Chen Yanjun suddenly felt so hungry!

He must have slept all day.

Chen Yanjun stood up and found that there were many snacks, meatballs and fruits on the desk, and spiritual tea was also prepared.

With a grateful heart, Chen Yanjun ate and drank enough.

When you go out, the backyard is full of life and spring.

He felt a completely new physical state and was eager to punch.

So, he punched the old locust tree.

boom!

The two-person-thick old locust tree didn't move at all.

After three breaths, the leaves are flying, birds are running away, and the branches are whistling.

Chen Yanjun looked at his fist in surprise, as if he had internal strength...

It seems that the third realm and physical skills complement each other and achieve each other.

This is just a matter of superb skills!

There is a lot to be done in human body art.

At this time, Xiaoyue came over.

The weather is warm, so I put on a new light dress and tied my hair in a double bun, which made me look cute and playful.

"Master, wake up!"

Chen Yanjun glanced at Xiaoyue's new clothes to show basic courtesy.

"How long have I been asleep?"

The new clothes were noticed by the young master, Xiao Yue clasped her hands behind her back and said happily:

"It's been a day and a night"

Chen Yanjun thought for a while and expressed his thanks again:

"Thank you, Miss Xiaoyue, for helping me get dressed."

Although the maidservant has a low status, she is not something that an outsider can order around. Xiaoyue helps with bathing and dressing, so he should be grateful.

Xiaoyue was flattered.

"Thank you for seeing me out so often... No, my wife used magic to dress the young master through the air. I just helped him get into bed."

Chen Yanjun:

"..."

It's okay to dress in the air.

Xiaoyue looked around and laughed softly:

"The master's marrow cleansing is great. It's simply great. My wife likes it very much!"

After saying that, the little girl turned around and ran away.

Chen Yanjun thought to himself that in the age of immortal martial arts, a maid without any cultivation was innocent and unobtrusive.

It can be seen that Mrs. Cui usually looks serious, but she is very kind to her servants.

Have you slept all day?

Chen Yanjun counted the days.

Three days have passed since the Cold Food Festival, and there are still two days left until I return to the Imperial College.

In two days... can he be accepted?

Right now, he is in urgent need of resources.

But he has not yet married his wife, so he is embarrassed to ask her for it.

In the end, Madam only admired the original owner's courage to save people and liked the original owner's outstanding appearance...

Chen Yanjun wants more than this!

He needs to rely on his strength to conquer the rich woman and eat delicious soft food.

He glanced at the inventory.

There are 81 pieces of spiritual jade!

Lingyu, the Tianyuan Lingbao, is the high-level currency of the Xianwu Tang Dynasty.

Similar to the spirit stone in cultivation novels, it looks like white jade, one inch wide, with a square hole dug in the middle, containing some spiritual minerals and spiritual power.

However, it cannot be swallowed directly.

The value of a piece of jade is equivalent to one thousand copper coins, which completely replaced the backward currency system of stringing coins together.

Chen Yanjun roughly calculated that in the Xianwu era, the purchasing power of one penny was similar to that of one yuan in his previous life, which could just buy a steamed bun.

The eighty-one spiritual jade he carried with him, that is, eighty-one thousand dollars, was just pocket money given by Mrs. Cui...

Rich woman, that’s great!

To a mortal, this is a small sum of money, but if you want to buy spiritual objects, you don't have to spend eighty-one pieces of spiritual jade, it's really just pocket money.

For example, the rare medicinal materials that his wife gave him one after another may cost more than this.

What's more, a complete marrow cleansing would cost at least a thousand pieces of spiritual jade.

It can be seen from this that spiritual practice is not something that ordinary families can afford!

Most of the cultivators are children of wealthy families, and a very small number of children from poor families with extraordinary talents.

Many civilians with good talents missed the golden time to practice because their families were so poor.

At the moment, Chen Yanjun has no plans to go shopping.

Since you don't have money to buy good goods, there is no need to leave the house protection formation and increase the risk.

It's better to take advantage of the two days left in the Cold Food Festival to increase the intensity of martial arts practice.

Even if you can't form an elixir to reach the top level, you still have to practice basic physical skills to the full level, and your combat effectiveness will be considerable!

With this thought in mind, Chen Yanjun changed into a short robe and started practicing each move again.

Back Pavilion.

Du Qiuzao, who had returned from the palace, stood on the eaves of the pavilion, looking as light as if he had no weight.

She was observing Chen Yanjun's martial arts momentum.

I watched it for an hour.

Although the three-day farewell should be treated with admiration, Chen Yanjun has changed too much!

He has actually reached the third state of nourishing qi, body and soul are integrated, he is in harmony with the vegetation, wind and sun, and he has successfully cleansed his marrow. His physical skills are so exquisite that they are no different from Shence Jun. The only difference is his cultivation...

"Can people really have an epiphany on the verge of life and death?"

After Chen Yanjun arrived at the third realm of nourishing qi, his ears and eyes were clear, and he seemed to have spiritual consciousness.

I heard Du Qiuzhuo whispering in the distance.

Then he stopped practicing martial arts, turned around and said with a smile:

"Don't lie. I'm just obsessed with my talent. Most people can't have an epiphany even if they die a thousand times. You must not learn from it. Otherwise, you might really die."

Du Qiuzao couldn't help but frown.

This guy totally sounds like a father, which is really annoying...

"Someone is coming to propose marriage the day after tomorrow. You'd better meditate in the house and don't go out to practice martial arts."

Chen Yanjun has long been accustomed to having someone come to propose marriage every other month.

Qiu Zhuo's words didn't sound nice, but they were really for his safety.

Then he smiled and nodded:
Chapter completed!