When others practice martial arts, I create the world

Chapter 2 The Magical Small Space
Yang Chen and Xia Xiaoxi left the school together, and after walking for a while, a car suddenly stopped in front of them.

"Miss……"

A tall, slender-legged woman in a black suit got out of the car and said to Xia Xiaoxi, "Madam said you are going home tonight, let me pick you up."

Xia Xiaoxi's face changed slightly, and she glanced at Yang Chen secretly, seeing that Yang Chen's face was normal, she was relieved, and said with a smile: "I'll see you the day after tomorrow."

"See you the day after tomorrow." Yang Chen smiled and nodded.

When Xia Xiaoxi got in the car and left, he turned around and walked towards his home.

Although Xia Xiaoxi is easy-going, but with his excellent temperament and upbringing, he has long seen that the other party is not an ordinary person.

However, there are bodyguards dedicated to picking them up, which is a bit beyond his expectation.

The two also met in their sophomore year of high school. At that time, Yang Chen was No. 1 in the cultural department, and Xia Xiaoxi was No. 2.

In order to meet No.1, Xia Xiaoxi approached Yang Chen.

Thinking of this, Yang Chen smiled. The two of them can only be regarded as friends. After graduating from high school, everything in the future is hard to say. Whether they can meet again is unknown.

In the place where the bicycle was parked, he took his own bicycle and rushed home.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Along the way, military warriors wearing tight armor and carrying long knives can be seen patrolling from time to time.

In the era of the base city, the threat to human beings is not only the vicious mutant beasts outside, but also mutant humans.

Martial artist practice consumes a lot of energy and needs to eat mutated animal meat.

Some human beings who eat the flesh and blood of mutant beasts will mutate and lose their minds. At this time, military warriors need to be dispatched to capture or kill them.

Under the night sky, on the top of some tall buildings, you can even see the anti-aircraft guns erected.

In the era of the base city, there were many high-rise buildings, because more people had to be accommodated, and the land was not enough, so the buildings could only be crazily increased.

Bicycles shuttle between tall buildings.

Twenty minutes later, Yang Chen returned to his apartment building in the community. He was already out of breath. Even though he had been cycling slowly, he was still extremely tired.

"This weak constitution..."

Yang Chen was helpless, he was so tired after riding a bicycle for 10 minutes, not to mention expending a lot of energy to practice martial arts, if he was not careful, he would die from exhaustion.

"I hope this time, we can really open up the dantian and solve this problem!"

He locked his bicycle, took the elevator up to the 22nd floor, and returned to his home.

The house was deserted and deserted.

According to the memory of the original body, Yang Chen knew that the parents of this body died in a beast tide three years ago.

The original body was also because of excessive sadness, one time he fell asleep and never woke up again, and he crossed over to occupy the body.

Thinking about this in his heart, Yang Chen returned to his bedroom, and took out a bottle and a box containing silver needles from the desk drawer.

He took off his clothes and pants, came to the bed and sat down.

Finally, he glanced at his own calculation results in the notebook, then picked up the bottle, poured out the psychic pill inside, and swallowed it in one gulp.

This psychic pill is used by wealthy families to quench their bodies, and it costs 10 yuan a piece.

Fortunately, Yuanchen's parents left a lot of wealth, enough for him to go to college, otherwise he wouldn't dare to buy it.

Yang Chen also needs to use energy to open his dantian, this psychic pill is an indispensable thing.

After taking the elixir, a huge energy spread from the abdomen.

He hurriedly picked up the silver needles that had been prepared by the side, and inserted them into different directions according to the calculated results, guiding the energy to rush towards the lower abdomen.

This is also a way out of nowhere, he is just an ordinary person and cannot control energy at all.

Even the way of piercing the needle to guide the energy is the knowledge in the memory of the previous life.

I have to say that the society in my previous life was very good, and even the knowledge of Chinese medicine was published on the Internet without hesitation, and anyone who knew how to use the Internet could search for it.

Unlike this world, where you have to buy everything with money or go to school to learn it, there is no systematic and complete knowledge on the Internet, only a few words.

