Chapter 0004 - Look it up

Qin Wen sat on the stone bench and studied the Sheng Sheng Duel for the whole night, and instead of being tired, his essence was fuller. The Sheng Sheng Duel could swallow the qi of life from heaven and earth, allowing him to recover his injuries, qi, and blood, and keep his essence full.

Qin Wen had studied the first stage of the Sheng Sheng decision for three years, a long period of time, firstly because he was indeed too young and didn't know much, and secondly because he didn't have any understanding of the Sheng Sheng decision as a way of practicing qi, and he was completely groping for it on his own. This time, the study of the second part was obviously much smoother, there were some epiphanies in one night, Qin Wen was confident that he could study it thoroughly in half a year or even less, and integrate the first and second parts of the Sheng Sheng Decision.

The old man didn't know when he had returned to the camp to sleep, and there was only Qin Wen and the lone tomb in the courtyard.

Qin Wen was in a good mood, sweeping away the gloom of Elder Chu Hua's rejection. He made breakfast for the old man, stuffed a steamed bun into his own mouth, and went to the corner of the courtyard to do his daily workout, picking up the two-meter stone cylinder with one hand and holding it steadily in his hand, his muscles tensed and his lines perfectly contoured.

He used this stone jar to store his groceries.

In the beginning, he pushed a wooden wheelbarrow back and forth in a single trip, and later he switched to a one-meter wooden barrel, which he filled with things and carried to deliver the goods. Two years ago he switched to a stone tank, the daily delivery of things are put into the stone tank inside, holding it to deliver.

The outside of the stone cylinder was hung with iron cones, weighing a total of three hundred pounds, and if he put in the things he had to deliver every day, it would be at least five hundred pounds, and if it was heavy, it would reach seven or eight hundred pounds.

Qin Wen was bare-chested, holding the stone tank high in the air as he strutted around the compound. In this way, lean muscles and strong explosive power, as well as tough and enduring endurance, were practiced day in and day out.

Turning difficulties into experiences was what Qin Wen had to tell himself every day.

"Qin Wen, are you there?" A shrill voice came from outside as a white, chubby man stood in front of the iron gate, looking arrogant and deliberately tilting his head and squinting his eyes.

His name was Zhang Dong, one of the administrators of Qing Yun Sect, responsible for managing half of the servants of Qing Yun Sect and organizing their daily work.

Qin Wen ignored him, picked up the stone cylinder, and continued his training.

"Are you fucking deaf? Laozi is talking to you ...," Zhang Dong shouted at the top of his lungs.

Rumble! The stone cylinder in Qin Wen's hand landed heavily, and the entire camp shook.

Zhang Dong followed with a shudder, his voice stuck in place like a strangled duck standing at the iron gate, not daring to take half a step inside.

Qin Wen wiped the sweat from his brow, "Is something wrong?"

Zhang Dong looked at the several hundred pounds of stone cylinders in his heart, but the expression on his face remained brutal, he raised the list in his hand, "These are the goods to be delivered today.

"It's posted on the door every day, why do you have the leisure to come in and meet me today?"

"Hey! You little sinful citizen, Lao Zi came in to look up to you ...," Zhang Dong was confused by Qin Wen's eyes and stuttered twice before turning into a mutter. He really did not dare to get his way with Qin Wen, otherwise he would be beaten, he had never been beaten before, there was no concept of status difference in the eyes of this bastard boy.

"Give it to me." Qin Wen walked over and took the list, sweeping his eyes, "So many places?"

Zhang Dong grunted, "Are you no longer in the Spiritual Martial Realm? You even dared to attack Elder Chu Hua, is it difficult for you to deliver more goods?"

"There are some places in here that I shouldn't deliver."

"I'll decide where to deliver and where not to deliver. Those who can do more work, you will deliver to three times more places than before starting today."

Qin Wen looked at him with cold eyes and threw the list in his hand.

"What are you doing? If you dare to hit me again, in the future, all of Qing Yun Sect's goods will be delivered to you, and you won't die of exhaustion! Do you ... still see ...? You look again! Qin Wen, don't be impulsive, what's wrong with delivering a few more pounds of goods ... "Zhang Dong saw Qin Wen walking forward, which scared him so much that he stumbled backwards. Back then, when Qin Wen was only ten years old, he chased after him and beat him up all over the mountains, and since then, he has beaten him up at least twice a year. The more you punish him, the harder he beats him; this kid is made of steel and iron, and he has no fear of punishment. Counting up, Qin Wen had not beaten him yet this year, and Zhang Dong had a shadow in his heart.

