Qin Ming sat on the stone bench and studied Shengshengjue all night. Not only was he not tired, but he was more energetic. Shengshengjue can absorb the life energy from heaven and earth, allowing him to recover his injured energy and blood, and also keep him full of energy.
It took Qin Ming three years to study the first stage of Shengshengjue. The time span was very long. Firstly, because he was really too young and didn't know much. Secondly, he didn't understand the Qi training method of Shengshengjue. It’s all about exploring on my own. This time, it was obviously much easier to study the second paragraph. I gained some insights in one night. Qin Ming was confident that he could study it thoroughly in half a year or even less, and integrate the first and second paragraphs of Sheng Sheng Jue.
The old man didn't know when he went back to the warehouse to sleep. There were only Qin Ming and the lonely grave in the yard.
Qin Ming was in a good mood, and the gloom of being rejected by Elder Chu Hua was gone. He made breakfast for the old man, put a steamed bun in his mouth and walked to the corner of the yard to do his daily exercise. He lifted the two-meter-high stone jar and held it firmly in his hand. His muscles were tense and his lines were perfect.
This stone jar was used by him to store groceries.
His job every morning was to deliver needed groceries to various places in the Qingyun Sect. At first, he pushed a wooden cart back and forth, and later he changed it to a one-meter-long wooden barrel to carry the groceries. Put it inside and carry it on your back for delivery. Two years ago, he switched to a stone jar. He put all the things he had to deliver every day into the stone jar and held it up to deliver the goods.
The outside of the stone jar is covered with iron cones, and the overall weight is 300 kilograms. If you put the things that need to be delivered every day, it will weigh at least 500 kilograms, and it will reach 700 or 800 kilograms when it is heavy.
Qin Ming was shirtless, striding in the courtyard holding a stone jar high. Strong muscles, strong explosive power, and tenacity and long-lasting perseverance are all acquired through training day after day.
Turn difficulties into experiences, this is what Qin Ming says to himself every day.
"Qin Ming, are you there?" A high-pitched voice came from outside. A fair and fat man stood outside the iron gate. He looked very arrogant and deliberately raised his head and squinted his eyes.
His name is Zhang Dong, and he is one of the stewards of the Qingyun Sect. He is responsible for managing half of the servants of the Qingyun Sect and arranging their daily work.
Qin Mingli ignored him and continued to exercise while holding the stone jar.
"Are you so deaf? I'm following you..." Zhang Dong screamed at the top of his lungs.
Boom! The stone jar in Qin Ming's hand fell heavily to the ground, and the entire warehouse compound trembled.
Zhang Dong shivered and his voice got stuck on the spot, like a duck being strangled by the neck, standing at the iron gate and not daring to take even a step inside.
Qin Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Is something wrong?"
Zhang Dong looked at the stone jars weighing several hundred kilograms and felt terrified, but the expression on his face was still arrogant. He raised the list in his hand and said, "This is the goods to be delivered today."
"It's posted on the door every day. Why do you have the time to come in and see me today?"
"Hey! You little criminal, I came here because I think highly of you..." Zhang Dong was so flustered by Qin Ming's eyes that he hesitated and turned into mumbling. He really didn't dare to quarrel with Qin Ming, otherwise he would be beaten. He had been beaten many times before, and this stupid boy had no concept of status difference in his eyes.
"Give it to me." Qin Ming walked over, took the list, and glanced at it: "So many places?"
Zhang Dong chuckled: "Aren't you at the Lingwu realm? You dare to attack Elder Chu Hua. Is it hard for you to send more goods?"
"There are some parts here that I shouldn't send."
"I have the final say as to what should be delivered or not. Those who can do the hard work. From today on, you can deliver to three times more places than before."
Qin Ming glanced at him coldly and shook off the list in his hand.
"What are you doing? If you dare to hit me again, all the goods of Qingyun Sect will be given to you from now on. I will tire you to death! Look... are you... still looking? Look again! Qin Ming, don't be impulsive. Why don't you give me a few more kilograms of goods? Alright..." When Zhang Dong saw Qin Ming walking forward, he was so frightened that he staggered back. When Qin Ming was ten years old, he chased him all over the country and beat him. From then on, he beat him at least twice a year. The more you punish him, the harder he will beat him. This guy is made of steel and is not afraid of punishment. After all, Qin Ming hasn't beaten him this year, so Zhang Dong has a shadow in his heart.
"I'm picking things up, don't be afraid." Qin Ming picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the stone jar.
