The system came a hundred years earlier, I kicked Beihai Kindergarten

If they want to take revenge on the grassland, both themselves and Wei Qianluo must practice hard.

"Ok!"

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Wei Qianluo went inside to take a shower, while Shen Lang started practicing in the training room.

The daily working hours here are four hours, which is equivalent to from eight to eleven, and from one to six in the evening, the classic eight in the morning and six in the evening.

It seems a lot worse than the previous nine-to-five work, but there is no need for "voluntary overtime" here, the hours are always fixed.

Meals are provided for breakfast, lunch and dinner. They are all fine rice and the portions are large enough to fill you up.

If you want to add some monster meat or something like that, you have to pay for it yourself. Only spiritual rice is provided here.

What Shen Lang needs to practice most now is the Thunder and Fire Sword.

Both he and Wei Qianluo knew the fighting methods from "Snow Falling on the Earth". Although they were the Zhao family's top martial arts, Shen Lang felt that the martial arts and spells brought by the Zhao family's skills should not be as good as those given by the system.

Moreover, only after you have fully harvested the current benefits can you trigger new tasks.

hum!

Soon, a thunder and fire sword took shape in Shen Lang's hand.

"Huh... Xue Piao Renjian has a method to control mental power. I can't follow the method completely. I have to reduce the output of the Thunder Fire Sword."

Shen Lang waved his hand, and the thunder and fire sword dissipated.

Soon, he concentrated his spirit again, trying to use less energy to condense the Thunder and Fire Sword.

However, the thunder and fire sword condensed this time did not have the thunder and fire special effects.

Shen Lang couldn't help but feel a little conflicted.

If you want to practice the Thunder and Fire Sword well, you need a living target to tell you the most intuitive feelings.

At this moment, Shen Lang missed Mo Yi more and more.

If she were here, I could use her to practice martial arts...

If we use Wei Qianluo and Tang Wei to practice, it will be easy to ruin them.

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At the same time, a casino underground.

"Big sister, I made another thirty spirit stones today. Your idea is really good!"

Snake Three held the bag of spirit stones and took credit for it to Mo Yi in front of him.

Mo Yi sat on a table with one foot on it and the other foot dangling in the air.

"That's right. It would be a waste if you don't make this money." Mo Yi stretched out his hand towards She San.

She San quickly took out three spirit stones and placed them in Mo Yi's hand.

Now Mo Yi is the military advisor of the Echeng branch of the Sun family grain company, and also the third in command of this branch.

Since ancient times, there has been no distinction between right and wrong. To sell grain in this era, one not only needs to have connections in the court, but also must be a powerful person.

When Mo Yi saw that Sun's Grain Store not only ran a grain store business, but also opened two casinos and a brothel, he immediately targeted it.

When you go out, your identity is given by yourself.

So, after much inquiries, Mo Yi fabricated an identity for herself as the daughter-in-law of the manager Sun of Muyun City, and successfully sneaked into Sun’s Grain Store.

In this era, women attach great importance to chastity, while monks take it less seriously. However, Mo Yi doesn't care about his reputation at all as long as he can make money.

Anyway, people here don’t know she is Mo Yi, they only know her name is Zhang Zihan.

This Zhang Zihan was indeed the unmarried daughter-in-law of Manager Sun of Muyun City...but that girl died in Muyun City.

"How's the thing I asked you to do going?" Mo Yi picked up a fruit on the table, threw it into her mouth with her bare hands.

"Or, you can paint more carefully..."

Snake Three took out two portraits.

These two portraits are a bit too freehand, and it is impossible to tell that they are Shen Lang and Wei Qianluo. The only feature is Wei Qianluo's big breasts...

"Big breasts, I met one today..."

"Oh? Are you with a man?" Mo Yi's eyes lit up.

"Yes, and later she was with two men." Snake Three nodded.

"Hmm, with two men, that may not be the case..." Mo Yi thought for a moment: "Oh, by the way, one of these two people is called Shen Lang and the other is called Wei Qianluo. Just in case, go and confirm it again."

"Okay!" Snake Three responded.

As for Lu Fengxian, he had already sent people to inquire about him. The government also had a roster, so he notified the government first to see if he could find the person through them.

Chapter 84 Shen Lang's Characteristics

"Master, should I continue practicing? I feel like my Qi is full..."

Just when Shen Lang was practicing the Thunder and Fire Sword, Wei Qianluo opened the door and walked out while wiping his head.

Shen Lang's eyes fell on Wei Qianluo, and he couldn't help but be distracted for a moment.

Wei Qianluo had an excellent figure to begin with, and she had just finished a shower, so her body was still steaming and her clothes were inevitably a little tight on her.

Plus, there were no bras in this era, people just used bellybands...

"You should wear more clothes next time you go out." Shen Lang said with a fierce face: "Look, your flesh is exposed!"

"Huh?" Wei Qianluo looked down and saw that a little bit was indeed exposed.

I can't help it, it's too big, it's too difficult to fit it all in, I really want it to be smaller...

Her pretty face blushed slightly, and she quickly turned around, adjusted her clothes, and left her back to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang took a look twice and then looked away.

This woman wants to disturb my mind? Dream on!

