For these knights in the world.
Qin Shujian rarely pays attention.
Because the identity difference between the two is really too big.
A great monk in the Manifestation Realm who can live for a thousand years, and an ordinary warrior who has not even been able to enter the sixth level of martial arts.
Wave.
A lot of them will die.
The two sides are not on the same level at all.
But even so.
But in fact, compared to the monks in the spiritual world, the number of these knights in the world is not even small.
after all-
Cultivation is about talent.
Not everyone is bound to be able to break through to the peak of Qi and blood, and not everyone has the opportunity to set foot in the True Martial Realm or even a higher level.
more people.
It was a fluke that I entered the first and second levels of martial arts, and then I wasted my whole life without making any progress.
These people have no hope of practicing spiritual practice.
Nor would he be willing to waste the remaining time on illusory things.
so.
They will bid farewell to the spiritual world completely and become a martial artist in the ordinary world, doing things that they think are heroic or beneficial to themselves.
After taking a look at the situation in the lobby, Qin Shujian didn't stay too long and decided to go out for a walk.
That's when.
The waiter who just now came up to us again and asked politely and respectfully: "Do you need anything to eat?"
"No need for now, I want to go for a walk by myself."
"Master, walk slowly."
Seeing this, the waiter stepped aside knowingly.
With his eyesight from many years of being around, he could tell that the man in front of him was no ordinary person.
It must be either honorable or noble.
If you can serve well, you might have a chance to turn around in this life.
No one is willing to be a waiter all his life, and no one is really willing to waste his life like this.
Such an opportunity came before me.
The waiter naturally wanted to grasp it.
But he also knew very well that such things could not be rushed.
If it arouses the other party's resentment, then the gain outweighs the loss.
the other side.
Qin Shujian came out of the inn and wandered on the street.
He is truly wandering with no special purpose.
for a long time.
Qin Shujian found that he was either practicing or fighting monsters, or on his way to practice and fight monsters.
In comparison.
The short-term leisurely life of Liangshan Village no longer exists.
From beginning to end.
His spirit was in a tense state, or it could be said that there was something driving him behind him.
Even if you are relaxed on the surface.
Secretly, he still didn't relax for a moment.
Qin Shujian also understands that the way to practice lies in relaxing, but he has never been able to let himself relax.
Until now.
Walking on the street like an ordinary person, feeling the people coming and going around him, and the sounds of vendors and footmen selling goods, made him feel relaxed.
this moment.
The connection between the spirit and the physical body seems to be even closer.
"It seems that practicing cultivation alone may not be a good thing. Sometimes you have to combine work and rest to cultivate the way."
Qin Shujian shook his head and laughed, then walked aimlessly among the crowd.
Meet something good-looking.
He stopped and watched for a while.
When he encounters something delicious, he will sit down, order one, and taste it.
For a great monk in the Manifestation Realm, Qin Shujian has already achieved the level of fasting, and even his body's own absorption of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is enough to offset his daily consumption.
Reason to sit down and have something to eat.
It's not for any other reason, it's just that I want to satisfy my appetite.
"Seller, how much does it cost?"
Qin Shujian put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands and said to the shopkeeper.
This is a small vendor, and the owner is not a young and strong man, but an old man over fifty years old. Time has left ravines on his face, but the difference is that his body is still upright.
It seemed that the burden and pressure of life could not crush this old man.
Hear the words.
The old man smiled and said: "Three pennies."
Afterwards, Qin Shujian stood up and handed over the three coins.
The old man took it with a smile, and then said: "Sir, please go slowly."
"Haha, how many years has this stall been open?" Qin Shujian asked casually.
"It's been twenty or thirty years."
The old man answered without thinking.
Twenty or thirty years.
For the average person, it’s more than half a lifetime.
Hearing this, Qin Shujian smiled again, then slightly cupped his hands and said, "I'll leave first."
"My lord, please take your time. Come back often when you have time."
"must."
Qin Shujian nodded, then left the old man's stall and walked elsewhere.
Just a bowl of something on top of the stall.
For him, it has been completely digested as soon as it enters his stomach.
But the taste still lingers on the lips and teeth.
Qin Shujian had already made up his mind that if he didn't leave during this period, he would have to come over and have a taste every day.
Next.
He entered the state of wandering again.
I met a lot of monks along the way, but they were not very strong. Only a few of them were able to enter the true martial realm.
strictly speaking.
The spiritual world and the ordinary world are actually not that separate.
There are many ordinary people in this world, but there are also many monks.
