This Feng Chengde's strength is second only to the Recruit King, and he has completed his foundation building. A few days ago, he even killed Han Xingyan, who is as famous as him, half of his life. After the Recruit King learned the intermediate skills and was transferred to the Navy, he can be regarded as a He is the boss of the martial arts school.
When Su Yun, Guo Yang and several outsiders heard the news that he was going to fight Zhan Changfeng, they suddenly felt sad and sad, "Hiding is not an option, why not go down and have a look at the situation, or hand over the talisman in the worst case. "
When they walked down the stairs, they saw a group of people gathered around the counter. In the center were a man holding a broad, sharp knife holding the door panel and a thin, blindfolded young man.
The blindfolded young man took back the talisman and said, "Fight outside."
"As much as I'm so ready to charge you, I won't kill you." Feng Chengde held the handle of the knife and pointed at the door, "Let's go!"
The steward held the formation collection and said, "Wait a minute, what about this twelve formation records?"
Zhan Changfeng said, "I'll come over and change in a moment."
The crowd was in an uproar, and regardless of the rules of the Gongfa Pavilion, they loudly discussed and sneered, "How could there be such an arrogant person?"
Feng Chengde laughed angrily, "Stop talking nonsense and you will see the real deal!"
The most indispensable thing in the martial arts hall is the arena. There is a training ground for new recruits not far from the Kung Fu Pavilion. A group of people shouted and rushed over there. The recruits were so shocked that they stopped and stared blankly. Several instructors stood on their waists and stared, " We’re going to fight again, and we won’t stop until we see the sky.”
"Get out." Feng Chengde jumped onto the ring. The new recruits who were sparring did not dare to delay and jumped off the stage one after another. He was the only one on the huge stage. He teased Zhan Changfeng, "Hurry up, just walk this way, you A quarter of an hour will pass!"
"Is it Feng Mazi?!"
"Are you challenging people who use the back door?"
On the training ground, the recruits from far and near were staring at the coach, and they were all slacking off openly. Feng Mazi's name was well known among the recruits, and his combat power was first-rate and ferocious. They had seen him. In any case, one person must lie down and step down.
Yao Fanrou put his hands on the awning and looked over. He was surprised to see the roommate he had only met once walk onto the ring. Yu Xiangcheng was smug, "What am I talking about? She must have used the back door. This is miserable."
"What a pity." Yao Fanrou shook his head and sighed. In this martial arts studio, if you are too eye-catching, you will be easily noticed by others, and if you are too transparent, you will be easily bullied. People like them who are neither outstanding nor short will have a better life.
There are more and more people watching, but Zhan Changfeng doesn't care, and neither does Feng Chengde. The big knife in his hand is already thirsty, "My Tianliang knife, I will feed you right away."
Feng Chengde stroked the blade and saw from the corner of his eye that Zhan Changfeng had an epee in his hand. He sneered in his heart, "You actually want to fight me in close combat?!"
"Makuye!" Feng Chengde didn't hold back and charged forward. Every step he took on the ground shook the ground. The arena shook left and right, collapsed and broke. At the moment Zhan Changfeng jumped up from the arena, The corner of his mouth curled up, and he slashed three times in succession. The broadsword as wide as the door board slashed out a sky-like shadow of the sword, encircling and blocking it!
The last knife, take the head!
Before Feng Chengde's last sword fell, his pupils suddenly shrank, the cold stars flickered, and the shadow of the sword suddenly broke. The sky-covering sword intent pointed directly at his heart and soul, and the cold desolation penetrated his body and soul, as if soaked in the past, present, and future.
Blood streaks flew out, and Feng Chengde flew upside down like a kite with broken strings. Bang, his back rubbed against the rough ground and slid out more than ten meters. The burning pain brought back his terrifying sword intent, which was drowned by fear.
"She actually defeated Dzogchen with her sword intention?!" Su Yun couldn't believe it and turned to Guo Yang for confirmation, "Is it my imagination? I clearly feel that her sword intention is very ordinary. How could it be?!"
Guo Yang couldn't believe it either, "Maybe she used a secret technique that we couldn't detect."
With a flamboyant aura, he pushed away the crowd of onlookers. The leader glanced at the embarrassed Feng Chengde and glanced at Zhan Changfeng who sheathed his sword. "This Feng Mazi is nothing more than that. Who are you? He looked at the stranger and handed over the talisman. I will protect you from now on!"
Zhan Changfengxiu's sword intention was filled with the power of her will, which hurt her body and soul. Only the person who fights against her can experience the true sword intention. Even if others don't know it clearly, they won't be stupid enough to lose to her. Feng Chengde jumped out to provoke him. Judging from the fact that he was not wearing military uniform, he should be an outsider.
Su Yun, Guo Yang and others were even more surprised because the person speaking was Nie Hongyuan, the son of Cang Xi's general!
