When the sky was bright, Han Sheng got up and went out to wash and clean. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The so-called low-level miscellaneous servants do all lowly work, and qualified and motivated people will not touch it, they are all here to eat and wait for death, so they are very puzzled by Han Sheng's diligence.

Uncle Lu was happy, he wished that his subordinates were like this new young man, with quick hands and feet. Diligent and capable. Han Sheng's salary has also risen because of this, but in one month, it is about the same as Uncle Lu. Sometimes everyone chatted, and Uncle Lu also revealed in his words that he had the idea of giving up his management position to Han Sheng in the future.

Han Sheng laughed at this.

He didn't go into the mountains to do odd labor.

It has been a month since he entered Shu Mountain, but Han Sheng has not been to the front mountain, and he takes care of the spirit beasts and flowers in the back mountain every day, and the mana runs non-stop.

Due to the frequent nightmares, Han Sheng no longer slept, and just lay on the bed at night to close his eyes and recuperate, carefully absorbing the spiritual energy of refining heaven and earth. Although progress is slow, it is better than being idle.

When people are idle, they are easy to be lonely.

The aura poured into the body again and again, and then it passed quickly, and the thought could only leave two drops. Sometimes Han Sheng was so irritable that he wanted to kill himself and kill everything in front of him, why did God give him so many tribulations? Why couldn't he be like those Shushan disciples who freely explored and cultivated immortals?

Whenever he fell into pain, he hid in a no-man's corner, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and letting those spiritual qi waterfall over his body and mind. Calm down, you must be calm, Han Sheng said to himself silently in his heart, don't forget why you entered Shu Mountain.

Occasionally, he would think of the past, and when he thought of those brothers, he began to rejoice in An Zhiming's purge, if Jiang Lin and An Zhiming hadn't been forced away that day, the Scattered Cultivation Alliance would really be over.

At least there are one hundred and two more Tinders in the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

Whenever this happened, Han Sheng wanted to cultivate the Golden Pill as soon as possible and go to them.

An Zhiming is stronger than me, Han Sheng thought to himself. He will not save the disciples of the Yunhai Sect, nor will he order the scattered cultivation to stop, let alone recruit casual cultivation in the Fu Gong workshop. If he is the leader of the alliance, after defeating the Yunhai Sect, he will immediately flee in a circle without hesitation.

I delayed too much time, and I ended up meeting Sanyan.

Now that An Zhiming is lurking, Jiang Lin has disappeared without a trace, and only himself is left in the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and he is still a waste.

No one understands him, no one can help him, Han Sheng is doing miscellaneous labor in the back mountains of Shushan alone, and he is squeezed out by those colleagues who are messing around. The useless penance day and night, the grief that no one poured out and no one to resolve, dragged him physically and mentally into the dark abyss.

Until that day, Han Sheng encountered a wolf in the back mountain.

The whole body is pure white, and it is a wild wolf more than half a human height.

The wolf was badly wounded, with a blur of flesh on his back and legs, and clumps of hair around him.

When Han Sheng saw it, he was frantically absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, and then watched in despair as they dispersed from his body. At this moment a wolf dragged his broken leg, staggered towards him, and fell under the tree.

Han Sheng was attracted by the white wolf's eyes, which contained anger, pain, incomprehension, and sadness that was so intense that it could not be dispersed.

It recognized the wrong person, this was Han Sheng's first thought.

He then walked over to the white wolf and brought him back to his dormitory.

Han Sheng didn't know why he saved it, maybe it was its complicated eyes, maybe it was thinking of Yun Si, maybe it was just sympathy.

When he went back, his colleagues complained for a long time, and finally Uncle Lu tactfully persuaded Han Sheng to either abandon the wolf or move to the abandoned grocery room and live with the wolf.

Han Sheng chose to move out, and even though that grocery room was rotten and had no windows and doors, Han Sheng could do it himself.

Away from those colleagues who are all talking, he is in a much better mood.

The white wolf lay quietly on the ground, his eyes sad.

Its eyes seemed so sad forever.

The young man in front of him, why did he save it, why did he have the vast magic trick, why he did low-level miscellaneous labor in Shushan, he didn't care at all.

Anyway, it's already homeless.

