Eight Desolate Valkyries

Chapter 2
"Cheng'er, you don't have to be discouraged. Your true energy has been crippled, but your foundation is still there. It's like a river, where the source of water disappears, but when you find a chance, you can still easily fill the river with water. Daddy will try his best to find the elixir to help you recover."

In my memory, my father's voice lingered in my ears, full of hope, but the reality was cruel. Luo Cheng's physical condition was much more serious. Not only did his dantian lose his true energy, but even the river channel was destroyed. It is already difficult to fill the river with water. He has been in this world for half a year and tried to practice, but it was of no avail.

It was precisely because Luo Cheng couldn't bear such a blow that he chose to commit suicide, which is why he came here.

"He has persisted here for half a year, how long can I persist?"

Luo Cheng laughed at himself, then remembered what he had said about sending him to be the butler of the Qunxingmen family.

"Master Cheng, you are the only son of your father and the heir of the Luo family. If people find out about your situation now, it will definitely cause rumors. If the tribe doesn't respect their heir to the patriarch, the prestige of the patriarch will also be shaken. Will you Sending it to Qunxingmen to temporarily avoid the limelight, this is also the master's helpless move."

Sighing, Luo Cheng walked to the mountainside of the sect. A row of buildings lined the mountain wall, and the bluestone paved road stretched to the corner. He walked along the road and saw many registered disciples on the way, busy with the task.

Most of the registered disciples are children from ordinary or even poor families. They came to the sect with dreams, hoping to make a fortune one day.The sect also gave them such an opportunity, but they had to devote a lot of time to doing chores and only a small amount of time to practice.

Even so, the number of registered disciples is still very hot. Compared with a lifetime of mediocrity, it is better to have something to look forward to in the sect.

Walking around the corner, on the sunny side of the mountain, there is not enough light and it looks darker. An extremely long house occupies the entire area.Before he got close, Luo Chenggong heard the sound of knocking and knocking. He walked in through the gate and felt the heat wave coming. It is also one of the chore tasks he has to complete.

This task is easier than it sounds. Most of the registered disciples are here to help. They don't really want to be blacksmith apprentices to beat pig iron, but just do some layman's work.

But Luo Cheng took off his shirt, and skillfully came to a burning iron stove. After working a bit, he picked up a hammer that looked smaller and struck a piece of red pig iron. The reason for doing this was helpless.

"Oh! How come you came so early? Hiccup~ not bad! Hiccup~" Not long after, an old man with cloudy eyes appeared drunk behind Luo Cheng, holding a flagon in his hand. His face could vaguely show the handsomeness of his youth , but has been replaced by slovenliness, unkempt hair and beard, hiccups while talking, reeking of alcohol.

This is a well-known drunk blacksmith in the iron shop. He was drunk all day long. Let alone forging blacksmiths, he might break his hands when he was drunk, so he handed over all the work to the registered disciples assigned to him.

As a result, every registered disciple assigned to him complained and complained.In the end, the steward came up with a solution, that is, each new registered disciple replaced the previous one to help.

So when Luo Cheng was assigned to the iron shop, he worked under this man for a month. Later, when a newcomer joined, it was logical to replace him.

Who knew that the newcomer didn't want to, and made things worse, the sect had no choice but to send the drunk blacksmith away.At that time, when Luo Cheng saw his miserable and desolate back when he walked down the mountain alone, he acted out of kindness and went to plead with the steward, saying that he was willing to work under him, so he became what he is now.

What made Luo Cheng puzzled was that the drunk blacksmith didn't have the consciousness of gratitude, but directed Luo Cheng even more vigorously, and gave him a specific hammer, which was one size smaller than the other hammers in his hand.

Fortunately, Luo Cheng realized that he really liked the profession of blacksmithing. Watching pig iron turn into fine steel, shape it, and finally become a finished product gave him a sense of pleasure.

"Come early and finish work early." Luo Cheng replied angrily.

"Hey, I think you're afraid of being seen by others." The drunk blacksmith didn't know whether he had intentions or not, and said something that made Luo Cheng change color.

He stared at each other for a while, only to feel that the drunk blacksmith was as sloppy as ever, and said casually, "I'm afraid someone will see it? I'm not a star."

"You are afraid that people will see that you, who were once a genius, have become what you are now." Unexpectedly, what the drunk blacksmith said shocked De Luocheng.

Luo Cheng hesitated for a while, lowered the hammer, and asked doubtfully, "How do you know?"

"Know what? Blacksmithing, continue to blacksmithing, recently recruiting new disciples requires a lot of weapons." The drunk blacksmith took a sip of wine, and when he put down the jug, he seemed completely unaware of what he had just said, and was very dissatisfied and urged him to move more quickly. .

Seeing the other party like this, Luo Cheng was naturally not reconciled, and planned to continue to question, but the other party's eyes were closed, and he lay on the resting chair and fell asleep, so he shook his head helplessly, raised his hammer and continued to work.

What Luo Cheng didn't know was that the drunk blacksmith who had been asleep was looking at him with his eyes open, and his cloudy pupils gradually became clear, reflecting his blacksmithing movements. It was incredible that his blacksmithing movements were in the opponent's pupils, and he was seen by the outside world. Not to change.

Every time he swung the hammer, the small body of the hammer would shine with golden light, and the moment it hit the pig iron, the golden light turned into a trickle, flowing along his shoulders to the position three inches below his lower abdomen.