He did not confront the soldiers, but directly exchanged the talisman order for the followers of the senior soldiers. The senior cadres were not as strong as Feng Chengde, but he was good at management and had gathered a large number of subordinates.
Now the group of juniors and senior officials were crowding around Nie Hongyuan, occupying a large area of the field. The rest of the soldiers could only look at him in awe.
Nie Hongyuan was the fastest among the outsiders to break into the ranks of the soldiers, and even held a high position within the soldiers. But who would have thought that he would now turn around and attack his own family.
At the same time, Zhan Changfeng heard Nie Hongyuan's message, "You know who I am, fight two moves with me later, and then lose to me, give me the talisman, it will be beneficial to both public and private interests. I I won’t treat you badly.”
Zhan Changfeng was speechless. Nie Hongyuan actually wanted to use her as a stepping stone to achieve his reputation among the soldiers.
Nie Hongyuan was sure that she would not refuse. Their Cangxi people were hired from outside to rectify the current situation of corrupt moral conduct. When he climbed to a high position and had a large amount of force, wouldn't he be able to do whatever he wanted?
Now that he has a solid foundation, unlike them, they are still fighting with soldiers.
As a Cangxi person, they should help him. What's more, he is the son of a general and has one of the highest status among these people, so he should be the leader in everything they do.
Zhan Changfeng didn't know what status he had or what mission he had received. Wang Heng didn't ask her to cooperate with anyone or to achieve any goals. Naturally, she would not wrong herself at the moment, but she didn't lose face either. "Today, I have exhausted all my energy. Come on, let’s talk about it another day if we have anything to do.”
"Stop!" Nie Hongyuan was shocked and confused. This man dared to disobey his orders. "Are you scared?"
She had already defeated Feng Chengde, and if he defeated her again, he would be the well-deserved number one soldier. After he left the army to serve, with such a group of juniors to help him, and with so many future officers and soldiers in awe, there was no need to worry about failing to achieve great things.
Nie Hongyuan couldn't let go of this perfect opportunity, and he attacked Zhan Changfeng with his palm. At that moment, a sword light struck beside him, and he saw Feng Chengde spitting out blood, his body trembling slightly, "Get out of here" Come on, if you want to fight her, you have to get past me first!"
"You have a defeated general, why are you here to join in the fun?!" Nie Hongyuan's face darkened, and his heart burst into flames. It felt like he was about to beat his own dog but was bitten by another dog. How could it be so!
"Labour and management are willing to admit defeat. No one in this world can dare to challenge her!" Feng Chengde smiled like a vicious dog and slashed Nie Hongyuan and his gang with three slashes, causing them to fall over and flee in all directions.
A trace of cruelty flashed in Nie Hongyuan's eyes, "Feng Chengde, what do you call that disobedient thing?" !
He said angrily, "Gao Gan, stop him quickly!"
Gao Ganxin thought and attacked hard. Feng Chengde had been injured just now and should be able to deal with it.
The swords, light, and fire were surging, and the onlookers were frightened and moved away.
How could Su Yun, Guo Yang and others have expected this scene? How dare Zhan Changfeng really offend Nie Hongyuan?
Su Yun glanced at the blindfolded monk with his arms folded, and secretly transmitted the message, "Fellow Daoist Zhan, please stop Feng Chengde quickly. You and Nie Hongyuan have broken up, and you won't be able to live alone in the future."
As a result, Su Yun only saw her nod in her direction and then leave. What's the meaning? !
Nothing interesting, just saying hello. She will not interfere with Cang Xi's affairs. Now her mission here is only to listen to the city lord's actions and be a qualified soldier.
As for Feng Chengde, she didn't use much strength. Feng Chengde wasn't seriously injured, and it was enough to deal with those high-ranking officials.
Zhan Changfeng returned to the Kung Fu Pavilion and handed over the talisman, "Change."
"You are really on time." The manager was stunned. This external hire was quite secretive. "The original Hinayana and Zhongyuan exercises cannot be taken out of the exercise pavilion. I will unlock the restrictions on the array. You Go to the clean room at the back and memorize all the contents, then return it. You must not make rubbings in private."
He opened the small door of the counter, let her in, and led her into the clean room at the back.
This collection of formations is called the Twelve Formation Records. It explains in detail from shallow to deep how to draw the formation with strokes and how to refine the formation flags and formation stones. There are also twelve seven-grade large formations and six six-grade small formations.
Zhan Changfeng spent a long time writing them all down, briefly pondered them, and walked out of the clean room.
On the couch against the wall, the guardian who was lying on his side and practicing didn't know when he sat up cross-legged without opening his eyes. He only said quietly when she passed by, "You have good swordsmanship."
Zhan Changfeng modestly said: "Senior, you are so complimentary."
