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Wang Haochen breathed out a breath and slowly brought the surging Yuanli into his dantian. His eyes slowly opened.

"About two hours, I only refined the martial arts value for more than twenty points, and my Yuan power increased by only more than two hundred..." Wang Haochen frowned slightly while sitting cross-legged on the narrow and broken wooden bed.

On average, it takes five minutes to refine a little martial arts value, and a little martial arts value can only refine about ten points of Yuan power.

The Yuanli has reached more than 400, but it has not yet broken through to the second level of the acquired realm.

With more than 8,000 martial arts training points, even if I keep refining twenty-four hours a day, it will take more than 1,600 days to refine it all, which will take five years. This will take too long, right?

Judging from the fact that more than 400 yuan of power has not broken through the first level of the acquired realm, even if he refines all his martial arts values, he probably cannot raise his cultivation to the peak of the acquired realm, at most six or seven levels.

The speed is too slow!

In about five years, the cultivation level will be steadily increased from the first level of the acquired realm to the sixth and seventh level of the acquired realm. Is this slow?

If the genius from various major families knows what Wang Haochen thinks, he will probably have to find a piece of tofu to kill him.

After the cultivation level breaks through to the acquired realm, the difficulty will double every time the cultivation level is increased. Even those geniuses have their lifelong goal to increase their cultivation level to the ninth level of the acquired realm, and then look for opportunities to break through to the innate realm.

It took Wang Haochen five years to complete the path that they took decades to complete, but he was not satisfied.

How greedy this is!

Wang Haochen also knew the difficulty of cultivation. If he relied on his own practice, he would be able to improve his cultivation to the sixth and seventh level of the acquired realm in five years. He would also be secretly happy, but he was different. He had a system of heavenly punishment.

If the Heavenly Punishment System is in hand, the cultivation speed is only a little faster than those so-called geniuses. Wang Haochen feels that he is really a veritable waste.

"We have to find a way to get a higher level of cultivation, or upgrade the Dark Xuanjin technique again." Wang Haochen said in his heart.

After he upgraded the Dark Xuanjin exercises, the speed of refining martial arts training has increased a lot. From this point of view, the speed of refining martial arts training has a lot to do with the skills he has practiced.

If he could get the top-level Xuan-level or even the spiritual-level martial arts, he believed that the speed of his refining martial arts value would increase a lot, and his cultivation speed would also increase accordingly.

"Oh!" Wang Haochen swept his consciousness in the Heavenly Punishment System. Looking at the zero behind the Heavenly Punishment Value, he couldn't help but sigh.

To upgrade the Dark Xuanjin martial arts again, it requires 350 heavenly penalty points. The rare thing with the heavenly penalty is completely endless.

"Why do we need the heavenly punishment value there!" Wang Haochen wailed in his heart.

After a little calm, his consciousness moved and two things appeared in his hands, a Scripture that was more than 20 centimeters thick, and a yellowed ancient scroll.

Looking at the two things in his hand, he sighed again.

It has been a long time since I bought the Yuanwen Dian, but I have never learned the Heavenly Punishment Value. The yellowing ancient scroll is the sword technique I just got from Wang Lufeng.

"Can you learn by yourself without relying on the system?" Wang Haochen's eyes lit up.

Since obtaining the Heavenly Punishment System, he has become dependent on the Heavenly Punishment System. No matter what he wants to do, the first thing he thinks of is the Heavenly Punishment System.

"Others don't have the Heavenly Punishment System, but they can still be cultivated. Why can't I do it?" Wang Haochen gradually became moved.

Damn!

Wang Haochen opened the Yuanwendian with great enthusiasm. Before he could see it for two minutes, his face turned black.

The Yuan pattern scripture records one hundred and eight basic Yuan patterns, which are the basis of all formations. Any formation between heaven and earth evolved from these hundred and eight basic Yuan patterns combinations.

However, just one Yuan pattern occupies three or four pages of content in the Yuan pattern dictionary, and tens of thousands of words were sprinkled, making him dizzy.

Basic characteristics, combination methods, and portrayal methods...too many and too complicated.

"Who did this complicated thing come up with?" Wang Haochen admired the ancestors who created the way of formation. His brain capacity was a bit scary.

"I'll forget it, I'd better talk about it later." Wang Haochen gave up directly.

If you really want to learn all the things in the Yuan pattern thoroughly, it will definitely not be possible in a year or two. He has a heavenly punishment system, and it is not cost-effective to waste this time. As long as there is enough heavenly punishment value, you can learn it in an instant. Why waste this time?

Even if the heavenly penalty is hard to obtain, it is better than wasting so much time.

He put Yuanwendian into the storage system and then opened the yellow scroll, and his eyes condensed slightly again.

"No way!"

Wang Haochen couldn't help but glared at him.

The sword technique is called the Weixin Sword Technique. Judging from Jie Shao, it is indeed a profound sword technique, with powerful power and every move is extremely strange. It is beyond common sense and unpredictable. If you really practice this sword technique successfully, even if you face an opponent with one or two levels of cultivation, you will be able to compete with it.

However, because the sword technique is strange and it is completely surprising to win, the difficulty of those sword moves is extremely complicated, and the changes are extremely complicated, and the trajectory of the Yuanli is also strange.

Wang Haochen was a little stunned. With my foundation of learning gymnastics, I can learn such difficult movements?

Holding the ancient scroll in one hand, he gestured with his sword moves.

"Bang!"

