Lu Zhen and the three of them all played with the magic weapon in their hands, picked up the corner of their clothes and wiped the blood stains stuck to the weapon, and they all sighed when Yang Qing said this.

Lu Zhen's small nose and small eyes were all together, obviously, he was very angry in his heart at this time, stood up, and said with gestures.

Here's the thing, three days ago, Lu Zhen was bored in the stone house, so he beckoned Qi Xiaohu and Tian Bo to go out for a walk, maybe they could meet the eldest girl taking a bath.

As soon as Lu Zhen and the three of them walked out of the stone house, they saw a few people chatting in the open space, and seeing that the person who spoke was excited and bright, Lu Zhen stepped forward to listen to the excitement.

The person who spoke was called Yan Ming, and he was also a disciple of the cold iron ore area, he had just broken through to the Zhihai realm, and was saying to a few of his friends, "Master, I just turned twenty this year, and I broke through to the Zhihai realm, with the qualifications of the master, I said that it was the second in this cold iron mining area, and no one dared to say the first."

This is purely nonsense between friends, and the cultivation is boring, and boasting can also cultivate love.

As soon as Lu Zhen came forward, when he heard this, the boss in his heart was reluctant, so he said, "My brother Yang Qing, at the age of sixteen, broke through to the realm of knowing the sea..."

Yan Ming and the others were chatting happily, but when Lu Zhen interrupted them like this, they felt that they couldn't hold it on their faces, and they were angry in their hearts, and said, "That Yang Qing has no spiritual root, and there is a fart to reach the realm of knowing the sea, so fucking nonsense here."

Yan Ming, Lu Zhen and others all came to the cold iron mine area in the same batch, although they were not familiar with each other, they knew each other, but they didn't expect to turn their faces because of these few words, if it weren't for the fact that the disciples were forbidden to fight privately in the cold iron ore area, they would have fought on the spot.

Several people were not convinced by each other, and in the end, Lu Zhen and Yan Ming competed at the foot of the mountain, and Yan Ming reached the realm of knowing the sea and could fly, and the other two were not weak, and they were all good at fighting.

As soon as the competition began, Lu Zhen and Tian Bo were reached, Qi Xiaohu had great strength, and he was defeated after a stalemate with the three of them for a while.

"Let the master catch the opportunity, otherwise, the leg will be discounted and inserted into the ass" Yan Ming arched his body, looked at people with his nostrils, and said arrogantly.

Lu Zhen and the three of them lost, and they were not convinced, but they could only keep their heads silent, turn around and run back to the stone house with a dirty face, thinking that this matter was over.

Who knows, after Yan Ming saw the unconvinced expressions of Lu Zhen and the others, he would come to Lu Zhen every day, saying that he wanted to beat the three of them until they were convinced.

Yang Qing couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard this, it turned out that this was the reason, no wonder Lu Zhen wanted to speak and stopped, it turned out that he also felt embarrassed.

This matter was caused by Lu Zhen himself, and it took a moment of quick tongue to get such a wretch.

Yang Qing doesn't like to fight with others, let alone compare with others, although he is young and can't be transcendent, he also cares about fame and fortune, but Yang Qing doesn't care about this kind of false fame.

This false name will not bring him benefits, but will bring him trouble.

He was born in the countryside, he has never seen the world, his surname is honest, and he can swallow the grievances without worrying about them. Even when others said in his ear, "I'm better qualified than you", Yang Qing would only grin.

In the past few years, after experiencing so many things, Yang Qing knows more about forbearance, and he also insists on the bottom line in his heart.

As for qualifications and realms, they can't be improved by comparing with others, no matter how good your qualifications are, can you compare with the monks who have cultivated for thousands of years, and no matter how prominent you are in the comparison between the outer disciples, can you compare with the nobility of the inner disciples?

Yang Qing never thought about comparing with anyone, but he didn't say whether he had that qualification and strength, only whether he had that need.

Yang Qing only compares with himself, and only by constantly being stronger than himself can he stick to the hope in his heart.

Lu Zhen was laughed at by Yang Qing, his white face turned red, he lowered his head, and pulled the snow-white hair of the wolf king in a muffled voice.

"Okay, okay, little brother, I'll help you vent tomorrow!" Yang Qing returned to the cold iron mine area with joy in his heart, patted Lu Zhen on the shoulder and said.

Yang Qing decided that Ming said that he wanted to find Yan Ming, naturally not to prove himself, but to solve this trouble for Lu Zhen.

"Ten spirit stones per person, is there too much" Yang Qing saw that Lu Zhen had been staring at the Sumeru gourd, so he naturally knew what he was paying attention to.

"Yang Dashao, come, let me kiss it" Lu Zhen jumped up and gave Yang Qing a warm hug.

The stalactite essence, Yang Qing was reluctant to take it out and give it to Lu Zhen and the three of them, and he couldn't help but feel that he didn't value righteousness, and he still belonged to the kind of people who valued color and light friends.

Lu Zhen and the others helped Yang Qing complete every homework, so that Yang Qing could cultivate with peace of mind, he was grateful in his heart, and he was embarrassed to say words of thanks.

This night, several people went to bed very late, and Lu Zhen was the oldest, but he took the lead in making trouble.

The next morning, Yang Qing and the others had breakfast, so they went to find Yan Ming together.

"Yo... Have you figured it out, are you served?" Yan Ming was short and capable, and when he saw Lu Zhen and a few people coming to the door, he said jokingly while holding on to the door frame.

"No, I want to solve this matter happily" Yang Qing said calmly, and couldn't help but pull the gray robe on his body, Lu Zhen's robe didn't fit.

