As a person who is determined to reach the peak of his cultivation, he will not miss any research direction that will help him!

At the same time, I have more expectations for going to the laboratory to participate in the God-making experiment. I don’t know how many ancient documents there are that can bring him great inspiration.

Qiao Feng, who stood with a sword next to him, was still very satisfied with the fact that his son was a genius of ancient Chinese. He was afraid that his son would become a stubborn reckless man.

Now it seems that this kid will be with him... smart!

After living in grandfather Qiao Ping's house for a few days, his mother also started nagging, so today Qiao An had to follow his father back home.

The night became thicker and there were only a few small orange oil lamps lit in the room.

The mother in a moon-white dress was doing needlework under the dim light. When she saw her baby son coming back, she immediately put down the needlework in her hand and asked, "I heard that you had a fight with the boy from the Leng family today?"

"Um……"

"I don't learn well at such a young age! I'll find some time to apologize to others next time!"

"Oh... I will 'apologize'! Mother, I'll go back to the house to sleep first."

"Go and go, little bastard, you know you didn't keep my words in your heart at first glance!"

Mother Qiao sighed, she couldn't help but feel mom.

Qiao An chuckled, returned to his room, then closed the door and opened the window, sat cross-legged on the bed, and called out the system panel, and you could see the words "The first level of Zhoutian Shenzang's Heart Method (incomplete)-0%" on the martial arts column.

After clicking to improve, Qiao An felt a blank in his mind. This time, what he consumed was no longer internal energy or blood and energy, but mental energy.

Some subsequent routes about *** appeared in Qiao An's mind, and at the same time, a strong sense of sleepiness came, and he almost fell asleep.

But at the last moment, I held back and lie on the bed and put on a pose. A strange breathing sound gradually sounded between my mouth and nose, and the snoring sound was like thunder and dragon sleeping.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the moonlight of the moon gathered unconsciously, turning into a series of gentle lights that were like training and sank into his body.

This is a strange martial arts learned by ancient ancestors when observing the true dragon. It is the most important thing to nourish the spirit. Unfortunately, it only has this effect and has no subsequent development. It is a waste of food and is a pity to abandon it.
Chapter completed!