C5 Iron Box

Chen Ren felt a very, very long dream in which a rainbow dragon tried to escape from his body.

However, this light dragon was firmly trapped by a purple-gold hoop, unable to break free at all.

Although he had also exhausted all of his strength to help that seven-colored light dragon break free of its bindings, his own strength was truly too insignificant, simply unable to do anything.

And just as Chen Ren rushed over to help the light dragon, the purplish-gold hoop that had wrapped around the light dragon suddenly broke apart, immediately trapping Chen Ren within, tightly binding him together with the light dragon.

Then, the hoop began to shrink inward, seemingly wanting to fuse the light dragon with him.

Thinking of how he and Guang Long would turn into a terrifying monster after merging together, Chen Ren felt a chill run down his spine. Then, he desperately called out for help.

When Chen Ren opened his eyes, he discovered that he had already returned home and was lying on his bed.

Looking at his body, Chen Ren realized that it was just a dream.

However, the dream from before was too real, so Chen Ren could not tell if it was real or fake.

When Chen Ren woke up, he saw his grandfather rushing over.

Seeing his grandfather's anxious expression, a warm smile appeared on Chen Ren's face.

"Ren'er, what happened?" His grandfather's anxious voice could be heard from afar.

Looking at his grandfather's anxious expression, Chen Ren knew that it must have been his grandfather who had heard his call for help in his dream.

Feeling his grandfather's caring gaze, Chen Ren's heart warmed. He smiled slightly and said, "It's nothing, grandfather. I just woke up and realized that a long time had passed, so I was a little surprised."

As he spoke, Chen Ren put on his clothes and prepared to help his grandfather with his work.

Now that Chen Zhonghou was getting older and older, there were many things that he could not do. Hence, there were some things that he needed Chen Ren's help with.

This was also the main reason why Chen Jianfeng had a very big opinion of Chen Zhonghou. This was because in Chen Jianfeng's view, Chen Ren was still young. His main focus should be on developing martial artist potential and not on supporting his family.

Besides, Chen Ren was receiving systematic training now. It could increase his physical strength, and if he overworked early, it would hurt his tibia bone.

However, Chen Ren was Chen Zhonghou's grandson after all. Chen Jianfeng, this outsider, was hard to say.

Because he had been relying on his grandfather since he was young, Chen Ren knew that his grandfather had already paid a lot for raising him.

Now that his grandfather was getting older and older, and he was also growing up, he should start to take part in the responsibility of supporting his family.

Therefore, now that he woke up every day, Chen Ren would help his grandfather do some work that he could do to reduce his grandfather's burden as much as possible.

Seeing Chen Ren getting up in a hurry, Chen Zhonghou hurriedly said, "Ren'er, you don't have to get up today. Yesterday, you..."

Speaking up to this point, Chen Zhonghou suddenly stopped. He seemed to have said something wrong and wanted to change it but it was too late.

Hearing this, Chen Ren seemed to have suddenly thought of something and asked anxiously, "Oh right, Grandfather, I should have tested my talent yesterday, right? How's my talent? "

"Yesterday, I couldn't hold on any longer as I practiced. I fainted and forgot to test my talent."

At the end of his sentence, Chen Ren felt a little embarrassed.

Looking at Chen Ren's eager expression, Chen Zhonghou showed a struggling look in his eyes at this moment. But soon, his struggle was replaced by determination.

Shaking his head slightly, Chen Zhonghou said in a low voice, "Ren'er, there is something wrong with the result of your test. After you have recovered your body, let's go for another test. Grandpa will go and beg third uncle. Let him give you another chance "

Hearing this, the hope on Chen Ren's face froze. He was smart enough to guess from his grandfather's words that the result of his test was definitely not ideal.

"What level is my talent at? Level four or ordinary?" Ordinary people could at most reach the third level of the Nine Stars Realm.

In Chen Ren's opinion, no matter how poor his talent was, it should be at least level four.

It had to be known that the previous seven days of training had also been to stimulate the potential of every child.

Chen Ren felt that the training he had received a few days ago was barely passable, and his talent should not be much worse.

Hearing Chen Ren's words, Chen Zhong Hou did not immediately reply this time. Instead, he comforted him, "It's fine. Without martial talent, you can learn forging from grandpa. Perhaps in the future, if you have enough opportunities, you will be able to obtain the true inheritance of a blacksmith. "

Hearing Chen Zhonghou's words, Chen Ren's face immediately turned pale. Without martial talent, it meant that he had no hope of becoming a powerful martial artist.

Looking at Chen Ren's instantly pale face, Chen Zhonghou felt a stabbing pain in his heart. Could it be that his choice was really wrong?

At this moment, Chen Ren forced out a smile and said to Chen Zhonghou, "Grandfather, I want to rest today."

He touched Chen Ren's head with pity and nodded. "Rest well. Grandpa is still healthy. You don't need to help support his family."

Chen Ren shook his head and said, "I just need to rest for a day. It has been hard enough for you to support me all these years. I can help now. After today, I will properly learn forging techniques from you "

After saying that, Chen Ren got up and walked outside.

