Chapter 4: Look at myself

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Qin Ming sat on the stone bench and studied all night's life and death, instead of being exhausted, he was full of energy and energy. Sheng Sheng will be able to swallow the breath of life from the heavens and the earth, let him recover the wounded blood, and also keep him full of energy and spirit.

Qin Ming spent the first three years of the postgraduate finals with a long time span. One is that the age is really too young and he doesn't know much. The other is that he doesn't know about the practice of qi training. It was all a groping exercise. The second paragraph of this study is obviously much smoother, and I felt a little overnight. Qin Ming was confident that he could study thoroughly in half a year or even less and integrated the first and second paragraphs of Shengsheng Jue.

The old man didn't know when he went back to the warehouse to sleep, and in the yard there was only Qin Ming and the lonely grave.

Qin Ming was in a good mood and swept away the gloom rejected by Elder Chu Hua. He prepared breakfast for the old man, stuffed a **** in his mouth, and walked to the corner of the yard for daily exercise. He lifted a two-meter-high stone cylinder, gathered firmly in his hands, his muscles were tight, and his contours were perfect.

This stone jar was used by him for groceries.

His job every morning is to deliver the needed groceries to Qingyunzong everywhere. At the beginning, he pushed a wooden wheel cart, and sent it back and forth, and then replaced it with a one-meter wooden barrel to put things. Put it on your back for delivery. He switched to a stone jar two years ago, put everything in the stone jar every day, and held it for delivery.

The outside of the stone jar is covered with iron cones, and the overall weight is 300 kilograms. If you put things to be delivered every day, there will be at least 500 kilograms. When it is heavy, it will reach 700-800 kilograms.

Qin Ming was naked, walking high in the courtyard with a high stone jar. Strong muscles and strong explosive power, as well as tenacity and endurance, are how to exercise day after day.

Turning difficulties into training, this is what Qin Ming has to say to himself every day.

"Qin Ming, are you there?" A sharp voice came from outside. A white fat man stood outside the iron gate, looking arrogant, and tilted his head deliberately.

His name is Zhang Dong. He is one of Qing Yunzong's stewards. He is responsible for managing half of Qing Yunzong's servants and arranging their daily work.

Qin Mingli ignored him and continued to exercise by holding the stone cylinder.

"Are you particularly deaf? I'm talking to you ..." Zhang Dong screamed with a throat.

Bang! Qin Ming's stone crock fell to the ground, and the whole warehouse yard trembled.

Zhang Dong followed for a moment, and the voice of the card owner on the spot, like a duck with his neck around, stood at the iron gate and didn't dare to walk half a step inside.

Qin Ming wiped his forehead with sweat: "Is something wrong?"

Zhang Dong looked at the stone jar with a few hundred pounds of hair in his hair, but his expression was still arrogant, and he raised the list in his hand: "This is the goods to be delivered today."

"It's posted on the door every day. Why would you come in and see me today?"

"Hey! You little sinner, Lao Tzu came in to look down on you ..." Zhang Dong was so frightened that Qin Ming's eyes stared at him, and two voices became mumbles. He really didn't dare to fight with Qin Ming, otherwise he would be beaten. He hadn't been beaten before. There is no concept of status difference in the eyes of this muddy boy.

"Give me." Qin Ming walked over, took the list, and glanced at: "So many places?"

Zhang Dong sneered: "Aren't you in Lingwu Realm? You dare attack Elder Chu Hua, and it's hard to get you some more goods?"

"Somewhere in it shouldn't be me."

"Whether you should deliver or not, I have the final say. Those who are capable can do more work. From today, you will have three times more delivery places than before."

Qin Ming coldly glanced at him, and shook his list.

"What are you doing? If you dare to hit me again, you will receive all the goods from Qingyunzong in the future, and you will not die if you are tired! Look ... You ... Still look? Look again! Qin Ming, don't be impulsive, send a few extra pounds What happened to the goods ... "Zhang Dong saw Qin Ming walking forward, scaring him back. When Qin Ming was just ten years old, he chased him down the mountain, and since then, he has beaten him at least twice a year. The more you punish him, the harder he stabs. The kid is not afraid of punishment because he is steel-framed. Counting it out, Qin Ming hasn't hit him this year, and 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: "I'm not ready to pack up and hurriedly deliver. I warn you that even in the future Xuanwu Realm, you are a servant and have to deliver every day."

