The powerful cultivators in the city

The two of them exchanged phone numbers and addresses, and after chatting for a while, Du Xueqing received a call and left because she had something urgent to do.

Chen Hao went to a nearby bank and used an ATM to check the balance of his bank card.

Even though he was mentally prepared, he was shocked when he saw the long string of numbers.

A full 20 million!

Chen Hao couldn't help but feel a little emotional. Just a few hours ago, he was still a penniless loser, but now he has a net worth of tens of millions.

Cultivation changes destiny.

Back at Wang Jie's house, the fat man was surprised: "You came back so early? Didn't you go to get a room?"

"You didn't finish it seven times? Second man!"

Then, this guy said with a mean look on his face.

"Get lost."

Chen Hao said unhappily, "Miss Du has something to do, we will separate after chatting for a while."

"Is that so..."

Wang Jie smiled obscenely, "Then you must be very uncomfortable, do you want me to call a few girls to come over, let's have a naked party, how about a night of revelry?"

"You are horny."

Chen Hao said, "You can scream if you want, but I'm not interested, I want to rest."

As he said, Chen Hao walked into the bedroom and closed the door.

"Going to bed so early, kidney deficiency."

Wang Jie muttered, "Boring, I'd better go play games."

In the bedroom, Chen Hao sat cross-legged on the bed, crossed his hands in front of his lower abdomen, and closed his eyes.

Of course, he was not going to sleep, but preparing to practice.

There are nine realms in cultivation: Qi Refining, Foundation Building, Golden Pill, Nascent Soul, Spiritualization, Refining Void, Combination, Mahayana, and Tribulation.

In addition to Tribulation, each realm is divided into early, middle, and late stages.

From Tianchenzi's memory, it is known that the road to cultivation is not only long, often hundreds of years, but also bumpy and difficult. Only a few people can successfully cultivate to the late Mahayana and tribulation.

However, Chen Hao has Tianchenzi's memory inheritance, which is equivalent to the rebirth of a late Mahayana cultivator. As long as there are enough resources, it is only a matter of time to cultivate to the peak.

However, after only a few minutes, Chen Hao opened his eyes in astonishment.

He has already used his full strength to use the skills, but the spiritual energy of heaven and earth absorbed is very scarce.

What's going on?

Chen Hao got out of bed, opened the window, looked up at the gray sky full of haze, and couldn't help frowning.

I didn't expect the spiritual energy on Earth to be so thin. In this environment, the speed of cultivation will become extremely slow, and it may take decades to break through the first level.

This won't work.

If the spiritual energy is not enough in the world of cultivation, you can still use spiritual stones, but where can you find such things on Earth.

If there is a magic weapon...

Chen Hao sighed.

With a magic weapon, he can use it as a guide to arrange a spirit gathering formation to attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from all directions.

It's a pity that he doesn't know where to find spiritual stones, let alone magic weapons.

Chen Hao unfolded his spiritual sense and scanned the surroundings aimlessly to see where there is more spiritual energy.

Suddenly, his expression changed, and he turned to look in the direction of Wang Jie's living room.

Through the door, his spiritual sense saw a bronze coin on the chest of drawers in the living room.

Under the divine sense, a thin layer of white light was hidden in the coin.

Spiritual energy!

"Fatty, what kind of coin is this?"

Chen Hao walked out of the bedroom, picked up the coin, and patted Wang Jie who was concentrating on playing games.

"My dad brought it back, saying that a friend gave it to him. It seems to be a coin from the Qing Dynasty, called Jiaqing Tongbao."

Wang Jie glanced casually and said.

Antique?

Chen Hao looked at the coin and his eyes lit up.

I didn't expect that antiques contain spiritual energy. This is an unexpected discovery.

I'll go to the antique street tomorrow to have a look, and by the way, I can also choose a birthday gift for Miss Xueqing...

Chen Hao thought to himself, and went back to the bedroom to continue practicing.

There was no talk all night.

In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone into the window, Chen Hao opened his eyes.

Although the spiritual energy was thin, after practicing all night, Chen Hao felt a hundred times more energetic and had a refreshing feeling of being full of energy and about to explode.

The feeling of practicing is too beautiful

All right.

Huhuhuhu...

As soon as he walked out of the bedroom, he heard Wang Jie's deafening snoring in another bedroom.

Chen Hao shrugged his shoulders and did not call Wang Jie. He left a note and went downstairs directly.

This guy played games until 3:00 a.m. yesterday. I guess he can fight Chen Hao to the death if he wakes up now.

After having breakfast at a porridge shop, Chen Hao came to the Antique Street, parked the car, and strolled around.

The Antique Street is a pedestrian street, with antique shops on both sides and various stalls on the street. Pedestrians are constantly passing by, making a lot of noise, and it seems very prosperous and lively.

"Come and see, Han Dynasty ceramics, only 2,000 yuan! 2,000 yuan, there is no such cheap price in the whole Donglin City."

"Don't miss it if you pass by. This sword of mine was used by Emperor Wu of Han. It can cut a blade with a hair or cut iron like mud."

"I am the 82nd great-great-grandson of Qin Shihuang. Because of an emergency at home, I am willing to sell my ancestral treasures. I beg kind people to show mercy."

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The vendors shouted hard, and it sounded like they were selling rare treasures, and they were good quality and cheap.

Many people were attracted and stopped to ask.

Chen Hao walked by without stopping.

His spiritual sense was always open. At a glance, there was no spiritual energy in the "antiques" on these stalls.

Obviously, they were all modern fakes.

In a blink of an eye, Chen Hao walked most of the street and didn't find a real antique.

He simply stopped looking and cast his eyes on the antique shops on both sides.

Compared with street stalls, antique shops have some background. Soon, Chen Hao found many real antiques with white spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy in some antiques is not only large in quantity, but also very rich, far exceeding the scattered spiritual energy in the outside world.

Chen Hao was overjoyed and immediately walked over to absorb it.

He only absorbed a few, but it was far more than the amount of yesterday's overnight practice. He felt comfortable all over, his dantian was full, and even had a slight feeling of fullness, as if his cultivation had improved a bit.

Very good, although there are not many real antiques, the whole antique street is enough for me to absorb for a while...

Chen Hao thought with satisfaction.

While absorbing, Chen Hao checked and looked for a suitable birthday gift.

Ten minutes later, his expression moved and he stopped in front of an antique shop called Baoquantang.

Found it.

Chen Hao pushed the door and walked in.