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The old storyteller's story-telling skills were very good, and his vivid descriptions made all the children fascinated.

They fell into fantasies one after another, dreaming of becoming powerful gods of war or magic, and the protagonists in novels.

Lei Zhenyu, who was dull, also showed a rare look of yearning.

In the Lingwu Continent, strength is valued, and everyone wants to become a powerful practitioner. Even the open-minded Chi Tianmin was depressed for a long time when he learned that he could not practice.

After spending the past two days with Lei Zhenyu, Chi Tianmin already had a rough understanding of Lei Zhenyu's cultivation qualifications.

Lei Zhenyu is a rare genius!

He has never systematically learned the method of cultivation. He relies entirely on the basic cultivation techniques from the bad street, and he has an extremely astonishing speed in cultivation.

Thinking of his useless qualifications, Chi Tianmin was depressed and at the same time full of envy of Lei Zhenyu.

But it's just envy. Now he has his own calculations: If he can't become a Martial God, can't I cultivate a Martial God?

Whoever dares to laugh at him in the future, just give him an order: Brother Hei, beat him up for me!

Chi Tianmin couldn't help laughing when he thought of his strategizing, and of the person who laughed at him being beaten by Brother Hei and begging for mercy.

Based on my observation of Brother Hei in the past two days, he is definitely a reciprocal person, so there is no need to worry about his character.

Cultivation, in addition to qualifications, relies on nothing more than money, skills, etc. Chi Tianmin is not worried about money, and there is no shortage of skills in the Houfu.

Thinking of this, Chi Tianmin struck while the iron was hot, approached Lei Zhenyu, and said seductively: "Brother Hei, what do you think? Do you want to become a powerful practitioner? I think your talent for cultivation is very good."

After all, Lei Zhenyu is just a child. After hearing his words, his heart will inevitably move. Who doesn't want to become a powerful practitioner?

By becoming a practitioner, your mother will not have to worry about making a living. By becoming a practitioner, you can gain the respect of everyone.

Lei Zhenyu's thoughts are very simple. He does not practice to become famous, but just wants to make his mother's life better.

Ever since he was able to practice, he would practice with the basic training techniques every day when he had nothing to do.

Cultivation can make him physically strong, make him less sick, and make him stronger and able to do more work.

For others, practice is just practice, but for him, practice is his means of making a living.

Lei Zhenyu's life experience was pitiful. His father died young, and he relied on his mother to pull him up.

His mother was in poor health and often fell ill. At a young age, he had to shoulder the burden of the family.

Lei Zhenyu yearns for spiritual practice, but life has taught him countless vivid lessons. Being a spiritual practitioner is not something a poor young man like him can dream about.

He shook his head and said in a muffled voice: "I have no money. I can't buy practice books, hire a practice teacher, and I can't afford the resources needed for practice."

"Hey, I have all of these. I have a lot of practice books at home. I'll bring you a few at random."

"The early practice is not very difficult. There is no problem for me to provide you with initial guidance."

"In terms of training resources, you won't actually use much in the early stages of training, but later on you will have to travel around the world on your own." Chi Tianmin said nonchalantly.

Chi Tianmin's words made Lei Zhenyu open his mouth in shock and disbelief.

Most of the books on spiritual practice are in the hands of noble families, and each one is valuable.

The cultivation resources Chi Tianmin said were not very expensive, but they were only for nobles. For a commoner, they were sky-high prices.

Although Lei Zhenyu is simple and honest, he is not stupid. He does not believe in pie-in-the-sky things.

He showed his honest character and asked, "Why do you value me so much?"

This time it was Chi Tianmin's turn to be embarrassed. His purpose was not pure, but from beginning to end, he had no intention of deceiving Lei Zhenyu.

He touched the back of his head and said frankly: "I am the second young master of the Changsheng Hou Mansion. You must have heard of my deeds, right?"

Chi Tianmin's name may not be familiar to everyone, but the name of the second young master of the Changsheng Hou Mansion is known to everyone in the capital. He has a vulgar appearance and a useless person in cultivation.

"I don't have the talent for cultivation. I am destined to be a mortal in the future, but I also have some reliance."

"Your cultivation talent is excellent. I'm helping you now, and when you succeed in cultivation, you can repay me as much as you can. Is it a win-win situation?"

"Don't worry, I won't ask you to make any promises. Everything depends on your heart. I believe in your character."

"Actually, it's just a good relationship. Of course, I hope you can become friends with me. After all, being friends with the future Martial God is a pleasant thing."

Chi Tianmin didn't hide anything, this was his truest thought.

The road to practice is long, full of variables and dangers. Even if Lei Zhenyu has outstanding qualifications, he may not be able to succeed in practice, and he may fall after just one experience.

But for Chi Tianmin, he didn't pay much, and his talk about the illusory God of War was more of a joke.

It is more likely that he still sees the shadow of his past self in Lei Zhenyu, the same hardship and the same perseverance.

Chi Tianmin wanted to help such a person, just like there were kind-hearted people who helped him go to school.

Lei Zhenyu couldn't tell whether what he said was true or false, but he was not at peace in his heart. This was a huge pie for him, but he didn't know whether this pie was poisonous.

This is not just one or two melons, but a huge favor, a favor that he can repay throughout his life.

Lei Zhenyu thought for a long time and finally decided to live up to Chi Tianmin's love. He had his own concerns.

"Even if you are telling the truth, I will still accept your help. I still have a mother to take care of, and I am destined to be unable to focus on practice."

Lei Zhenyu's honesty is fully demonstrated. If a cunning person encounters such a good thing, he will agree first and then talk about it. How can he worry so much.

The path of spiritual practice is not simply done behind closed doors. In the early stage of spiritual practice, basic practice is mainly carried out at home.

But generally when they reach the age of fourteen, they will start to travel around the world and improve themselves through battles.

The nobles may not be lacking in training resources, but the life and death combat experience is something they cannot obtain in their families.

Thousands of years of experience tell people that the training of life and death is more important than the qualifications for cultivation. Which martial god is not trained through the training of life and death.

If you want to become a peak practitioner, brutal battles are unavoidable. Of course, if you don't have a high pursuit of the path of cultivation, that's another matter.

Lei Zhenyu and his mother depended on each other for life. He was worried and could not leave his mother behind and travel alone, so he was destined not to become a peak practitioner.

After hearing the reasons for Lei Zhenyu's refusal, Chi Tianmin admired him even more. Filial piety is a traditional Chinese virtue. A filial person's character is not too bad.

"Hey, no matter how big a deal it is, even if you can't go out to practice and become a basic practitioner, it's still better than working hard in the fields digging for food, right?"

"If you really can't become a powerful practitioner and come to our palace to be a guard and get a job, then you can treat it as my early investment."

"The current guards in our Marquis Mansion are all old men and we need fresh blood."

Chi Tianmin understood Lei Zhenyu's concerns. Such an honest child did not like to get something for nothing, but he liked him more.

The guard protecting Chi Tianmin not far away had a dark look on his face. I am obviously only in my twenties, why am I an old man? Have you ever seen such a young old man?

Lei Zhenyu was still hesitating, and Chi Tianmin spoke again: "You don't have to think too much. Go back and discuss it with your aunt and then tell me the answer. Now let's listen to the book first."

Lei Zhenyu is just a child. Of course, such a big matter needs to be discussed with the elders in the family.

But Chi Tianmin could actually predict his mother's decision. No mother would not consider her children.

Lei Zhenyu nodded, but he could no longer listen to the storyteller's words, and his mind was filled with memories of Chi Tianmin's proposal.