This cottage is just a story of a man and a wolf who meet by chance under different experiences, and finally warm each other because of common pain.

God still has affection for Han Sheng, at least it didn't make Han Sheng lonely for too long.

The border of Hanzhou, near the Western Wilderness. In the dimly lit room, on either side of a long table, twenty people sat in black robes, all dressed in cloaks and underneath them. A man on the left got up and said softly: "Brother An, the scattered cultivators of the Nebula Workshop have passed the test, and they are all willing to enter the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, please ask the eldest brother for approval." ”

Sitting at the long table, An Zhiming, who had thin cheeks, nodded and said: "Permission to enter, but the distribution of Gongfa pills has been suspended, and those who have not contributed to the Scattered Cultivation Alliance will have a mantra for seven days." ”

A woman in the lower right corner got up and said, "Brother An, there is a loose cultivator in the jade workshop of the Chiang Rai faction, and he threatens us to give him exercises and spirit stones, otherwise he will report to the Chiang Rai faction." I don't know how to punish it?"

An Zhiming said lightly: "Like this kind of scum in casual cultivation, kill it directly, remember that the scene of suicide cannot be repeated." ”

A young man next to him stood up and said in a low voice, "Brother An, the brother of the Shadow Group was a little heavier when he went on a mission, and he killed a disciple of the Wind Thunder Pavilion. ”

An Zhiming frowned and said, "Why are you so careless? The brothers who came out of this mission collectively recorded a big mistake." When the rain comes, wait and go to the warehouse to get a few magic artifacts and send them to the high elders of the Wind Thunder Pavilion. ”

"Yes. A man replied, glaring at the grimacing boy opposite.

One thing after another was reported like a stream, and An Zhi's order was dealt with quickly, and when no one reported it, he looked left and right: "Is there anything else?"

No one answered.

An Zhiming rubbed his temples and sighed lightly: "Since there is nothing to do, I will disperse, and we will meet next month." ”

The people on both sides stood up and saluted: "Congratulations to the eldest brother!"

An Zhiming said: "Wang Wei and Yulai will stay, and the others will go back first." ”

Everyone looked at the two of them in surprise, Wang Wei, as Brother An's henchman, it was no secret that he held an intelligence organization in the Sanxiu Alliance. But Yulai is just a long-sleeved businessman who is good at dancing and has a good relationship with the sect, so what does it mean to keep him? The people on both sides of the table walked out one after another, leaving two young men standing respectfully in place.

Time passed little by little, and An Zhiming said softly: "What I told you at the beginning, how is it going?"

Wang Wei sighed in his heart, took a step forward and said: "The scattered cultivators sent to Tianzhu Mountain by his subordinates have all returned, and the nails of the 'Skynet' have also sent a message. ”

Yulai said softly: "My subordinates have also inquired about the Qiyue Sect, the Ning Po Sect, the Lingyang Sect, the Wind Thunder Pavilion and other major sects, and the Sanyan Dao people are really the first killing gods in Kongtong, and they don't leave a living mouth when they encounter the enemy, and they are ruthless, and their subordinates are only afraid that the alliance leader has ......."

An Zhiming said quietly: "Others will die, but the alliance leader is different." ”

Wang Wei plucked up his courage and advised: "Brother An, the battlefield was extremely tragic that day, and the ground for three hundred miles dropped by more than a foot! ”

"Shut up!" An Zhiming looked at Wang Wei coldly: "The life and death of the alliance leader is uncertain, and you are in a hurry to fight for power and profit? I tell you, if you don't see the alliance leader for a day, no one will want to take the throne!"

"Brother An misunderstood...... "Yulai is busy playing the round."

An Zhiming waved his hand and said, "I understand what you mean, go out." ”

Wang Wei and Yulai exited the room and smiled bitterly at each other.

"I can feel sadness, you need strength~" A faint voice sounded in An Zhiming's heart.

An Zhiming sneered, gripped the piece of meteorite iron fiercely with his right hand, and gradually strengthened: "Force Demon, do you think I will give you a chance to erode?"

