When experiencing the aura of heaven and man, Chen Tang suddenly discovered that something seemed to be hidden in the sword box of heaven and man.

This discovery is not visible to the naked eye or heard, but a mysterious feeling.

It feels so real, just like you see it with your eyes.

Regarding the sword box of heavenly beings, from the beginning, when it was mistaken for a pillow - it was a little higher, but it was popular to express your worries - to cracking the "Shanyang Sutra", the sword box changed accordingly, and a practice chart appeared; then on that night, the sword box was shining, which easily captured the evil spirits...

This step by step is a process of continuous discovery.

Now, after the qi of heaven and man has completed one week, new discoveries have been made.

Chen Tang was overjoyed and quickly concentrated his luck and took a look at it again.

There are indeed things in the sword box, but they are extremely obscure and vague, as if they are wrapped in something. They look at the flowers in the fog and can no longer understand them without urging the breath.

After persisting for a while, Chen Tang felt exhausted and quickly gave up on investigation. He understood that it was not that the sword box was hidden deep, but that his celestial aura had just been established and had not become a climate.

Although the fish condensed by the tail of breath was very spiritual, it was still very weak and seemed empty. It was not enough to gallop or rush, nor could it completely solve the mystery hidden in the sword box.

This sword box looks plain from the outside, and the eyes cannot see through the box body. Chen Tang believes that only the aura of heaven and man can feel something inside.

What would it be?

Is it the evil spirit I took in last time?

Or, it is a sword...

Chen Tang suddenly thought of something, took the sword box and looked under the lamp, and saw that the end of the engraved gong diagram had changed again. The gong diagram was gone, and replaced by a new pattern with simple lines outlined.

It should be said, it is a word!

Two horizontal and two vertical lines form a large character "well". If the exposed edges and corners are ignored and located at the center, it is a square "mouth".

Indicates that this is an entrance or an exit?

Chen Tang fell into deep thought, but soon he realized that as long as the aura of heaven and man reached a certain level, he could see through the things and solve the mystery.

He put the sword box back on the head of the bed, and the disappearance of the gong diagram proved that this thing was completely matched with the "Shanyang Sutra". After completing the first cyclical operation, it means that Chen Tang has truly practiced the qi of heaven and man. The gong diagram is equal to a level. After being broken, a new pattern with the shape of "well" appeared, waiting for the final decryption.

Then, a new question is here.

Chen Tang was thinking: Can I be considered a master now?

According to the saying "Outsiders practice strength, internal students practice strength, and real students practice qi", I should have gone through two major stages and directly practiced qi. Logically speaking, I am already an expert in none of thousands...

But Chen Tang always felt empty and had an unreal feeling.

A master is not a blow or a trained person, but a fight from real actual combat.

Chen Tang is now without reference and cannot find the right opportunity or opponent to verify his level.

The people he knew were two internal masters, Zhan Yangchun and Zhao Sanye, but Chen Tang could not directly challenge them. If he lost, it would be normal, but if he failed, he would explain it if he won the game.

Such things are shocking and must not be fooled by the excuse of "family-born martial arts".

Otherwise, as written in martial arts novels, cover a black scarf at night, go out to fly over the eaves and walls, and be a masked man? You can also wear a masked man and become a masked man...

I feel excited when I think about it.

But it is still inappropriate. If you run out in the middle of the night in this image, you will easily be regarded as a thief. If you are considered a thief and behave as a flower-picking thief that everyone calls to beat, it will be even worse...

Chen Tang practiced his qi for a long time, but now he was sleepy, thinking about it, and fell asleep.

He had a dream. During the day, he sat upright in class reading and listening to classes, looking like a three-good student; but at night, his role changed immediately and became a mysterious master in black. He came out to be a hero and righteous, robbed the rich and helped the poor, and had a bit of an iron horse-like style...

When he woke up, he was full of energy and looked vigorous, but his clothes were soaked with sweat last night, and the smell was very strong. After he got up, he washed his body with water and changed into clean clothes. He felt even more comfortable in his body and mind. In his every move, he felt a little elegant and outspoken.

"Brother Bujin, you seem to have changed?"

During breakfast, Su Ling looked at him and said.

