"Hey, hey, hey, hahaha!"

Bang bang bang!

"Give me some strength and practice hard!"

"Yes!"

Bang bang...... Bang Bang Bang ......

It was early summer, the weather was getting warmer, and hundreds of body refiners had gathered in the square of the Outer Hall of Body Refining, and they were training hard under the guidance of a sect leader.

More than 100 people on the left hand are all rookie body refiners, divided into two groups, practicing their fists and feet, and from time to time they let out a roar of "heha", and everyone is sweating.

The more than 200 people in the middle are all body refiners with a certain foundation, roughly two or three layers of body refining, and at this time they are divided into groups of two, and they are engaged in fierce battles with the practicing puppets standing in the square, making a dense sound of ping-pong.

There are less than a hundred people in the right hand, all of them are the three layers of body refining, and the refiners who have entered the actual combat training, at this time, a group of five, around several iron cages, take turns to enter the iron cage and conduct actual combat training with the demon beasts inside, from time to time there are screams of demon beasts or body refiners being injured, and blood and flesh are splashed everywhere.

The head of the sect was a big man with a beard, about forty years old, his eyes were like electricity, his expression was fierce, he was wearing a short practice uniform, and his muscles were exposed.

Since the news of the Heavenly Demon's invasion of the Ten Northern Countries was announced, the atmosphere in the Refining Hall was completely different, everyone was worried that they would be sent to the battlefield in the future, sweating more in peacetime and bleeding less in war, so everyone trained like they were trying their best, and no one dared to be lazy, and the square was filled with a hot atmosphere.

At this moment, not far from this square is a loft building in the Lian Ti Hall, and one of the small three-story buildings is opening its windows to the square, emitting bursts of white steam.

Zhang Di was dressed in the clothes of a man, tied a big apron, held a big shovel for cooking rice, and stirred the Linggu porridge vigorously in the big iron pot, bursts of steam accompanied by the fragrance of rice, he was also hot and sweaty, and was looking down at the square through the open window.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you have the leisure to watch them cultivate, hey, I'm so tired that I can't breathe. A voice came from behind him, and a fat white boy who was also dressed as a man and was pulling the bellows vigorously said.

Zhang Di turned his head and smiled at him, and said, "Senior Brother Chen, why don't you replace me to pull the bellows?"

"Forget it, forget it, you have more strength than me, but you have the strength to make porridge, and I can't stir it. The fat white boy shook his head, sweating from exhaustion.

Zhang Di smiled slightly, said no more, silently used the Taiyi Aoki Gong Heart Method, and a stream of true qi suddenly flowed in his arms, and continued to stir the Linggu porridge lightly, but his eyes were on the square again, and he observed the cultivation of those body refiners.

It turned out that Zhang Di had really put a lot of thought into order to enter the Refining Body Hall to cultivate, if he came in in the normal way, he would either join the Body Refining Hall and become an official body refiner from now on, under the management of the Body Refining Hall, and if there was a war, he would have to obey the dispatch of the Body Refining Hall, or he would come here as a Lingnong to practice and cultivate, although he would not be under the management of the Body Refining Hall, but he would have to pay a certain fee and train with everyone.

He didn't want to follow either way, the first one was to join the Body Refining Hall and be managed by the Body Refining Hall, which was too free, and the second was to apprentice and cultivate as a spirit farmer, because he was already a third-level strength in body refining, if he fought with puppet people or fought with demon beasts, he would not be able to achieve the effect of cultivation without going all his strength, and if he did his best, he would expose his own strength.

Therefore, he investigated and understood, and adopted the third way to apply for the vacancy of the Refining Body Hall. Now during the preparation for the war, the number of body cultivators has increased, and the cultivation is also heavy, and there is a great shortage of men. However, the disciples didn't bother to do this job, and they couldn't recruit enough people, so Zhang Di accepted a three-month job as a husband through the sect's mission office.

Now the entire three-story building is a room, with a total of more than a dozen cauldrons up and down, and teams of two are preparing food for hundreds of body refiners. Zhang Di gave the steward a little benefit, and he got the location of the positive square on the third floor, so that he could work while seeing the cultivation scene below.

Not to mention, this location is really excellent, and it has the advantage of having an unobstructed view, as for the voice of the sect leader pointing to practice, although the distance is a little far, but at this time, Zhang Di's ears are bright and clear, and it is not difficult to hear it clearly.

So I've been here for three days, and he's been stealing art for three days, cooking and stealing art at the same time, without delay.

The only thing that made him a little unhappy was that this Senior Brother Chen, who was cooking, was a chatter, basically talking non-stop from morning to night, which really made him dizzy, no, he was chattering again.

"I said Senior Brother Zhang, I don't understand, how good you are doing Lingnong, why did you come here to be a guy? Tired and dirty, what future do you have?"

Zhang Di stared at the square, smiled and said: "Didn't I say it, I want to come and earn an extra salary, I can eat and live here, and I have three spirit stones a month." ”

"Yes, yes, you said it, I forgot. Senior Brother Chen smiled, wiped the sweat from his face, snorted and pulled the bellows, and looked at the appearance of staring at the square without squinting, he rolled his eyes and asked: "But Senior Brother Zhang, you have been working for three days, why are you staring at the square all day long?" Could it be that you are interested in cultivation?"

Zhang Di's stirring action stagnated slightly, thought for a while, and decided to answer him half-truthfully, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Chen is really good eyesight, I am reluctant to learn the three spirit stones, so I just came to steal art while working." ”

Senior Brother Chen was stunned, and then laughed: "I don't believe it, I'm lying to people when I see you!"

A cold glint flashed in Zhang Di's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal, and asked unhurriedly, "Oh, how do you know I'm lying?"

"Isn't this simple? How can this martial art be seen by looking at it with your eyes? If you can see it, wouldn't it be that I've been working here for more than a year, and I should be a little master?" Senior Brother Chen laughed.

Zhang Di smiled dumbly, not knowing what to say for a while.

Senior Brother Chen raised his body, glanced out the window, pointed to a fair girl in the shade of the trees in the square, and smiled sheepishly, "I guess you are looking at the number one beauty in our refining hall, right?"

Zhang Di glanced at it, and saw that the girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a melon seed face, willow eyebrows, and fair skin, and was pursing her lips at this time, fighting fiercely with a demon wolf.

This made Zhang Di couldn't help but be a little interested, and asked casually, "Oh, who is that?"

"You don't know this, that's the only beloved daughter of our head Fang Fang, the pearl of the palm Fang Mei!" Senior Brother Chen exclaimed exaggeratedly, and glanced at him with a pimple of wood.

Then he smacked his lips and said: "Our male disciples up and down the body refining hall, if you want that Fang Mei to be the goddess in your dreams, there are not three hundred, but two hundred and ninety-nine." Including me, I often dream that she will give me steamed buns to eat. Hey, hey, that little bun is white and tender, one bite and one packet of oil, wow! It's so delicious!" At this, Gollum swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, and his eyes lit up.