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A crisp birdsong came. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Zheng Qun slowly opened his eyes, saw that it was already dawn, got up and came outside the house. At this time, Cheng Min walked towards him with a meal. After the two entered the house, Zheng Qun finished washing, quickly finished eating, and prepared to go down the mountain for a walk.

Cheng Min knew that if Zheng Qun was kept stuffy in the house, he would have to go crazy, and advised him not to walk around. The scope of the Tianji Gate is very large, and there are many forbidden places, so I am afraid that Zheng Qun will cause unnecessary trouble.

Zheng Qun waved his hand at Cheng Min, and then ran down the mountain. The steps down the mountain were very steep, and Zheng Qun ran down dozens of steps, worried that his body would lose control again, so he hurriedly stopped his steps. Looking around, I saw that the disciples on the way to the cultivation ground were increasing one after another.

Half an hour later, Zheng Qun slowly walked to the bottom of the mountain, and soon blended into the group of hundreds of people going up the mountain. However, Zheng Qun walking on the steps looked a little different, not to mention that he was relatively short, and the color and style of his clothes were completely different from theirs.

Zheng Qun walked all the way, exposed to the wind and sun, and his face was bronzed. His clothes were light black, and the white clothes of these disciples were all in a strong contrast with the color of his clothes, which seemed extremely incongruous.

Most of these disciples were in their teens, and only a few of them carried swords. Zheng Qun was puzzled by the fact that there were very few female disciples among these people, and the ratio of men and women was very imbalanced. After they saw Zheng Qun, they exchanged heads and talked about each other.

Zheng Qun was a little flustered after hearing this, and he didn't know what to say to these disciples, so he didn't say anything and silently followed them towards the mountain.

Previously, Zheng Qun learned from Cheng Min that these people were all low-level disciples who had just started. He guessed that none of these disciples would be able to fly, otherwise, who would spend this brute force to climb the mountain?

Half an hour later, Zheng Qun came to the cultivation ground. I saw that this huge cultivation ground was tens of thousands of square meters, and it was extremely flat. Seeing some disciples coming up from the opposite side one after another, he knew that there were two paths leading to this cultivation ground. On the periphery of the training ground, there is an iron guardrail more than one person high, and dozens of simple pavilions are arranged one after another next to the guardrail.

Later, Zheng Qun sat down on the stone bench in the pavilion and began to observe how these disciples cultivated. I saw that they were cultivating separately and did not disturb each other: some meditated cross-legged, breathing and breathing; Some control weapons and fly out of the body; Some of them flew, but they were a little clumsy, and they didn't fly far before they landed.

Not only was it the first time Zheng Qun had seen it, but it was also the first time he had seen so many people cultivating together, and he was surprised to feel fresh at the same time. In order to prevent him, an outsider, from being seen through by them, Zheng Qun had to tense his nerves and pretend to be calm. However, he knew that this cultivation must be boring and bitter at the same time.

"Where are you from? Why don't you practice together? ”

At this moment, a voice like a silver bell came. Zheng Qun turned his head to look at the sound when he heard the sound, and saw a little girl who was slightly shorter than himself walking towards him. Because he was too focused on seeing these people's cultivation just now, Zheng Qun didn't notice it at all!

Seeing the little girl walking lightly, Zheng Qun stood up and looked at her. I saw that the little girl was petite and exquisite, fairy and jade, and a pair of clear and bright big eyes were looking at herself at the moment.

Looking at each other, Zheng Qun suddenly felt a little dizzy. When the little girl approached, a fragrance wafted by, and Zheng Qunfang came to his senses. At this time, Zheng Qun's face was already slightly flushed, and he was a little excited!

"I'm from the north, not a disciple of the sect."

"Oh, this cultivation ground is not allowed to outsiders."

"I knew this place was forbidden, so curiosity followed. Why did you all come here to cultivate? Is there nowhere else? ”

"According to the door rules, the aura here is strong, and it is suitable for us new Qi refining disciples to cultivate."

"Qi refining? Where do the disciples who have cultivated to a higher level go to cultivate? ”

"Most of the high-level and upper disciples in the Qi Refining Period have exclusive places to cultivate......"

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Zheng Qun chatted very speculatively with the little beauty in front of him, and learned some things from her mouth that he didn't know before. At this time, a disciple half a head taller than Zheng Qun walked quickly towards the two of them with a sword.

Before this person came closer, he said eagerly: "Senior Sister Cuizhu, who is this kid?" Let's go and practice together! ”

"Okay, Senior Brother Lu Chen, I'll come!"

Zheng Qun had already heard a little jealousy from this Senior Brother Lu Chen's mouth, and when he saw that the little beauty wanted to turn around and leave, he hurriedly nodded to her. The little beauty turned her waist and walked with her senior brother to the middle of the field. Seeing that the little beauty had disappeared, Zheng Qun sat on the stone bench and continued to watch the cultivation of his disciples.

A few hours later, Zheng Qun was watching with relish, and inadvertently saw a middle-aged man fall from the sky and walk slowly towards him. Zheng Qun had already guessed from the cyan Dao robe that this person must be the steward of the field, because the color of his Dao robe was the same as that of Yuan Zhen Dao people.

