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Author: I am not Zhao Gao

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"Haw!"

A strange voice sounded in the room, pulling Ren Pingsheng out of his excitement.

"what?"

Ren Pingsheng was startled. He followed the sound and saw a thin black mouse not far away, with its body hunched over and looking at him.

At a certain moment, Ren Pingsheng actually read the clarity that was not contaminated by knowledge from its mung bean-sized eyes.

"Haw!"

When the black mouse saw Ren Pingsheng staring at him, he turned around and ran away.

Ren Pingsheng had quick eyesight and quick hands, so he grabbed it in his hand.

"There is still one waste elixir left. It would be a waste to throw it away. Why not feed it to this little black man and see what effect it has."

Ren Pingsheng pinched the black mouse, picked up the waste elixir on the table, and put it to its mouth.

I planned to force it in, but to my surprise, the black mouse sniffed the waste pill and ate it hungrily.

Soon, a waste elixir entered its belly, and the black mouse's belly bulged visibly.

I haven’t eaten in a few days and it tastes so delicious

Ren Pingsheng saw that its belly was round and it couldn't run very fast, so he put it on the ground.

After observing it for a while, I found that it didn't change at all.

"It's really a waste elixir. A batch of good medicinal materials was wasted like this."

Ren Pingsheng sighed, feeling a little pity.

"Haw!"

In such a moment of confusion, the black mouse on the ground seized the opportunity, dug its four little paws on the ground desperately, ran away, and quickly disappeared.

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Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng was too lazy to chase after him. He picked up a long sword from the bedside and walked out of the room to continue practicing his martial arts.

He is now in the sage time and can only practice in this way.

The next three days.

Ren's daily routine is very regular. When he opens his eyes in the morning, he first signs in to increase his attributes, then practices the "Longevity Kung Fu" to hone his martial arts skills, repeating this three times a day.

It's another early morning.

Ren Pingsheng practiced the "Longevity Kung Fu" as usual. After practicing for only a short while, he noticed something was wrong.

In normal practice, after the spiritual energy enters the body, it will continue to nourish the meridians until it can no longer hold on and will leak out.

But this time, the spiritual energy that has nourished the meridians will gather in the lower abdomen, creating a warm feeling that is difficult to describe in words.

"Is there a breakthrough?"

Realizing this, Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath, concentrated on feeling the spiritual energy flowing in the meridians, and guided them to gather in the lower abdomen.

Time passes minute by minute.

After three sticks of incense, the spiritual energy still did not leak out!

"Is it going to be done?"

Ren Pingsheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, with suppressed excitement in his eyes.

A ninth-grade martial artist, called Lianjing, relies on the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to temper his body and temper his qi and blood.

In this state, spiritual energy can only nourish the body and cannot stay in the body.

The eighth-level martial artist is called Qi Gathering. When he reaches this state, the spiritual energy can stay in the body and continuously nourish the martial artist's body.

You can also use spiritual energy to increase your combat power.

For example, gathering spiritual energy in the right hand can greatly enhance the power of the right hand. The increase provided is enough for a warrior to break through armor with an ordinary sword!

If you can reach this level in the army, you are already qualified to be a centurion!

It is extremely difficult for a knight with mediocre talent and ordinary background to reach the eighth level without sufficient training resources.

But Ren Pingsheng's situation is different from them.

As the prince of Zhenbei, his cultivation resources have never been cut off when he was in the north, but he has not broken through to the eighth level until now. In the eyes of some people, he is no different than a waste.

Not to mention others, sometimes Ren Pingsheng felt that something was not right with him.

Although spiritual talent has nothing to do with family background.

But his father, King Zhenbei, broke through to the fifth level at the age of eighteen, entered the extraordinary world at the age of thirty, and achieved the third level, becoming the youngest extraordinary monk in the world.

So stunning, from a genetic point of view, even if Ren is not a genius, he should not be too bad.

But his talent, let alone in the north, is unmatched by anyone in the world.

It really doesn't make sense.

If it weren't for his system, there would still be a possibility of successful cultivation.

No matter how many beatings he received, he still had to persuade his parents to have another child.

Time passes minute by minute.

It’s time to burn incense again.

Just when Ren Pingsheng thought he was about to break through, something unexpected happened!

The spiritual energy that originally stayed in his body suddenly flowed to various meridians, leaving his body as if fleeing.

said with no exaggeration.

A thousand miles away!

“It failed unexpectedly”

At this moment, Ren Pingsheng was in a daze.

The spiritual energy had obviously stayed in his body for half an hour. According to common sense, it had reached the level of eighth-level energy gathering. Why did it suddenly collapse?

Ren Pingsheng couldn't figure it out.

However, in the past twenty years and countless failures, his mentality has been greatly tempered.

It's nothing more than a failure to break through.

I’ve been here for so many years, and it’s not far behind these days.

At least after taking the Marrow Cleansing Pill, my talent has improved a lot.

As long as you practice persistently, sooner or later you will be able to break through the ninth level and gather spiritual energy!

"My bones are too weak. If I want to consolidate my talent, I have to take a few more Marrow Cleansing Pills. The herbs used to refine the Marrow Cleansing Pills are very expensive. I'm afraid it won't be enough just to rely on the settlement allowance given by my parents."

"Speaking of which, it's been almost a month since I came to the capital. Why haven't I received a letter from my parents yet?"

Ren Pingsheng thought of this and summoned the guard commander Li Yong.

Before he could ask, he saw Li Yong looking at him with a strange expression.

"What's wrong?"

Ren Pingsheng reached out and touched his face, wondering if there were rice grains left on his face while eating?

"Your Majesty, you."

Li Yong looked like he was hesitating to speak, and he couldn't hold back his words for a long time.

"It's a good thing that you are still from the army, you are so coquettish, you say what you want, you say farts when you want to, and you just stare at my prince and make a fool of yourself!"

After more than a month of getting along with each other, Ren Pingsheng had become acquainted with these guards and cursed them casually.

"Your Majesty, you look better than before."

Li Yong's angular face turned into liver when he said this.

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Hearing this, Ren Pingsheng looked at Li Yong with a strange look and said, "I don't see it, Li Yong. Even with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, you have learned how to flatter me!"

"I'm not trying to flatter the Crown Prince. I'm just stating the facts. The Crown Prince is indeed very different from what he used to be in the north. If the Crown Prince doesn't believe it, you can take a look at it with a bronze mirror!"

Li Yong seemed to mind that others said he was flattering, and he hurriedly defended himself.

Seeing his great reaction, Ren Pingsheng waved his hand and said: "It's just a joke, go get the bronze mirror."

"yes!"

Li Yong responded, turned around to get the bronze mirror, and soon handed the bronze mirror into Ren Pingsheng's hand.
To be continued...