Surge of Cultivation

After the storm subsided, the maglev train also entered the Chinese city's West Passenger Station.

After the train stopped, Ye Qingdi picked up his backpack and walked out. Just as he walked out of the train, he suddenly heard Xia Yingmei ask with a smile, "Little brother Qing Di, tell sister, where are you going?"

I am a dignified man, but today I have been played around by this female hooligan! This was too embarrassing! Alright, today you've ridden on my head once, so I'll sing and conquer you another day!

The skinny old man seemed to have already gotten used to her attitude, he faintly smiled and said in a low voice: "That young man is also a Buddhist martial arts cultivator. Judging from his appearance, he should only be around sixteen to seventeen years old, right? To be able to possess the strength of a fifth-grade Star rank at such a young age, it's definitely not simple! "

"It's not that big of a deal. When I was his age, didn't I also cross the threshold of a level 5 star warrior?" Junior Sister Lianxue is around the same age as him, and is even stronger than him. " Xia Yingmei was not convinced at all.

The skinny old man shook his head and said, "You and Lianxue have been nurtured by me since you were young. If you didn't make any progress, I would feel embarrassed! From the looks of it, he should be a student of one of the True Martial University. For a situation like his, the strength of a teacher of the True Martial Academy is too weak, and the time he has personally taught is too little, so most of the time, they need to figure it out themselves and comprehend it on their own.

"Then should I go and talk to him now? "Teacher, you..."

"We'll talk about it after a while. If we're fated to meet again, we'll meet again." "Let's go, call your junior sisters and get back to business with me!"

At this time, most of the passengers on the train had already left, and only a few of them were left on the platform.

At this moment, he was still in front of the train's gate, and in the next moment, he was already at the exit of the train station. His speed was so fast that it was impossible to see with the naked eye, if Ye Qingdi was here, who knew what kind of shock he would receive?

… ….

Afternoon. Suddenly, rain began to fall.

Under a tall birch tree in a park on the western outskirts of Zhongcheng, Ye Qingdi sat cross-legged on a row of chairs with his eyes closed.

After exiting the train station, Ye Qingdi had originally planned to find a place to rent out and then take He Dazhuang's address to pay a visit to his uncle, Qiu Zhan. Unfortunately, after walking around in the suburbs for a long time, he was unable to find a house that was both cheap and suitable for rent.

He was prepared to rest for a while before leaving, but to his surprise, there was a heavy downpour. The leaves on the top of his head were thick, like a huge umbrella that covered him with a lot of raindrops. He dispersed the spiritual energy in his body outside his body, preventing the raindrops that were seeping out from the gaps between the leaves.

The flowers and trees in the park swayed incessantly in the refreshing wind after the rain, while the clothes on Ye Qingdi's body did not have the slightest ripple. The aura formed from the spirit energy was like an invisible barrier that separated him from the world.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by. A few leaves flew in the air before landing on the ground. When the last leaf flew past Ye Qingdi's eyes, he suddenly opened his eyes and released some spiritual qi.

Puff!

The energy hit the falling leaf as if it was real. The leaf suddenly changed its direction as if it had a life of its own. It turned into a sharp light beam and shot out, deeply embedded into the body of the birch tree.

"As expected, the red part of the Wind Tiger Battle Orb melted a bit more and my spirit energy also improved a bit more … If one day the entire Battle Bead is melted away, what happens to the result? "

The more Ye Qingdi thought about it, the more excited he became. He could not help but reveal a happy expression on his face.

"Gu …" "Gurgle gurgle …"

A light rumbling sound was heard. The corner of Ye Qingdi's mouth twitched, he rubbed his shriveled stomach and muttered to himself, "I'm so hungry. It's time to eat again …"

He put down his legs and took out some small bills from his pockets and counted them carefully.

