Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 270 Happy New Year in October)(2/2)

In the room, Su Chen sat cross-legged on the jade puppet, quietly breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and consolidating his own cultivation.

From the first level of the Fuku Realm, absorbing the Earth Spirit Dragon Marrow directly reaches the peak of the Fuku Realm. This process can be achieved overnight, like pulling seedlings to encourage growth.

Although the spiritual energy in his body is very stable and pure, his current foundation is as empty as duckweed floating on a lake.

If this continues, his martial arts foundation will inevitably be impacted.

"Fortunately, I have the thirteenth spiritual vein and the same as the five elements, otherwise all my cultivation may fail now."

Su Chen sighed.

But it's not too late, it's enough to make up for it.

To activate Taizu's mind method, constantly incorporating the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth into the body, and gradually building the empty part and consolidating it!

This process is like re-experience the feeling of starting from the first level of the Furnace Realm. Every brick and tile, or even the placement cannot be wrong.

In this way, three days passed in a flash.

Just yesterday, news came from Kyoto that he had a battle with Su Chen in Beijing on the first day of October.

"On September 23rd, there are seven days left before the agreed date, which is enough for me to consolidate and stabilize the cultivation level of the fifth level of the Furnace Realm."

Su Chen stood tall and looked at the stars in the sky, with a little cold and melancholy deep in his eyes.

This mundane night is no different from the divine realm.

The first day of October was the day when he parted with his mother ten years ago.

In the cold and humid place of the cold palace, the candlelight shaking and the light shadows are mottled.

A haggard woman sat on the tattered bed, and the cold wind stormed her. Even if the moonlight shone on his face, it would be difficult to demonstrate her even pale face.

The way Su Chen was hiding pain in his body, almost unwilling to let himself discover it, until now, it made Su Chen feel very distressed when he recalled it.

Su Chen, who is only six years old, sat on a small wooden stool. There was a ball of charred sweet potato in front of him, which was so hot. Although this sweet potato was the only one, he felt that it was the most delicious thing in the world.

The woman concentrates her mind and looks kind and soft, saying, "Chen'er, you are going to travel a long distance today. Although you are still young, my mother may not have the chance to meet you in the future, but some words must be told to you now, and you must keep them firmly in your heart. Do you know?"

The ignorant little Su Chen nodded. That night was the last time Su Chen knew about the meeting ten years later.
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next