The person guarding the pavilion didn't reply, and Zhan Changfeng didn't stop either. He handed back the array and left the Kung Fu Pavilion.
The guardian may have seen the battle between her and Feng Chengde, or he may have guessed that she was the one who passed the illusion test.
However, she did not use the Tide Sword Technique. It was not because she was not tempted, but after passing the test, she discovered that the Tide Sword Technique was a method!
The Dharma lineage means that there are still people who are worshiping it and passing it on. Once she practices it, other people who practice this sword technique will sense her, which means that she will have more responsibilities as a master, senior brother, sister, and the same lineage.
She didn't want to become a disciple for no reason yet.
At night, in the side hall of the city lord's palace, Wang Heng was sitting on one side and talking to another person. There was a list of names on the table between them, "These are all good ones. They can be directly recruited into the navy. Here are a few , the ability is not bad, but the cultivation level is a little bit low, let’s put them in Xicheng first, and these few are smart and suitable to stay in the house to make suggestions.”
"Xicheng" the man shook his head and drew out a name, "Put her in Beicheng."
Wang Heng frowned. As soon as what happened during the day, this person was not what he expected. He might as well let Beicheng observe. "Then just listen to the city lord."
next day
The outsiders who came from Cangxi were all called into the hall of the martial arts hall. The atmosphere was very delicate. They all seemed to be avoiding Zhan Changfeng intentionally or unintentionally. Nie Hongyuan sat swaggering in his seat and couldn't help sneering.
The other person's air pressure is also very low. Duan Xiuyuan, the wolf in the army whose status in Cangxi is no less than Nie Hongyuan, has a stern face, as if someone owes him seven or eight hundred thousand, just because he has not obtained the Tide Sword Technique yet.
The Tide Sword Technique is the inheritance of the old city lord and the current city lord. Cang Xihou asked City Lord Yang Jie to open the Kung Fu Pavilion as a reward. Secretly, he hoped that someone would learn the Tide Sword Technique and become brothers and sisters with the city lord, so as to bring Cang closer to him. The relationship between Xi and Yang Jiecheng.
He was chosen because among the many soldiers who watched the battle images of the old city lord, he had the most graceful gestures.
It's a pity that not only him, but also none of their external candidates passed the test.
"Is everyone here?"
A man in navy blue military uniform strode in. There was a purple stripe on his cuffs, which meant that he was a soldier who handled civil affairs, also known as a civil soldier.
Seeing that everyone was there, the scholar signed up one by one. After confirming again and again, he waved his hand and there were twenty more groups of items on the table.
"One set for each person. It contains four military uniforms, four powerful uniforms, a city citizen certificate, a letter of appointment, a map, and an identity badge. Remember to hang the badge on your waist at all times, otherwise others will I don’t recognize you.”
"The other generation of the city lord sends a message. You have worked hard to come all the way. I hope that during your tenure, you can bring the good virtues of Cang Xi to Yang Jiecheng and improve Yang Jiecheng's bad habits. Now, you can take office with the letter of appointment!"
After the scholar finished speaking, he left without stopping at all.
Duan Xiuyuan took his things and said to everyone, "Everyone, please do your own thing and don't insult Cang Xi's reputation."
"Also, don't think that because the mountain is high and the emperor is far away, you can do whatever you want. Just be careful and risk your own death." Nie Hongyuan glanced at Zhan Changfeng.
Everyone noticed his gaze and looked at each other. Silence is golden.
Why are they from the same place? If anything happens in the future, they will have to help each other. This person is really stupid. Just give him up. Why should there be such a stalemate? How can Nie Hongyuan offend him casually?
Twenty-seven people came to Cangxi, seven of them were at the city lord's palace. Among the remaining twenty people, Duan Xiuyuan had the strongest status and strength, and took the lead, "No matter where you worked before, now in Yang Understand, we are a group of people. If anyone has difficulties, everyone should lend a helping hand. Please report your place of employment now so that we can contact you in the future."
He was the first to say, "I am a navy master."
"I'm also a waterman."
"West City."
"Hey, I'm at the City Lord's Mansion."
Zhan Changfeng, who was wandering outside, picked up his identity badge. It was made of ebony, hard in texture and as cold as metal to the touch. It was carved with cloud patterns, but the front and back were blank. If you look closely, you could see a line engraved on the bottom. Small print: Store a wisp of breath and cannot use it except yourself.
Zhan Changfeng did as he was told, and soon, a large character "Pawn" appeared on the front, with the words "Beicheng" in the upper left corner, and rows of small characters appeared on the reverse, including specific information such as the year and month of his name's enlistment in the army.
It doesn't matter where she goes, her goal is not the army anyway, and Yang Jiecheng is just her temporary foothold.
The outsiders exchanged pleasantries and then took office.
