7 o'clock in the evening.

Fang Cheng and Lin Nuannuan leaned against each other and stood in the Golden Apple Community.

Lin Nuannuan raised her delicate chin in Fang Cheng's arms, raised her head, her eyes shining brightly, and a smell flashed. She said softly:

"Cultivate..."

Fang Cheng's heart was almost melted, and he gently picked up the girl's bright pretty face: "We'll keep going like this."

Lin Nuannuan had honey flowing in her little heart, and she had little head.

"Okay, Nuannuan, you wait a moment, I'll go up and open the window."

Fang Cheng approached the girl's skin and gently kissed her smooth and delicate forehead, then he let go of the girl and looked upwards.

The window was closed, but it was not locked. He had to open the window first and then send Nuannuan up there.

Lin Nuannuan's eyes were filled with little stars, and she pouted: "Then you have to be careful."

"kindness!"

Fang Cheng nodded, exerting force on his body, like a big roc spreading its wings jumped seven or eight meters high, and directly reached the three-story building. His toes were a little bit higher.

My body was like a feather, and it flew out to the window on the sixth floor. When my arm was pulled with force, the window opened!

"hold me!"

After landing, Fang Cheng reminded Lin Nuannuan, hugged the girl with gentle force, and lit her toes on the outer wall of the floor to steadily land at the window on the sixth floor.

Be cautious, it's always right.

The couple was intimate in the room for a while.

"It's 7:30!" Lin Nuannuan exclaimed.

Fang Cheng hurriedly gave a kiss and laughed: "Then I'll come back tomorrow?"

After the girl nodded in agreement, he jumped down like a flying eagle spreading its wings.

Lin Nuannuan looked down with her little head, waved her hand to her boyfriend, and watched her leave. She took a breath and rushed to the soft and fragrant big bed.

The girl rolled on the bed, venting her happiness and joy in her heart.

Suddenly, Lin Nuannuan, with messy hair, sat up, her little face turned bitter, and she murmured: "I forgot to take the clothes..."

…………

Fang Cheng drove back home.

He had already had supper, so he chatted with his parents for a while.

Chen Rong touched her chin and sighed: "If you have a car and a house, you will be short of a wife."

Fang Wendao also echoed: "Yes, it's better for us to hold our eldest grandson as soon as possible."

This sentence instantly aroused Chen Rong's great interest. Her eyes lit up and she looked at her son Fang Cheng:

"Son, when will you give birth to a big fat boy for your mom?"

"It doesn't matter whether a boy or a girl. Mom has already thought about it. If a girl is rich, she will raise whatever she wants, and she will raise the boys in poverty!"

Fang Cheng watched his parents' discussions with laughter and cry.

Watching this scene.

It seemed like a clear stream of happiness flowing in his heart, which was the taste of happiness.

My father is no longer as depressed and decayed as before, and has become more energetic and confident.

My mother no longer had the fatigue and sighing, and became more and more relaxed.

I am the same. From an ordinary student, I actually have my current identity and status, as well as the most important martial arts strength.

Thinking about the changes this year, thinking about the change from nothing to the perfection of life, Fang Cheng pursed his lips, as if there was a piece of candy called happiness in his mouth.

And Nuannuan...

Thinking of his delicate, cute and lively girlfriend Lin Nuannuan, Fang Cheng’s mouth outlined a trace of curve. No matter how long he lived such a life, it was really not enough.

Thinking of this, his eyes couldn't help but fall below his vision, the magic that changed his life and transformed him:

"Strength: 2.9, Agility: 1.4, Spirit: 1.0, Yuan Energy: 2."

Looking at the four lilac symbols, Fang Cheng closed his eyes and sighed softly.

A year ago, with attributes and supernatural powers in his body, he practiced martial arts to change himself and his family.

Now I am the champion of the Chinese Youth Martial Arts Competition, with excellent martial arts skills, signed an endorsement fee contract, and my value is quite generous.

My parents' lives are also improving, and the stretched life is gone forever.

So why is life hard to practice martial arts in such a state?

Fang Cheng's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion. He stood on the edge of the living room and was stunned for a moment.

…………

The next morning.

Fang Cheng sat on the sofa and played with his cell phone. At this point in his life, he had a house, a car, and a savings. His parents were healthy and his girlfriend was beautiful. Perhaps enjoying life was the right way.

"Dinglinglinglinglingling."

The ringtone of the cell phone rang, and Fang Cheng hurriedly pressed the mute, for fear of disturbing his parents who were still sleeping.

Well? It's the master.

Fang Cheng's eyes moved and he answered the phone, "Hey, Master?"

"Just finished martial arts?"

Fang Cheng's eyes moved and he smiled and said, "Well, I just finished the heat, how did you know, Master?"

"Your breath."

Fang Cheng suddenly realized.

After practicing martial arts, even if you warm up, your heartbeat will slightly increase.

A surprised mood flashed by, and Fang Cheng didn't expect that the master's senses were so keen.

It's simply inhuman!

Old Man Lu on the other side of the phone breathed a sigh of relief and his eyes were deep: "Advisor, you have seen your hard work this year. It's time to rest for a while and don't force yourself too much."

Fang Cheng took a deep breath.

My life is very happy.

The purpose of the past is to change yourself, change your family, let your dad drive a good car, live in a big house, and let your mom live easily without having to work hard.

I also have a girlfriend I love.

So why do you still need to practice martial arts conscientiously? Because in the past year, practicing martial arts has penetrated into the bone marrow and penetrated into the body, and has become a habit.

I always feel that... resting for a day is a great sin.

Old Man Lu's voice rang on the phone again: "There are slacks and slacks, and the tights and slacks are the last. Apprentice, why do you practice martial arts and why do you pursue martial arts? Have you figured it out?"

"When I first started practicing martial arts, I thought I was loyal to martial arts and sincere to martial arts, but as time went by, I gradually understood what I thought. In fact, I was just to make myself and my parents live a better life."

"I don't understand, but I won't stop practicing martial arts."

“Because I want to be stronger.”

Fang Cheng slowly expressed his thoughts.

He is still a young man, and it is nonsense to talk about loyalty to martial arts.

He is still a student who has never experienced society and has never seen sinister things. He talks about pursuing martial arts life and exploring the limits of the human body, which is a lie.

After all, his essence is still a little person who is content with his duties. Family affection and love occupy all his heart, and practicing martial arts cannot be regarded as a kind of love.

It seems that people like money.

But where do you like money? What people like is not the money itself, because it is just special paper with patterns printed on it.

What people really pursue is the value represented by money and the physical objects symbolized by money.

If you have money, you have a house, a car, and you will have a comfortable and leisurely life.

Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory is divided into physiological needs, security needs, social needs, respect needs, self-realization needs, and super-self-realization.

Fang Cheng has reached the highest, deepest, and final level:

Super self-realization.

Overactualization refers to the feeling that a short "peak experience" occurs when the psychology fully meets the needs of self-realization, which is usually performed and completed something, and can only be deeply experienced.

When a real artist is painting, he cannot feel the passing of time. Every minute he is drawing, he wants to be as fast as a second, but every second is more fulfilling than a week.
Chapter completed!