Fang Zheng just sat on the bed so steadily. All this changed too quickly and he needed to slowly.

Thinking back to the previous scene, Fang Zheng couldn't help but laugh.

The moment the treasure chest was opened, a picture came to his mind.

At that moment, he seemed to have become Fan Hengjin, from an ignorant boy to the later generation of the Lingdao Sect, after years of hard practice, then became an elder of the outer sect until he died unexpectedly, for a whole period of time.

It can be said that what he has obtained is not only the inheritance of cultivation, but also Fan Hengjin's lifelong understanding of cultivation, which is the most precious. Therefore, even though he suddenly gained strong cultivation, he did not feel any discomfort. It can be said that this is what he cultivated himself.

Fang Zheng quietly felt the changes in his body. As the son of the city lord, although he did not like to practice, he still knew enough about practitioners.

Now my cultivation level is undoubtedly, I have definitely crossed the Origin Realm and successfully entered the God-Summary Realm, and I am still at the Sixth Level of God-Summary.

The realm of gathering the gods is like a gate. Only when you push it open can you truly walk on the road to the sky. The realm of origin is a road to the gate. Many people can walk to the door, but only a few people can push it open.

In Hanshan City, if you just pull one person, this person has a 90% chance of being a cultivator in the Origin Realm, but if you find a hundred people, there may be only a few of them who are cultivators in the Concentration Realm.

After all, practice is the practice of a few people!

The realm of origin, after all, is just a way to the great path of practice. On this path, what the practitioner does is nothing more than to guide the vital energy of heaven and earth, temper the body and bones, expand the meridians and urinate, wash the meridians and cut off the marrow, and after all, they are still ordinary people.

Only when the state of gathering spirits is truly embarking on the path of a cultivator. As the saying goes, if the energy is full, the energy is overflowing. If the spirit is calm, the Tao seeds grow and the meridians are regenerated, you can absorb the vital energy between heaven and earth and turn vital energy into your own power.

Only in the realm of gathering the spirit can one truly use the essence of heaven and earth, and use it in one move and have great power.

Fang Zheng stretched comfortably and jumped off the bed.

He felt that God was still very kind to him. He could gain such a reward by sleeping, which would ruin his outlook on life.

A self without education can only express his mood at this moment with a sentence "Damn it".

If you have to express it again, then there are three "dums"!

Life is ups and downs!

I was worried that I would lose my life, but now...

Humph!

I can become stronger when I sleep, so I ask if you are afraid?

As for the terrible scene of getting inherited while sleeping, he automatically ignored it. Anyway, this wave of profits will not be a loss.

When I opened the door, the night was a little quiet, dark and I couldn't even see a ghost.

"Hello!"

"Hey, is anyone?" Fang Zheng shouted a few words.

“…”

"No! It's so miserable?" Fang Zheng cried.

From my memory, I learned that my cheap father was originally very good to me and gave me whatever I wanted, but later I became a playboy, and my father was disappointed with me.

In addition to giving some money, Wuyue sent a few servants to follow him. He was basically in a state of free-rangeness to his predecessor, and his predecessor became more and more dandy and introverted. He found a yard and moved it out alone.

Fang Zheng had the urge to curse. This guy was simply not a son of humanity and could not even stand it.

He flicked a few random punches at the air, and Fang Zheng said to himself: "Forget it, forgot, I will be Fang Zheng in the future. I will start over, so don't worry."

After Fang Zheng said this, he suddenly felt that the spiritual platform was gone, and he felt an indescribable refreshing feeling.

"boom!"

Fang Zheng's momentum changed quietly, and he broke through from the sixth grade to the seventh grade.

"This...this is really..."

Fang Zheng showed a hint of laughter and crying look.

Breakthrough again?

At that moment, he felt that the "Fangzheng" soul in his body suddenly disappeared, and he truly integrated into this body.

What else can you say?

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng showed another strange smile. It seemed that based on the memories he had obtained, Fan Hengjin of the Spirit Sword Sect never broke through to the seventh level of the God-Summary, right?

Although... he died halfway through, before that, he had been in the sixth grade of the God of Congregation for six years, but he had no breakthrough. Do you think it's annoying?

"This talent is not enough." Fang Zheng murmured, with a little contempt in his heart.

If Fan Hengjin heard this, he would probably be able to crawl out of the grave and curse directly, "Didn't you think you're a little damn? Don't you know what your situation is?"

Fang Zheng saw that there was no one around, so he planned to try his new power. He was full of curiosity about this.

He calmed down and Fang Zheng gradually mobilized the vitality in his body. A faint white light gathered in his hand. He roared suddenly and punched a big tree in front of him.

"Click!"

A white long refining suddenly hit the big tree, and the tall tree broke in half and fell to the ground with a bang.

"So...so...so amazing!" Fang Zheng exclaimed.

He didn't use all his strength to mobilize the vitality in his body, but the giant tree in front of him that needed three people to embrace was broken like this?

At this moment, Fang Zhi truly realized the power of cultivators in this world.

He felt that he needed to set a grand goal and must sleep well in the future and strive to become a god after sleeping!

"Who?"

Suddenly a roar came.

Fang Zheng was surprised to find that there were two figures in front of him at some point. The two were wearing black cloaks and carrying long swords. What surprised Fang Zheng even more was that the cultivation level of these two people was actually at the level of the Gods, one was at the level of the Gods and the other was at the level of the Gods.

"Young Master!"

As soon as the two appeared, they hurriedly looked around, then clasped their fists and saluted Fang Zheng.

"Young Master, what happened just now?" One of them asked, with a little worried tone.

Fang Zheng was stunned for a moment and quickly replied: "It's okay, I was just practicing and accidentally broke the tree." Fang Zheng pointed to the giant tree that he interrupted.

The two of them had a sluggish expression and were skeptical about what Fang Zheng said about the reward for cultivation, but they turned around and looked at it.

Since it was in the dark, the two of them were not sure about it. They only saw the broken giant tree, but did not find the broken corner of the giant tree. They thought that Fang Zheng had cut it off, so they stopped caring about it.

The two nodded, then jumped up and disappeared in front of Fang Zheng.

Fang Zheng looked at the disappearing backs of the two, and couldn't help but look envious.

What he envies is not that these two people have such cultivation, but that they are Fang Zheng.

From the loud noise he made, to the appearance of these two people and calling him a son, how could he guess the reason?

This was clearly what my cheap father sent to protect Fang Zheng. Although he said he didn't care, he still betrayed him in practice.

Being able to send two god-gathering realms to protect a playboy is enough to show that his cheap father attaches great importance to Fang Zheng. He is very envious of this because he was an orphan in his previous life.

Growing up in an orphanage since childhood, after he was sixteen, he entered society early.

In the orphanage, there is nothing to do with each other or love each other. All he has suffered is countless cold eyes, bullying, beating and scolding.

These parents-free children will not be favored wherever they go. That society has given them too much malice.

This is one of the reasons why he has been staying at home.

Seeing that Fang Zheng was treated like this, how could he not envy such a good father? Fang Zheng felt a little sour.

"Phoa, hate it."
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