Zhan Changfeng left the martial arts hall, and the scorching sunshine mixed with the roar of people came in waves. The vendors in coarse linen clothes, the glamorous monks, the wagons drawn by horses, and the war beasts walking on the streets, the prosperity of Yang Jiecheng was revealed bit by bit. .
Yangjie City covers an area of more than 190,000 square kilometers. It is not a simple city, but a city. There are plains and mountains in the city, streams and rivers. There are only five million permanent residents, mainly concentrated in four urban areas.
The southern city where she is currently located is the entrance from where she came, and the martial arts hall is the hub for coordinating Canglan's military affairs. Next to it is the city lord's palace, and the northern city station she is going to is still thousands of miles away from here.
Zhan Changfeng called a light car, and the driver was a middle-aged man whose head was wrapped in a square cloth. She stood in front of the martial arts hall, her appearance was obvious, and the middle-aged man smiled appropriately, "Where did you take office, sir?"
"Beicheng Martial Arts Hall," she is very popular most of the time, and can get along with everyone openly, just like the old neighbor next door who has known each other for a long time. It is this approachable appearance that makes the honest middle-aged person show off. A trace of pity.
How could Zhan Changfeng not feel it, "Why do you look like this, uncle? I'm a newbie here and don't understand the rules. Is there anything else that can be said in Beicheng?"
The middle-aged man said "drive" and drove forward, saying vaguely, "There are many things going on in Beicheng, so you may be a little tired."
She didn't hold on and chatted with him about Yang Jiecheng's customs and things involving the common people. The middle-aged man talked a lot and was very happy gossiping.
There are almost no outright ordinary people in the Shanhai Realm. It is a monastic world worthy of the name. No matter how useless it is, it can still draw Qi into the body and touch the threshold of the acquired world. And in Zangyun Stream, the rare foundations can be seen everywhere.
The middle-aged man driving the horse is only one step away from building the foundation. However, it is hard to say whether these foundation building are natural foundation building or forced breakthrough by drugs, whether they are empty foundation building cultivation level without Tao embryo Tao seed, or whether the cultivation level, state of mind and Tao seed are present.
The horse pulling the cart was a monster and moved very fast. After leaving Nancheng and passing through several mountain roads, they arrived at the place in an hour. Zhan Changfeng paid him the spirit stone and walked into the martial arts hall.
The middle-aged man looked at the tall gate and couldn't help but shudder. If Yang Jiecheng was a dye vat, then Beicheng was responsible for dyeing black. He sighed in his heart, such a gentle and good girl actually entered such a place. I know the future will still be what it is today.
In the hall of the martial arts hall, there was only a bearded man taking a nap on his back. Zhan Changfeng knocked on the table a few times gently, "Steward, wake up."
"Are you reporting again?" The manager looked sleepy and cheered, "Bring me the letter of appointment."
Then she spread out a map. This map was much more detailed than the one in her hand. There were icons drawn on some places on it, and there were dense annotations underneath.
"Newcomers all start from the bottom. Let's see. Do you want to patrol the streets or defend the city?" He looked at her and smiled meaningfully.
Oh, you choose?
This distribution method is very Yang Jiecheng.
Zhan Changfeng handed over a thousand spiritual stones in a very polite manner.
The steward glanced at it and put it away skillfully, a little contemptuous, but also a little proud. It was already good for a newcomer to show this, not to mention he had such a wink.
He asked again, "Are you going to patrol the streets or defend the city?"
"Street patrol."
"There are seventeen markets and thirty-five main streets in Beicheng. Which market are you going to?"
He collected money happily, and Zhan Changfeng was also relaxed. It was much easier to negotiate a deal with a villain than to reason with a gentleman. She didn't answer at first, and pointed to the open map, "What do the marks on it mean?" ?”
"Yang Jie's power distribution," he said impatiently, "The black ones are for small forces, and the red ones are for those who can't be offended. But if you want to get along better, just choose the red one. You don't have to do anything serious. The offerings they turned in were enough to live on.”
She casually pointed at a red animal head symbol and made an eighty gesture.
"Eight thousand?"
"Eighty thousand!"
She pointed to the unmarked area again, and the steward held out a finger mockingly.
Zhan Changfeng smiled, "I don't have any money, just look at the arrangements."
How proud are you that you have no money? Is this attitude of asking for help?
It's more like I'm begging you to choose a good one.
The steward sneered. A poor man is a poor man. He took a brush and wrote, "Go to Qilefang Station."
Qilefang, if I remember correctly, there is a big force there. Although there is a lot of money and money, you also have to take your life, and this manager is not kind. But it wasn't bad, she was ready to accept the manager's malice from the moment she said "no money".
She "looked" at the boss with evil eyes, inexplicably bright, and seemed to enjoy the fun of hunting. As expected, she was more willing to deal with bad people than good people. If the other party was a villain, that would be great.