"I'll pick something up, don't be afraid." Qin Wen picked up a stone from the ground and casually threw it into the stone pool.

Zhang Dong was embarrassed, "Don't pack and hurry to make deliveries, I'm warning you, even if you are in the Xuanwu Empire in the future, you will still be a servant and have to make deliveries every day.

"Zhang Dong ah, don't be too arrogant. You will always be an administrator, I may not always be a servant." Qin Wen carried a bucket of well water and went into the warehouse, first cleaning himself and changing into clean and neat clothes.

Although he was a servant, he was also a man, the young mayor of Thunder Ancient City.

Clothes were not flashy, cleanliness was fine, suffering was no longer much, a smile was fine.

Regardless of whether others look up to you, the first thing you should do is look up to yourself, respect yourself.

This is an attitude towards life, but it is also Qin Wen's attitude towards martial arts.

Zhang Dong rolled his eyes right out, what's the point of pretending, you'll be a servant for the rest of your damn life.

Qin Wen moved the goods and quantities listed in the inventory into the stone tank one by one. However, he looked back at Zhang Dong who raised his head and looked at the iron gate, frowned for a while, then went into the warehouse and stuffed something else into his waist before walking out of the warehouse.

The stone tank was filled with various goods, at least eight hundred pounds inside and outside.

Qin Wen grabbed his hand and lifted it up, muffled his voice, and the stone cylinder whirled up and sat steadily on his hands.

Zhang Dong sucked in his breath as he watched and cursed the pervert. "Hurry up! Don't dawdle, if you're late, you'll have to walk there and crawl back."

Qin Wen lifted the stone cylinder and left the warehouse, the weight of eight hundred pounds was a lot of pressure for Qin Wen, but he insisted on lifting it every day, keeping his steps as smooth as possible and his breath flowing smoothly.

Zhang Dong envied him in his heart and sneered on his lips, "Look at you, what can you achieve with empty strength, for a strong person, martial arts and realms are the key, unfortunately, they aren't meant for you in this life, you can only turn around in the Spiritual Martial Realm, don't even think about the higher levels.

The stone cylinder in Qin Wen's hand suddenly tilted and looked like it was about to crash down on Zhang Dong.

Zhang Dong screamed in shock, rolling and crawling as he threw himself out a long way.

Qin Wen easily boarded the stone cylinder and walked past him.

"You ... asshole!" Zhang Dong's teeth itched with anger.

The Green Cloud Sect was located deep in the Cloud Luo Forest, the legacy had been passed down for a thousand years, the sect was huge in area, sitting on more than thirty large mountains of various sizes, with as many as eight thousand disciples and even countless strong men, it was a large sect known far and wide, and was the holy land in the hearts of martial artists within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

The Green Cloud Sect openly recruited disciples every two years, and every time, thousands of people would gather at the bottom of the mountain, trying to figure out how to get their children to practice martial arts and condense their spirit energy. If they could complete the Spirit Tempering Realm and advance to the Spirit Martial Realm, it would be enough for them to be proud as parents, and if they were lucky enough to become elite disciples, or even the personal disciples of a certain elder, it would be a case of smoke coming from their ancestors' graves, or the kind of smoke coming from their cooing graves.

Qin Wen held up the stone cylinder and walked around the Qing Yun Sect, each step he took on the ground made the steps on the ground tremble slightly, the image of this scene was definitely the most eye-catching of the early morning moments of the Qing Yun Sect, even though many disciples had gotten used to it long ago, he would still draw attention every time he appeared.

He looked very lean and strong, standing at a height of one meter eight, as if he was seventeen or eighteen years old, but in fact, his age was only fifteen, it was the eight years of torture in the Qing Yun Sect that had made him more mature, both in mind and appearance.

"Qin Wen, congratulations on entering the Spiritual Martial Realm."

Someone on the street took the initiative to greet Qin Wen, sending a friendly smile with some admiration or sympathy in it.

"Good day, Senior Brother." Qin Wen always greeted these friendly disciples.

"I'll find you to spar with some other day." There were also disciples who shouted from a distance.

"Alright, I'll make a note of it." Qin Wen replied with a smile.

Of course, there were people who looked up to Qin Wen, and some people who were not used to Qin Wen. There were many disciples coming and going on the street, some giggling, some quietly discussing, and more people directly ignoring him.

Qin Wen was at the top of the list, holding up the stone jar, walking steadily up the steep stone stairs from the bottom of the mountain to the top, making deliveries to those courtyards, canteens, personal martial arts grounds, and so on, and recycling the materials of the goods that were no longer in use along the way.

While doing his job seriously, he also trained his strength.

