Chapter 8 The fickle Zhang Meng

"My 'Water Cloud Technique' has completed the cultivation of the first layer, and I am going to exchange the second layer of the method next month, how about it, what is the cultivation of your 'Nian Shen Technique', do you want to go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion together?" Zhang Meng unexpectedly came to Xie Ling and said something that shocked his heart.

"There are only seven days left in this month, I shouldn't be able to cultivate to the first layer of the magic technique, you can go by yourself!" Xie Ling said with some frustration.

"Okay, you have to come on!" Zhang Meng also didn't understand why Xie Ling chose the 'Nian Shen Technique', recently I heard from the seniors in the clan that if the divine soul is not inherently strong, this magic technique is extremely difficult to practice, it takes a lot of time and energy, and few people will touch it.

Xie Ling looked at Zhang Meng's departing figure, and his heart was also full of doubts. Zhang Meng knows too much, and judging from the momentum he revealed, his background must not be too bad, his surname is Zhang, is he the son of the Zhang family in the four major families of Xie, Wang, Zhang, and Shangguan?

Zhang Meng came out of Xie Ling's wooden house, and did not go back to his house, but came to a remote mountain wall.

"You're here!" said a dark shadow standing on the mountain wall.

"Third Uncle, do you have anything to do with me?" Zhang Meng looked at the black shadow and said.

"What, are you still angry that Third Uncle arranged for you to be sent to the 'Refining Academy'?" said the black shadow.

"How dare I!" Zhang Meng only said that he didn't dare, and did not deny that he had grievances.

"How's your 'Water Cloud Technique' cultivation?" said the Black Shadow ignoring the resentment in his words.

"I've already completed the first layer of the magic technique. Zhang Meng said.

"Your 'Water Spirit Technique' has reached the third layer!" said the Black Shadow.

"Just broke through to the third layer. Zhang Meng said.

"I don't have time to stay here for a long time, this bottle of 'Gathering Spirit Pill' can allow you to cultivate to the fourth layer of the 'Water Spirit Technique' faster, remember, practice the 'Water Cloud Technique' well, don't slack off, otherwise you won't want to get even one 'Gathering Spirit Pill' from me in the future, understand?"

Zhang Meng took the jade bottle, and the bitter face that she was originally pulling instantly became full of smiles, and she said in a continuous voice: "Third Uncle don't worry, Meng'er knows!"

Seven days passed quickly, and the new task finally came down, seeing the amount of basic tasks assigned to everyone, everyone on the gravel field looked at Xie Ling with a very ugly face in shock.

The rest of the people on the list are no different from last month, but the amount of basic tasks assigned to Xie Ling is as high as 350,000 black iron stone mines or 300,000 bronze stone mines, although the rewards are also one more contribution point than others, but it is nearly two contribution points less than before, which is simply naked exploitation and persecution.

"Senior Brother Hao, I need to know what is the reason for assigning the amount of tasks in this way?" Xie Ling asked with anger suppressed.

"Reason, hehe, I see that you usually do it very easily! I feel that it is necessary to put pressure on you, this is also to make you grow faster!" Hao Mingli smiled predictively.

"These are two different things, I just need to get a reasonable distribution, if the senior brother thinks it is very reasonable, I don't mind reporting to the landlord and letting him administer justice. Perhaps he would think that some people were not equipped to lead the work of the gravel yard, and that someone more suitable would be in charge!" Xie Ling's voice became low, for such a person who was bullied and flattered, weakness and submission were not the best choice.

"Yes, this arrangement is too unreasonable, Xie Ling, I will accompany you to report to the landlord and let him administer justice. Qin Pei frowned.

"Qin Pei, why do you say what I want to say in front of me every time, this kind of distribution is too fucked up, I think everyone else is stupid!" Long Xiang also said loudly.

"You-" Hao Mingli didn't expect Qin Pei and Long Xiang to come forward to defend Xie Ling, their faces distorted and deformed due to anger.

"What's the matter, it's noisy, what a system!" At this moment, a young man in gray came over in the distance.

"Senior Brother Xiao-" Hao Mingli turned around and saw that it was Xiao Mo, and he couldn't help but feel stunned, and his voice trembled a little.

Xiao Mo just glanced at the taskbar on the wall, his pupils shrank, glanced at Xie Ling on the side, and then glanced at the rest of the trial students on the field, with his years of experience, he only knew the truth of the matter in front of him at once. His eyes became cold, and he said in a low voice: "You have to remember one thing, in the 'Smelting Room' Senior Uncle Cui's words are reasonable, in the same way, in the gravel field, Senior Brother Hao's words are just as valid, if anyone wants to challenge this order, then not only in the 'Refining Academy', but even in the entire Cangyue Sect, no one dares to support you, this is a rule, a rule that no one can break!, understand?"

