Qin Ming sat on a stone bench and studied the life and blood all night. Not only did he not get tired, but his energy was fuller. The life and energy could swallow the energy of life from the world, restore his injury and blood, and also allow him to maintain his abundant energy and energy.

Qin Ming used to take three years to graduate the first part of the student's life, and the time span was very long. One reason was that he was really too young and didn't know much. Secondly, he didn't understand the way of practicing Qi, and he completely explored it himself. The second part of this study was obviously much easier. He had 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 part of the student's life.

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

Qin Ming was in a good mood and swept away the gloom of being rejected by Elder Chu Hua. He prepared breakfast for the old man, stuffed a steamed bun in his mouth and walked to the corner of the yard for daily exercise. He lifted up a two-meter-high stone jar and gathered it steadily in his hands. His muscles were tight and his lines were perfect.

This stone jar is used to hold groceries.

His work every morning was to deliver groceries needed to various places in the Qingyun Sect. At the beginning, he pushed a wooden wheelbarrow, delivering them back and forth, and later replaced them with a wooden barrel worth more than one meter, putting the things inside and carrying them to deliver the goods. Two years ago, he replaced them with a stone jar, putting everything he wanted to deliver every day into the stone jar, and holding it to deliver the goods.

The outside of the stone jar is full of iron cones, and the overall weight is 300 kilograms. If you put the things you want to deliver every day, there will be at least 500 kilograms, and when it weighs, it will reach 700 kilograms.

Qin Ming, with his upper body naked, held the stone jar high and strided in the courtyard. His strong muscles, strong explosive power, and tenacity and lasting perseverance were trained day after day.

Turning difficulties into experience is what Qin Ming has to say to himself every day.

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

His name is Zhang Dong, and he is one of the managers of Qingyun Sect. He is responsible for managing half of the servants of Qingyun Sect and arranging their daily work.

Qin Mingli ignored him and held the stone jar to continue exercising.

"Are you so deaf? I'm following you..." Zhang Dong screamed at the top of his throat.

Boom! Qin Ming's hand fell heavily into the ground, and the entire warehouse courtyard trembled.

Zhang Dong shivered, and his voice stuck on the spot, like a duck who was strangled, standing at the iron gate and not daring to walk in half a step.

Qin Ming wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Is there anything wrong?"

Zhang Dong felt distressed when he looked at the hundreds of pounds of stone jar, but his face was still arrogant. He raised the list in his hand: "This is the goods we are going to deliver today."

"I stick it on the door every day, why do you have the leisure to come in and see me today?"

"Hey! You little sinner, I'm so proud of you when I come in..." Zhang Dong was so nervous that he was staring at Qin Ming's eyes that he stammered and turned into a mutter. He really didn't dare to show off to Qin Ming, otherwise he would have been beaten a lot. He had been beaten a lot before, and this guy had no idea of ​​status difference in his eyes.

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

Zhang Dong smiled: "Aren't you Lingwu Realm? You dare to attack Elder Chu Hua, will it stump you if you deliver more goods?"

“I shouldn’t send some places here.”

"I have the final say about what to deliver, not what to deliver. Those who are capable will work harder. From today on, you will have three times more delivery locations than before."

Qin Ming glanced at him coldly and shook the list in his hand.

"What are you doing? If you dare to hit me again, you will be given all the goods from Qingyun Sect in the future. You will be tired! Look... you... still look? Look again! Qin Ming, don't be impulsive, what's wrong with sending a few more kilograms of goods..." Zhang Dong was so scared that he staggered back when he saw Qin Ming walking forward. When Qin Ming was just ten years old, he chased him all over the mountains and fields. Since then, he has beaten him at least twice a year. The more you punish him, the more he beat him, and this kid is not afraid of punishment. In short, Qin Ming has not beat him this year, and Zhang Dong has a shadow in his heart.

"I'm picking up something, don't be afraid." Qin Ming picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the stone jar.

Zhang Dong was embarrassed and angry: "Don't pack up quickly and deliver the goods quickly. I warn you, even if you are in Xuanwu Realm in the future, you will be a servant and you will have to deliver goods every day."