"Zhang Dong, don't be too arrogant. You will always be a steward, I may not always be a servant." Qin Ming raised the bucket well water, went into the warehouse, cleaned his body first, and changed into clean and neat clothes.

Although he was a servant, he was also a son and the master of the city of Thunder.

Clothes are not luxurious, just clean, no more misery, just smile.

Regardless of the inability of others to look down on themselves, first of all, they must look down on themselves, and they must respect themselves.

This is an attitude towards life and Qin Ming's attitude towards martial arts.

Zhang Dong rolled his eyes outside, and what he pretended to be, you'd be a servant for life.

Qin Ming moved to the stone tank one by one according to the goods and quantity listed. But looking back at Zhang Dong who had a squinting look at the iron gate, his eyebrows frowned for a while, then he walked into the warehouse and stuffed something else around his waist, and then came out of the warehouse.

The stone crock is full of all kinds of goods, with a weight of at least 800 kilograms inside and out.

Qin Ming grabbed his hand, sulked, and the stone crock shouted, squatting firmly on his hands.

Zhang Dong inhaled and scolded him abnormally. "Hurry up! Don't fret, it's too late for you to walk and crawl back."

Qin Ming lifted the stone cylinder to leave the warehouse. The weight of 800 pounds was a lot of pressure for Qin Ming, but he insisted on holding up every day to keep his footwork as smooth and smooth as possible.

Zhang Dong was envious and taunted: "Look at you, you have nothing to do with energy and strength. For a strong man, martial arts and realm are the key. Unfortunately, they have nothing to do with you in this life. , You can turn around in the Lingwu realm at most, don't think about it at a higher level. "

The stone jar in Qin Ming's hand suddenly tilted, and he was about to fall towards Zhang Dong.

Zhang Dong screamed in horror.

Qin Ming relaxed the stone cylinder and strode past him.

"You ... you bastard!" Zhang Dongqi's teeth were itchy.

Qing Yunzong is located in the depths of Yunluo Forest. It has been passed down for thousands of years. The gate area is huge, it has more than 30 large mountains, its disciples reach 8,000, and there are countless strong people. It is a sacred place in the hearts of martial arts within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

Qing Yunzong openly recruits disciples every two years, and every time there are thousands of people gathered under the mountain, they try to squeeze their children in, practice martial arts, and condense spiritual power. If they can complete the quenching of the spiritual realm and enter the spiritual martial realm, they are enough to be the pride of their parents. If they can be lucky to become elite disciples, or even an elder's personal disciple, it is the ancestral grave that smokes, or the coo Kind of.

Qin Ming held a stone jar and walked in Qingyunzong. Every step was stable and the ground steps trembled slightly. The picture on this scene is definitely the most eye-catching in Qingyunzong's early morning. Although many disciples were used to it, he Every time there is always attention.

He looks very strong and strong, with a height of one meter eight, like seventeen or eighteen years old, in fact, only fifteen years old, eight years of torture in Qingyunzong made him more mature, both mentally Still appearance.

"Qin Ming, congratulations on entering Jinwu Realm."

Someone on the road took the initiative to say hello to Qin Ming, sent a kind smile, there was some admiration in the smile, or some sympathy.

"Hi brother." Qin Ming always greeted these friendly disciples.

"Let's talk to you for another day." Some disciples yelled from afar.

"Well, I can make a note." Qin Ming responded with a smile.

Of course, some people can see Qin Ming, some people can't get used to Qin Ming. Many disciples come and go on the road. Some sneer, some quietly discuss, and more people simply ignore him.

Qin Ming took the list with a stone crock, steadily walked on the steep stone steps, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, delivered to those courtyards, mansions, personal martial arts, and other places, and by the way recovered the goods and materials that were no longer used.

Working hard while doing your own work.