When we came out of the martial arts hall, the sun was a little bright, and when it shone on the blindfold, we could vaguely feel the dazzling halo.
Qilefang is located in a relatively quiet alley. It has a vermilion door, a red lantern hanging, and two stone lions next to it, just like a wealthy family.
There was no one guarding the door. People were playing Pai Gow on the ground behind the door. When the orderly "tuk-tuk" sound sounded, He Wu cursed, "Who is it? Knock!"
The knock on the door paused for a moment, then started ringing again slowly.
The little Tahu said impatiently, "Hurry up and open the door. You will lose anyway."
"Where did I lose? It's bullshit."
Another fat man said, "Don't worry, who is knocking on the door in broad daylight?"
"Hahahaha, that makes sense."
My own people have already pushed the door open and come in, but the one who is looking for trouble is kicking the door. If it is a noble person, the uncle is not allowed to line up to greet him. Therefore, there is definitely not an important person outside. If it is not important, then don't worry about it.
"I'm not free, just wait for me."
"Since someone knocked, you should go and take a look," a dull man said silently, but he motioned to the other two people from the corner of his eye.
The fat man who just said to leave it alone changed his rhetoric and said, "I'm so annoyed by being beaten. Go and have a look."
Tahu also urged, "Go quickly, go quickly, finish it so you can continue playing."
He Wu cursed and stood up, "Here we come, stop knocking, hurry up and get reincarnated!"
Just when he turned around to open the door, the dull man quickly moved his fingers and changed the cards. Tahu and the fat man looked at each other with a mean smile and gave a thumbs up. At this time, He Wu shouted, "Who is this?" , new recruit?"
Recruit?
Are there new recruits?
The three of them came to the door and saw a young woman in white standing there with her sleeves rolled up, looking easy-going.
"Recruit report." Zhan Changfeng took out his letter of appointment, "Who is responsible for this?"
He Wu automatically ignored her question and said excitedly, "He's a new recruit. Why are you still standing there, Chief!"
The dull man quickly took away her letter of appointment, as fast as he could steal a card, "I'm Chief Luo Yi, and there happens to be one less person in the team. It's just you. I'll report it to my uncle later. "
The fat man immediately answered, "Just call me Fat Sect. I'll introduce you to your daily routine first, and of course your residence. Come with me."
"So simple?"
"How complicated does it have to be?" Tahu winked, "To tell you the truth, someone in our team happened to die, and he was punished by the chief to guard the gate. If you fill the vacancy, we can go out on patrol."
"How can you find the courage to speak out about such an embarrassing thing?" Fatty Zong glared at him angrily, "Girl, ignore him. By the way, what's your name?"
"Zhan Changfeng."
"Come on, let's go see the dormitory. It's so tiring standing outside on a hot day."
"Excuse me, what is the daily routine you just mentioned?"
"I'll give you a schedule later. Usually five people and ten people go to patrol. We are responsible for the Ming'an Street area. We have three days of day shift, three days of night shift, and six days of rest. The dormitory is here. By the way, the other five people have gone on a mission."
After a while, Zhan Changfeng understood the situation. Including himself, there were ten people in total. Luo Yi was the commander, Pang Zong and another Mei Le, whom he had never met, were the team commanders. More than a hundred people came together. Yuan Hubo was in charge.
In addition to Uncle Yuan Hu, there are two other uncles, namely Liu Ge and Guan Ren. Each has more than 100 people under his command. They live in two nearby courtyards. There are 300 soldiers in Qilefang in total.
There is no such thing as a military rank in the Yang Jiecheng City Army Navy. There are only positions such as Wu Commander, Shi Chang Bo, Chang Bo, Du Xiao Lieutenant, etc. It is very simple to get to the top, just fight.
There is a big test every three months. On this day, you can challenge to the top, and the one with the strongest strength will be promoted. The law of the jungle as always.
"Come in, ah, hey, cough, it's a little dusty. Just clean it up. We also have our meals in the backyard canteen. Apart from morning training and inspections, I usually arrange the rest of my time by myself. By the way, ten people will gather together in the evening. We know each other. I'll call you when the time comes. You can clean up first." Fatty Zong waved the dust and disappeared in a flash.
It's really easy to get hired.
Zhan Changfeng wiped the dust off the desk, flicked it clean, and instantly cleaned it.
There was nothing important at the moment, so she checked the room, placed a few restrictions, and went into meditation to practice.
During the test in the fantasy world, she touched the power of the tide, gained a better understanding of the sun and the moon, and was one step closer to practicing the Taoism in the Five Elements Taoist Scroll. However, she lacked some kind of opportunity, maybe to find it in the real picture of life. , you will accumulate different insights. Thinking about it this way, patrolling the streets is not a waste of time.
