Cultivation Starts From Simplifying the Exercises

Chen Fei lowered his head and glanced at himself. The clothes made of coarse cloth felt rough and rubbed on his body. Subconsciously, Chen Fei felt that he hadn't worn such clothes for a long time.

Are you a peddler yourself?

Chen Fei put down the pole and just wanted to see what was on both sides of the pole, when the people around him slowly came up and surrounded Chen Fei.

Chen Fei raised his head and looked at these people with some doubts. Old and young, men and women, all of them looked at Chen Fei with numb faces at this moment, without speaking, just staring straight at him like this.

A strange atmosphere gradually permeated, and Chen Fei's brows could not help but slightly frowned.

"Everyone, is there something wrong?"

A trace of coldness condensed out of thin air, giving Chen Fei an ominous premonition, as if something very bad would happen if this stalemate continued.

"How do things sell? We want to buy some."

An old man stepped forward, looked away from Chen Fei's face, and looked at the woven baskets on both sides of Chen Fei's pole. Chen Fei followed the old man's gaze, only to find that his basket was full of large and small fruits.

There are many styles of fruits, big and small, and the intensity of the fragrance of each one is also very different. In particular, there are a few fruits among them, which are very large and very obvious in the basket.

Chen Fei frowned slightly, these fruit scents overflowed, but before the old man turned his eyes, Chen Fei didn't smell any smell.

These fruits seem to have appeared out of nowhere. But when Chen Fei looked at these fruits, he had a very friendly feeling, as if these fruits had a very close relationship with him, and he couldn't give them up easily.

In a daze, among these fruits, Chen Fei seemed to see a figure continuously cultivating. Every fruit has a different scene of cultivation.

Chen Fei looked up at the people around him, wanting to say that these fruits are not for sale. But in the dark, there is a feeling that if these fruits are really not sold, something terrible may happen.

Chen Fei hesitated, originally he didn't want to sell anything, but his feeling told Chen Fei that if he didn't sell it, something big might happen.

With Chen Fei's silence, the cold atmosphere around him began to grow thicker again, and the numb expressions of the surrounding crowd began to become a little weird, and the way they looked at Chen Fei became more and more strange.

Chen Fei's body began to tense instinctively, and the ominous premonition in his heart became heavier and heavier.

"How do things sell? We want to buy some."

The old man's sullen voice sounded, and he looked at Chen Fei with a weird smile on his lips. At the same time, Chen Fei found that the people on the street were all looking this way.

It was supposed to be people coming and going, but at this moment they all stopped and looked at Chen Fei in unison.

The noisy street seemed to be paused, and the hairs on Chen Fei's body stood up. A great terror swept over Chen Fei's body and mind, making Chen Fei have an urge to run away.

Chen Fei looked down at the fruits in the basket, hesitated for a moment, and picked out a winter jujube from it. Although I don't want to sell it, I'm afraid I can't sell it now.

Chen Fei had no choice but to choose the smallest fruit among them, which made him feel the least distressed.

"Do you want this winter jujube?"

Chen Fei handed the winter dates to the old man, the old man took a look, the gloomy smile on his face disappeared, and he became numb again.

And following Chen Fei's movements, the stagnant pedestrians on the street resumed walking, and they no longer all looked at Chen Fei, and the heavy cold disappeared instantly.

But the people surrounding Chen Fei still did not leave at this moment, and their eyes were still fixed on Chen Fei.

The old man took the winter jujube from Chen Fei's hand, and the palms of the two of them touched lightly. Although they split immediately, the cold touch still caused Chen Fei's eyes to change slightly.

This coldness is not like the temperature that a living person should have. But immediately, Chen Fei subconsciously ignored this thought, as if this kind of coldness was a very normal thing.

The old man took the winter jujube, swallowed it into his mouth, and chewed carefully.

And as the winter dates were swallowed by the old man, Chen Fei's breathing stopped suddenly. At this moment, Chen Fei suddenly forgot how to breathe automatically.

But fortunately, in matters such as breathing, apart from subconscious breathing, active control of breathing is not a problem at all.

Therefore, Chen Fei just paused for a while, and began to breathe normally and freely, and after taking a few breaths, his body immediately learned how to breathe again.

Everything became normal again.

The old man bit the winter jujube, the more he bit, the more strange it felt, it had no sweet taste, it seemed to be chewing white water, even worse than white water, it was just chewing air.

The old man raised his head and stared at Chen Fei. Chen Fei turned his head to look, and the two just looked at each other.

"Not delicious?" Chen Fei asked with some doubts.

After the winter jujube was eaten, Chen Fei thought he would feel distressed, but it seemed that he didn't feel anything strange except that his breathing stopped.

"Sell me another one!"

The old man's face turned blue at some point, his eyes had lost the whites, his dark pupils stared at Chen Fei, his tone was full of ice-cold.

"you still want?"

