A group of Lingu servants of various ages, wearing gray blouses and carrying baskets on their backs, were walking towards Houhai in a numb and indifferent manner.
Halfway through the journey, everyone saw several rough men with big shoulders and round waists waiting by the mountain road. They were dressed in the same short shirts and had baskets of clothes in front of them.
Different from other handymen, they did not go to Houhai, but waited and observed the passing handymen, as if they were selecting and screening for something.
Suddenly, a rough man laughed inexplicably, lifted the basket with one hand, and stopped an eleven or twelve-year-old boy on the road.
"Put this one on your back too and take it to be starched and washed."
As he said that, he couldn't help but stuff all the dirty clothes in his basket into the basket carried by the young man until it was full and pressed it down.
The young man stood there, looking at the rough man expressionlessly.
The rough man pushed him hard,
"Let's go."
The young man suddenly dropped the basket, and under the astonished eyes of the people around him, he slapped the rough man on the calf.
The rough man stumbled and almost fell.
The young man said nothing and kicked him again.
Peng.
The rough man immediately knelt on the ground.
Then the young man walked up to the rough man, and under the frightened look in his eyes, he grabbed the rough man's ears and said,
"You wash, I'll watch."
After saying that, he slapped the rough man on the face, which made the rough man's face swell.
Several people who were still watching on the side of the road quickly gathered around when they saw their companion being beaten.
But under the young man's cold eyes, he wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.
The rough man was afraid and did not dare to resist. He picked up the clothes that had been scattered on the ground because the young man had left them behind, put them into the basket, then picked them up and limped towards Houhai.
The young man pushed aside the people surrounding him without fear and followed behind the rough man.
Houhai,
It's a groove on a huge leg bone of the giant spirit's remains. It's said to be a sea, but it's actually just a lake.
The water in the lake receives rainwater from the sky.
It rains all the time in Jugucheng, so everything is lacking except water.
The young man followed the rough man and came to Houhai.
Glancing at the rough man who was silently washing clothes, he knew that the trouble was not over yet.
If possible, the young man wouldn't mind killing the rough guy and several of his companions to avoid trouble.
But not here.
This is Houhai. In order to prevent the big fish in the lake from eating people, there are two Lingu monks guarding the area around Houhai. They just don't show up and don't care about anything.
"After twelve years, I finally woke up from the chaos, but..."
The young man frowned slightly,
"I was actually sent here to work as a handyman in Lingu, and they were willing to let me go. What did my parents think in this life?"
The young man is none other than Chen Qingyan.
That day when he broke into the thunder realm, he was gnawed by thousands of thunders. He finally cut off the thunder with the extraordinary and holy Tibetan Eight-curved Sword, and forced his way into the end of the vortex with the perfect star forging technique, and finally fell into a
Quiet space.
Then, consciousness fell into chaos.
I only woke up once when I was born.
Then he quickly fell into confusion.
The mystery in the womb seemed to have failed to take effect on him. This time he was reincarnated with all his memories, but because the baby had not developed a complete brain, he lived in a muddle and slept most of the time.
Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the family is unwilling to raise a stupid son.
then,
So he cruelly sent him to Lingu to work as a handyman.
Thinking of this, Chen Qingyan was a little unsure. In his memory of Mo Hu, there seemed to be something wrong with the appearance of his parents.
But now that he has become a handyman, there is no way out.
And this is not necessarily a bad thing for him.
A handyman may seem humble, but it is not something ordinary mortals can do.
You need to have the most basic "Dingxia" qualifications, and you can choose a skill to practice like the outer disciples. This is something that countless mortals in Jugucheng can't get.
Being able to practice means that his body is not mediocre.
This may be related to the fact that the whole world hunted for gods and demons and captured a large amount of truth.
Menial work is tiring and dangerous.
For example, in Houhai, it seems that they only clean clothes for Lin Gu, but even with this ordinary job, sometimes handymen are buried in Houhai, either drowned or swallowed by big fish dormant at the bottom of the lake.
In comparison, the bullying I just encountered was just a trivial matter.
But sometimes, even this trivial matter can lead to bigger troubles.
Many times, swallowing one's anger is also a means of survival.
But Chen Qingyan is not a real child. How can he endure the bullying of an old guy who has lived for hundreds of years by a handyman with almost no cultivation?
Therefore, Chen Qingyan was already thinking about how to secretly kill a few rough guys without leaving any traces.
In another world, in another place, Chen Qingyan would not be so ruthless.
But not in this world.
Huangxie is a world with strict hierarchies and extremely unfriendly to people of humble status.
In Jugucheng, Lingu is the sky.
Some outer disciples, as long as they find a reasonable excuse, can even kill mortals on the street. Lingu's handymen are no better than mortals. If a monk wants to kill a handyman, it is no better than stepping on an ant.
How difficult it is.
But handymen have one more way out than ordinary people.
That is practice.
All the handymen have the qualifications to practice cultivation, but their qualifications are too mediocre and they are just wasted.
If a handyman practices the basic skills given by Lin Gu to the prescribed level, he will also have the opportunity to become an outer sect disciple, or even enter the inner sect and become a true monk.
This is a world of strong predators and strict hierarchies.
Now that Chen Qingyan has become Lingu's handyman, of course he can also practice, although he has not yet started practicing.
Thinking of cultivation, Chen Qingyan closed and opened his eyes, and a simple character panel that was both familiar and unfamiliar appeared:
Name: Chen Qingyan
Realm: None
Kung Fu: Tibetan Rhythm Eight-curved Knife (transcendence to sainthood), Gu Yuan Kung Fu (not yet started), Star Body Forging Technique (not yet started)
This character panel is something Chen Qingyan has never seen before.
First is the name.
According to past practice, every time he is reincarnated, even if he does not take the initiative, the practice room will make certain changes to the character panel according to the new body and the world. Among them, the most frequent changes are the names.
His name in this life is "Wang Teng". According to convention, Wang Teng should be directly displayed on the character panel.
But after the name, it is still called "Chen Qingyan".
Proficiency disappeared for the first time, or changed.
Instead, it was the "source point". He had no idea what this thing was or what it did.
Specifically, testing is required.
"Treasure Talisman" can also be understood. From a literal analysis, it should refer to the "Dan Gold Rune" and "Bright Gold Rune", as well as the "Dao Furnace Card".
However, he remembered that he clearly didn't have that many, especially the bright gold runes and the Avenue Furnace card.
What happened to this extra thing?
If Chen Qingyan could still barely understand and accept the above, then a discovery made him extremely panicked.
He can't enter the practice room.
Because of the dimension upgrade, the training room has become a shabby one, with the task bar and lottery wheel in pieces. However, it is still accessible and you can challenge and gain proficiency in it.
To him, proficiency is a renewable resource that flows steadily.
However, after ascending to the upper realm, it disappeared immediately.
This time, unlike in the No. 0 buzzard area, he was not threatened and unable to enter.
The practice room seemed to have turned into nothingness.
Completely disappeared.
Invisible and intangible.
Disappearance in the true "physical sense".
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