"Where did you come from, boy? So ignorant of the rules! ”

Zheng Qun saw that the steward was a little harsh, so he immediately stood up and said, "I came here from the Great Elder of the Heavenly Void, but unfortunately he is not in the door now, so he came to the cultivation ground to go around." ”

The steward immediately smiled and said amiably, "Oh, it turned out to be Elder Ben who came, so let's see it here." However, you can't disturb their cultivation. ”

Zheng Qun saw that the manager's face changed a few points faster than turning a book, and he couldn't help but secretly sigh that the energy of this day's void old way was so great. After a while, the steward walked into the arena and took two turns, got up and flew out of the arena.

It was close to noon at this time, and Zheng Qun felt a little hungry, so he decided to go down the mountain and go back to the resting place to eat something, and then come out again. After a while, he got up and walked down the mountain. Soon, Zheng Qun returned to his residence and saw Cheng Min waiting for him in the house.

So, the two sat down and began to chat. Zheng Qun learned from Cheng Min that he was not from Tianliao, and when he was a child, he fled with his parents and came to Tianliao, but he was separated from his parents soon after. When he was hungry and cold, Cheng Min happened to meet Tianyu Daoren, an internal affairs elder who is now like today's machine gate, and was brought to Tianji Gate by him so far.

When he was young, Cheng Min searched for his parents many times, but he couldn't find a clue. Zheng Qun felt the same way and told Cheng Min about some of his own things. Cheng Min felt very heavy after hearing this, worried that Zheng Qun didn't know where he would go in the future.

Half a month later, one day at noon. Zheng Qun was walking alone on the steps down the mountain at the back of the training ground. He prepared to go around the opposite hill. These days, Zheng Qun was mixed in the cultivation ground, and in addition to seeing the little beauty of Cuizhu every day, he also met some other disciples of his age.

At this time, the disciples on the cultivation ground would go down the mountain and return to their residences to rest. Zheng Qun walked and walked, and inadvertently looked back and saw that there were more people coming down the mountain behind him, so he quickened his pace and walked down. As soon as he reached the bottom of the mountain, the men behind him followed.

Zheng Qun knew that he couldn't walk them, so he naturally slowed down. In this way, the people behind him walked past him one after another. At this time, Zheng Qun saw that some ants had crawled out of the ground in front of him, and some had been trampled to death by the people who walked quickly, and the scene was a bit miserable.

Looking at the corpses of ants that died tragically, Zheng Qun suddenly felt that they were very innocent, and suddenly remembered the people who were mutilated by the soldiers of Juding Kingdom. He hurriedly ran forward, crouched down, and used his hands to protect the ants who were carrying the corpses of his companions.

"Please get out of the way, see how pitiful they are!"

"You can always see this kid these days, you say, is there something wrong with him? Haha......"

"Why are you so disobedient? Get to the side of the road! I was trampled on for a while......"

Later, Zheng Qun moved all the ants on the ground to the side of the road, clapped his little hands, and followed the team of disciples who went down the mountain to move forward.

At this moment, one of the disciples in front suddenly shouted loudly, "Look, there's a man lying on the ground over there!" ”

Zheng Qun looked to the side when he heard the sound, and saw a person lying face up on the fork in the road not far away. Judging by his gray hair, this man must be an old man. Zheng Qun stopped, turned around and walked towards the fork in the road.

Zheng Qun approached and saw that the old man was carrying a large gourd on his chest, and the plug was hanging low. At this time, the old man seemed to move his body unconsciously, and saw a trace of liquid flowing out of the gourd.

A few disciples came over to join in the fun. However, when they smelled the wine, they all quickly turned away. There is no doubt that the old man lying on the ground is an alcoholic.

Zheng Qun stood by and observed the old man, only to see that his eyes were closed, unkempt, and his gray beard was curled. The black clothes were not only covered with dust, but also had a few holes, which was extremely sloppy.

Later, Zheng Qun squatted down and put the stopper on the wine gourd. It was very hot, and the old man's forehead was dripping with sweat. Zheng Qun saw that if the old man continued like this, he would have to get sick, so he stretched out his hand and pushed him a few times. But the old man did not react at all, as if he was asleep.

As the smell of alcohol wafted from the old man's body, Zheng Qun had to pinch his nose and hide to the side.

An hour later, Zheng Qun called the old man again, trying to wake him up, but the old man still didn't respond. Zheng Qun was helpless and wanted to turn around and leave. At that moment, he saw a worn-out umbrella in the grass by the roadside, and he hurried forward to pick it up.

I saw that the original brown umbrella surface had faded after a long period of wind and sun. Zheng Qun shook off the dust on the umbrella and prepared to stretch it open. But what he didn't expect was that this broken umbrella could only be half opened, and most of the bamboo supports inside had been broken, and it was broken and could no longer be used.

After thinking for a moment, Zheng Qun walked to the side of the road and picked up a few long branches. He tucked the branches into the broken umbrella instead of the bamboo support, barely holding the other side of it open. Zheng Qun looked at his masterpiece and was very satisfied. He brought the umbrella to the old man and prepared to use it to shield the old man from the sun.