Hoo~
Hoo~
Hoo~......
In the vast and empty sky of Jugu City, there was a hoarse gasp squeezed out of the throat, like a bellows, and it sounded particularly uncomfortable.
Every time Zeng Zhaolong took a step, he would sweat like liquid on his body. Even the sweat that had not dripped would hang on his face, slide down with the shaking of his body, and soak into his eyelids, which means it seeped into his eyeballs.
Sour.
Dry and spicy.
Itchy.
It was like a crawling insect, it was a torture.
The joy of the morning has long been exhausted. Now he just wants the mountain road to be shorter and lower so that he can reach the top of the mountain quickly.
End of this transfer.
Like him, there are more than a hundred handymen.
They were all carrying a lot of goods on their backs, arms, picks, lifts or drags. They were all carrying a lot of goods, walking like ants transporting grain on a dangerous bone bridge that swayed in the wind.
After two years,
A large caravan jointly formed by the four major cities finally arrived at Jugu City.
What they brought along with them was a huge amount of supplies lined up from the beginning of the city to the end of the city. The arrival of the caravans from the four cities solved Jugu City's urgent need.
Daily necessities such as grains, salt, seeds, livestock, and cloth were finally no longer in short supply.
Coinciding with the triennial Sun God Festival, Jugu City, which has been raining all year round and has never seen the light of day, is miraculously illuminated by the sun, and everything seems to be revived.
This spectacle will last for three more days until the fourth night.
Sun God Festival.
Jugucheng ushered in a carnival.
But the handyman living in Lingu was not happy at all.
Chen Qingyan was also among this group of handymen carrying supplies.
Carrying a sack of unknown items, he took the time to look around outside the bridge and saw several flying monks from a distance, chatting together with smiles on their faces.
During this period, if any handyman accidentally falls off the bone bridge, they will rescue him in time.
Not only to save supplies, but also to save people.
today,
The monks are exceptionally good-tempered.
After all, it is the Yangshen Festival, and Lingu is also full of joy.
According to the usual practice, tomorrow the current Valley Master of Lin Valley will take out a heavy treasure as the jackpot and hold a "Valley Summit Martial Arts", in which all outer sects, inner sects, and monks can participate.
Chen Qingyan thought for a moment, and this carnival seemed to have nothing to do with handymen like them.
They need to work during the Yang God Festival, and the work is more intensive.
Gu Feng was in martial arts, and no handyman was involved.
Thinking of this, Chen Qingyan suddenly felt unhappy.
This meant that he would have to be busy for at least three more days.
After working hard for many days in a row, there was no time for him to practice.
No wonder the entire team of handymen carrying supplies was lifeless.
Even if you can’t take holidays during holidays, you still have to work overtime. Who can stand this?
After crossing the bone bridge, climb up the missing guardrail steps. From here, it is considered the highest place in the entire Jugu City. Looking from a high position, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Jugu City, and you can also see the remains of the giant spirits towering like clouds. huge skeleton.
Above, on the top of the mountain, is the Five Grains Hall where supplies are stored. Formations have been set up here to prevent insects and moisture.
Zeng Zhaolong put down the supplies he was carrying, and after being inspected by the monks, he received ten bone coins.
Behind him, Chen Qingyan also came to the top of the mountain, gently put down the sack he was carrying, and also received ten bone coins.
Giving money means that all materials have been moved.
Zeng Zhaolong smiled happily, counted the bone money and said:
"Counting these ten coins, I finally saved up to one hundred dollars."
"One hundred dollars, what do you buy?"
Chen Qingyan asked.
"Have you not noticed that there have been a lot of demons sneaking into the city recently? I plan to buy a "door god" for my family to ward off evil spirits. "
"Doorgod?"
Chen Qingyan held his chin.
Zeng Zhaolong swung his arms, twisted his waist left and right, and explained while stretching his sore body:
"The worst door god costs one hundred bones. It's really unlucky to encounter an evil spirit. With the door god here, it can at least scare you."
The two of them left the Five Grains Hall.
The morning's work is over here.
As for the afternoon, it doesn't take much to know that there will be a lot of things to do, and the canteen handles at least half of the workload.
Chen Qingyan has not yet worked in the cafeteria. He heard from other handymen that even washing dishes in the cafeteria is a lucrative job.
However, he didn't want to experience it at all.
Because he no longer plans to do the job of a handyman.
After coming to Lingu for more than half a year, it took half a year to complete the 'Consolidation' stage, and successfully broke through to the third level of Gu Yuan Gong with the capital of "Ding Xia". It should be... not too exaggerated, right?
Compared with others, such as Zeng Zhaolong, who is also "Ding Xia", this is actually a bit exaggerated.
Zeng Zhaolong has been practicing for three and a half years, but he has not yet completed the solid foundation and entered the third level of Gu Yuan Gong.
He only used it for half a year, and the difference between the two was a full fourteen times. Anyone would think there was something wrong with it.
But Chen Qingyan was already prepared, and the Guyuan Pill was a good excuse.
And for some reason, he always felt that his cultivation speed was quite fast.
It's not like someone with "Dingxia" qualifications.
He attributed the reason to his 'understanding'.
"How long do you think it will take for you to become an outer sect?"
When they parted, Chen Qingyan asked Zeng Zhaolong.
After being together for half a year, he still had feelings for Zeng Zhaolong to some extent. He was not a best friend, but better than an ordinary friend. There was a somewhat genuine relationship between the two.
Hearing this, the smile on Zeng Zhaolong's face faded and he said with a grimace:
"My Gu Yuan Gong has been at the second level for almost a year. Manager Lin said that I had a serious illness when I was young and I need to spend more time to consolidate it. It will take...a year or two."
Have you ever been seriously ill? Chen Qingyan looked at the other party's broad and round body and felt that it didn't look like him.
After thinking about it, he took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket and poured out a Gu Yuan Dan.
"I actually broke through to the third level yesterday. I'll give this to you. It's the last Yuan-Guarding Pill I have. If you take it, you should be able to become an outer sect faster."
Zeng Zhaolong trembled all over, looking at the Guyuan Dan handed to him, his face was filled with disbelief.
"You actually completed the Strengthening Pill... No, where did your Strengthening Pill come from?"
This is what Chen Qingyan was waiting for,
"Do you still remember that in April, I was asked by an alchemist to go to the alchemy room to see the fire? This bottle of Guyuan Dan was given to me by this gentleman."
Zeng Zhaolong took a deep breath and couldn't hide his regret. He also had the opportunity to show the alchemist the fire, so why didn't he take it?
However, when I thought about the furnace explosion phenomenon at that time and the tragic situation of another handyman whose entire arm was broken by a stone, I immediately put away my regrets.
Instead he was filled with envy,
Still a little embarrassed.
But the elixir was right in front of him, and he really couldn't refuse it.
"Thank you."
Zeng Zhaolong took the Guyuan Pill from the young man's hand.
"When I become an outer sect, I will find a way to pay you back."
"let's discuss it later."
Chen Qingyan never thought that the other party could repay him. Even if he could afford it, he didn't know how many years had passed.
Guyuan Dan is very precious to the outer disciples. It cannot be bought with bone money, but it needs to contribute to Lingu.
Any elixir that can improve cultivation is a strategic material.
This is also the fundamental reason why the alchemist's status is much higher than that of ordinary monks.
Chen Qingyan has decided to follow the path of an alchemist from now on, in order to hide the role of the 'source point'.
"gone."
Chen Qingyan waved his hands and walked towards the stone house where he lived.
Zeng Zhaolong looked at the young man's leaving figure, envious of his free and easy temperament, but also a little melancholy.