"Understood—" replied to the sparse man.

"Why, I haven't eaten yet, have I'll ask again, do you understand?" Xiao Mo's voice became even colder.

"Understood!" everyone was stunned, and they didn't dare to slack off and respond loudly.

"You?" Xiao Mo looked at Xie Lingdao.

"Understood!" Xie Ling felt a murderous aura coming from the other side, as if if he could be killed on the spot if he said the wrong thing.

"Very good, Senior Brother Hao, you continue, if anyone dares to make a noise and disobey orders, let you deal with it!" Xiao Mo turned around and left, but no one dared to disbelieve his words, and the entire gravel yard became quiet for a while.

"Hehe, did you hear it, is there anyone else who is not convinced?" Hao Mingli looked at Xie Ling and the others proudly: "If no one has any objections, you can start receiving the task!"

Xie Ling's ears were still echoing Xiao Mo's words just now, order, it might as well be said to be strength! If you don't have strength, even if you are obviously bullied, you have to endure it, because you are not strong enough.

Qin Pei and Long Xiang came over and patted him on the shoulder, this was a wordless comfort, Xie Ling was still very grateful for their support just now, smiled slightly, and said that it was okay. But is it really okay? Only he knows it in his own heart.

After the task was increased, Xie Ling's daily time for gravel also increased correspondingly, and he was still busy in the gravel yard almost every day after finishing work in other trial students, but this made his desire to strengthen himself more urgent. Day to night, in addition to cultivating, he still cultivated, and more than half a month passed, until Zhang Meng came to him.

Zhang Meng has recently cultivated to the bottleneck, and no matter how hard he tries, he can't break through, so he remembered Xie Ling, I don't know how he is now, but when he arrived at the stone house where Xie Ling lived, he pounced on the air, and came to the gravel yard, only to find that he was still rubbing stones alone.

Not far from the stone house, by the stream, Xie Ling and Zhang Meng sat side by side on a rock.

"Hey, I heard that you were rectified by that Hao Mingli, is there such a thing?" Zhang Meng said with her snow-white feet rippling in the clear stream.

"You know this, you're too powerful, right?" Xie Ling replied.

"That guy is not a good person, he can't see that others are better than him, who doesn't know the entire 'Refining Academy'!" Zhang Meng suddenly remembered something and smiled: "Why don't we secretly rectify him and let out this evil breath?"

"Forget it, more is better than less!" Xie Ling still had lingering palpitations when he remembered Xiao Mo's words that day, as well as the powerful murderous aura that emanated from him, and he could feel that if he had any objections, Xiao Mo might really make a move.

"Hmph, coward!" Zhang Meng turned her body to the side, pursed her lips, and paddled hard with her two feet in the water, and suddenly 'oops', and pulled her feet out of the stream.

"What's wrong?" Xie Ling turned to look. I saw that Zhang Meng's right foot was bleeding, and he should have been accidentally injured by the gravel under the stream just now.

Zhang Meng frowned and wanted to wipe the wound with a silk scarf, but the rocks under her body were smooth, and the injured place was in the center of her foot, so it was very inconvenient to bend over. At that moment, someone grabbed his right ankle, "What are you going to do?" he exclaimed, his voice sharp and piercing.

Xie Ling, who was standing in the stream, was startled, grabbed his ankle and said, "Don't move, let me come!", seeing that he didn't move, he held his right foot with one hand and cleaned his wounds with the clear stream water with the other.

Zhang Meng saw that he was helping himself clean up the wound, and the heart he was carrying was relieved, Xie Ling's hand was very wide and powerful, Zhang Meng felt the heat on his hand and his face turned red involuntarily, fortunately, this is the night, he can't see it really, otherwise he will be even more nervous.

"Okay!" Xie Ling washed the blood on the soles of his feet with stream water, and then took out a brocade handkerchief from his arms to bandage the wound, he only felt that Zhang Meng's feet were so small, and they were as soft as boneless, very smooth, and he couldn't help but put his shoes on for him.

"I'm a little sleepy, I'm going back first-" Zhang Meng was incoherent for a while, regardless of Xie Ling, who was still standing in the stream, got up and rushed away.

Xie Ling was a little speechless when he saw him limping away! He smiled self-deprecatingly, and came out of the stream, Zhang Meng's words and deeds are always unexpected, women are fickle, and men are the same?