Chen Tang asked with a smile: "Where has changed?"

Su Ling held her chin with her hands for a while and shook her head: "This feeling is so strange. I can't say it, but I just feel that you have changed."

Chen Tang laughed: "Aling, have you changed, you have become beautiful. This is because we have lived a good life, and we have food and drink, but it would be strange if we don't change."

Hearing his praise, Su Ling lowered her head with a little embarrassed look on her cheeks.

After breakfast, Chen Tang put on a bookcase and went to the college to attend class.

Not long afterwards, two scholars came to Hanmo Street, one old and one young.

The old one was Wang Fu. He was only over thirty years old, but he was only burdened with the heavy pressure of the exam and the burden of his family, which made him thin and pale, and looked like a man in his forties or fifties. The young man looked like a young man and his clothes were obviously much better than Wang Fu.

The young scholar looked impatient: "Uncle Qingyang, you said you don't know how to move to the city. Did you hear it wrong?"

Wang Fu wondered: "When I went to Chenjiazhuang to ask yesterday, the Chen family always said that."

The young scholar snorted and said unbelievably: "With his unpretentious family background, can he live in the city?"

Wang Fu said: "He told me that he sold two characters to Mr. Zhao San, and he got three or four hundred yuan."

"You can't help spending three or four hundred yuan. If you work in Sihailou, don't you know that it's not easy to live in Panzhou Prefecture, and spending money every day is like flowing water..."

The young scholar also had the surname Wang, his name was Xing, and his courtesy name was "Chaoming". He was in the same village as Wang Fu, and he was considered his own family. In terms of seniority, he had to call Wang Fu and uncle.

Wang Xing was a scholar who passed the exam this year. Although he was one year late, he had a great advantage in age and naturally he had to be more optimistic. His family is one of the best in Wangjia Village. His father is the patriarch and belongs to the typical gentry class, so he has no worries about food and drink.

After being admitted to the scholar, Wang Xing was preparing to enter Panzhou College as an extravagant student.

Wangjiazhuang is neighboring Chenjia Village, and there are only a few scholars from the two places, and they have their own contacts and are considered friends.

Wang Xing and Chen Tang were about the same age, so they became comparative in secret. He was one year later and was quite dissatisfied. He thought that he had the capital to go to the college but could catch up with the latecomer. He would definitely be admitted to the juren several years earlier than Chen Tang... No, Chen Tang was in the Chen family village, with a bare family and no money to support him. He was afraid that he would be like Wang Fu, and he would have no hope of getting a juren for the rest of his life.

Yesterday, I heard that Chen Tang had moved into Panzhou Prefecture. I was secretly surprised. Today I went to the city with Wang Fu to see what happened, and went to the college to ask about the procedures for the report on the Autumn Period.

"It's here..."

Wang Fu seriously looked at the door sign hanging next to the outer courtyard door, hesitating, not knowing whether he should go up and knock on the door, for fear that he would make a mistake.

With a whistle, Su Ling walked out with a basket of vegetables. When she saw the two of them, she was slightly stunned: "So it's Brother Wang."

"Su Ling!"

After recognizing her, Wang Fu had no doubts anymore: "You really have to live in the city?"

Su Ling replied: "It's the house that Brother Bujin bought."

"Buy, buy it?"

Wang Fu couldn't believe his ears even more. He thought the two of them had moved to the city and found a cheap place to rent, so he was very suspicious when he went to Hanmo Street. However, he didn't expect that he didn't rent a house, but bought it directly.

This place and this house cost at least a few thousand yuan.

Wang Xing next to him was stunned and didn't know how to speak.

Wang Fu's expression was complicated and he felt very uncomfortable. It was like the two of them had agreed to make a fuss until they were old, but after turning around, you quietly bought a house... Chen Tang, you have changed...

That feeling of gap was very sad. He swallowed: "Why are you not proud, are you at home?"

"Unfortunately, Brother Bujin went to the college to attend classes early this morning."

"ah!"

Wang Xing couldn't help but scream, and his heart was even more uncomfortable. He was sour, spicy and salty, and he was rumbling up and cooked into a pot of chowder porridge that was hard to swallow...
Chapter completed!