When Luo Cheng finished the task profusely in sweat and was about to leave, the drunk blacksmith said meaningfully: "Go back and practice hard today."

This sentence caused Luo Cheng to go to the cafeteria without understanding. He kept thinking how the other party knew about it. Could it be an elder who said it?But it is impossible for the elder to have a relationship with the blacksmith, he is puzzled, but no matter how he asks, the other party is drunk and does not answer.

Helpless, Luo Cheng had no choice but to fill up his five internal organs temple first.

There is a cafeteria specially prepared for registered disciples in Qunxingmen. There is a large and wide hall with rows of long tables separated from left to right. Thousands of named disciples arrive on time at the meal time. Boys and girls in the same clothes.

He walked to the area on the left, which was reserved for disciples of the third level of building body and below, and it couldn't compare to the right in terms of nutrition or taste.

Even eating a meal is so straightforward, Luo Cheng was shocked at first, but after searching the memories that did not belong to him, he found that strength is the main thing everywhere on the mainland, the strong eat meat, and the weak drink soup It couldn't be more obvious.

"Isn't this the young master of a genius family?"

Suddenly, when Luo Cheng was walking along the five-meter-wide aisle, an annoying voice came from the dining table on the right.

Luo Cheng didn't know at first that he was talking about himself, but he realized after a while. Looking sideways, he saw a sturdy 15-year-old boy sitting on the side of the aisle. His muscles were developed, and his exposed arms were as thick as someone's thighs. Bulky.His face also reflects his figure, rough and wild, looking at him mockingly.

Luo Cheng knew this person, Zhao Peng, who was well-known among the registered disciples, built the five heavens of body.

Like him, the men and women around Zhao Peng looked at Luo Cheng with interesting eyes as if they were looking at a new treasure, but what followed showed regret, pity, sympathy and even gloating.

Luo Cheng looked at Shen Yang apologetically again, and he was also sitting at the dining table on the right.

This time, Luo Cheng knew why the drunk blacksmith said those words. He thought that the new disciple who arrived today was from the Da Luo Region, or the surrounding forces of the Da Luo Region exposed him.

Luo Cheng paused for a while, then continued to walk forward.

Zhao Peng obviously refused to let him get what he wished, and quickly stopped him in front. When he stood up, he was a head taller than Luo Cheng, with a mocking look on his lips, "I heard that young master, you developed your internal strength at the age of eight?"

The word "young master" is extremely strange.

Seeing this, the surrounding disciples all gathered around watching the show, whispering to each other without knowing it, and soon various versions of the story based on the "Master Genius" spread wildly. Some people said that Luo Cheng was a young master of a black iron level force, or even a pure gold level genius young master. .

But because of bullying men and women, he suffered retribution. During the power struggle, his cultivation base was destroyed by the enemy; some people said it was retribution, when he bullied a girl, he was taught a lesson by a powerful person.

No matter what the version is, they will be punished anyway, otherwise how can they mix with these rural villagers or ordinary children?

Seeing the attention of the surrounding disciples, Zhao Peng felt even more interesting and excited. Regardless of Luo Cheng's indifferent expression, he stepped forward and pushed his hands towards his chest, causing the latter to stagger a few steps.

"Ok?"

Zhao Peng was taken aback. He thought that Luo Cheng's ass would fall to the ground, but who knew it was only to this extent, and immediately dismissed it, saying: "If this is in your territory, I will have my hands cut off if I do this! But now ...but my hands are intact!"

After he finished speaking, he let out a piercing laugh, as if it was very enjoyable.

"Get out of the way, or you will get hurt." Luo Cheng said, his expression unchanged, his firm eyes revealing his indomitable spirit. This awe-inspiring aura is as strong as a giant tiger. Zhao Peng was also awed by it. react to.

"What did you say?" Immediately afterwards, Zhao Peng looked at him in disbelief, his face was flushed with anger, and he was about to make a move, but seeing Luo Cheng's confident look, he couldn't help but think, "What's wrong, he can only break the building body when he is in the beginning." Three layers of stone piers, I am building a body of five layers of heaven, does he have other support?"

He thought that Luo Cheng was the young master of an aristocratic family, and he might have powerful martial arts skills!

Thinking of this possibility, he was in a dilemma.

And Luo Cheng looked at him solemnly, he was not joking, even though he was crippled with the true qi cultivated in his internal energy and his strength declined, he was still at the third level of body building, two levels behind the opponent, the memory that did not belong to him told him , even if he can't beat the opponent, the opponent can't beat himself.

"enough."

During the stalemate, Shen Yang stood up. He was the one who told what he saw and heard today. He didn't expect such a bad result. He walked between the two and said to Zhao Peng: "I told you that, not for you to do this. of."

"Hmph, I'll save face for you today and let your young master stay well."

Zhao Peng was about to find a step to get off, so he said a harsh word and sat back in his original position.

Seeing that there was no fight, everyone couldn't help being disappointed.

"I'm sorry, I never thought it would become like this." Shen Yang said embarrassedly, with a somewhat flattering tone, he wasn't sure Luo Chengcheng was the genius, but when he said this, Zhao Peng went to check the registered disciple After registering the information, it was found that Luo Cheng was from Da Luoyu, so everything became clear.

"Nothing, just how do you know this?"

Luo Cheng asked, and then he was secretly surprised when he learned the names of the four people from the other party. These people used to be the guys who followed him for advice, but now they have all become outer disciples. Do odd jobs.

(End of this chapter)