That night, Fatty Sect went to a gathering with her as he had said before. He was stunned by the recruit who was wearing a navy blue military uniform. The collar robe was embroidered with clouds and sea waves, a red copper belt tied around the waist, wristbands tied with narrow sleeves, and long The boots were covered with late frost, and her neat and heroic dress did not make her look so cool, but she made this military uniform look elegant and elegant.
She didn't feel anything before, so how could the impact of changing clothes be so great? Her temperament had already blurred the gap between gender, age and cultivation, and even her plain face was ignored.
"No, no, no, what kind of military uniform are you wearing for the party? It's time to change."
"Aren't you also wearing a military uniform?"
"I still have to change."
Fatty Zong drove her back into the house and tugged at his military uniform, feeling very sad that he looked like a ball in his clothes.
Hey, everyone has to change their clothes. Anyway, no one dares to charge them for meals if they don't wear these clothes.
Zhan Changfeng changed his clothes as a matter of course.
The other five people were a group led by Merle, but the relationship between the two groups was a bit subtle, and they were just minding their own business the whole time.
Later I found out that Merle and Luo Yi were both corps commanders before. After the former commander died, they had a fight for promotion. Luo Yi narrowly won. Although his position was higher, he could not defeat the other corps. When patrolling the streets, he takes the lead. At other times, the two groups are separated.
She had already assumed the role of a soldier. When the horn sounded the next day, she went to the atrium on time for early practice. What was funny was that there were only a few people in the atrium.
A soldier holding a stone pillar said sarcastically, "A rookie is just a rookie. He really takes it seriously. Who can be so strict? You can love him or not."
It was originally patrolling the streets at Mao hour, but when the sun came up, Luo Yi Pangzong and others came out one by one, "The time is right, let's go eat."
So the ten people found a small restaurant, ate and drank enough, and walked around for a while. Before the hour came, they all called it a day and went back. This is the end of the street tour.
From this, she gained a better understanding of the situation of the soldiers in Beicheng.
After that, Fatty Sect and others discovered that the newcomer's favorite hobby was squatting and chatting with the vendors all day long, and their majesty as a martial soldier was completely lost.
One time I leaned over and listened, oh, they were actually talking about whether it is better to use human manure or animal manure to fertilize the vegetable fields. Why don't you just become a farmer! Can't you use special spiritual fertilizer?
At first they laughed at the fact that this situation would not last long. If a soldier was there, how could others still come to buy things?
How many people will be scared away by that navy suit? The dealer hates you to death and wishes you to get away.
But this person is unconventional, and he doesn't know what tricks he uses. Every time he goes out on the street, various dealers will take the initiative to say hello, and his friendly eyes seem to be looking at his own daughter.
Not to mention the neighbors, all they had to do was come up with a handkerchief to wipe her sweat, especially those girls, what does it mean when all the girls are pregnant and want to talk about sex, please be careful that the woman in front of you is a woman, don’t mess with the person. wrong.
The area of Ming'an Street they visited was not considered prosperous. Most of them were ordinary shops, filled with trivial things such as firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea.
During the morning market, a wave of farmers from outside the city carried baskets and set up stalls on the ground. The vegetables were all spiritual vegetables, and the fruits were also spiritual fruits. Here, ordinary food has been replaced by spiritual food.
Zhan Changfeng is somewhat interested in planting. Sometimes he talks to a few old farmers and gives them advice, such as how to prevent pests and how to control floods.
Over time, her position in the hearts of these farmers changed, and they treated her with extra eagerness.
"Sir, this is the spiritual fruit I just picked today. It's very sweet."
"The sun above your head is not forgiving. Come and rest under my shed."
“The home-brewed spirit wine is good enough to quench your thirst.”
The fat sect rolled his eyes when he heard this. He said that the soldiers and the people were like water and fire. Now they are like water and milk. He said sourly, "I still enjoy the coolness to quench my thirst. Why hasn't anyone entertained me for so many years?"
Tahu: "Fat."
He Wu: "Short."
Luo Yi pouted: "Frustration."
Fatty Zong's heart ached all the time, "Is it because I'm not good-looking?"
"Of course not," Elder Luo Yishi said seriously, "It's because he has such a good temperament, if saying so can comfort your self-esteem."
He pretended not to hear the second part of the sentence, "Well, it's because he has such a good temperament."
On the busy street, she was slim and elegant, like a nobleman walking down from the Nine Towers Tower. However, wearing the navy blue military uniform that symbolized strength and the street vendors and passers-by in linen clothes, she did not look out of place at all. As if she was meant to be there.
Just like the farmers regard her as one of their own with whom they can exchange farming experience, just like Fat Sect and others regard her as a soldier who likes them to eat and die.
She sometimes gently makes people think that she and herself are in the same world.
