Qin Ming sat on the stone bench and studied his life all night. Instead of being tired, he was more energetic. Shengsheng can definitely swallow the Qi of life from heaven and earth, let him recover his injured Qi and blood, and also let him maintain abundant energy and spirit.

    Before Qin Ming''s death, the first stage of graduate students'' decision-making took three years. The time span was very long. First, they were really too young and didn''t know much. Second, they didn''t understand the way of practicing Qi. They were all groping by themselves. The second paragraph of this study is obviously much more convenient. He has some feelings in one night. Qin Ming is confident that he can study it thoroughly in half a year or even less, and integrate the first and second paragraphs of life and decision.

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

    Qin Ming was in a good mood. He swept away the gloom rejected by elder Chu Hua. He made breakfast for the old man, stuffed a steamed bread in his mouth, went to the corner of the yard for daily exercise, lifted a two meter high stone jar and gathered it firmly in his hand. His muscles were tight and his lines were perfect.

    This stone jar is used by him to hold groceries.

    His job every morning is to deliver groceries to all places of Qingyun sect. At the beginning, he pushed a wooden wheel cart to deliver them back and forth. Later, he changed it into a wooden bucket of more than one meter and put things inside to deliver them on his back. Two years ago, he replaced it with a stone jar. He put everything he had to send every day in the stone jar and held it to deliver goods.

    The outside of the stone jar is full of iron cones. The overall weight is up to 300 kg. If you put the things you want to send every day, there will be at least 500 kg. When it is heavy, it will reach 700 kg.

    Qin Ming walked in the courtyard with bare upper body and holding up the stone jar. Strong muscles, strong explosive power, and tenacious and lasting perseverance are exercised day after day.

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

    "Qin Ming, are you there?" a shrill voice came from the outside. A white and fat man stood outside the iron door. He looked arrogant and deliberately tilted his head and eyes.

    His name is Zhang Dong. He is one of the stewards 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 continued to exercise with a stone jar.

    "Are you so deaf? I''m talking to you..." Zhang Dong screamed at the top of his voice.

    Boom! Qin Ming''s stone jar fell heavily, and the whole warehouse yard trembled.

    Zhang Dong trembled, and his voice caught the master on the spot, like a duck pinched by the neck. He stood at the iron gate and didn''t dare to take half a step in.

    Qin Ming wiped the sweat on his forehead: "what''s up?"

    Zhang Dong looked at the stone jar with hundreds of kilograms, but his face was still arrogant. He raised the list in his hand: "this is the goods to be delivered today."

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

    "Hey! You little sinner, I look up to you when I come in..." Zhang Dong was flustered by Qin Ming''s eyes, and faltered and became a mutter. He really didn''t dare to fight with Qin, or he would be beaten. He had been beaten before. There was no concept of status difference in the eyes of this bastard.

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

    Zhang donghum smiled: "aren''t you in the Lingwu realm? You dare to attack elder Chu Hua. It''s difficult for you to send more goods?"

    "There are some places in here that I shouldn''t send."

    "I has the final say," an able man is always busy. From today, you deliver more than three times as many places as you used to. "

    Qin Ming glanced at him coldly and shook his list.

    "What are you doing? If you dare to hit me again, you''ll be tired of delivering all the goods of Qingyun sect in the future! Look... You... Still look? Look again! Qin Ming, don''t be impulsive. What''s the matter with sending more kilograms of goods..." Zhang Dong saw Qin Ming go forward and scared him to stagger back. When Qin Ming was just ten years old, he chased him everywhere and beat him. Since then, he beat him at least twice a year. The more you punish him, the harder he will beat. This boy is steel and iron, and he is not afraid of punishment. To sum up, Qin Ming hasn''t beaten him this year, and Zhang Dong has a shadow in his heart.

    "I''ll pick up things. Don''t be afraid." Qin Ming picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the stone jar.

