he looked disgusting, and then looked at the cushion on the ground, which was even more miserable.

An hour later, Chen Cheng came downstairs with a new look, first threw away the dirty clothes and cushions that were difficult to wash, and then ran to the small square in advance for morning exercises. A few minutes later, there was a roar of exhaustion in the small square.

"You're sick! What are you calling early in the morning? I'm scared of my dogs......" An aunt who went out to walk the dog scolded Chen Cheng angrily.

"Hehe, Auntie, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Although Chen Cheng was scolded bloody, he was so excited that it didn't matter if a few more people scolded him.

Just now, he was shocked by the explosive power of his punch, and tried the bounce and speed again, even he couldn't believe that it was true, even the pig's head understood that it must be because of the cultivation of the nameless exercises, and he was so strong after only one day of practice, what would happen if he persisted!

Joy descends from the sky, how can he vent his excitement without yelling a few times. With such a big gain, Chen Cheng no longer had the intention of exercising in the morning, turned around and ran directly back home, he was thinking about whether it was necessary to let his parents join the cultivation together, not to mention that becoming a martial arts master could at least strengthen his body, but after thinking about it, he dispelled this idea again, and decided to wait until he thought about it.

Chen Cheng's habit of insisting on morning exercise was developed with his father, and it stands to reason that his father would have gotten up early at this time, so did his father want to be lazy.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, this is not wrong at all, Chen Cheng does not feel tired at all except for a little hungry now. After running to the kitchen and searching around, he returned to his room to continue studying the cultivation method.

What kind of person is the ancestor of the Chen family, how can he have such a miraculous exercise, and what is strange is why he has not been obtained by himself until now, is it possible that there is not a genius like himself in dozens of generations? Is there only such a scarce genius left on the earth? Chen Cheng wandered in the extremely inflated fantasy world that he had weaved.

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