"I know you don't want to be high-profile, so you won't tell anyone about your cure me except my parents."

Du Xueqing said again.

What a smart girl...

Chen Hao secretly praised in his heart and nodded, "Okay, as long as I trust you, I will be fine."

"Very good."

Du Xueqing was overjoyed, "It just so happened that tomorrow night is my birthday party. I invite you to attend and treat my father by the way."

"good."

The two exchanged phone numbers and addresses. After chatting for a while, Du Xueqing answered the phone and left after having something to do.

Chen Hao came to a nearby bank and used an atm machine to check the bank card balance.

Even though he was prepared, he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the long list of numbers.

A total of 20 million!

Chen Hao couldn't help but sigh that just a few hours ago, he was still a penny, but now he has a net worth of tens of millions.

Cultivation changes destiny.

When he returned to Wang Jie's house, the fat man looked surprised: "You came back so early? Didn't you go to check in a room?"

"It's not that all seven times have been done, right? Is it a second man!"

Then, the guy said with a humble look on his face.

"Get out of here."

Chen Hao said angrily, "Miss Du has something to do, we will be separated after a while."

"That's how..."

Wang Jie smiled lewdly, "Then you must be feeling very uncomfortable. Do you want me to call a few girls to come over? Let's have a meeting without any cover and have fun all night?"

"The sperm has put you in the brain."

Chen Hao said, "If you want to call you, I'm not interested, I'm going to rest."

As he said that, Chen Hao walked into the bedroom and closed the door.

"I went to bed so early, and I had kidney deficiency."

Wang Jie muttered, "I'm bored, I'd better go play games."

In the bedroom, Chen Hao sat cross-legged on the bed, crossed his hands in front of his lower abdomen, and closed his eyes.

Of course, he was not going to sleep, but preparing to practice.

There are nine realms of cultivation: refining qi, building foundation, forming elixirs, Nascent Soul, transforming gods, refining emptiness, merging, Mahayana, and surviving tribulation.

In addition to experiencing tribulation, each realm is divided into early stage, middle stage, and late stage.

From Tianchenzi's memory, I learned that the road to cultivation is not only long, but also cost a hundred years, but also has bumpy and difficult times. There are very few people who can practice to the late stage of Mahayana to successfully overcome the tribulation.

However, Chen Hao has the memory inheritance of Tianchenzi, which is equivalent to the rebirth of the late Mahayana cultivator. As long as he has enough resources, it is only a matter of time before he can practice to the peak.

However, just a few minutes later, Chen Hao opened his eyes in shock.

He had already used his skills with all his strength, but he absorbed very little spiritual energy in heaven and earth.

What's going on?

Chen Hao got out of bed and pushed open the window, looked up at the gray sky full of haze, and couldn't help frowning.

Unexpectedly, the spiritual energy on the earth is so thin that in this environment, the cultivation speed will become extremely slow. It may be impossible to break through the first level after decades.

This doesn't work.

If you don’t have enough spiritual energy in the world of cultivation, you can also use spirit stones, but where can you find this thing on earth?

If only there was a magic weapon...

Chen Hao sighed.

With magic weapons, he can use magic weapons as a guide and arrange a spirit gathering formation to attract the gathering of spiritual energy from all directions.

Unfortunately, I don’t know where to find the spirit stones, let alone magic weapons.

Chen Hao expanded his spiritual sense and swept around aimlessly to see where there was more spiritual energy.

Suddenly, his expression moved and turned around and looked towards Wang Jie's living room.

Through the door, my spiritual sense saw a bronze coin on the chest of drawers in the living room.

Under the spiritual consciousness, there is a thin layer of white light hidden in the coins.

Aura!

"Fatty, what kind of coin is this?"

Chen Hao walked out of the bedroom, picked up the coins, and patted Wang Jie who was concentrating on playing games.

"My father took it back and said it was given to him by a friend. It seemed to be a coin from the Qing Dynasty, and it was called Jiaqing Tongbao."

Wang Jie glanced casually and said.

antique?

Chen Hao's eyes lit up when he looked at the coins.

Unexpectedly, antiques contain spiritual energy, this was an unexpected discovery.

I will go to the Antique Street tomorrow, and by the way, I can also choose a birthday gift for Miss Xueqing...

Chen Hao thought to himself, he returned to the bedroom and continued to practice.

No words all night.

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone into the window, Chen Hao opened his eyes.

Although the spiritual energy is thin, after all, after all, Chen Hao felt a hundred times more energetic and comfortable feeling like he was full of energy and was about to explode.

It feels so beautiful to cultivate your true nature.

Huhuhuhuhu...

As soon as he walked out of the bedroom, he heard Wang Jie's snoring sound in another bedroom.

Chen Hao shrugged his shoulders and did not call Wang Jie. He left a note and went downstairs directly.

This guy played games yesterday and didn't go to bed until after three o'clock in the middle of the night. I guess he could fight Chen Hao when he screamed now.

After having breakfast at a porridge shop, Chen Hao came to Antique Street, parked the car, and started strolling.

Antique Street is a pedestrian street, with antique shops on both sides, and there are various small stalls on the street. Pedestrians passing by are constantly passing by, making the noise sensational, and it looks very prosperous and lively.

"Let's see, the Han Dynasty ceramics are only sold for 2,000 yuan! Two thousand yuan, and the entire Donglin City does not have this cheap price."

"Don't miss it when you pass by. My sword was personally used by Emperor Wu of Han. It's no problem to blow hair and cut iron like mud."

"I am the 82nd great-grandson of Qin Shihuang. Because I have an urgent matter at home, I vomited blood and took out the treasures heirlooms to sell them, and asked kind-hearted people to show mercy."

...

The vendors shouted hard, and it sounded like they were selling rare treasures, and they were of high quality and low price.

Many people were attracted and stopped to ask.

Chen Hao walked by and stopped without any stop.

His spiritual sense was constantly expanding. At a glance, there was no spiritual energy in the "antiques" on these small stalls.

Obviously they are all fakes made by modern times.

In a blink of an eye, after walking halfway through the street, Chen Hao did not even find a real antique.

He simply stopped looking and turned his attention to the antique shops on both sides.

Compared with street stalls, antique shops still have some background. Soon, Chen Hao discovered many real antiques containing white aura.

The spiritual energy in some antiques is not only large in quantity, but also very rich, far exceeding the discrete spiritual energy outside.

Chen Hao was overjoyed and immediately approached and absorbed it with all his heart.

He only absorbed a few, which was far more than the amount he had practiced for one night yesterday. He only felt his whole body relaxed, his dantian was full, and he even felt a slight sense of fullness, as if his cultivation had increased a little.

Very good. Although there are not many real antiques, the whole antique street is enough for me to absorb for a while...

Chen Hao thought with satisfaction.

While absorbing, Chen Hao checked and looked for a suitable birthday gift.

More than ten minutes later, he looked moved and stopped in front of an antique shop called Baoquantang.

Found.

Chen Hao pushed the door open and walked in.
Chapter completed!