"It's bright."

Looking at a boulder as tall as a person in front of him, Chen Feng showed an expectant look.

This huge stone is inlaid with seven spiritual stones. At this time, the bottom spiritual stone is lit.

"Yes, he has the potential to become a monk, and he lit up a spiritual stone!"

Next to him, an old man in black robe smiled, and with a flip of his palm, the boulder disappeared out of thin air.

Next to them, everyone in the Chen family looked ecstatic.

Chen Feng could see the trembling hands of his father, City Master Chen Yan.

But Chen Feng is not feeling well now.

Even a little depressed!

Because after the huge stone in front of him lit up the bottom spiritual stone, the remaining spiritual stones had no reaction at all.

Sixteen years ago, he was just a senior otaku on a blue planet, and his only thought every day was to sit in front of the computer and play games.

One day, a new version of his favorite Xianxia game came out.

As a hardcore player of this game, Chen Feng went online as soon as possible and recharged all his belongings. He was determined to be the first player in the entire server to successfully overcome the tribulation.

Then, his glorious escape was successful.

However, I don’t know if extreme happiness can lead to sadness.

Just as he was jumping up and falling, he stepped on the socket.

As a result, he himself passed the disaster with honor.

By the time he regained consciousness, he was already here.

Just like in countless novels, it is a standard world of cultivation.

Since childhood, Chen Yan has taught Chen Feng how powerful cultivators are and how awesome flying swords are.

Magic weapons fly across the sky, and supernatural powers dance wildly.

Relaxing and freehand, landslides and mines occur.

However, the conditions for becoming a monk are extremely harsh.

Among thousands of ordinary people, there is probably only one person who has the conditions to become a cultivator.

As long as you become a monk, even the lowest level monk in the Qi Gathering Stage will have a very high status. Being on an equal footing with your cheap father Chen Yan, the city lord, is not a problem at all.

However, more than ten years had passed, and this was the first time that Chen Feng saw a so-called monk.

It was the old man in front of him who was wearing a black robe and looked like he could die at any moment.

A monk who happened to travel here.

Just now, Chen Feng saw the old man flying around the yard with a flying sword.

That flying sword is about the same size as an embroidery needle.

In fact, the embroidery needle just flew around him in a circle, which already made the old man known as the senior breathless.

This guy, after practicing all his life, is just a monk at the lowest level of Qi Gathering Stage.

Even, it failed to reach the threshold of foundation building.

But even so, Chen Yan still spent a lot of money to invite this guy here.

One hundred spirit stones!

As the main thing that assists monks in their cultivation, spiritual stones are eternal hard currency in this world and cannot be compared with ordinary gold and silver.

One hundred spirit stones are almost half of the savings of Chen Yan, the owner of a small town.

"There is only one person in a million who can become a monk. Congratulations to City Master Chen!"

The old man in black robe looked at Chen Feng and said: "Young Master Chen Feng lit up a spiritual stone, just like me back then. No accident, he will have the same achievements as me, and maybe even... touch the threshold of foundation building."

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The old man in black robe was originally a handyman of the sect. He was found to have cultivation qualifications and was promoted to a disciple.

As a result, his qualifications were really poor, and he was later expelled from the sect.

From then on, he relied on his Qi gathering skills to earn a living.

The same thing happened this time. If Chen Yan hadn't given him objective remuneration, he wouldn't have come here to do this kind of work.

However, he never expected that in this remote and remote place, a young man with the qualifications to become a monk would actually appear.

You know, bloodline is a very important part of becoming a monk.

In a place like this where all the people are ordinary people, it is basically impossible for a young man with the qualifications to practice cultivation to come out.

"Thank you, senior, for saying that..."

Chen Yan kept bowing to the old man in black robes, and the corners of his mouth were trembling: "Can my son, Chen Yan, also become a monk in the Qi gathering stage?"

"If nothing else happens..."

The old man in black robe glanced at Chen Feng and nodded: "There should be no problem!"

Chen Yan clenched his fists excitedly!

Smoke rises from ancestral graves!

The Chen family has been ordinary people for generations. Even if he becomes the city lord, he is just a small city lord in a place where nothing matters, and is not worth mentioning at all.

But if Chen Feng becomes a monk, it will be different!

As long as Chen Feng can grow up smoothly and possess the power of a monk, he will be enough to become the lord of a big city, and maybe even get an official position in the Yan Dynasty.

"Grandma is a bear..."

There was a scene of celebration here, but Chen Feng couldn't laugh.

The stone that the black-robed old man took out just now is called the Talent Stone.

It is a stone specially used to test whether a person has the qualifications to practice Buddhism.

The more spiritual stones that are lit, the higher the talent will be.

A spiritual stone, just like that old man...

Doesn't it mean that even if he spends his whole life cultivating, he will still be a foundation-building monk?

Chen Feng, who often read fast food novels in his previous life, knew very well that the foundation-building monks who were regarded as gods in the eyes of ordinary people were actually at the bottom of the world of monks.

He has endured sixteen years in this world, and is he just waiting to reach the bottom?

Is this script wrong?

When other people travel through time, golden fingers lead the way, and beauties are counted according to the car...

How come it was his turn to become a waste with mediocre qualifications?

"Um……"

Glancing at the expressionless Chen Feng, the old man in black robe was stunned. He thought the child would dance excitedly and show off everywhere, but he didn't expect Chen Feng to be so steady.

But he didn't know that Chen Feng was depressed at this time.

After thinking about it, the old man in black robe found a yellowed ancient book in his treasure bag and handed it to Chen Feng: "This is a basic breathing method and a relatively common Qi gathering method. Take it."

"Thank you, senior!" Although he felt cowardly, Chen Feng still took it first.

As for the old man in black robe, after being thanked by Chen Yan, he took a few large banknotes and left without hesitation.

That book was given to their handymen for free by the sect back then, to see if there would be two who could practice.

It was worthless to him, but he was very satisfied to be able to exchange it for so much money.

This kind of money really brings peace of mind, and he has even thought about whether to engrave a large number of this universal breathing method for sale.

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Late at night, Chen Feng sat in the room, flipping through the yellowed ancient book by candlelight.

The ancient book that looks very thick actually only has a few pages.

The first article first brags about the power of monks, and then talks about how difficult it is to become a monk.

For Chen Feng, it can be said that there is no use for it at all.

It wasn't until the last few pages that Chen Feng's eyes lit up.

On this page, there is a drawing of a little man sitting cross-legged, with many degrees marked on it.

It also clearly states the meditation posture with five hearts in the sky.

"Finally I saw something useful!"

Chen Feng studied it carefully for half an hour before putting the ancient book aside.

Then he sat on the bed and assumed a pose with five hearts in the sky as recorded in ancient books.
To be continued...