Sweeping the world

Chapter 94 Outer Sect Disciple
Quietly walked out of the door, it was dusk outside at this moment, there was only a little twilight left in the whole sky, and it would soon enter day and night.

Chen Ming walked out all the way and began to practice the Tianfeng body training method.

A violent gust of wind flashed from all around, and the majestic energy dissipated in all directions. At first glance, it seemed to be out of order, but in fact it coincided with the movement skills in the body training method.

According to the method in memory, Chen Ming kept stretching his body, the blood in his body was constantly flowing, and there seemed to be faint trembling sounds of bones, making one faintly feel that kind of thick vibration.

Under the setting sun, a faint golden light spread on Chen Ming's body, and it seemed that a blood energy was about to rise to the sky, bringing a red light on Chen Ming's body.

"Okay!" A burst of applause sounded from behind, and slowly came here.

Xu Qing packed up the bowls and chopsticks and walked out of the room. Looking at Chen Ming's swaying movements at this moment, he couldn't help but applaud, with a look of envy on his face: "Brother, this body training method has been mastered to a profound level. The drums are constantly beating, I am afraid that in the next few days we will be able to break through the bone forging."

He observed Chen Ming's movements and concluded in this way.

Chen Ming was not surprised by Xu Qing's precise eyesight.

Although Xu Qing's qualifications are extremely poor, his understanding is top-notch.

A set of the most basic body training method was thoroughly understood by him a long time ago, and he directly comprehended it thoroughly.

If it weren't for his poor health, he wouldn't be unable to break through the bone forging right now.

Under the setting sun, Chen Ming continued to practice martial arts.

Xu Qing and Song Ling leaned on each other, quietly watching Chen Ming practice martial arts, and said something from time to time.

This scene lasted for a while, until the sun outside completely set, and the three people separated from then on, and each returned to their respective residences.

Soon, the day passed like this.

The next day.

Before the full light of the day, Chen Ming went out and walked into the slaughterhouse.

It was still very early at this moment, and the rest of the people in the slaughterhouse hadn't come yet. Only some chickens, ducks and livestock that were brought in last night and were ready to be slaughtered today were put here.

For the time being, only Chen Ming, the butcher, was in the whole place.

"It's convenient."

Looking at the chickens and ducks all over the floor, as well as those big fish and prawns, Chen Ming smiled, and then, under the trembling eyes of a group of chickens and ducks, he took out a special kitchen knife.

A little bit of light red light flashed past, and then the duck that Chen Ming was holding slumped instantly, and the whole duck's body shrank, as if someone had sucked the blood out of it.

Accompanied by the duck's reaction, a warm current surged through Chen Ming's body, and his body that had reached the tendon-strengthening state seemed to have strengthened a little.

"not bad."

Feeling the changes in his body, Chen Ming nodded in satisfaction.

In the Martial Palace before, Chen Ming had seen a martial arts method called Blood Killing Tu Jing.

That method uses killing to prove the way, and the power of blood killing is overwhelming. As long as you kill more, the faster you will advance in martial arts.

This was originally a good method, but because it was a fragment, Chen Ming finally chose the Great Chu Wu Jing instead.

However, in the martial arts pavilion outside the imperial mausoleum, Chen Ming also saw many similar martial arts, which may not be as sophisticated as the Xueshatu Sutra, but in some basic concepts, they are similar.

What Chen Ming is using at the moment is this method.

Chickens and ducks are also living beings, and there is blood in their bodies, but they are not as strong as humans.

To Chen Ming, taking part of the blood energy from these chickens and ducks and using it to temper their bodies was considered waste.

Of course, in order to avoid being noticed by others, he can't take too much blood from each chicken and duck, but can only take a little from each to bless his own practice.

Fortunately, a large number of chickens, ducks and livestock are sent here every day, and the accumulation of small amounts of livestock is not without merit for Chen Ming at this moment.

Soon, the task of this day will be over soon.

After a while, when other managers came over to be on duty intermittently, they saw Chen Ming walking out of the slaughterhouse covered in blood.