Zhang Dong was embarrassed: "Hurry up and pack up and deliver the goods. I'm warning you, even if you reach the Xuanwu realm in the future, you will still be a servant and have to deliver the goods every day."
"Zhang Dong, don't be too arrogant. You will always be a manager, but I may not always be a servant." Qin Ming carried a bucket of well water and walked into the warehouse. He cleaned himself up and changed into clean and tidy clothes.
Although he is a servant, he is also a young master, the young city lord of Thunder Ancient City.
The clothes don’t need to be expensive, just clean. No more suffering, just smile.
Regardless of whether others think highly of yourself or not, you must first think highly of yourself and respect yourself.
This is an attitude towards life, and it is also Qin Ming's attitude towards martial arts.
Zhang Dong rolled his eyes outside, no matter how you pretend, you will be a servant for the rest of your life.
Qin Ming moved the goods and quantities one by one into the stone jars according to the list. But he looked back at Zhang Dong who raised his head and squinted at the iron gate. He frowned for a while, then walked into the warehouse again, stuffed some other things around his waist, and then walked out of the warehouse.
The stone jar was filled with various goods, weighing at least 800 kilograms inside and outside.
Qin Ming raised his hand and shouted in a muffled voice. The stone jar rose up and squatted firmly on his hands.
Zhang Dong gasped as he watched, secretly cursing the pervert. "Hurry up! Don't delay. I'm going late. I'll let you walk and crawl back."
Qin Ming left the warehouse holding the stone jar. The weight of 800 kilograms was a lot of pressure for Qin Ming, but he would insist on lifting it every day, trying to keep his steps as steady and his breathing as smooth as possible.
Zhang Dong was envious in his heart and sarcastically said: "Look at how powerful you are. What can you do with your body and strength? For a strong man, martial arts and realm are the key. It's a pity that they have no fate with you in this life." , the most you can do is wander around the Lingwu Realm, don’t have any illusions about higher levels."
The stone jar in Qin Ming's hand suddenly tilted and was about to be smashed towards Zhang Dong.
Zhang Dong screamed in fright and threw himself far away while rolling and crawling.
Qin Ming straightened the stone jar easily and walked past him in large strides.
"You... you bastard!" Zhang Dong was so angry that his teeth itched.
The Qingyun Sect is located deep in the Yunluo Forest. It has been inherited for thousands of years. The sect covers a huge area and sits on more than 30 mountains. It has 8,000 disciples and countless strong men. It is a large sect that is well-known far and wide. , is a holy place in the hearts of warriors within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.
Qingyun Sect openly recruits disciples every two years. At that time, thousands of people will gather at the foot of the mountain, trying every means to get their children in, practice martial arts, and condense spiritual power. If they can complete the Spirit Tempering Realm and advance to the Spiritual Martial Realm, it will be enough for them to be proud of their parents. If they are lucky enough to become an elite disciple, or even become the direct disciple of a certain elder, then the smoke is coming out of the ancestral grave, or the smoke is gurgling. kind of.
Qin Ming held up the stone jar and walked stridingly in the Qingyun Sect. Every time he stepped firmly on the ground, the steps on the ground shook slightly. This scene was definitely the most eye-catching scene in the Qingyun Sect in the early morning. Although many disciples had long been used to it, he It always attracts attention every time it appears.
He looks very strong and powerful, with a height of 1.8 meters. He looks like he is seventeen or eighteen years old, but in fact he is only fifteen years old. It is the eight years of torture in the Qingyun Sect that have made him more mature, both mentally and physically. Or appearance.
"Qin Ming, congratulations on entering the Lingwu Realm."
Someone on the road took the initiative to say hello to Qin Ming and gave him a kind smile. There was some admiration or sympathy in the smile.
"Hello, senior brother." Qin Ming always greeted these friendly disciples.
"Let me discuss with you another day." Some disciples shouted from a distance.
"Okay, I've written it down." Qin Ming responded with a smile.
Of course, some people think highly of Qin Ming, and some people dislike Qin Ming. There were many disciples coming and going on the road. Some people laughed, some talked quietly, and most people simply ignored him.
Qin Ming held a stone jar with a list and walked steadily on the steep stone steps, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, delivering goods to courtyards, kitchens, personal martial arts fields and other places, and recycling goods and materials that were no longer used.
While doing your job seriously, you are exercising your strength.
They sent over a dozen of them without any incident, but when Qin Ming climbed to the top of the mountain to practice martial arts, he was scolded head-on.
