"Ahem!"

The young Doudi coughed twice, suppressed his inner surprise, and said calmly, "Go out. Since the Heaven and Earth oven has chosen you, it has its own reasons. It must have a way to solve your problem, and you don't have to be confused."

After saying that, the young Doudi seemed to think that the answer was too perfunctory and lost face, so he waved his hand and suddenly turned dizzy, sending Qin Zhen's soul back to his own body, and no longer asking him any questions.

And in this empty inheritance space, there was once again only a large cauldron and the increasingly empty figure of the young Doudi, sitting alone and wondering what he was thinking.

......

"Huh~"

Qin Zhen raised his arms and rubbed his eyelids hard, opened his sleepy eyes, and his two cold eyes reflected a different style.

"Am I dreaming just now? Or is my plug-in really coming to my account?" The boy who woke up from the dream was still a little confused. He couldn't believe that he would chat and laugh with a fighting emperor, and even accepted his inheritance?

After carefully closing his eyes and feeling the inexplicable knowledge in his mind, Qin Zhen's smile became more and more intense.

"It seems that's true." The young man laughed. Although he was very excited, he was not too disobedient.

Ten years of blows have long created his unstoppable and unfair personality, not to mention that this is just some knowledge of medicinal materials. Whether he can practice or not is still a matter of two things!

When he thought of this, his smile gradually became calmer, he looked at his hands blankly, and became a little worried about gains and losses.

"Is there no way for the Dou Emperor?" Qin Zhen's little brow frowned, full of reluctance.

But then he seemed to remember something again, and suddenly burst out laughing, sat cross-legged with confidence on his face, and formed a seal of cultivation with both hands, "Is it true? You'll know if you try it?"

"It's the best to be able to succeed, even if you really dream, there will be no loss, right?"

"Creation oven! Don't let me down!"

With a clear shout, Qin Zhen officially entered the state of cultivation.

Ten minutes...

Twenty minutes...

After half an hour, Qin Zhen finally felt the existence of Dou Qi again. Milky white airflows wandered around like a spirit insect, and then suddenly drilled into his mouth and nose, followed his attraction and wandered through his limbs and bones, nourishing his body and bones, and then returning to the place where his future Dou Qi cyclone was located.

Floating quietly!

Not lost again!

Ten minutes...

Ten minutes...

Ten minutes...

After waiting for half an hour, Qin Zhen felt the fighting spirit immersed in his body almost all his heart, and felt it stayed honestly in his body for half an hour.

During this half hour, Qin Zhen's little heart was stuck in his throat almost at any time, and he couldn't help but jump out at all times.

If even the "Creation Roof" that made Doudi couldn't help but praise him could not solve his problem, then he would be really desperate!

However, fortunately, the Creation Oven is worthy of the name of Creation and successfully solved his problem.

From now on, he can practice upright!

After discovering this gratifying fact, although Qin Zhen could not hold back his excitement, in fact, he did not exclaim or stop, but continued to do his best to practice again.

Every time he spent half an hour to enter that almost ethereal state to cultivate the fighting spirit. Now that he has been holding it in for ten years, what cheers can be as refreshing as the refreshing practice?

For ten years, although he knew that there was no hope of practicing, he almost foolishly ignored this fact. He spent three hours practicing before nightfall, and was always looking forward to the miracle.

Although, no miracle has ever happened.

However, ten years of cultivation still make his physique less than that of a fighter, and his cultivation speed is also very accessible.

One strand, two strands, three strands...

One after another, the Dou Qi was constantly absorbed into his body, constantly filling his meridians that had been dry for ten years.

The golden crow slanted westward, and the sun gradually set. When the first ray of moonlight in the dark night shone into his window frame, Qin Zhen's thin body suddenly made a "pop" sound.

Fighting Qi: a section!

In the afternoon, this has to be said to be a miracle!

After all, the young master Xiao San, who has created a miracle of nine sections of the fighting spirit for a year, has just lost the fighting spirit for a year.

"Gu~~"

It’s really not what Qin Zhen wants to stop practicing. Now he wants to practice every moment and make up for the past ten years. But after all, he is just a little guy who is not even a fighter, and he can’t avoid the basic activity of eating. So, in desperation, he can only go to eat and cook!

It is not like those young masters of aristocratic families, and there are special people to deliver meals.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but make a wave of lemons. Although the young master Xiao San is not much better than him now, this does not prevent him from making lemons.

However, when he opened the door and came out, he saw the table full of food and asked about the fragrance of the room, he threw it away in an instant.

"Uncle Wang, why are you back so soon?" Qin Zhen looked at Uncle Wang who was busy in the house and asked with a smile. At this moment, he seemed to have a whole world. As long as Uncle Wang stayed with him, even if he had no parents, even if he had a whole life, what would be there?

He had no ethnic group anymore, and the Creation Oven chose him, but he also had Uncle Wang who cared about him.

This is enough!

"Quick?" Uncle Wang was suddenly stunned, looking at Qin Zhen's sleepy look, and cursed with a smile, "It's been three days, who has been like you kid for how long? Could it be that I've been asleep since I left?"

"Hehe." Qin Zhen scratched his head embarrassedly. It's true that although Wang Hu is a little three-star fighting player, his ability to become a master is really good.

But Qin Zhen naturally couldn't admit it directly, "I just slept for a day." Qin Zhen said casually, walked quickly to the dining table, sniffed the aroma of the food, and couldn't help but praise, "Uncle Wang's craftsmanship is still so good!"

"Then I'll start eating!" Qin Zhen happily picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of monster meat, tasted it carefully, with a look of satisfaction.

This is a delicious food that can only be tasted once a month. Even if you eat meat, you only eat the meat of ordinary livestock. On the dining table of a small family like Qin Zhen, monster meat is not common.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you." Uncle Wang smiled and cursed. Looking at his nephew's cheerful appearance, it seemed as if time had just returned to eight years ago, when his miserable nephew didn't know that he could not practice.

That's how my nephew smiled, and his smile always contains endless novelty and hope!

I checked in the next day, three times in total.

First check-in!
Chapter completed!