Nothing happened for more than a dozen of them, but when Qin Ming climbed to the top of the mountain to perform martial arts, he was met with headaches.

"I want iron bars, iron bars of a hundred pounds. What do you mean to us?"

A strong disciple shattered a thick wooden stick and threw it at Qin Ming.

The huge performance martial arts ground was quiet, and many morning practitioners looked around.

This large-scale performance martial arts field is where Qing Yunzong disciples concentrate their practice. There are specially-built performance martial arts benches and specialized training equipment. Here you can practice, learn, and enjoy the battle of elite disciples. The field can accommodate up to thousands of people and is an important cultivation occasion for Qing Yunzong.

There are fifteen such large-scale performance martial arts venues in Qingyunzong.

Qin Ming lowered the stone crock and came up with the list: "Ten Yanwu Wuchang, two wooden sticks."

"Fart, I made it clear to Zhang Dong last night. I want a 100-pound iron rod. Boy, you are Qin Ming, I heard that your test yesterday showed the power of Lingwu Realm? The martial arts are amazing, dare to steal the materials? Believe me or not, I can keep you in prison for ten days. "

Laughing laughter came from the side.

"What a big deal, 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."

"Next life."

"You are so tired." The disciple was annoyed, but was pulled down by other disciples. You are all twenty years old, and you are so angry with the children.

Qin Ming was too lazy to deal with this kind of goods, and carried the stone cylinder to continue delivery, and soon came to another mountain, this mountain was not within his delivery range, because all the female disciples lived here.

"Well, isn't that Qin Ming?"

"Like, why are you here?"

"I heard that I have explored Lingwu Realm, this kid is a personal talent."

"He's actually pretty good, he's too strong and won't bow his head."

"Obviously a little city owner, it's pathetic to fall to such a point."

There are many female disciples who come and go, but no one is going to make it difficult for him.

Qin Ming held a stone crock and walked to the middle of the mountain. This is the place for delivery.

There are large and small independent hot springs here. It is said that warm water comes from deep underground and contains abundant water power. Many disciples like to practice here.

"Who are you?" A female disciple met Qin Ming face to face. It may be that she has just practiced, her hair is wet and loose, and there are not many clothes. She can see a little Xu Chunguang, she glanced up at Qin Ming. The two-meter stone jar was a little surprised, but recognized him quickly. "Why are you here?"

"There are thirty here ..." Qin Ming really didn't know that this was a hot spring area. He opened his mouth and stopped talking. Why did the list contain thirty sticks?

"What about thirty?"

"Nothing, I sent the wrong place." Qin Ming understood, it must be Zhang Dong's **** who was engaging him.

"Why is there a man?" A few female disciples came next to him, all of them standing still, all with wet hair and thin clothes, which was imaginative.

Qin Ming didn't want to get in trouble, holding a stone jar to leave, a female disciple said coldly: "This mountain does not allow male disciples to enter in the early morning and evening. Do you understand the rules?"

The former female disciple talked warmly. "Don't embarrass him, you may have gone wrong."

"Then who knows, maybe there's some flamboyant intestines."

A female disciple laughed and said, "I'm not very old, and I'm quite strong."

Qin Ming was depressed and quickly left the mountain, dumping all the goods on the list at the foot of the mountain. Anyway, I sent it. They refused to let it in. They could only put it here, whoever wanted it.

"This method is really low-level." Qin Ming opened the list and took a closer look at the places to be sent next. In addition to a few that looked normal, there was also the "ninth mountain".

Isn't the ninth mountain the medicine mountain?

Yaoshan is a forbidden area of ​​Qingyunzong. No disciples are allowed to set foot on their own. Anyone who dares to violate it will be severely punished.

Zhang Dong was fierce enough to let him deliver to Yaoshan. If he did, he might be beaten out. If he didn't, he could take the opportunity to report to the director and then punish Qin Ming.

Qin Ming discarded the list decisively and was about to leave. Regardless of your punishment, I will not wait for you.

But within a few steps, Qin Ming stopped on the path, his eyes turned, and he looked back at the list.