With the accurate needle injection, the energy in the body, which was originally chaotic, finally became docile and began to attack the lower abdomen.

However, there are still some disobedient energies, running around in the limbs and bones, causing the surface of Yang Chen's skin to bulge from time to time, like a mouse moving, very uncomfortable.

Finally, about 10 minutes later, when the spiritual energy pill was almost dissolved, Yang Chen picked up the last silver needle, and gently inserted it into the dantian that had been calculated.

Immediately, the energy in the body was guided, rushing in quickly.

"boom!"

Those energies clearly hit the lower abdomen, but Yang Chen felt a loud bang in his mind.

The next moment, it seemed that something was washed away.

Suddenly, all the energy in the body seemed to find a pouring port, and poured it in frantically.

At this moment, Yang Chen felt as if something was being swallowed by that position all over his body.

"boom--"

Amidst the loud noise, Yang Chen only felt his consciousness being sucked in.

In a daze, his consciousness seemed to have entered a dark place.

This pitch-black place seemed to have turbid air sinking at this moment, and it gradually turned into something similar to the ground.

At the same time, a clear air rose and turned into a gray barrier similar to the sky.

I don't know how long it took.

After Yang Chen regained consciousness, what he saw was this scene:
In a small space about one meter in diameter, there is a narrow ground below and a gray sky above.

The gray ultra-miniature version of the sky is like a hemispherical cover covering the ground.

"This is my dantian? Why does it feel different from what I imagined?"

Yang Chen was shocked.

In his imagination, Dantian should be the place to hold energy.

It should be a piece of darkness, boundless, only the very middle can hold energy.

After all, it was also written in the online novels in the previous life.

But here in front of him, there is even a solid ground, and the gray barrier above is like the sky.

The whole small space is like an ultra-miniature world.

How is this going?

With a thought, Yang Chen's consciousness returned, and he immediately felt the difference in himself.

First of all, the body seems to have been washed, very relaxed, as if all the impurities in the body have disappeared.

"So, the sinking turbidity before, could it be the impurities in my body?"

Yang Chen felt weird.

If the turbid qi is really the impurities and dirt in your body, then what is the clean qi?

Unfortunately, this question cannot be answered for the time being.

He opened his eyes, pulled out the silver needles inserted into his body one by one, put them into the box, then picked up the phone to look, and was surprised to find that it was already the second night.

"It's been so long?"

Yang Chen was very surprised, because in his feeling, it seemed that only a few seconds had passed.

He felt a sense of urgency.

"Tomorrow's college entrance examination, there will be a martial arts exam after the culture exam. I don't know if my dantian can make me a martial artist overnight?"

Well, too whimsical.

He calmed down and carefully sensed his own situation.

The body has not become stronger because of the opening of the dantian.

In addition to being much more relaxed, his physique is still very fragile, even weak, the kind that makes his heart beat a beat slower if he breathes too heavily.

As for the energy of the psychic pill, it had been exhausted long ago, and there was nothing left.

But I don't know if it's an illusion, he seems to have a strange sense of space.

That's right, it's the sense of space, a strange feeling that seems to be able to store things.

"Is it because of the small space in Dantian?"

Following that wonderful feeling, Yang Chen picked up the box containing the silver needles next to him, with a thought.

Immediately, the box disappeared and appeared in the sensory dantian space.

"It can really be taken in!"

Surprised in his heart, he took it out again, put it in again, took it out, put it in again.

Storing and taking out can be completed in just one thought.

There is no need for any prelude to casting, and no time to prepare.

As long as the arm can reach, as long as the volume does not exceed the dantian space, it can almost be taken in.

Of course, the premise is that the object is not fixed.

"Interesting."

He enjoyed himself so much that he got up straight away and put away some small things in the room.

It wasn't until the space in his dantian was filled that he felt a sense of heaviness and some discomfort, and then he took these things out again.

"By the way, all I collect are dead things now, so can living things be collected?"

Yang Chen had a whim.

At the moment, he didn't feel sleepy at all, quickly dressed and put on his pants, left the house, and took the elevator downstairs.

(End of this chapter)