Cloud City, surrounded by dense forests, cliffs and strange rocks, towering mountains and even the sky and the sky, close to the black ancient forest, belongs to the southern part of the Reiki Continent is a rare small city-state that lives on mining due to the lack of aura, deep in the wilderness, often infested by brute beasts. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At noon, the sun was shining, as hot as the raging fire of hell, the heat was unbearable, and the poisonous sun was hot on people.

A group of strong men, bare-chested and bare-chested, shirtless, with fifty or sixty people, under the bright sun, gathered in the chaotic stone hill outside the city for intense and busy labor, with wide hands, exposed green tendons, dark and stout, waving a huge hammer, clenching the sharp iron cone, and smashing into the hard ore with sonorous force, precise and strong.

A middle-aged man with a body as hard as a rocky rock, standing in the shade of a house made of a few logs, shook a large bowl of water, snorted, drank it all, and had a white towel on his shoulder, his skin was as dark as coal, his black hair was scattered like wild grass, and his eyes were as sharp as a jackal.

The man swept over every strong man who was sweating and working in the rocky hill with an extremely harsh jackal gaze, the corners of his mouth rose, and he shook a large bowl of water, and drank a drop of it happily. He cocked his thick thighs and sat down on the freshly poured bowl of ore beside him, his eyes full of disdain and sarcasm.

"In the Reiki Continent, no matter how expensive you are born, no matter how smart your talent is, you can't form an aura domain, you can't guide the aura of the earth, you can't be a spiritual cultivator, even if you are the son of the city lord, you are also a waste material, you can only be sent to do heavy work, as a coolie, carry ore, cast a castle, and prevent brute beasts from attacking. The middle-aged man made a loud sound like a hammer colliding, and his eyes deliberately looked at the young man who was struggling to carry a small rock onto the minecart, full of disdain and sneer.

Instead of complaining about the hot weather, the strong men did not accuse the middle-aged man of being arrogant, but instead pointed to the only young man in the group wearing a gorgeous satin shirt, blew his eyebrows and glared, sneered, and sneered: "Return the son of the city lord, I think it is a useless waste material, fifteen years have passed, and it has not been able to form the aura domain, but I didn't expect that the famous Yun clan lineage only has a descendant who cannot cultivate the spirit, I am afraid that it will not be long before the qi is exhausted and annexed by the Gongsun Mansion." ”

The young man's face was expressionless, his expression was numb, his eyes looked at those strong men coldly, the corners of his mouth showed a little helplessness, his slender fingers clenched the ore that had just been moved, because it was too hot, several large blood bubbles were hot in the palm of his hand, and if he didn't pay attention, the blood bubbles scraped on the irregular water chestnut of the ore, oozing bright red blood, coupled with the burning sun, the cracked tender skin was glued together, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

"Seeing that he looks weak and can't help himself, and he is still pretending to be high, he deserves to be unanimously decided by the Yun Clan Elder Pavilion and punished here for training, it is really self-inflicted, it is simply a hopeless waste material, there is nothing to sympathize with. ”

When the strong men saw that the young man had just picked up a small amount of ore, and before he had walked a few steps, his hand had fallen and he was hit by the ore, and they were immediately embarrassed, setting off a greater commotion of irony.

"Work hard, don't be lazy, my long whip is merciless!"

When the middle-aged man saw that someone was commotion and delayed the construction period, he rushed into the rocky hill without saying a word, waved his long whip, whipped the strong man who was in turmoil, and roared loudly, urging the strong men who were still laughing to step up their work.

The strong men were taken by the ruthlessness of the long whip, quickly lowered their heads, closed their mouths, waved their big hands, picked up the hammer, and smashed it into the hard mountain rock. Although the ridicule and commotion subsided, from time to time there were a few bold strong men, busy and sneaking at the young man, with slight disdain and sarcasm at the corners of their mouths.

It didn't take long for the middle-aged man to stand up, take off the white towel on his back, wipe off the beads of sweat all over his body, look at the young man with disdain, and shout vigorously: "Yun Jingkong, you can take a break, someone will bring you food." ”

The boy stayed there like a stake, not expecting to get a rest, he put down the rock he had just lifted, slammed it on the ground, kicked the minecart full of ore, kicked several rocks away, and scolded angrily: "Dogs fight against people's powerful things, they know how to bully people who can't cultivate their spirits, and when I recover my spiritual energy, I will definitely beat you all over the ground to find teeth." ”

"Yun Jingkong, don't come over quickly, Elder Dali has ordered you not to rest, I only turned a blind eye for the sake of Miss Xiaoyun's face, you don't cherish it well. ”

The middle-aged man saw that the young man struggled to kick away the minecart and kick the loaded truck of ore away, his face was pale, and he couldn't wait to rush over immediately and draw a few whips to relieve his hatred, but he realized that Miss Xiaoyun was there, and he was embarrassed to get the whip, so he shouted angrily at the young man: "Hurry up!"

