Immediately, Wang Yongbing sighed and said, "I like this kind of lively scene. If I had known it, I should have gotten up early and went there with you."

"You?"

Chen Hao laughed and said, "Your snoring is louder than a pig. How can you wake you up?"

“Is it that exaggerated?”

Wang Yongbing was a little embarrassed and turned to ask Gong Shan, "Gong Shan, is Brother's snoring really loud?"

"It's kind of."

Gong Shan laughed dryly.

After chatting for a while, the few people started to make a fire and cook. Wang Yongbing had never seen a bellows in the countryside and volunteered to go to the kitchen to pull the bellows. The Gong Le and his brothers began to clean up the cooking.

After dinner, it was also in the evening. Wang Yongbing and Gong Le brothers went to the village to discuss the purchase of cinnamon with the villagers in Dayu Village.

Chen Hao walked up the mountain alone and strolled.

Standing on the top of the mountain and looking around, I feel relaxed and happy.

Here, no one disturbs you, and the occasional cries of insects and birds, which makes Chen Hao feel like he is integrated into nature.

Just standing quietly beside a big tree, Chen Hao thought nothing, relaxed and listened carefully to the movements around him.

A breeze blew, and the branches swayed gently in the wind. There was an occasional thunder in the depths of the woods, but soon returned to tranquility.

As night fell, the surroundings became quieter and the chirping sounds of birds stopped.

In the quiet night, everything seemed to fall into sleep.

The energy of heaven and earth was sucked into Chen Hao's body and wandered back and forth in the meridians. Chen Hao felt that he seemed to be integrated with the surroundings, with the sky above his head and the earth on his feet, and he felt like he was the only one left in the world.

In this state, Chen Hao entered a wonderful reverie.

The spiritual energy that repeatedly wanders through the meridians is one's own blood, which is repeatedly rinsing through one's own flesh and blood.

The flesh, muscles, bones and cells are transforming and changing under the erosion of this spiritual energy.

The cells began to become more vibrant.

The flesh and blood became more tight and stronger.

The muscles and bones become more tough.

Before he knew it, Chen Hao's breathing stopped, and there was only a mouthful of extremely pure spiritual energy in his body, which was constantly wandering and circulating repeatedly.

The pores of his body were opened, and he greedily swallowed the vital energy of heaven and earth that surged around him.

In the night sky, a full moon rose, and the soft and bright moonlight shone on Chen Hao's body. I saw a faint white air around Chen Hao's body, covering him like mist.

Let him look up and feel like he becomes an immortal and flies with the wind.

At this moment.

Chen Hao had no idea where he was. When the moonlight shone on him, he entered the state of "entering meditation", and felt like he was integrated with the heaven and earth, as if his soul was coming out of his body and floating in the night sky.

This is an extremely mysterious feeling.

Chen Hao felt his body light and floating in the air, as if a breeze could blow him away.

He could see everything below clearly and clearly.

There was a gray rabbit lying under a big tree, gnawing on the weeds. Its mouth was moving rapidly, as if Chen Hao could hear the sound of chewing on the weeds clearly. While gnawing, it pricked up its ears and listened to the movements around it.

When Chen Hao saw it, the hare was stunned suddenly, with his ears fluttering a few times, stopped eating, kept turning his head, and observed left and right. When it found that everything was normal, it continued to eat quickly again.

Chen Hao's attention fell in the heavy rain village.

A family had a light on, and Wang Yongbing sat cross-legged in the pit, Gong Shan and Gong Le were busy writing contracts, and Wang Yongbing chatted with the owner of the family: "...Don't worry, you will definitely make a lot of money..."

There were several people surrounding the room, looking at the two brothers Gong Shan and Gong Le with excitement: "...and ours, and ours..."

"Don't be anxious. Everyone must have it."

Gong Le lowered his head and quickly wrote the contract, while smiling at an old lady with white hair next to him.

If the hare that Chen Hao saw just now was his illusion, then the scene I saw now appeared vividly and didn't look like an illusion at all.

“…What the hell is going on?”

Chen Hao thought to himself, floating in the air, under the moonlight, he felt that "he" seemed to be slowly dissipating. Suddenly, an extremely dangerous omen appeared in his heart. As the omen rose, Chen Hao felt that "he" was flying rapidly towards the top of the mountain in a flash.

The next second.

Chen Hao's body shook and slowly opened his eyes. For a moment, he felt dizzy in his brain. He quickly reached out to hold the big tree beside him. After a few minutes, he felt a little better.

"What happened just now?"

