In the dead of night, Zhou Yuan's sharp senses spread out like a large net and he realized that everyone in the courtyard was already asleep.
After locking the door, he sat cross-legged on the bed and used the spiritual power and energy provided by the Nine-Orifice Golden Pill to cultivate the Supreme Dominator Level Divine Creation Skill.
The Divine Creation Technique was divided into nine changes in the Mortal Realm, 36 changes in the Dao Realm, and 72 changes in the Immortal Realm.
Of the nine transformations of the Mortal Realm, the first was to become an Invincible Vajra!
Invincible Vajra, his entire body was like Vajra protecting his body. He was impenetrable and even bullets could not injure Zhou Yuan.
After reaching the Invincible Vajra Realm, other than the comprehensive improvement of his physical fitness, Zhou Yuan's lifespan could also reach 500 years!
This was a terrifying concept!
In this era, the average lifespan of humans was only 60 to 70 years old. Even in the 21st century, the longest known lifespan in the world was only a little over 100 years old!
However, as long as Zhou Yuan cultivated the first transformation of the Mortal realm, his lifespan would be greatly increased, reaching 500 years!
A person's lifespan was limited. There were many things that could not be done in a lifetime, so there would be many regrets.
Someone once said that the most painful thing in the world was to die without spending all the money.
This was one of the regrets.
With the Divine Creation Technique, Zhou Yuan was not worried about his lifespan.
As long as he cultivated to the first change of the Mortal realm, his lifespan would be greatly guaranteed.
The second change of the Mortal realm was the swallowing of gold and stone.
As long as he cultivated to the second change of the Mortal realm, Zhou Yuan would be able to devour gold and iron and convert them into the materials he needed. It was also very terrifying.
Regardless of whether it was stone or metal, it was the same in Zhou Yuan's eyes. He could easily convert it into metal.
In addition, his lifespan was as high as 800 years!
The lifespan of a cultivator at the third transformation of the Mortal realm could reach 1,000 years!
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However, it was currently the Age of Chaos, and the cultivation environment was extremely poor. Zhou Yuan did not want to stand out and only wanted to cultivate in secret.
After cultivating to the ninth transformation of the Mortal realm, one's body could withstand a nuclear explosion!
They were known as Land Immortals, and they could rival an entire country!
"Phew!"
Zhou Yuan exhaled a mouthful of turbid air and continued to circulate the cultivation divine technique to cultivate.
He didn't know fatigue, and the more he cultivated, the clearer his spirit became.
The reason why people needed rest was because they did not have enough energy to continuously supply energy to their essence, spirit, and soul. Rest was a process of charging energy, which also reduced the consumption of energy.
Other people needed to rest and adjust themselves to their best condition, but Zhou Yuan did not.
The Creation Divine Skill had endless creation and mysteries.
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Early the next morning.
"Phew!"
Zhou Yuan let out a breath of turbid air and ended his cultivation.
The morning was the time when the energy between heaven and earth was the purest. Breathing in the fresh air was refreshing.
After cultivating for an entire night, although the nine-holed golden core provided the energy needed for cultivation, it was still not enough.
However, due to Zhou Yuan's current physical endurance, the Nine-Orifice Golden Core only provided a weak amount of energy.
The nine-holed golden core in Zhou Yuan's heart was almost still in its original state and did not wear out much.
Speak in human language.
Actually, Zhou Yuan was hungry.
Zhou Yuan jumped up from the bed and landed on the ground like an eagle.
After putting on his clothes, he took out a catty of pork, half a catty of rice, and five eggs. He was going to make porridge with lean meat and century egg for breakfast.
After Zhou Yuan cultivated, he seemed to have the Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart and could multitask.
Half an hour later, breakfast was ready.
Apart from the thin meat and century egg porridge, there were also salted vegetables and pork rib soup. This meal was quite sumptuous.
If ordinary people wanted to eat a meal of fine grain, they would have to be careful.
Third Uncle's family wished that even a stone could be blasted into oil. They split a penny into two halves. The family was thrifty and lived a poor life.
Forget about thin meat and century egg porridge, even if he wanted to eat some fine grain, he would have to wait until the holidays.
However, Zhou Yuan did not have such concerns. As long as he could eat, everything was not a problem.
Of course, if they were too lazy to make breakfast, they could also go to a small restaurant outside to eat. It was just that it was more expensive.
Hun Dun, steamed buns, and steamed dumplings were all available in large portions.
There was no such thing as a steamed bun without filling or a cow feeding the entire country's noodle restaurants.
The more famous ones were Goubuli and other big meat buns, but they were expensive and ordinary people couldn't afford them.
After breakfast, Zhou Yuan locked the door and went to work.
Today was Wednesday, so Silly Zhu took turns off. It was Zhou Yuan's turn to cook.
Zhou Yuan had god-level culinary skills, but there was no need for him to be too good.
To be honest, the rolling mill was a large factory with more than 10,000 people. It was unrealistic and unnecessary for everyone to eat together.
At most, Zhou Yuan would change the dish to make it more delicious.
Scamming and developing was the way to go.
On the way, Zhou Yuan met someone.
Yan Jiekuang.
The Third Master had four children. Yan Jiekuang was the third child and was nicknamed the Third Master by the children in the quad.
"Hello, Brother Zhou."
Yan Jiekuang greeted Zhou Yuan politely.
"Yan Jiekuang, what time is it now?”
Zhou Yuan responded to Yan Jiekuang.
Zhou Yuan was working in the canteen. He was the head chef, and there were small jobs like washing the vegetables. He could go a little later as long as he didn't delay his breakfast.
It was almost nine o'clock, but Yan Jiekuang was still shaking his head on the road.
He was obviously a slacker.
"Don't mention it. If it weren't for my dad forcing me to go to school, I wouldn't even want to study.”Yan Jiekuang laughed foolishly.
"Hehe, I think you're itching for a beating.”
Zhou Yuan looked up at Yan Jiekuang.
Needless to say, Yan Jiekuang's choice might not be wrong.
Because in another year or two, the wind would blow.
At that time, not only would the status of the teachers plummet, but they would also become stinky Ninth Brother. Some of them would even sweep the streets, which would be a world of difference from the current glory of being respected.
The students were sent to the countryside for classes.
Although Yan Fugui was a stingy person who liked to take advantage of others, Yan Jiekuang seemed to be a kind person.
"Brother Zhou, I also heard about the incident where Grandma Awesome went to your house to cause trouble yesterday.”
"Although I'm a child, I understand all the logic.”
Yan Jiekuang sneakily ran to Zhou Yuan's side and said.
"Speak in human language."
Zhou Yuan glanced at Yan Jiekuang.
"Brother Zhou, I often hear the gossip talking bad about you. Do you want me to help you teach him a lesson?”
Yan Jiekuang chuckled.
Yan Jiekuang was 12 years old, two years older than Bang Geng. He and Bang Geng were studying at Red Star Primary School. He was in the fourth grade, while Bang Geng was in the third grade.
"Yan Jiekuang, you seem to be quite honest usually, but I didn't expect you to be so full of bad things. I can't control you kids fighting.”Zhou Yuan stared at Yan Jiekuang with a faint smile.
"Brother Zhou, I understand." Yan Jiekuang chuckled and ran off with his bag.
"Yan Jiekuang." Zhou Yuan shouted.
"Brother Zhou, is there anything else?" Yan Jiekuang was curious.
"Catch."
Zhou Yuan threw a toffee to Yan Jiekuang.
Although Yan Fugui's monthly salary was 41.5 yuan, he couldn't bear to spend money to buy milk candy for Yan Jiekuang and the others.
"Thank you, Brother Zhou."
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