Luo Yi stared at the figure in front of him silently, and then lowered his eyelids, so he was in danger.
The ten people were in no formation, and after less than one turn, Fatty Sect started shouting, "I'm starving to death, I'm starving to death, find a place to eat quickly!"
As he spoke, he held his stomach and twisted his waist like a little daughter-in-law, "No one gives me food or drinks."
Zhan Changfeng picked up the string of the wine jar, "Want it?"
Fatty Zong pretended to be coy, his eyes were squeezed into lines by the fat on his face, and he suddenly reached out to grab the wine jar, accumulating strength in his five fingers, "Come on, come on, I will teach you what sharing means."
Zhan Changfeng hooked the rope with his finger, and the wine bottle turned in a circle and swept towards his palm. The porcelain wine jar was like steel, which shook him back. He said slowly, "Getting something for nothing is a thief."
Fatty Zong covered his numb hands, hey, he originally wanted to give the newcomers a blow, but now he was tricked. He laughed and said, "I'm so thirsty, I'm going to order ten bowls later." Please don’t grab the wine from me.”
The fight between Fatty Sect and Zhan Changfeng was watched by several people around them. After the exchange of blows, some people who wanted to trouble her became calmer.
It doesn't matter if you're new, it doesn't matter if you don't know the rules, it doesn't matter if you accept things in front of them and don't take them out for your brothers to try. As long as you have the strength, they will have to hold it in no matter how dissatisfied you are.
Zhan Changfeng looked indifferent, hooked on the rope, and swayed the wine jar. No one seemed to be able to deny her casualness.
Fatty Zong secretly glanced at her several times, rubbed his hands and pressed hard to relieve some of the numbness. This newcomer was not easy to mess with, and his position as team leader might be a bit uncertain.
"Stop, you kid, don't run away!"
"Those in front of you, stop him!"
"How dare you escape after stealing something from our Dilong Gang!"
Zhan Changfeng and the others were patrolling the street. Suddenly there was chaos in front of them. Following several angry shouts, a figure knocked away the pedestrians and ran towards the soldiers without thinking. He raised his head and showed a very pretty face. Surprise flashed across his face, and he hurriedly turned around and ran towards the alley next to him!
The fierce-looking monks at the back shouted unceremoniously to the soldiers, "Get him quickly, are you the only ones doing the job!"
Luo Yi and Meile looked at each other and nodded towards their respective subordinates.
Fatty Sect was the first to take action, pushing aside the crowd and chasing the handsome young man. Tahu cursed and chased after him. After a while, the two of them grabbed the young man from the alley, tied him up and threw him on the ground.
People didn't mind the excitement and gathered around to point.
The young man didn't know whether he was embarrassed or angry, his face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and shouted at the monks who caught up, "You heartless dogs, it's obvious that you robbed my things!"
"Our Dilong Gang doesn't have the habit of robbing things. That's true." The leading black-faced monk showed his yellow teeth and squinted at Luo Yi and said perfunctorily, "Thank you very much, Chief, for your help. We will take them away. If you have any, It’s time to drink tea.”
Fat Zongtahu and even Mei Le and others all stood in front of the black-faced monk. Luo Yi looked at him dully, "We are in charge of this street anyway. We have to take people away."
The black-faced monk poked his shoulder with his finger and said with a stern expression, "Don't ask you to open a dyeing workshop just because you make too much noise. The money will go to our Dilong Gang!"
"Take your broken hands away, be careful Grandpa will chop you off!" Fatty Zong flashed his sword. For a moment, the two people drew their swords, and the ones who came forward stepped forward, and they were entangled with each other with shoulders and waists.
Zhan Changfeng "watched" their confrontation with great interest. Suddenly, he felt a gaze, and when he looked forward with his spiritual consciousness, the young man still looked angry and aggrieved with his head tilted.
After all, there were ten warriors here, and even if they were surrounded and beaten, they could take down the four members of the Dilong Gang. The black-faced monk couldn't stand it. Knowing that these guys had money in mind, he spat and put down his words, "You all Just wait for me, bah, let grandpa watch the good guys."
After saying that, he led the people back in a high-spirited manner and asked the gang leader to repair these things. How dare you ask them for money? !
He Wu was the most irritable, "Look at how successful they are as villains. Why don't you help them catch them? Just let them chase after them."
Fatty Sect gave him a blow, "Idiot, I don't know how you survived in Beicheng."
"It's good to take people away and make some extra money." Mei Le glanced at the young man darkly and took the lead to go back home.
His behavior made Luo Yi and others displeased, and they made him look like the biggest one.
"As expected, apart from the fact that they cheated money together, I don't like him in any way." Pang Zong muttered a few words in a low voice, and then said to Zhan Changfeng, "The newcomers should learn from this, that's how a soldier works."