Nalimo sighed, "I feel the pain and despair of your alliance leader, who is suffering from a long distance. And you, as his most loyal subordinate, actually ran to the Western Wilderness to make a fortune, only thinking about climbing to a high position. ”

An Zhiming said lightly: "I don't believe in the words of the demon clan, you'd better shut up, otherwise you must be able to sell it for a high price in the Four Great Immortal Sects." ”

Limo lamented: "It's rare to meet someone who is destined, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

His voice grew low, and he stopped talking.

An Zhiming looked at the sky outside, I really don't know when I will meet the alliance leader, maybe when the Scattered Cultivation Alliance spreads to the thirteen prefectures of Kyushu, it will naturally meet the alliance leader. Before that, I must work hard to develop the Scattered Cultivation Alliance stronger and stronger, so strong that I can put the Sanyan Dao people to death!

At the same time, in the distant Southern Wilderness, a dusty young man waded through mountains and rivers with a wooden stick and walked out of the 100,000 mountains.

"Where is this?" the boy looked around blankly, there were no mountains, no trees, and on the endless plains, there were pheasants and hares, walking in front of him.

The boy crouched down strangely and lifted a hare. The animals here are not afraid of people, and they reach out to catch them, and the rabbit still chews on the white and tender grass roots by itself.

Suddenly leaving the ground, the rabbit's chewing action suddenly stopped, and he stared blankly at the boy. The boy and the rabbit stared at each other for a long time, not understanding what the other meant.

The boy's stomach growled, and he couldn't bear to eat the cute rabbit, so he reached out and pulled the grass roots in the rabbit's mouth. The rabbit immediately reacted, it turned out that this was a guy who grabbed food!

It shook its head vigorously, trying to avoid the young man's black hand, but the rabbit was in the hands of the man, and he couldn't help himself, so the young man still grabbed the grass root and broke it.

"Wow! it's so sweet!" As soon as the grass root was put in his mouth, stars popped up in the boy's eyes. He looked at the rabbit again with a malicious look, and the rabbit was so frightened that one of the rabbits rolled and escaped from the boy's grasp, and ran away.

"Don't run!" the boy chased after him, "Tell me where you got the grass roots in your mouth!"

"Poof!" the boy seemed to hear the laughter of a man, and he hurriedly stopped, clenching the stick in his hand.

The young man looked around nervously, and found no one, but the laughter just now was very clear, and his ears could not be wrong.

"Hey, are you a rabbit?" a lazy voice came from the front.

"Who?" the boy shouted, "Come out quickly, my kung fu is super powerful!"

"Really?" like a spring breeze, the fragrance of plants and trees passed by, and the young man's face was gently pinched.

Behind the young man, a young monk in a white robe and bright armor with a spear on his back gently rubbed his thumb and forefinger.

"You, shameless!" saw the young monk look down and sniff the fingers of his face, and was speechless in a boyish manner.

"Hey, you're embarrassed to say I'm shameless, how long has it been since you've washed your face?" the young monk retorted.

The young man blushed and argued, "I just climbed out of the mountains, and I haven't seen a water source, how can I wash my face?"

The young monk plucked his nose and said, "No wonder I touched the mud on my hand." ”

"You!" the boy glared at him fiercely, turned and left.

This young monk has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his appearance is dignified, why is he so cheap?

"Hey," said the young monk, "has anyone ever told you that this is a forbidden zone?"

The young man didn't look back, and said indignantly: "I'm lost, if I don't let go in front, I'll walk back again." ”

The young monk chuckled, "It's so simple. ”

The warm wind blew around him, and the boy found himself in a trance already in the sky, being led forward by the young monk.

"What are you doing?" the boy struggled.

"Don't move," the young monk said lazily, holding the huge spear at his feet, "It's miserable to fall, and I will take the initiative to expose you if you are caught by the patrol." ”

"Patrol?" the young man looked confused.

"That's right," the young monk smiled brightly, "This is the Kunlun border, and I am Chen Shuzhi, who loves flowers and flowers." ”

"Kunlun?" the young man was stunned: "How could I run to Kunlun?"

"You got lost, and you happened to meet me, a good person," Chen Shuzhi thoughtfully recalled, "What's your name?" ”

The young man muttered, "Jiang Lin." ”

"Sit tight, Jiang Lin!" Chen Shuzhi laughed: "Welcome to Kunlun Mountain!"

The world's first immortal gate - Kunlun Mountain!

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