After delivering a dozen or so in a row without anything happening, but when Qin Wen climbed up to the mountaintop martial arts arena, he was met with a headache.

"I want iron rods, one hundred pounds of iron rods, what do you mean by giving me two wooden rods?"

A burly disciple broke a thick wooden rod and threw it at Qin Wen.

The large martial arts arena fell silent, and many students who had been practicing in the morning looked at this place.

This kind of large martial arts arena was the place where the disciples of the Qing Yun Sect concentrated their training, there were specially built stone platforms for martial arts, there were specialized training equipment, here one could train, one could spar, and one could also enjoy the sparring matches of the elite disciples and learn from their experience and skills, each martial arts arena could accommodate up to thousands of people, and it was an important opportunity for the cultivation of the Qing Yun Sect.

There were a total of fifteen such large martial arts arenas in Qing Yun Sect.

Qin Wen put down the stone cylinder and took out the list, "Tenth Martial Arts Arena, two wooden sticks.

"Bullshit, I made it clear to Zhang Dong last night that I want one hundred cat iron sticks. Kid, you are Qin Wen, right? I heard that you demonstrated the strength of the Spirit Martial Realm in yesterday's test. How dare you switch the materials? Believe it or not, I can put you in jail for ten days with just one word!"

A faint laugh came from the side.

"No problem, I'll go back and change it for you." Qin Wen picked up the stone cylinder and turned to leave.

"When? I'm in a hurry to use it."

"Next life."

"You're damn tired of living." The disciple was annoyed, but was pulled down by the other disciples, "You're twenty years old, what's the point of yelling with a child.

Qin Wen lazily ignored this kind of merchandise, carrying the stone cylinder and continuing his delivery, soon he came to another high mountain, this mountain was not in his delivery area before because all the people living here were female disciples.

"Huh, isn't that Qin Wen?"

"Looks like it, why did he come here?"

"I've heard that he fought his way into the Spiritual Martial Realm on his own, that kid is a talent."

"He's actually quite good, it's just that his personality is too strong and he won't bow down."

"Obviously, a young city lord reduced to such a state is quite pitiful."

Many female disciples came and went, but no one came to embarrass him.

Qin Wen held up the stone cylinder and walked halfway up the mountain, this was the delivery place, but when he came to take a look, oh, hot spring area?

There were large and small independent hot springs here, it was said that the warm water came from deep underground and contained rich water elemental power, many disciples liked to cultivate here.

"Who are you?" A female disciple bumped into Qin Wen head on, she must have just finished her cultivation, her long hair was dripping wet and she didn't have much clothing on, so some spring light could be seen vaguely, she looked at the two-meter stone container Qin Wen was holding aloft and was a bit taken aback, but she quickly recognized him. "Why did you come here?"

"Thirty sticks are needed here ... "Qin Wen really didn't know that this was a hot spring area, and opened his mouth to keep quiet, the list even said thirty damn sticks?

"Thirty what?"

"Nothing, I sent it to the wrong place." Qin Wen understood, it must be that bastard Zhang Dong who was messing with him.

"Why is there a man?" A few female disciples came by, and one by one, they all stood still, also with wet hair and light clothes, causing reverie.

Not wanting to cause any trouble, Qin Wen held up the stone jug and prepared to leave, but one female disciple coldly scolded, "This mountain does not allow male disciples to enter early in the morning or at night, do you know the rules?"

The female disciple from earlier warmly advised. "Don't give him a hard time, he may have gone to the wrong place."

"Then who knows, maybe there's some kind of fantasy."

A female disciple ate and laughed, "Not very old, but his body is quite strong."

Qin Wen was depressed as he quickly left this mountain and threw all the goods on his list about this mountain at the bottom of the mountain. Anyway, I gave them away, they are the ones who are not allowed to enter, they can only leave them here, whoever wants them will come and get them.

"This kind of tactic is really low-level." Qin Wen opened the list and took a closer look at the next places to be delivered, apart from some normal looking ones, there was surprisingly the 'Ninth Mountain'.

Wasn't the Ninth Mountain the Pill Mountain?

The Pill Mountain was a forbidden place of the Qing Yun Sect, no disciple was allowed to set foot on it privately, and anyone who dared to violate it would definitely be severely punished.

Zhang Dong was ruthless enough to let him make a delivery to Pill Mountain, if he went, he might be beaten out, if not, he could take the opportunity to report to the Chief Manager and get Qin Wen a punishment.

Qin Wen resolutely threw down the list and prepared to leave, "Whatever your punishment, I won't serve you, little master.

But without taking a few steps, Qin Wen stopped on the path, his eyes turned around and looked back at the list.