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Chapter 2 Source Power

To be fair, his body is indeed a little weak, and he feels breathless when he takes two steps. The last time he lasted, he almost lost his life, and he is definitely not suitable for martial arts practice.

"However, in order to escape from danger of life, we still have to find a way to practice martial arts."

Although he went up to Yueshan, Chen Ming did not forget what he heard before when he was at the foot of the mountain.

The predecessor of this body died inexplicably. If he didn't want to follow the footsteps of this body, he would work hard.

Since he came to Yueshan, practicing martial arts naturally became his only hope.

In the evening, in a courtyard.

Chen Ming sighed deeply after gently putting down his luggage.

"A day has passed"

Living quietly on his bed, looking at the strange house, Chen Ming murmured to himself.

From early morning to evening, he had been on the road this day, and he finally had time to rest until now.

A violent feeling of sleepiness came from his mind, causing his eyelids to fight and touch each other from time to time.

The vision in front of me gradually became hazy, and a little inexplicable purple color passed by me, like an illusion.

"wrong!"

The next moment, Chen Ming suddenly woke up, and his somewhat tired brain suddenly woke up.

He stared blankly at the front of him, and to be precise, he was looking at something in front of him.

Source: 0.14.

"What's the matter?"

Looking at the thing that appeared inexplicably in front of him, Chen Ming was stunned and stayed there for a moment.

It was not until a long time later that he realized: "What is the source power?"

"I can be sure that I didn't have this thing in my previous life... So is this thing owned by this body or did it only exist after I traveled through time?"

After touching his head and looking at the thing in front of him, Chen Ming had a headache: "And... what's the use of this thing?"

Looking at the scene of the source power that appeared in front of him, he felt a little excited, and the sleepiness he had originally had disappeared immediately.

The next day, early morning.

When the sun rose from the sky and the sunlight illuminated the earth, Chen Ming stared at a pair of deep dark circles and walked into the Wenyuan with a yawn.

Yesterday, under Fang Jia's leadership, he already knew his position, so he came over directly at this moment.

"This junior brother?"

I walked to my position and just sat down. In front of me, a voice came.

Chen Ming looked up and saw a man sitting in front of him.

It was a young man in a long robe. He didn't look too old, about sixteen or seventeen years old. He was holding a book in his hand and was looking at him with curious eyes.

"This junior brother is so handsome. Is this the first time I've been here?"

Looking at Chen Ming, who was sitting behind him with deep black and white eyes, the young man twitched and asked curiously.

"Hello, senior brother."

Chen Ming nodded tiredly, his words sounded a little listless.

It's no wonder that no one doesn't sleep all night, he may not look energetic the next day.

Chen Ming was only fourteen years old in this life. He was growing up. He was not as experienced as he had in his previous life. He would naturally feel uncomfortable when he stayed up all night.

"My junior brother doesn't seem to have a good rest last night."

In front of him, looking at Chen Ming's appearance, the young man was speechless, and then he said seriously: "I'm Wang Li, a person from Fengcheng."

"I came a month earlier than my junior. If I don't know anything, I can ask me."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Wang."

Chen Ming looked up at Wang Li in front of him, and then reported his name: "Chen Ming, a Longshui person."

"So it's Junior Brother Chen." Wang Li nodded, looking like he suddenly realized.

He looked very enthusiastic. He kept asking questions while his morning class had not started, without looking at Chen Ming's deep dark circles.

Chen Ming just dealt with it in a mess, occasionally looking around.

There were not many people in the hall in front of me, including Chen Ming and Wang Li, there were only eight people in total, and they were generally very young.

While Wang Li kept talking, the others were holding books in their hands and reading books there, and they all seemed very serious.

After a while, an old man with a thin figure and wearing a teacher's robe walked in from outside, walked to the podium in front, looked at the new Chen Ming, and didn't say much, but started talking directly.

What he explained is not complicated, and most of them are the meaning of some ancient Chinese texts. Even if he hasn't heard the previous content, Chen Ming can understand it.

However, during the class, his mind was constantly sleepy, which made him feel urge to lie down and sleep.

Feeling this impulse, he shook his head and lowered his head again.

Source: 0.23.

"The source power has increased again."

Looking at the increased source power on his body, Chen Ming was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

He discovered this as early as last night.

But for Chen Ming, he was not clear about the usage of the source power for the time being. Even if it increased, he could only watch it for the time being, and it had no other effect.

However, this is not bad.

Although I don’t know what this source power is, it is always good to grow.

This thought flashed through my mind, and then a wave of sleepiness continued to surge, forcing Chen Ming to support his head with one hand and suppress the sleepiness in his mind and look at the podium ahead.

In this inexplicable entanglement, the time of this class passed quickly.

The Literature Academy courses in Yueshan School are not considered high. After the morning class is over, there is nothing else.

On that day, Chen Ming slept in the yard for a day in the afternoon before he replenishing the energy he lost last night.

The next day, the same morning class was the same.

Life in Yueshan School is very simple.

As a student of the Literature School, Chen Ming spent the rest of his time walking on the mountain except for going to class in the morning, and there was nothing special about it.

In this peaceful life, a month passed quickly.

"It has been a whole month since I came to Yueshan."

In an elegant courtyard, sitting quietly on a stone, looking at the scenery outside, Chen Ming looked at the sky bored.

Although life on Yueshan is quiet, it is a bit boring for Chen Ming.

The entertainment activities in this world are too scarce. When you are on Yueshan, there are even fewer entertainments inside, which are unattractive to Chen Ming, a modern person.

After staying on this Yueshan for a whole month and memorizing ancient books for a whole month, Chen Ming felt that he was about to turn into a salted fish.

The wind from the outside was still blowing gently, accompanied by a fresh air, and a sound of footsteps came from outside.
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