Monks are often confused among ordinary people. Unless they are in the same cultivation world, it will not be difficult to notice the difference.
for these things.
Qin Shujian didn't pay much attention.
In addition to encountering monks, as a ubiquitous player, I naturally encountered many.
but.
Not many of these players could recognize Qin Shujian's appearance.
after all-
No matter how famous Liangshan Village Master is, it is impossible for all players to know him, and Qin Shujian has been quiet a lot during this period. Even if some people have heard the name of Liangshan Village Master, they may not be able to recognize him.
To this.
Qin Shujian also enjoyed his leisure time.
The whole city is neither big nor small.
Compared with the Bifeng City and Zhen Ancient City that I visited before, this city is smaller, but compared with Liangshan City, it is more than twice the size.
This is just an ordinary city in the True Domain, and even the teleportation gate has not been established.
Qin Shujian did not use his cultivation.
It also took a whole day to explore the entire city.
When we returned to the inn, it was almost dusk.
When Qin Shujian came back.
But the waiter appeared at the right time, as if he had been waiting there all along, and said respectfully: "Do you need something to eat?"
"Then let's have a table of wine and food. As for what to serve, you can help me decide."
"Okay, I wonder if I want to have dinner in the guest room or in the lobby?"
Qin Shujian glanced at the lobby, which was half full of people, then pointed to an empty seat and said, "I'll sit there."
"Okay, sir, please sit down for a moment. I'll make arrangements right now."
"Um."
When Qin Shujian heard this, he nodded slightly, then walked to a blank table and sat down.
Then he glanced at the waiter's leaving figure from the corner of his eye, with a faint smile on his face.
What is the reason for the other party to be so positive
Even if he doesn't say it out loud, he can guess a thing or two.
for this kind of thing.
Qin Shujian actually didn't feel disgusted, but rather appreciated it.
Only those who can understand what opportunity is and want to work hard to fight for it are barely qualified in his eyes.
Know how to make progress.
Know how to seize opportunities.
But he won't go too far and be annoying in vain.
If people like Xiao Er were given a chance, it wouldn't be a big problem just to live a better life than the average person, if nothing else.
These things.
Qin Shujian saw it all, but he didn't reveal much.
Some appreciation is one thing.
But if you want to give him a chance, it depends on his mood.
Sitting in the lobby, I was surrounded by the sounds of other people talking, from all over the world. There were even many topics about monks, which made it a bit noisy.
"I heard that a three- to four-foot-long insect appeared on Shilippo. It specifically attacked and killed passing merchants. In the end, the experts from Yuquan Sect took action and killed it."
"A big head of three to four feet is nothing. You know the beast tide in the past few days. I have also seen a monster beast that is as big as a hill and is twenty to thirty feet tall. That guy is very powerful. He can't even take a step." Shake three shakes.”
"hiss!"
Qin Shujian always had a faint smile on his face. He had no objection to these things, but was rather interested in listening.
For nothing else.
It's just that he likes to be lively.
After waiting for about ten minutes, the waiter brought the dishes.
not much.
Just three simple dishes, one soup, a pot of wine and a bowl of white rice.
After all the dishes were served, the waiter smiled and said, "You can try them, sir. These are some of the more famous dishes in our restaurant. You can try them to see if they suit your taste."
"good."
"The waiter will step back first. If anything happens, I will give you instructions later." After saying that, the waiter stepped back wisely.
Wait until the waiter leaves.
Qin Shujian just took a mouthful of vegetables and chewed it. The taste was just as the waiter said, it was indeed good.
The dishes have no flair.
Apparently just ordinary ingredients.
But when it is stir-fried, it has a different taste.
While eating the food, he listened to the conversations of the people around him. When he heard the excitement, Qin Shujian showed a smile on his face, and then poured himself a glass of wine, tasting it and listening.
soon.
It's over in just one meal.
Qin Shujian didn't stay too long in the lobby, so he went directly upstairs and returned to his guest room.
While staying.
He has given him dozens of taels of silver at one time, which is enough to live in for a long time, including daily food.
When the silver ran out, the shopkeeper would naturally tell him.
so.
This also avoids the trouble of paying once for every meal.
In the following days.
Qin Shujian, like ordinary people, would go out for a stroll when he got up in the morning. Every day when he passed the old man's stall, he would sit down and eat something more, and then come back in the afternoon or evening.
Eat something in the lobby, listen to the conversations of the people around you, and then go upstairs again to start your daily practice.
In this way.
Time passed quietly.
Write something about daily life, after all, fighting and killing every day will definitely cause visual fatigue (this is really not a bad word count)
(End of chapter)