    Zhang Dong was ashamed and annoyed: "don''t clean up quickly and deliver goods quickly. I warn you that even if you are in the Xuanwu realm in the future, you are also a servant and have to deliver goods every day."

    "Zhang Dong, don''t be too arrogant. You''ll always be a steward, and I may not always be a servant." Qin ordered to take a bucket of well water, walked into the warehouse, cleaned up and changed into clean and tidy clothes.

    Although he is a servant, he is also a childe and the young city master of thunder ancient city.

    Clothes are not expensive, clean is OK, there is no more suffering, just smile.

    Whether others think highly of themselves or not, first of all, they should think highly of themselves and respect themselves.

    This is not only an attitude towards life, but also Qin Ming''s attitude towards martial arts.

    Zhang Dong rolled his eyes outside. You will be a servant all your life.

    According to the goods and quantity listed in the list, Qin Ming moved them to the stone jar one by one. But looking back at the iron door, Zhang Dong, who raised his head and squinted, frowned for a while, went into the warehouse and stuffed some other things around his waist before he walked out of the warehouse.

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

    Qin life grabbed his hand and drank with a muffled voice. The stone jar jumped up and squatted firmly on his hands.

    Zhang Dong inhaled and scolded the pervert. "Hurry up! Don''t dawdle. It''s late. Let you walk and crawl back."

    Qin Ming left the warehouse with a stone jar. The weight of 800 kg is not a small pressure for Qin Ming, but he will insist on lifting every day and keep his feet as smooth and smooth as possible.

    Zhang Dong was envious in his heart and mocked: "look, what can you do with your strength. For a strong man, martial arts and realm are the key. Unfortunately, they have no fate with you in this life. You can turn around in Lingwu realm at most. Don''t dream at a higher level."

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

    Zhang Dong screamed and rushed out very far.

    Qin Ming relaxed and strode past him.

    "You... You bastard!" Zhang Dong''s teeth itched.

    Qingyun sect is located in the depths of Yunluo forest. It has been inherited for thousands of years. The sect has a huge area, sits on more than 30 mountains, has 8000 disciples and countless strong ones. It is a famous large sect and a holy land in the hearts of martial artists within hundreds of kilometers.

    Qingyun sect openly recruits disciples every two years. At that time, thousands of people gather at the foot of the mountain to try their best to cram their children into the mountain to practice martial arts and refine spiritual power. If they can complete quenching spirit realm and enter Lingwu realm, they will be proud enough to be parents. If they are lucky to become elite disciples or even the personal disciple of an elder, it is the kind of smoke from the ancestral grave or the kind of Gugu.

    Qin ordered to lift the stone jar and stride in Qingyun sect. Every step on the ground makes the ground steps tremble slightly. The picture of this scene is definitely the most eye-catching in the morning of Qingyun sect. Although many disciples have long been used to it, he always attracts attention every time he appears.

    He looks strong and strong, with a height of 1.8 meters. He seems to be 17 or 18 years old. In fact, he is only 15 years old. It is the torture of Qingyun sect for eight years that makes him more mature, both mentally and physically.

    "Qin Ming, congratulations on Jin''s entry into Lingwu territory."

    On the way, someone took the initiative to say hello to Qin Ming and send a kind smile. There was some admiration or sympathy in the smile.

    "Hello, senior brother." Qin Ming always greets these friendly disciples.

    "I''ll compete with you another day." some disciples shouted from a distance.

    "OK, I can write it down." Qin Ming responded with a smile.

    Of course, some people think highly of Qin life, and some people don''t like Qin life. Many disciples came and went on the road, some sneered, some whispered, and more people ignored him directly.

    Qin Ming walked steadily on the steep stone steps with the list, holding the stone jar, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, delivered goods to the courtyards, kitchens, personal martial arts fields and other places, and recycled the goods and materials that were no longer used.

    While doing their work seriously, they exercise their strength.