"What I want is an iron rod, a hundred-pound iron rod. What do you mean by giving us two wooden rods?"
A strong disciple broke the thick wooden stick into pieces and threw it towards Qin Ming.
The huge martial arts arena was quiet, and many disciples doing morning exercises were looking here.
This large-scale martial arts arena is where Qingyun Sect disciples gather to practice. It has a specially built martial arts stone platform and special training equipment. Here you can practice and compete, and you can also enjoy the battles of elite disciples and learn experience and skills. Each martial arts performance The venue can accommodate up to thousands of people and is an important training venue for Qingyun Sect.
There are a total of fifteen such large-scale martial arts venues in Qingyun Sect.
Qin Ming put down the stone vat and took out a list: "Two wooden sticks in the tenth martial arts arena."
"Fart, I made it clear to Zhang Dong last night that I want a 100-pound iron rod. Boy, are you Qin Ming? I heard that you showed the strength of the Lingwu Realm in the test yesterday? Bah, Lingwu Realm Your martial arts level is amazing, how dare you secretly exchange materials? Believe it or not, I can put you in solitary confinement for ten days with just one word."
Rare laughter came from the side.
"What's the matter? I'll go back and change it for you." Qin Ming raised the stone jar and turned to leave.
"When? I'm in a hurry to use it."
"Next life."
"You are so tired of living." The disciple was annoyed, but was pulled down by other disciples. You are twenty years old, why are you shouting like a child
Qin Ming was too lazy to pay attention to this kind of goods and continued to deliver the goods with the stone jar on his shoulders. Soon he came to another high mountain. This mountain was not within his delivery range before because all the female disciples lived here.
"Hey, isn't this Qin Ming?"
"It seems like, why are you here?"
"I heard that I have reached the Lingwu realm. This guy is a talent."
"He's actually pretty good, but he has such a strong personality that he won't bow down."
"Obviously he is a young city lord, but it is quite pitiful to be reduced to this situation."
There were many female disciples coming and going, but no one gave him any trouble.
Qin Ming walked halfway up the mountain with the stone vat. This was the delivery location, but when he came to take a look, oh, the hot spring area
There are large and small independent hot springs here. It is said that the warm water comes from deep underground and is rich in water energy. Many disciples like to practice here.
"Who are you?" A female disciple met Qin Ming face to face. She may have just finished practicing. Her long hair was wet and disheveled. She didn't have many clothes. She could vaguely see some spring. She glanced at Qin Ming's hand held high. The two-meter stone jar was a little surprised, but he quickly recognized him. "Why are you here?"
"I want thirty sticks here..." Qin Ming really didn't know that this was a hot spring area. He opened his mouth and stopped talking. There was actually thirty wooden sticks written on the list
"Thirty what?"
"It's nothing, I sent it to the wrong place." Qin Ming understood that it must be that bastard Zhang Dong who was messing with him.
"Why is there a man?" Several female disciples walked next to them and stopped one after another. They all had wet hair and thin clothes, which made people think.
Qin Ming didn't want to cause trouble, so he held up the stone jar and was about to leave. A female disciple coldly scolded: "This mountain does not allow male disciples to enter in the early morning or at night. Do you understand the rules?"
The female disciple from before gave gentle advice. "Don't make it difficult for him. Maybe he's in the wrong place."
"Then who knows, maybe there's something fancy about it."
A female disciple chuckled and said: "You are not old, but your body is quite strong."
Qin Ming quickly left the mountain in depression and dumped all the goods on the list at the foot of the mountain. Anyway, I gave it away, but they wouldn't let me in, so they could only leave it here and anyone who wanted it could get it.
"This method is really low-level." Qin Ming opened the list and looked carefully at the places to be sent next. In addition to a few things that looked normal, there was also the 'Ninth Mountain'.
Isn’t the Ninth Mountain the Medicine Mountain
Medicine Mountain is a forbidden area of Qingyun Sect. No disciple is allowed to set foot there privately. Anyone who dares to violate it will be severely punished.
Zhang Dong was ruthless enough and even asked him to go to Yaoshan to deliver goods. If he went, he might be beaten out. If he didn't go, he could take the opportunity to report to the manager and punish Qin Ming.
Qin Ming decisively threw away the list and prepared to leave. No matter what your punishment, I will not serve you.
But after walking a few steps, Qin Ming stopped on the path, rolled his eyes, and looked back at the list.