Chen Hao thought to himself, "Is it the soul that is unshelled?" Thinking of the word "soul", he was shocked and instantly understood that it might have been his own "spiritual consciousness".

Recalling the feeling just now, Chen Hao was sure that he had indeed condensed his "spiritual consciousness". The so-called spiritual consciousness is somewhat similar to the soul. The difference is that the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator can control it by himself, not affected by any physical objects, and can easily pass through obstacles such as walls.

However, the spiritual consciousness can only serve as a viewing function, but it cannot have any attack power.

"Yes, it must be spiritual consciousness."

Chen Hao felt excited, which meant that on the road to cultivation, he had gone further. Only when his cultivation reached a certain level can he be able to escape from his body. The stronger his cultivation, the stronger his spiritual consciousness.

Chen Hao closed his eyes and recalled the feeling of the spiritual consciousness just now. The next moment, he saw "self" rise into the air again, but there was a feeling of weakness reminding him.

Chen Hao quickly took his spiritual consciousness back into his body, let out a long breath, and thought to himself: "It seems that he is controlling his spiritual consciousness to escape from the body, so he can only hold on for about half an hour. Once this time exceeds this time, he cannot continue to hold on."

After recovering after closing his eyes and breathing for a while, Chen Hao's body flashed and he quickly headed down the mountain.

After arriving at the entrance of Dayu Village, before he could reach Gong Le's house, Chen Hao saw Wang Yongbing and the other three, and happily walked out of a family.

"How is the matter going?"

Chen Hao looked at the three of them with a smile. In fact, he had seen it with his spiritual sense just now.

"Brother Chen, if I take action, it will naturally be extremely smooth."

Wang Yongbing boasted: "All the villagers in Dayu Village have signed an agreement to sell cinnamon, and everyone is ready to do a big fight."

"That's good."

Chen Hao smiled and said, "Okay, I've been running for a day and I'm tired. Let's take a break early. Don't you still have to go to the market tomorrow?"

"Yeah, yes, go to the market."

Wang Yongbing nodded and returned home. After chatting for a few more times, they each had a rest.

Early the next morning, Wang Yongbing got up and yelled to go to the market.

Today is the second day of the Lunar New Year.

If everyone is busy paying New Year's greetings at this time, but in this village, there are not so many things to pay attention to. No one will go to any other house to pay New Year's greetings on purpose.

Walking along the way, we arrived at Dongguan in the county town.

Dongguan is a place called Hu. In the northeast of the county town, there is a crossroads here. On the four streets, southeast, west and north, each selling different things. Here, people are coming and going, and it is extremely lively.

“…Let’s go and take a look.”

The vendors on both sides of the street were shouting hard and attracting customers.

"…Gong Le, is this a sugar man?"

Chen Hao and the other four were walking along the street, looking around, Wang Yongbing's eyes were attracted by an old man by the roadside. In front of the old man, there were rows of animals and figures of different shapes, lifelike. A group of children stood in front of the old man, watching the old man skillfully stirring different shapes of sugar people with sugar water.

"Um."

Gong Le stopped and took a look, nodded.

"This thing is interesting. I have only seen it on TV before, and I have not seen it in reality."

Wang Yongbing said while looking.

"What's the matter over there?"

Chen Hao looked around and found that there were fewer pedestrians stopping on the street to the west, and the things placed on both sides of the road were quite strange, including stones, vases, etc. At the end of the street, there was a group of people gathered there and didn't know what they were looking at.

"Brother Chen, there are antiques there."

Gong Shan took a look.

“There are antiques here?”

Wang Yongbing's eyes lit up.

“It’s all fake.”

Gong Le smiled and said, "Anyway, people sell it every year, but I rarely see anyone selling it. The main reason is that it is too expensive. If you dare to ask for thousands of people for an ordinary vase, how can so many people buy it?"

"What are those stones?"

Chen Hao pointed with a smile and said, "This stone can't be an antique, right?"

"It's jade."

Gong Shan said: "It seems to be coming from abroad, saying that there is jade in these stones, and what green is there?" He couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Emerald?"

Chen Hao felt aroused his heart and thought of what later generations said about gambling stones.

The so-called gambling stone is to see if there is jade or jade inside the stone. However, due to the special material of the stone, even if high-tech instruments are used, it cannot penetrate the stone and see the things inside. Therefore, whether jade or jade can be opened from these wool stones is entirely based on luck.

The so-called "one knife is poor, one knife is rich."

After all, this wool stone is not cheap either. It is very common for hundreds or tens of thousands of people to go up.

"right."

Gong Shan nodded repeatedly and said, "They said there is jade in it, but they don't know whether it is true or not."
Chapter completed!