The young man raised his head slowly, revealing a handsome and handsome immature face with delicate facial features, and his black eyes swept over those strong men who were destined to be unable to embark on spiritual cultivation and were mean for a bite of food.

"Brother Jingkong, your hands are blistered, don't do it, such a big sun, take a good rest. ”

A young girl is wearing a blue light dress, with a bun that does not stir up a little dust and the slender hair of the sideburns, all of which set off the girl's peerless face, thin willow eyebrows, gentle, and the breeze blows the green clothes, strangling her perfect body.

When the middle-aged man saw that the girl was persuading Yun Jingkong to rest and not to work, he was anxious, thinking of the iron-faced and selfless Elder Force, a few drops of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, and the man stepped forward and said: "Miss Xiaoyun, Elder Mighty has instructed not to let Yun Jingkong rest, to be ruthless..."

Before the man finished speaking, he saw the girl's face full of anger and the green ribbon dancing, and he immediately saw the situation and stopped the words that had not yet been spoken. Standing beside him in a daze, staring viciously at the young man who was drinking and eating, there was nothing he could do.

Xiaoyun saw Jingkong's stupid appearance of gobbling up, and saw that Jingkong was soaked, and her heart ached, her beautiful eyes were wrinkled, leaning towards the middle-aged man, and said angrily: "If you dare to embarrass Brother Jingkong, be careful that I hang you from a tree for three days and three nights, and you won't be given food or drink." ”

The middle-aged man knew that Xiao Yun was a rare spiritual cultivator of the Sheng clan with extremely high spiritual cultivation talent, and he knew that she was the daughter of Sheng Kun, the patriarch of the famous Sheng clan, and he didn't dare to offend, so he raised his hands and covered his mouth, saying that he would never dare to come nonsense.

The young man was so hungry that he didn't care about the middle-aged man's envious and jealous expression, so he picked up the chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth one by one, dividing the whole fat chicken by two to eat the bones of the whole chicken to the bone.

The strong men put down the work in their hands, looked at Xiao Yun as if they were looking at a heavenly immortal, showed an expression of praise and amazement, and discussed: "Miss Xiao Yun is really a rare and quite talented spiritual cultivator, she has reached the third-order spiritual master at the age of fourteen, unlike a certain waste material, she is fifteen years old, and she has not seen the spiritual qi domain, she is really a heavenly immortal, a stinky toad on the ground." ”

"It's, it's just that, it's really bad, I don't know what Miss Xiaoyun thinks, she has to be so good to a waste material. ”

There was another commotion among the strong men, there was praise for the talented, beautiful and moving Xiaoyun, and there was also ruthless sarcasm and sarcasm for a certain waste material.

After the young man finished eating the big fat chicken, wiped his mouth, Mu Ran's face squeezed out a few smiles, and his mood was very unpleasant, but no matter how unhappy he was, he would not lose his temper with the girl in front of him, he knew in his long-standing ridicule that from childhood to adulthood, the people around him looked at him with strange eyes, only his father and Xiaoyun never showed the slightest disdain, and they were good to him as always.

The young man grinned at Xiaoyun and said, "Go back! If Elder Dali sees it, he will trouble my father again, and maybe he will strengthen my special training again." ”

"What don't you want me to see?"

A violent voice came from not far away, and the rocky hill was silent for an instant, all with frightened expressions, hurriedly picked up the sledgehammer, and did not dare to raise their heads to work desperately.

"Big... Elder Dali, why do you have time to come to the ore workshop to wander around, it's hot, pay attention to heatstroke. ”

The middle-aged man heard a violent voice that was more violent than him, his face was blue with fright, his feet trembled unconsciously, he quickly got up, picked up a large bowl of water, and said in a good voice, respectfully replacing him.

An old man dressed in a huge robe, holding a sledgehammer, with explosive muscles, a strong body, and the corners of his mouth raised, with the extraordinary composure of a spiritual cultivator, and his eyes were full of stern gaze, was walking towards the Ranshi Gang.