"Zhang Dong, don't be too arrogant in life. You will always be a manager, and I may not always be a servant." Qin Ming carried the bucket of well water, walked into the warehouse, cleaned his body first, and changed into clean and tidy clothes.

Although he is a servant, he is also a young man and the young lord of Thunder Ancient City.

If the clothes are not luxurious, just be clean. If there is no more suffering, just smile.

No matter whether others can respect yourself or not, first of all, you must respect yourself and respect yourself.

This is a life attitude, and it is also Qin Ming's attitude towards martial arts.

Zhang Dong rolled his eyes outside, "What kind of pretending is that you will be a servant for the rest of your life."

Qin Ming moved the goods and quantity one by one to the stone jar according to the list. But when he looked back at Zhang Dong, who was squinting his head and squinted from the iron gate, frowned for a while, then walked into the warehouse, stuffed something else around his waist, and then walked out of the warehouse.

The stone jar is 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 steadily on his hands.

Zhang Dong took a breath and cursed the pervert. "Hurry up! Don't be too slow. If you go late, you will be able to walk and crawl back."

Qin Ming left the warehouse with a stone jar. The weight of 800 kilograms was a considerable pressure for Qin Ming, but he insisted on lifting it every day, keeping his steps as smooth as possible and breathing as possible.

Zhang Dong was envious and mocked: "Look at what a great person can you have. For a strong man, martial arts and realm are the key. Unfortunately, they have no fate with you in this life. At most, you can turn around in the spiritual martial arts realm. Don't think about it at a higher level."

Qin Ming's stone jar suddenly tilted and was about to smash it down towards Zhang Dong.

Zhang Dong screamed in a frightened voice, rolling and crawling and rushing far away.

Qin Ming easily stepped over the stone jar and walked over to him with great strides.

"You...you bastard!" Zhang Dong was so angry that his teeth were itchy.

Qingyun Sect is located deep in the Yunluo Forest. It has been passed down for thousands of years. It has a huge area. It has more than 30 mountains of all sizes and 8,000 disciples. There are countless strong people. It is a famous sect and a holy place in the hearts of warriors within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

Qingyun Sect openly recruits disciples every two years. Every time, thousands of people gather at the foot of the mountain, trying every means to stuff their children in, practice martial arts, and condense spiritual power. If they can complete the Spirit Tempering Realm and enter the Spirit Martial Realm, it will be enough for them to be their parents' pride. If they can be lucky enough to become elite disciples or even become personal disciples of an elder, it will be the kind of smoke coming from the ancestral grave, or the kind that is gurgling.

Qin Ming held up the stone jar and walked in Qingyun Sect. Every step he took was steadily, causing the steps on the ground to tremble slightly. The scene of this scene was definitely the most eye-catching thing about Qingyun Sect in the morning. Although many disciples had been used to it, he would always attract attention every time he appeared.

He looks very strong and strong, and is 1.8 meters tall, like he is seventeen or eighteen years old. In fact, he is only fifteen years old. It is the eight-year torture in Qingyun Sect that has made him more mature, both in mind and appearance.

"Qin Ming, congratulations on Jin entering the Lingwu Realm."

On the way, someone took the initiative to say hello to Qin Ming and gave him a kind smile, with some admiration or sympathy in his smile.

"Hello, senior brother." Qin Ming would always say hello to these friendly disciples.

"I'll find you to discuss it someday." Some disciples shouted from afar.

"Okay, I'll write it down." Qin Ming responded with a smile.

Of course, some people look down on Qin Ming, some people don’t like Qin Ming. On the way, many disciples come and go, some people laugh, some people talk quietly, and more people ignore him directly.

Qin Ming took a list and held the stone jar and walked steadily on the steep stone steps, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, to deliver goods to those places such as courtyards, kitchens, and personal martial arts fields, and at the same time, he recycled the no longer used goods materials.

While doing your own work seriously, you exercise your strength.