"Before I left the west city, other than the 5000 yuan in my account, I still had over 2000 yuan. I took a train, ate a meal, and actually spent less than half of it... Sigh, if I could enter the number one True Martial University in the Central Capital, the 5000 yuan in my deposit book would barely be enough to pay the tuition fees. Even if the poor students could be reduced a little, it would still be very limited! Besides the rent and so on, how much can I have left? Without strength, he was terrifying, but without money, he was even more so! So worrisome! "

Emperor Ye Qing flicked the crumpled bills in his hand, then sighed dejectedly.

After entering the university, all sorts of expenses would be incurred even more than during the middle school years. Relying on the small amount of money that the 'government' of the Federation made into his account every month to barely eat and drink, to do other things was difficult. For example, in the future, if he wanted to treat his friends to a meal, sing and sing, or go to the academy's library to read some ancient martial arts books, all these things couldn't be done even without money.

In the future, during his studies, he would spare some time to work in restaurants, hotels, or shopping malls outside in order to earn some extra money. He had met many poor students of True Martial University who had done the same.

Since the heavy rain had just passed and it was now lunchtime, there were very few tourists in the park. Ye Qingdi sat there for a while and just as he was about to leave, he saw a short and fat middle-aged man in a grey suit walking towards him with a handbag in his left hand.

As the middle-aged man walked towards Ye Qingdi, he looked left and right, giving off a feeling of being sneaky. When he walked to the side of Ye Qingdi, he found a stack of money in his hands, and his thief eyes suddenly lit up.

"Little brother, are you waiting here?" The middle-aged man looked around and confirmed that no one was paying attention to him. He then sat down beside Ye Qingdi, his face full of hypocritical smiles.

"Wait for no one." "I'm tired from walking, so I'll rest here for a while." Ye Qingdi pursed his lips into a smile, looking very simple and honest. He casually stuffed the few hundred yuan worth in his pocket.

The middle-aged man answered with an "oh" and took out a bottle of beverage from his handbag and drank two mouthfuls. He then asked Ye Qingdi casually, "From the sound of it, little brother doesn't seem to be a local. What are you doing in Midtown? Looking for a job? "

He saw that Ye Qingdi's attire was ordinary and the backpack behind him was stuffed full of bulges. It seemed like some clothes, and it did not look like the attire of a student, so he thought that he, like many other teenagers from poor regions, had come to the flourishing cities to search for gold.

"Me?" Ye Qingdi scratched his head and casually said, "I am from the Buddha village in Tathagata City. Sigh, my family has no money and my days are difficult. I came all the way to Zhong Cheng just to find a job! "

"Buddha Mountain?" The middle-aged man was stunned as if he had never heard of this place before, but he still pretended to be pleasantly surprised and cried out, "Aiya, what a coincidence! I'm also from there!" Haha, I didn't expect to meet such a small fellow villager here … "Oh, it's like this. I left that village twenty years ago, before you were born, so you didn't recognize me …"

"Is that so?" Ye Qingdi also had a bright smile on his face, "That's great!" This is my first time entering a city, so I don't understand anything. Brother, please take care of me! Brother, brother, I am from the same village with you... You should be surnamed Ye, right? "

"Ah?" Right, right! My surname is Ye … His surname was Ye … My name is Ye... Ye Tianming... Ye Tianming... "Haha …" The middle-aged man laughed and casually said a name. Then, he patted his chest and said straightforwardly: "Little fellow, here we are, everything is up to me! You're looking for a job, right? No problem, it's all thanks to big brother! Come, come, come, let's meet again as fellow villagers. Let's have a drink as a celebration! "

As the middle-aged man spoke, he took out another bottle of beverage and handed it over to Ye Qingdi.

"Big brother, I'm not thirsty …"

"It's so hot, how can I not be thirsty? It was just a bottle of beverage, there was no need to be courteous to Big Bro! Come, drink! "Haah!" "Haargh! aaargh! aargh! aargh! aarhh!" If you don't drink it, you will look down on your big brother! You look down on this old friend here! "

Under the gallant persuasion of this "old fellow villager", it was difficult for Emperor Ye Qing to refuse. He could only unscrew the cap of the bottle and try to drink it. The moment his lips touched the opening of the bottle, he noticed from the corner of his eyes that the "old villager" had a trace of unconcealable joy on his face.