On the left side of the robe, near the heart, a golden cloud is sewn with gold thread, and a black token with the word "cloud" written on it hangs from the waist.

A discerning person can know at a glance that only the elders of the Yun clan with a high status can wear golden silk cloud robes and wear the Xuanhei Stone Elder Card, and this old man holding a fifty or sixty pound sledgehammer is a strong elder that strong men are extremely afraid of.

Elder Dali saw at a glance that Xiao Yun had also come to the Messy Stone Gang, he looked at the girl in green clothes in front of him, he didn't dare to slack off at all, and greeted him cordially: "Miss Xiao Yun, you are a very talented junior of the Sheng clan and even Yun City, and you are the daughter of the Sheng Kun patriarch, the future patriarch, there is no need to come to this kind of waste place, delay your spiritual cultivation, we will be embarrassed, right?"

With his domineering spiritual cultivation methods and strict requirements, Elder Dali ascended to the position of the chief elder of the Yun Clan, and he can also be regarded as a leading figure in Cloud City, but the forces in Cloud City are mixed, and there are some very qualified spiritual cultivators and highly talented spiritual cultivators in various forces, such as the father of the girl in Tsing Yi and the deaf and dumb elder who guards the Hidden Scripture Pavilion of the Sheng Mansion, all of which are among the best figures in Cloud City.

Xiaoyun was taught by her father since she was a child that the Sheng clan and the Yun clan were friends of Qin and Jin, and they had even been married for thousands of years, and they should try to have a good relationship with the Yun clan, and she didn't dare to slack off, her beautiful eyes flashed, and her little mouth sweeter than honey was raised, and she said: "Don't delay, I see that the weather is very hot, so I came to bring water to Brother Jingkong." ”

"Jingkong?" vigorously frowned, stared at the silent young man on the side with more stern eyes, and sighed: "Waste wood is still waste material, I didn't expect that my Yun clan lineage only had a waste material that could not be cultivated, and the Xuanji Pavilion left by the ancestor Sword King is estimated to have to wait for thousands of years before he can meet a descendant cultivator with abnormal talent to break through." ”

"If you don't strengthen your training, if it weren't for the fact that you are a descendant, expecting you to form an aura domain to try the Xuanji Pavilion, the Elder Pavilion would have driven you out of the Yun Clan a long time ago. ”

The boy was silent, his brow furrowed, his face twitched in embarrassment, and with self-deprecation and long-suppressed anger, he avoided the mocking eyes of everyone, walked alone to the side of the minecart, and continued to carry the large rocks.

Compared with those more stubborn elders in the clan, Elder Dali is still very sensible, although he knows that Jingkong is fifteen years old and still can't form an aura domain, but he still has the idea of trying, and recommends Jingkong to come to the Cloud Clan Stone Mine to hone, maybe he will recover his aura by grinding.

can be honed for more than 20 days, and there is still no hope of "attracting spirits" in Jingkong's body, he shook his head in disappointment, and said in a low voice: "Waste materials can't be carved!"

The hot wind blew, and Xiao Yun Qingyi floated, revealing the white jade legs that made people reverie, and her pretty face was heavy, which was very tempting. She tilted her head to Elder Dali, and said worriedly: "Elder Dali, I see that the weather is really difficult, if you continue to toss like this, those absentees will not be able to bear it, let them go back and rest!"

Looking at Xiaoyun's worried face, he laughed knowingly and said, "Are you worried about Jingkong's waste material!"

Xiao Yun was guessed to think carefully, smiled, revealing two charming dimples, and looked at Elder Dali with a firm and earnest gaze.

It was hard to refuse, after all, he still had to give face to the Sheng family, he got up and shouted at the chaotic stone gang: "The sun is really high, and Miss Xiaoyun has interceded for you, I have to give this face, let you go back to rest for a while, and pay the salary." ”

The strong man in the chaotic stone hill danced with his hands, dropped the big hammer, rushed into the big water tank next to him, drank water and cheered, and said, "Thank you Miss Xiaoyun, you are so kind!"

The young man breathed a sigh of relief, threw down the stones, indifferently ignored all the people present, and walked straight towards Yuncheng alone, how unhappy his eyes were, forcibly suppressed his anger, and there was no relief, if he wanted to blame himself, he could only blame himself for falling from the throne of genius, and became a waste material that could not form the aura domain and did not have the qualifications for spiritual cultivation.