Chen Fei couldn't help being startled, and looked down into the basket, the winter jujube that disappeared just now appeared there again. Chen Fei subconsciously took out Dongzao and looked up at the old man.

Seeing the winter jujube, the old man froze for a moment with a cold expression. The mouthful of the winter jujube just now was like eating air, so eat it again now?

But if you don’t continue to eat, you have to give money first.

The old man couldn't help looking at the others, an old woman came out and took the winter dates from Chen Fei's hand, and at the same time the old man gave Chen Fei a penny.

Chen Fei grabbed the money, feeling a sense of peace of mind. Instinctively, Chen Fei understood that the money was very important to him.

The old woman looked at Dongzao seriously, Dongzao kept changing in the eyes of the old woman, and finally turned into a figure practicing a set of breathing techniques. The breathing method mobilizes the internal strength of the body and tempers the physical body.

The old woman grinned, threw the winter jujube into her mouth in one gulp, chewed vigorously a few times, and the old woman's smiling face froze.

Nothing was eaten, only the air was chewed, and this winter jujube was like an empty shell with nothing inside.

Chen Fei was at the side, and his breathing stopped suddenly. But fortunately, Chen Fei already had experience this time, and took a few breaths on his own, allowing his body to remember this feeling without causing any impact.

Chen Fei subconsciously turned his head to look at his basket, and the winter jujube, which had been sold just now, popped out of the basket again at some point.

Chen Fei's eyes lit up slightly, can this winter jujube be sold all the time, and then there will always be?

Looking at the penny in his hand, Chen Fei seemed to have found a way to get rich all at once.

Chen Fei leaned over and took out the winter dates, and looked at the people around, but the people around seemed to feel something was wrong, and they were all silent. Chen Fei looked at the old man, his face was livid.

Chen Fei looked at the old woman, who fixed her eyes on Chen Fei, but did not say that she would buy this winter jujube.

"Don't like it? Then, do you want this apple?"

Seeing that no one wanted Dongzao, Chen Fei leaned over and plucked in the basket, and finally chose a small apple. The size of this apple is almost the same as that of Dongzao. In a trance, Chen Fei saw a figure waving his hands constantly among the apples.

wave?

The old man took the apple, and the old woman had to give Chen Fei a penny.

Chen Fei put away the money, watched the old man bite off the little apple, and then swallowed it into his stomach. But Chen Fei found that after eating this apple, the old man did not become happy, but became more and more angry.

Standing aside, Chen Fei could feel this kind of anger very clearly, but somehow, there seemed to be some restriction, which made the old man suppress this anger abruptly, instead of venting it.

The only thing is, the old man's gaze towards Chen Fei is no longer as simple as ice cold, and even has a murderous intent in it.

Killing intent?

Chen Fei frowned, just eating an apple, so irritable? Even if the apple tastes bad, it doesn't have to be like this.

Chen Fei didn't forget to breathe this time, but he seemed to have forgotten something else. Chen Fei looked into the basket, but the little apple didn't appear again.

Chen Fei's expression moved slightly, thinking of the scene in that little apple just now, he tried to wave his hand.

Under Chen Fei's surprised gaze, a small apple appeared out of nowhere in the basket. Good guy, this basket can really change things out of thin air!

"Apple, does anyone want an apple?"

Chen Fei took out an apple from the basket full of joy, and first handed it to the old man. Under the eyes of the old man who wanted to tear Chen Fei alive, Chen Fei turned to look at the old woman.

The old woman glanced at the old man, but didn't answer, and directly ignored Chen Fei's apple.

"It's very sweet." Chen Fei sold it.

"Do you sell other fruits?" The old woman looked at the other fruits in the basket.

"Sell apples and winter jujubes first." Chen Fei grinned. I don't know if other fruits can be produced repeatedly. This apple and winter jujubes are obviously fine, so they must be sold first.

The old woman didn't answer, but just stared at Chen Fei. Chen Fei didn't care either, it was different from the cold breath just now. Chen Fei found that as long as he was selling fruit, the feeling of threat would not appear.

"Apple, a fragrant and sweet apple. There are also Dongzao, a sweet and delicious Dongzao. Try it and have a look!"

Chen Fei yelled loudly, the onlookers hesitated for a while, and two women came out, each took the apples and winter dates from Chen Fei's hands.

Chen Fei looked at his weaving basket expectantly.

After Chen Fei took a few active breaths and waved his hands, apples and winter dates successfully appeared in the basket again, and a smile appeared on Chen Fei's face.

After the two women ate Chen Fei's apples and winter dates, they looked at Chen Fei angrily as if they had been punched.

All of them, eating a piece of fruit, why are they still so angry.

Chen Fei was a little puzzled. After harvesting two cents, Chen Fei leaned over and took out the apples and winter dates from the basket, and turned to look at the people around him. It's just that no matter how Chen Fei yelled, no one came up to take over Apple and Dongzao.