He sent more than a dozen times in a row but nothing happened, but when Qin Ming climbed to the top of the mountain to perform the martial arts field, he was criticized for being head-on.

"What I want is an iron stick, a 100-pound iron stick. What do you mean by giving us two wooden sticks?"

A strong disciple broke the thick wooden stick and threw it at Qin Ming.

The huge martial arts venue was quiet, and many morning exercise disciples looked here.

This large-scale martial arts field is a place where Qingyun Sect disciples concentrate on their practice. It has a specially created martial arts stone platform and specialized cultivation equipment. It can be practiced here, can be exchanged, and can also appreciate the battles and learning experiences of elite disciples. Each martial arts field can accommodate up to thousands of people, which is an important training occasion for Qingyun Sect.

There are fifteen large-scale martial arts training grounds in Qingyun Sect.

Qin Ming put down the stone jar and took out the list: "The tenth martial arts performance venue, two wooden sticks."

"Fuck, I told Zhang Dong clearly last night that I want a 100-pound iron stick. Boy, you are Qin Ming. I heard that your test showed the strength of the Lingwu Realm yesterday? Bah, the Lingwu Realm is amazing, dare to change materials? Believe it or not, I can put you in a sentence for ten days."

Sparse laughter came from beside him.

"What a big deal, I'll go back and change it for you." Qin Ming raised the stone jar and turned around and left.

"When? I'm in a hurry."

"Next life."

"You're so tired of living." The disciple was annoyed, but was pulled down by other disciples. You are twenty years old, what's the point of being a child?

Qin Ming was too lazy to pay attention to this kind of goods, so he carried a stone jar to continue delivering goods. After a while, he came to another high mountain. This mountain was not within his delivery range before, because everyone living here was a female disciple.

"Hey, isn't this Qin Ming?"

"It seems, why did you come here?"

"I heard that I have found the Lingwu Realm, this kid is a talent."

"He is actually quite good, but he has too strong personality and will not bow his head."

"It's obviously a young city lord, but it's very pitiful to fall to this level."

There were many female disciples coming and going, but no one came to make things difficult for him.

Qin Ming held the stone jar and walked to the middle of the mountain. This was the delivery location. But when he came to see, oh, the hot spring area?

There are independent hot springs of all sizes here. It is said that warm water comes from deep underground and contains rich water energy. Many disciples like to practice here.

"Who are you?" A female disciple met Qin Ming head-on. Maybe she had just finished practicing, her long hair was wet and she was not wearing much clothes. She could see some spring light. She glanced at the two-meter stone jar held high by Qin Ming, a little surprised, but soon recognized him. "Why are you here?"

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

"Thirty what?"

"It's nothing, I sent it to the wrong place." Qin Ming understood. It must be that bastard Zhang Dong was messing with him.

"Why is there a man?" Several female disciples walked next to him, and they all stopped one after another, all with wet hair and thin clothes, which made people imagine.

Qin Ming didn't want to cause trouble, so he held the stone jar and was about to leave. A female disciple scolded coldly: "This mountain is not allowed to enter in the early morning and at night. Do you understand the rules?"

The female disciple had previously advised gentlely, "Don't make things difficult for him, maybe he's gone to the wrong place."

"Who knows, maybe there are some fun things."

A female disciple giggled and said, "I'm not old, but my body is quite strong."

Qin Ming quickly left the mountain in depressed mood and poured all the goods on the list about the mountain at the foot of the mountain. Anyway, I sent it, they didn't let it in, so they could only let it go, and whoever wanted it would come and take 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 that looked normal, there was also the "Ninth Mountain".

Isn’t the Ninth Mountain Yaoshan?

Yaoshan is a forbidden area of ​​Qingyun Sect. No disciple is allowed to set foot on his own. Anyone who dares to violate it will definitely be severely punished.

Zhang Dong was cruel enough to ask him to deliver goods to Yaoshan. If he went there, he might be beaten out. If he didn't go there, he could take the opportunity to report to the general manager and then punish Qin Ming.

Qin Ming decisively threw away the list and was about to leave. No matter what punishment you have, I won’t serve you.
Chapter completed!