    There was nothing wrong with sending more than a dozen, but when Qin ordered to climb to the top of the mountain martial arts field, he was criticized head-on.

    "What I want is an iron rod, an iron rod of 100 Jin. What do you mean by giving us wooden rods?"

    A strong disciple broke a strong wooden stick and threw it at Qin''s life.

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

    This large-scale martial arts arena is a place for Qingyun sect disciples to concentrate on cultivation. There is a specially built martial arts platform and special cultivation equipment. Here you can practice, compete, appreciate the battle of elite disciples and learn experience and skills. Each martial arts arena can accommodate up to thousands of people. It is an important cultivation occasion for Qingyun sect.

    There are fifteen such large-scale martial arts venues in Qingyun sect.

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

    "Fart, I told Zhang Dong clearly last night. I want a 100 Jin iron bar. Boy, you are Qin Ming. I heard that you showed the strength of Lingwu realm in the test yesterday? I Pooh, Lingwu realm is great. Dare you steal materials? Believe me or not, you can be locked up for ten days."

    A sparse laugh 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 away.

    "When? I''m in a hurry."

    "Next life."

    "You''re so tired of living." the disciple was angry, but was pulled down by other disciples. You''re twenty years old. What''s the matter with children.

    Qin Ming didn''t care about this kind of goods. He carried the stone vat and continued to deliver goods. Soon he came to another mountain, which was not within the scope of his delivery before, because all the female disciples lived here.

    "Eh, isn''t that Qin Ming?"

    "It seems so. Why did you come here?"

    "I heard that I''ve found my way to Lingwu. This boy is a talent."

    "He''s actually pretty good, but his personality is too strong to bow his head."

    "Obviously, he is a young city Lord. It''s pathetic to be reduced to such a situation."

    Many female disciples came and went, but no one came to embarrass him.

    Qin Ming walks to the hillside with a stone jar. This is the delivery place. Can you come to the hot spring area? There are independent hot springs, large and small. It is said that the warm water comes from the depths of the earth and is rich in water power. Many disciples like to practice here.

    "Who are you?" a female disciple met Qin Ming face-to-face. Maybe she had just finished cultivation, her long hair was wet and scattered, and she didn''t have many clothes. She could see some spring light faintly. She looked at the two meter stone jar held by Qin Ming. She was a little surprised, but she recognized him soon. "Why are you here?"

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

    "Nothing, I sent it to the wrong place." Qin Ming understood that it must be Zhang Dong''s bastard doing him.

    "Why is there a man?" several female disciples came next to them. They all stopped one after another, with wet hair and thin clothes.

    Qin Ming didn''t want to get into trouble. Holding a stone jar, he was ready to leave. A female disciple scolded Leng: "male disciples are not allowed to enter this mountain in the morning and at night. Do you understand the rules?"

    Wen Yan, the former female disciple, advised. "Don''t embarrass him. He may have gone to the wrong place."

    "Who knows, maybe there''s something fancy."

    A female disciple chuckled and said, "I''m not old, but I''m very strong."

    Qin Ming quickly left the mountain depressed and dumped all the goods on the list at the foot of the mountain. Anyway, I sent it. They won''t let it in. They can only put it here. Whoever wants it will take it.

    "This kind of means is really low-level." Qin Ming opened the list and looked carefully at the places to be sent next. In addition to a few normal looking ones, there was'' the ninth mountain ''.

    Isn''t the ninth mountain medicine mountain? Medicine mountain is a forbidden area of Qingyun sect. No disciple is allowed to set foot without permission. Anyone who dares to violate it will be severely punished.

    Zhang Dong is cruel enough to let him deliver goods to Yaoshan. If he goes, he may be beaten out. If he doesn''t go, he can take the opportunity to report to the manager and punish Qin Ming.

    Qin ordered to throw away the list decisively and prepare to leave. No matter what punishment you give, I won''t serve you.

    But without taking a few steps, Qin Ming stopped on the path, turned his eyes and looked back at the list.