"Who are you, your big head is shining, damn it, it's so dazzling" Yan Ming said with an exaggerated expression when he saw Yang Qing's face. "How to solve it, who are you, what do you say?"

"You fuck you..."Lu Zhen said angrily, and before he could finish speaking, he was pulled aside by Qi Xiaohu.

"You can solve it!" Yang Qing was shocked by Yan Ming, shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Ah, you are Yang Qing, you are a real tiger, in this case, the four of you, I'll find three more, let's try it" Yan Ming stared at Yang Qing's eyebrows, pouted and said.

"What if you lose?" Lu Zhen squeezed forward, and said with a small glare.

"If you want to kill, you want to chop casually," Yan Ming said with the same glare.

"Okay! it's decided," Lu Zhen said unto be outdone.

Yang Qing and Yan Ming stood opposite each other, surrounded by disciples, and a deacon announced the beginning.

......

The process is clean and neat, there is no need to repeat it, Yang Qing has never made it difficult, this is a pure trivial matter, there is no need to make it too stiff, Lu Zhen and the others are angry, and the matter is over.

Yang Qing walked on the way to Shuiling Peak, his face was ugly, not for anything else, because during the competition, there was a monk's divine sense who unscrupulously checked his cultivation, and this person was Zhou Tengyun.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and secretly wondered in his heart, Yang Qing's divine sense was not weak, but how could he detect the exploration of the Purple Mansion Realm cultivator.

This is not the first time this situation has appeared, it is Sun Xinyao's master, the divine sense of the woman with cold eyebrows, Yang Qing can detect it.

Strange in his heart, his footwork did not stop, and he went straight to Shuiling Peak to meet the woman in green.

"Yang Qing" the woman in green beckoned and called softly.

Yang Qing's footwork sped up, and when she came to Ning Ke'er, Ning Ke'er was still dressed like last night, and her pale green robe was as fresh as a lotus.

"Ning Ke'er, come so early" Yang Qing didn't understand the greetings, scratched his left arm, and said bluntly.

"Which female disciple is sending a message" Ning Ke'er smiled sweetly, her dimples were clear, and she said jokingly.

"Her name is Sun Xinyao, she is the disciple of this Shui Lingfeng, you just tell her that I will definitely be promoted to the inner gate, this jade bottle, help me hand it over to him" Yang Qing's heart flowed with thick thoughts, and his tone became soft.

Yang Qing stretched out his hand and took out an impurity jade bottle, which he had exchanged for the sect's contributions, and it contained the essence of the stalactite.

Ning Ke'er took the impurity jade bottle, warmed it in her hand, and saw Yang Qing with such a demeanor, her heart was full of curiosity, thinking that Yang Qing was a silent follower.

"Okay, it must be delivered, why don't you deliver it yourself" Ning Ke'er nodded heavily and asked casually.

Yang Qing smiled bitterly, felt a pain in his heart, and did not answer, and hid in the distance.

Ning Ke'er didn't know the reason, and when she saw that Yang Qing didn't answer, she didn't ask any more questions, took the impurity jade bottle, and jumped towards the mountain gate of Shuiling Peak.

Ning Ke'er has a good appearance, and the male disciple guarding the mountain gate happily reported that Sun Xinyao walked down with the kung fu of the tea cup.

Such delicate appearance, such clothing, there is no trace of change, but there is a little more melancholy in the expression, less playful, the eyes full of anticipation turned into a thick loss in an instant, and the heart that was originally carried was put down peacefully.

It seems, longing, fearing, and contradictory.

Yang Qing looked at the familiar and unfamiliar figure in the same place in a daze, his eyes couldn't take a step off, his heartbeat seemed to stop, and there was nothing in his field of vision except for the beautiful figure.

How many days and nights, every time I am in a trance, I will see a playful face, and this graceful voice will linger in my ears.

Today, I can see and smell, but I dare not come forward.

Ning Ke'er and Sun Xinyao said something, Yang Qing couldn't hear it, and his footsteps couldn't help but move forward, but they were stopped by life.

Why, matching, the steel teeth gritted 'creak', and a trace of blood appeared in the black pupils.

Sun Xinyao looked at the impurity jade bottle in her hand, her tears couldn't be stopped any longer, her long eyelashes were wet, and tears flowed down her fair skin.

Sun Xinyao turned her body and looked around, her lips moving, but she couldn't make a sound.

Yang Qing didn't dare to look any further, his figure flickered, and he burrowed into the mountains and forests.

"Whew..."

His black pupils turned a strange crimson, and a low beastly roar came out of his mouth.

"Peng, Peng,"

Yang Qing was propped up on the ground, and his palm with long black sharp claws struck the rocks on the ground.

"Whew, whew..."

Yang Qing was still sane, and hurriedly calmed down, and after a long time, the faint tiger stripe news returned to normal.

"I, I don't accept !!" The voice was like the cold ice of the wax moon, cold and piercing.

Expressionlessly, he returned to the cold iron mining area, and then, Yang Qing carried the corpse of the Wolf King of Qishan and the large packages with four branches to the Sending Hua Peak.

In the evening, Yang Qing chatted with Lu Zhen until late, and took out three yellow rune papers and handed them to the three of them.

The next day, before dawn, Yang Qing left the cold iron mining area after washing his clothes, took out two long swords in a mountain col, and with a movement of his arm, the long swords disappeared.

Xu said that Dongsheng, Yang Qing walked in the mountains and forests with an expressionless face, and the purpose of his trip was to go to the Fang Market in Fengju City.

Fang City, a general term for the place where monks exchange and buy and sell.