Chapter 1 No matter how small the problem is, it is still a problem

Yuncheng Border, Luoshui Town, Lijiacun.

Shen Cong, dressed in coarse linen clothes, was sitting cross-legged on the hillside outside the town, holding his breath and exercising his mental strength.

Traveling through three months, he meditated here every day and strengthened his mental strength.

Because his golden fingers are some golden light particles in his body. They have been there since the day he traveled through time, and there are one more every day. So far, he has more than 90 golden fingers.

If you want to drive light particles, you need to use your spiritual consciousness. It is extremely difficult for ordinary people to achieve the effect of driving light particles without exercising their spiritual consciousness. When Shen Cong first traveled through time, the most he could do was make the light particles shiver.

Now, he has been able to control the movement of light particles for dozens of times.

If nothing unexpected happens, today he will be able to completely communicate with the golden light particles, activate the golden finger, become invincible in the world, and suppress all enemies in the world!

After a few breaths, the golden light particles began to tremble.

The corners of his mouth tilted, and Shen Cong felt extremely comfortable.

"The period of March has arrived."

The mental strength that had been tempered for three months turned into a mallet and inserted into one of the golden light particles.

Poof

The next second, a special thought came to his mind.

[Please select enhanced attributes].

"Want to strengthen attribute points? Got it, add some flow, Bashi."

As a certain level 11 senior VIP, Shen Cong knows very well that JiaDianLiu has always been simple, cruel and inhumane!

"Dark Blue, give me more!"

Without any hesitation, Shen Cong directly chose to add some strength.

In the world of martial arts, big fists are everything, and strength is naturally the first choice.

After the mental power was injected into the selection, the golden light particle immediately emitted a burst of dazzling light and then sank into Shen Cong's body.

Faintly, Shen Cong seemed to feel a warm force nourishing his body.

Is this the power of cheating?

The transformation from body to soul is so terrifying!

Taking a deep breath, Shen Congqi moved his Dantian, and then punched the ground suddenly.

The imaginary earthquake did not happen. Instead, a tearing pain surged into my fist.

Something is wrong.

Shen Cong raised his slightly red and swollen fist and looked at the smashed piece of grass on the ground, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

His strength has not increased?

Try again.

Shen Cong immediately controlled his mental power and added golden light particles to his own strength bit by bit. His body seemed to feel warm again and again. After more than thirty golden light particles integrated into his body, Shen Cong finally understood.

His strength has indeed increased, but it is only a small amount, not even as fast as his exercise.

"Is it such a stretch?"

Shen Cong couldn't believe it.

Is it easy and brutal to add some flow?

That's it?

Good guy, there is only one particle of light on this day, which means that when you grow old and die, you may not be able to double your strength.

At this moment, a skinny young man suddenly ran down the slope, panting.

"Brother Shen Shen, the Wang family is here again and they are robbing the village of food. All the radishes that have just grown in your two acres of land have been pulled out!"

The Wang family is the dominant one in Luoshui. They have been practicing martial arts for generations. Over the past hundred years, they have produced several high-level martial artists. They are famous in Luoshui and no one dares to offend them. They bully the people all year round and do all kinds of evil.

Shen Cong's previous life in this world was beaten to death by them after they robbed him of food, and then he allowed himself to travel through time and return to life through his corpse.

He sighed and quickly went down the mountain.

"Gouwa, how is the situation now?"

"I don't know, the strong laborers in the village are clamoring to fight against the Wang family's handymen."

"Go and take a look first."

By the time the two arrived at the small mountain village at the foot of the hillside, the Wang family servants had long since disappeared without a trace, leaving only chicken feathers on the ground and the villagers with bruises on their noses and faces.

"Mao Hainiang, why are you so hard to think about? Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa."

Suddenly, a man's cry came from the end of the village. Regardless of the pain in their bodies, everyone quickly gathered around. They saw a hemp rope hanging from the beam. Under the hemp rope was the corpse of a peasant woman with drooping arms. She was obviously lifeless. .

Erniu, whose nose and face were bruised and swollen after being beaten, knelt on the ground and kept beating the ground with his fists. The seven-foot-tall man cried like a child.

The children around him, who were under six years old in total, were so frightened that they cried together.

A peasant woman said sadly:

"Brother Erniu just led his men to fight with the Wang family's servants. The Wang family's servants wanted to show off their authority, so they killed Sister Erniu. I was afraid that Sister Erniu couldn't think about it anymore, so she hanged herself."

The woman wept, the dolls were so frightened that they cried together, and the men lowered their heads and remained silent.

Born in such a world, as the lowest level, they have no power to resist.

Shen Cong's mood was also particularly heavy. Erniu and his wife were good people. During the three months of time travel, they treated him very warmly and often provided food rations. Now that they were killed, it was inevitable that they would be touched by the situation.

More importantly, it was Mrs. Erniu who died today, will it be him tomorrow?

If he dies again, Shen Cong can't guarantee that he can still travel through time.

Still have to become stronger.

Only by becoming stronger can you protect yourself.

But when I think about my golden fingers and want to shout "thirty years to the east of Hedong, thirty years to the west of Hexi", it feels like it's stuck in my throat and I can't say it out.

"There is no end to the road. Although the golden finger is very weak, it is still a gain, as long as it is used properly and correctly."

Since you can only improve a small amount of attributes every day, and it can only be improved a little, then maximize its benefits and add all points to understanding!

Comprehension is the limit that determines how far a person can go.

If you don't have enough understanding, it will take a long time to understand the exercises. Not only will your practice be slow, but you won't even be able to understand the profound exercises when you encounter them.

If your understanding is strong enough, your cultivation speed will increase rapidly.

The practice of Qigong can simultaneously increase strength, speed, physical strength, and other comprehensive abilities, and the benefits are the greatest.

Although adding a little bit is a tiny amount, it can’t stop a little bit every day, and over time, every drop of water will penetrate the stone!

One day, I will become a powerful warrior!

After having an idea, Shen Cong's thoughts became clear, and he spoke to console him:

"People can't be resurrected after death, so it's better to let Mrs. Erniu die early."

This sentence seemed to give people direction. The women turned from sobbing quietly to crying loudly, but the men began to move their hands.

"Er Niu, put down my sister-in-law's body first."

"Er Niu, people cannot be resurrected after death, please be more liberal."

With the help of the villagers, a new tomb was added to the village. The village had just been looted and there was not even a piece of paper money. Shen Cong donated two of his door panels to make a simple coffin, which could be regarded as a farewell to the kind old sister-in-law. .

Moreover, it would be useless for him to stay.

He is no longer prepared to stay here. There is not even a page of books in the small mountain village, let alone the exercises. Without the exercises, how can you practice?

So, he is going to the city!

Several villagers burned a pile of thatch.

"Sister-in-law Erniu, it's cold down there. Please put some more thatch on your bed at night to keep you warm."

"I will choose a good family in my next life."

The firelight illuminated everyone's faces, but the heat could not warm their cold hearts.

Gouwa murmured:

"Brother Shen, when do you think the Wang family will be dead?"

Shen Cong responded calmly.

"Even if one Wang family dies, there are still Li family, Zhang family, and Chen family."

"Are we destined to be bullied for the rest of our lives?"

"If you don't want to be bullied, you have to be strong. It's better to rely on yourself than relying on the sky and the earth."

After saying this, Shen Cong turned and left.

"Brother Shen, where are you going?"

"Do what I'm supposed to do!"

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