Before the simplest move was completed, his body tilted and fell directly on the bed. Moreover, the strange and awkward movement he made was really a bit terrible.

It's just a simple move, and it has not taken into account the operation of Yuanli.

"Damn, what kind of ghost sword technique is this!" Wang Haochen smashed the ancient scroll to the ground.

Sitting beside the bed, I have been sitting for a long time. Am I not a piece of martial arts material?

Wang Haochen began to doubt his qualifications, and was it a bit too useless.

"Gugugugu..."

Suddenly, Wang Haochen came back to his senses slightly and instinctively reached out to cover his belly.

I haven't had a meal for almost a day, and my stomach and intestines are churning.

"Where are you making something to eat?" Wang Haochen swept through the hut that was leaking from all sides, his face turning dark.

As he saw, there was nothing to eat, and in his memory, there were some rusty pots and pans in the cabin next door, but there was not even a grain of moldy rice.

"Do you want it to be so miserable?" Wang Haochen covered his stomach, picked up the ancient scroll, got up and prepared to go out, his face was terrible dark.

It was already a little late and the breeze was simmering.

As the cool breeze breathed in the fresh air outside, Wang Haochen's mind became a little clearer. His eyes swept through the Wang family, which had gradually lighted up, and frowned slightly.

The Wang family is a large family with thousands of people, and it is impossible to have dinner together every day. Therefore, on some major festivals, most people will gather together to have a sumptuous banquet. Moreover, the Wang family does not have any public canteens, and they have to solve their daily life by themselves.

In the family, the large number of palaces and pavilions are distributed to the tribe members according to specifications. That is where most tribe members live in daily life, parents and relatives gather together to eat, so there is no need to worry.

However, Wang Haochen was alone and no one in the family cared about him, so eating became a big problem.

"I have the Heavenly Punishment System. Will I be stumped by eating?" Wang Haochen felt depressed in his heart, "How did this guy live before?"

In the past, Wang Haochen had no cultivation and was bullied. In this case, how did he survive and why he didn’t starve to death?

As soon as Wang Haochen thought, a figure appeared in his mind.

"Grandpa Heng?" Wang Haochen's face was slightly stunned, and a look of guilt surged in his eyes.

The guilt was not under his control at all, and naturally burst out from his heart.

He Heng was not a member of the Wang family, but a servant of the Wang family. However, He Heng entered the Wang family since childhood and watched his father grow up, they fell in love with him as father and son.

After his father's death, He Heng took good care of Wang Haochen. Once, he finally angered the eldest lady, and she drove He Heng out of the Wang family.

However, He Heng was worried that Wang Haochen was alone and stayed in Hewei City without going far away. He opened a bun shop not far from the Wang family to take care of Wang Haochen.

He Heng is an old man and has to take care of Wang Haochen, so the two of them are not well off. Most of the time, they can only eat buns to avoid filling their stomachs. But even so, He Heng has been taking care of him and never leaves him.

In Wang Haochen's mind, the old man with a hunched body, wrinkles on his face and his eyes were already blurred gradually became clearer.

"Grandpa Heng!" Wang Haochen felt sour in his heart, and mist was faint in his eyes.

Wang Haochen knew in his heart that the original memory of this body was affecting him, but there was no repulsion in his heart. The old man made him feel warm.

After traveling through time, the first time someone made him feel warm.

"Grandpa Heng, don't worry, I'm back. I will take care of you in the future and I will never let you suffer any more!" Wang Haochen waved his sleeves, wiggled his eyes hard, and walked out of the Wang family.

The Wang family is also a big family in Hewei City, occupying an area of ​​dozens of miles north of Hewei City, and even wrapping a mountain in it.

As night fell, bright lights lit up in the palaces and lofts of the Wang family, completely illuminating the huge Wang family. In the shadow behind, the mountain was like a giant protecting the Wang family.

Teams of family guards shuttled through the family, patrolling every corner to protect the safety of the Wang family. They were wearing iron armor, holding spears in their hands, and steel swords hanging on their waists, with a strong expression.

Wang Haochen walked among the Wang family and passed by a team of guards.

"Isn't this the waste?"

"Who else isn't he? He still runs out so late, playing around all day long without thinking about practicing, a veritable waste."

"He has damaged his meridians. How can he practice? There is no hope for this generation!"

"Shut up, no matter what he says, he is a disciple of the Wang family. We can't discuss it, don't cause trouble for yourself." As the captain said coldly, the team of guards gradually drifted away.

Wang Haochen didn't care, shook his head slightly, and walked straight forward. He believed that his name was a waste would be washed away soon.

These are just guards recruited by the Wang family, and the information is not well-informed. Otherwise, he should have known that he is no longer the same as before.

In fact, Wang Haochen's incident has spread among the Wang family, causing quite a stir. The speed of spread among the Wang family's servants has slowed down, but at most, everyone will definitely know tomorrow.

"Boy, don't blame me for not reminding you that the door will be closed as soon as the hour of Hai arrives. Don't blame me if you can't come in." A young man in green sneered in front of the Wang family's gate.

The servant in green looks no bigger than him, and he is just a servant, but when facing Wang Haochen, he looks arrogant.

Wang Haochen was too lazy to say more and walked straight out of the door.

"A waste, I'm pretending to be arrogant!" The servant in green looked at Wang Haochen's back, his eyes full of disdain.

From the eight warriors guarding the gate, a rather quiet avenue was at your feet and extended to the bustling street in the distance.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!