Chen Ren's home had a total of three houses. One of the houses was Chen Ren's bedroom, the largest house was Chen Zhonghou's blacksmith's forge and bedroom, and the last one was a warehouse like house.

Chen Zhonghou's house was said to be the oldest house in Iron Bull Village, especially that warehouse. No one knew when it was built.

However, in the beginning, it was said that a powerful existence had once stayed in Iron Bull Village. The place he lived in was that warehouse.

Originally, many people thought that the powerful existence must have left some treasures in the warehouse.

However, after many years of 'exploration', that piece of land, which was at most 30 square meters, had been searched countless times.

It was not an exaggeration to say that they had dug three feet into the ground, but the only harvest they obtained was sweat and dust all over their bodies.

Later, after Chen Zhonghou brought Chen Ren, who was only six months old, to settle down in Iron Bull Village, the village chief gave this old house, which had been abandoned for an unknown number of years, to Chen Zhonghou.

Ever since Chen Ren was three years old, he would often go to the warehouse alone to stay for a period of time.

In the past, because he was worried that Chen Ren would stay in the dark room alone, Chen Zhonghou had also secretly observed a few times.

Later on, Chen Zhonghou discovered that Chen Ren was just sitting there in a daze. No one knew what he was thinking.

Hence, after Chen Ren entered the warehouse, Chen Zhonghou no longer paid attention to him and allowed Chen Ren to stay alone.

However, this time, Chen Ren's mood was clearly abnormal. Hence, after Chen Ren walked into the black room, a trace of Chen Zhonghou's Divine Sense quietly followed Chen Ren into the warehouse.

Chen Ren was like a walking corpse as he slowly moved into the warehouse.

Chen Ren was very clear about the situation here, so even if it was pitch black, Chen Ren would not trip.

In the pitch black warehouse, Chen Ren walked straight towards the place where he often squatted.

Because Chen Ren often squatted there, there was even a shallow mark.

After squatting on the ground, Chen Ren could no longer suppress his emotions. He immediately laid on his lap and cried bitterly.

After all, he was just a six year old child. How could he bear to suddenly hear that he did not have any talent at all?

Chen Ren had been sensible since he was young. He could still pretend to be fine in front of his grandfather.

After crying for an unknown period of time, Chen Ren slowly stopped crying and muttered, "Mom, Ren'er was tested to have no martial talent at all today. What should I do?"

"Ren'er has already trained very hard, but she still doesn't have martial talent. Ren'er promised that she would definitely find Mom. She will definitely save you."

"But Mom, Ren'er doesn't have talent. The instructor once said that. Those without talent, no matter how hard they work, they will not be able to become strong. Ren Er is not afraid of hardship, but no matter how hard it is, Ren Er will never be able to become strong. Cultivation has no meaning at all."

"Mom, Ren'er misses you so much. Ren'er misses you so much. Other children all have mothers. Why is Grandma so cruel? Why doesn't she let me live with you? Mother, Ren'er misses you so much. Ren'er misses you so much. Other children all have mothers. Why is Grandma so heartless? Why doesn't she let me live with you? Why? "

"Every time I ask you, Grandfather will always be very angry, but I just want to know more about you."

"In the memories you left me, you didn't tell me where you are now, nor did you tell me how to save you."

"I can only find you when I reach the Saint level, but I don't have any talent right now, so how can I reach the Saint level?"

"Grandpa said he wanted me to learn forging from him in the future. Maybe I'll be able to obtain the inheritance of a true blacksmith in the future, and I'll have a chance to become stronger."

"That's right. Although I don't have the talent of a martial artist, as long as I obtain the inheritance of a blacksmith, I can still save you."

"Mom, just you wait. I'll definitely save you. I will definitely get the inheritance of the Craftsman"

At the end, Chen Ren's voice carried a hint of sobbing.

Clearly, the sensible Chen Ren also knew that the possibility of him obtaining the true inheritance of the Craftsman Master was not much greater than him becoming a powerful martial artist without any martial talent. This was basically a form of self-consolation.

Chen Ren's voice was so soft that it was difficult to hear clearly in this spacious warehouse.

However, Chen Zhonghou's Divine Sense was still able to clearly capture the contents of Chen Ren's whisper.

After hearing Chen Ren's whisper, Chen Zhonghou felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

Chen Zhonghou was stunned for a moment. He kept muttering, "Am I really wrong? He actually knew. Am I really wrong? He actually knows."

Chen Zhonghou, whose mind was in chaos, withdrew his Divine Sense in a sorry state. He could no longer bear to see Chen Ren in pain.

After all, he was the one who caused Chen Ren's current pain.

Of course, Chen Ren did not know that Chen Zhonghou was spying on him, nor did he notice Chen Zhonghou's Divine Sense leaving.

After Chen Zhong Hou's Divine Sense left, Chen Ren was left alone in the warehouse.

After an unknown period of time, Chen Ren mumbled something to himself.

Finally, Chen Ren seemed to be tired from crying and fell asleep.