Behind him, there are chicken feathers and duck feathers all over the ground, as well as blood all over the ground.

"So fast?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, a steward couldn't help but rubbed his eyes, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Back at the place where he lived, taking advantage of the fact that he had just finished slaughtering chickens and ducks and his body was full of blood, Chen Ming hurriedly took a shower, walked out of the house, and continued to practice body training.

Through the body training method, part of the blood energy that was forcibly absorbed through the blood method before was gradually tempered into the body, making Chen Ming's own blood energy begin to become full and powerful.

Standing where he was, Chen Ming raised his palm forward.

The majestic energy erupted at this moment, and countless bones in the whole body were shaking gently, and together with the muscles and muscles all over the body screamed, condensed into surging energy, and slapped forward with a bang, directly smashing the front piece. The boulder was shattered.

"not bad."

Looking at this scene, Chen Ming nodded, then retreated and continued to practice.

In the next few days, time passed slowly like this.

Another morning.

Chen Ming got up early in the morning, but instead of walking into the slaughterhouse as usual, he changed into clean and fitting clothes and walked into an area that he would never go into normally.

This is an area where only outer disciples can stay.

Compared with the outer area where only the handyman disciples and servants live, the environment here is undoubtedly much better. Not only is the road smoother, but the people walking around also look tall and energetic.

"Stop coming."

Walking into an exquisite hall, a voice came from the front.

In front of the hall, a middle-aged fat man in gorgeous clothes was sitting there. Hearing the sound of footsteps outside, he said without raising his head, "What are you doing?"

"Promote as an outer disciple."

Chen Ming said.

"Oh?"

The fat man raised his head and looked at Chen Ming's appearance before pointing to the spacious square on one side: "Go and test."

"Yes."

Chen Ming nodded, didn't say much, and went over to test honestly.

After a while, footsteps came from the same spot again.

"What?"

The middle-aged fat man continued to speak without raising his head, looking a little listless.

But then he was taken aback by the voice in front of him: "It's me."

"what?"

The middle-aged fat man raised his head, just in time to see Chen Ming standing there with a calm expression in front of him. He was looking at him and said, "I have passed everything, can I register?"

"So fast?"

The fat man was a little surprised, looked up and down Chen Ming's appearance, and then said: "Young man is not bad, it will take at least one or two hours for others to come to my test, and you can finish it in less than half the time."

He never thought about the possibility of Chen Ming lying.

No one dares to lie here.

Unless that person wants to experience the feeling of being beaten and disabled.

"It's all luck, it's all luck."

Chen Ming lowered his head and smiled, matching the body in front of him, he looked honest and honest.

"Go to the side to register, and then someone will take you around to pick up things."

The middle-aged fat man looked Chen Ming up and down, then pointed to one side, letting Chen Ming pass by himself.

"According to the rules of the sect, outer disciples can receive five sets of full-body clothing every year, and three or two sets of money per month."

A middle-aged woman with fair appearance handed the things in her hand to Chen Ming, and then said: "Someone will take you to the place where you live later, you will go and see for yourself later."

"Yes."

Chen Ming kept nodding his head honestly: "I see."

Seeing that his attitude was acceptable, the middle-aged woman also nodded secretly, and then said: "After the outer disciples, there are seven days a month for classes, and there are also special inner disciples who come to teach martial arts. missed."

After reminding this sentence, she turned and left, looking like she had to go to the next place to work.

At the same spot, Chen Ming continued to stand for half an hour before a deacon with an indifferent face stepped forward and led Chen Ming around.

Compared with the handyman disciples who need to do things to support themselves, the welfare of outer disciples is much better.

In addition to the basic package of food and housing, the sect will give you a set of money every month, which is equivalent to spending money to support you.

In addition, there is a fixed time every month to send people down to give lectures, which gives you a way to make progress.

Strictly speaking, this benefit is already good.

Countless servants in the entire Tianfeng sect wanted to become disciples of the outer sect because of this.

(End of this chapter)