How?
Trampling on the high and flattering the low, extorting money at the right time.
Compared to the Hu De Gambling House, which is entrenched in Qilefang, the Dilong Gang is just a small and unpopular force, with more than a hundred people in total. They usually collect protection fees on Ming'an Street and control a few shops. .
When meeting other forces, Luo Yi and others were so eager to please that they dared to kidnap people, but the Dilong Gang happened to be someone they could afford to offend, and the black-faced monk's look of looking down on others was very off-putting. If you don't beat them properly, the soldier will be completely embarrassed.
After entering the compound of the station, Fatty Sect threw the young man into a room and said, "Let's tell you what was stolen. Let those gangsters chase him."
"I didn't steal anything, I just got my stuff back!" the young man replied stubbornly.
"I don't care if you stole it or not, just hand it over." Merle raised his chin, and a man named Lin An immediately took out a cloth bag from the young man's arms and dumped it on the ground. It contained only a few low-grade spiritual stones.
Lin An came forward to search him again and almost took off his clothes.
The young man twisted around, his face turned red, and he said angrily, "You are all from the same journey, you are all bastards!"
"Found it." Lin An took out a booklet from his crotch and handed it to Merle.
Merle waved her hand in disgust, "Let the chief see it first."
Now he was polite, Luo Yi looked through it once, his eyes were surprised, and he quickly looked through it again. Merle was a little anxious beside him, not wanting to let the benefits go to him, so he grabbed the book and squinted at it.
The writing on the cyan cover was blurry, and the title page was still greasy. It seemed that no one cared about it. Then he turned to the main text, and a sense of mystery came over him. His eyes widened and he said in surprise, "This is the Hinayana practice." !”
"What!"
"The Hinayana Kung Fu!"
Everyone in the room gathered around, "It's a huge profit, no wonder those people from the Dilong Gang want to rob it!"
Even in a middle world like the Mountain and Sea Realm, there is no situation where all kinds of Hinayana Kung Fu and Medium Vehicle Kung Fu are flying around.
Most of the Kung Fu resources are controlled by the sects and princes. In comparison, the scattered Kung Fu are very few. You can’t buy them even if you want to. Rogue cultivators explore secluded realms, enter tombs, and explore ruins. Why are they working so hard to survive? Is it just to take yourself further?
And a suitable method that is suitable for superiority is the key to touched higher levels!
Although the Yanwart Pavilion has the Gongfa Pavilion, they can't get in when they are in the Yanwart Pavilion. They still expect to be rewarded with a good exercise?
Meile has been trapped in Tsukiji and the success. It has been almost ten years. With this minority method, he believes that he can quickly understand the meaning of Danan!
Luo Yi's current practice is not compatible with it, but it does not prevent him from being happy. In his eyes, this Earplay exercise method is the shiny millions of flames!
The two big one is the case, let alone the other people, and the eyes are wished to stick it on it.
He Wu smashed his mouth, "Do we change the money from the Dragon Gang?"
"Why don't you change it?" Fat Zong smiled, "People give them, ask for this method, take 10,000 spirit beads!"
Everyone applauded. Millions of spirit stones are divided by people. Even if two big and more successful, there are tens of thousands of them.
Luo Yiyi glanced at the nine people, "Everyone has a share, but remember that this is forgotten."
How can you forget, come out and go to the sin.
There are Lingshi Tu, and there are exercises. Zhong Wu's death felt that he was too worthy, and he couldn't wait to come to a few jar wines to celebrate.
The teenager's eyes were taunting, and his body seemed to shake slightly angrily, buried his head between his legs.
Is it just that a minority method can get up the thoughts of the practitioner? It seems that the situation of scattered cultivation is really bad. Zhan long wind secretly said.
Mei Le finally remembered that there was still a teenager, staring at him burning, "Where is this exercise? If your answer is satisfactory, we may let the Dragon help your life."
us?
Luo Yi was a little disgusted. As soon as he promised, even if he was a false commitment, he pulled a typical heart of others, but he also looked forward to the boy's answer.
Where is a minority method where the usual person comes from? It may be that the tomb of the practitioner of shit from the tomb of the shit. If it is a tomb, how can there be no other baby to accompany it.
The teenager hates, "This is the relic that my grandfather gave me, and return it to me!"
"Then what else did your grandfather stay?" Mei Le narrowed his eyes.
The teenager scored this body, his face was stubborn, and he couldn't speak.
Is this or not? Lin An kicked him, "Hurry up, be careful, I will beat you!"
The teenage tears came out, and the crying was sad and hidden. "Every family is hollowed out by them, all bastards! Bastard!"
Today, the two more and the two more, the five more, the one -one, and one chapter later is the addition. The update time is unstable during this time, sorry. Thank you book friends for your support! mwah!