After Wei Qianluo had tidied herself up, she turned around again and said to Shen Lang cautiously, "Master, is this okay?"

"Yes, sure." Shen Lang nodded.

Wei Qianluo sat next to Shen Lang and said to him, "Master, what should I practice..."

"To practice your palm and sword skills, this training room provides not only the cushions but also two pieces of nebula iron. It's quite exquisite." Shen Lang praised.

Nebula iron is very difficult to make into armor or weapons. Its characteristics are that it is strong and durable. Whether it is true energy or magic power, it will have a certain blocking effect if you are close to it.

The armor worn by some elite soldiers is made of iron powder mixed with nebula iron.

However, monks cannot use this because while increasing defense, it will also reduce attack power, making it a good target.

"Okay!" Wei Qianluo stood up after hearing that and started practicing on the Nebula Iron.

As for Shen Lang, he could only study the Thunder Fire Sword behind closed doors...

After practicing for a while, Wei Qianluo suddenly asked Shen Lang: "By the way, Master, what exactly is the realm of cultivation? I still don't know it..."

Shen Langbang was stunned.

If you knew the realm of cultivation and found out that I was only one realm higher than you, how would you feel?

Thinking of this, Shen Lang coughed twice: "You don't need to know for the time being, it will affect your impact on the next realm. Your control over your true energy has not yet reached the level of subtlety. When you can control your true energy to the level of subtlety, you will be able to impact the next realm."

"Ok."

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The next morning, the blacksmith shop opened. Shen Lang brought Wei Qianluo to his workstation and taught Wei Qianluo the knowledge of fire control and blacksmithing bit by bit. Shen Lang only knew these two things.

Wei Qianluo seemed to understand what he said, but after practicing with Shen Lang for a whole morning, he gradually mastered it a little.

Just as the two men were working hard on the blacksmithing, several soldiers came to the blacksmith shop.

The manager went out to greet them and said to the leader, "Military officers, what can I do for you?"

"Do you have any monks from Muyun City?" the captain asked seriously.

“No, no, may I ask what this is…” The manager stuffed a spirit stone over.

Looking for the monks from Muyun City? What is this for...

It doesn't look like a good thing.

If there were any, Tang Wei might have been taken away by them.

"Forget it if there is none. Now the entire northern border is looking for the cultivators from Muyun City. If you conceal the information, be careful of your blacksmith shop!" The captain glared at the manager and turned to leave.

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

"By the way, there is also this person, pay attention to him as well." The captain seemed to remember something and showed a portrait to the manager.

The man in the portrait was wearing a set of tattered armor of a Red Flame Dragon Rider, with a Mu Yun sword on his waist, and looked quite handsome.

However, those who know about ancient portraits will understand that he looks a bit like Shen Lang, but it is difficult to be sure.

"Did this person commit a crime?" asked the manager.

"This man is suspected to be a deserter, and he is accompanied by a... um, big-breasted woman." The captain said, "He recently appeared in Wangjia Village, thirty miles away, and robbed a lot of food and money in Wangjia Village. This man is extremely vicious. If you see him, report him to the police immediately!"

"If you catch it, there will be a big reward!"

"Okay." The manager nodded and said, "Can you keep a copy of this portrait? I'll put it on the door."

When the manager heard that he was with a woman with big breasts, his heart skipped a beat.

In this era, there are no means of breast augmentation, and cultivators have to reach the free and easy realm before they have the opportunity to adjust their body shape and appearance. There are not so many women with big breasts, and those with natural talents like Wei Qianluo are really rare.

"Okay." The captain left a portrait for the steward.

After the captain left, the manager found Tang Wei immediately.

Not only Shen Lang and Wei Qianluo, Tang Wei also had to work here. He was in the kitchen, cooking with spiritual rice.

Well, when he was in the palace, he was just a cook who cut vegetables...

Since the spiritual plants used are very hard and ordinary people cannot cut them, they have to rely on cultivators like Tang Wei.

He is the same as Shen Lang, he only knows this and is not a spiritual chef.

"Tang Wei, are you from Muyun City?" The manager called Tang Wei outside.

"Yes..." Tang Wei nodded.

"Don't ever say you're from Muyun City again!" The manager said solemnly, "And your two friends, tell them to leave quickly, they're wanted!"

"What do you mean?" Tang Wei was stunned.

"I don't know either. Now they are capturing cultivators from Muyun City." The manager shook his head.

"We can't let my two friends go!" Tang Wei is also a loyal man. Everyone outside is trying to catch people from Mu Yuncheng. If he lets Shen Lang and Wei Qianluo go out at this time, isn't that sending them away?

If we capture the cultivators from Muyun City, I’m afraid they will all be treated as deserters, right?

"Why? I'm protecting you because you're a member of the Tang family. If they don't leave, you'll get out with them!" said the manager with a fierce face.

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. If we drive these two friends away and they accuse us of harboring them, wouldn't that be bad?" Tang Wei reasoned, "Even if I leave with them, I'll still be charged with harboring them!"

"We took them in with good intentions, but they will betray us? What the hell are you handing over?" The manager's blood pressure immediately went up.

"I can guarantee that they won't betray us. Do you believe it? You can't judge a person by his appearance!" Tang Wei slapped his thigh.

The manager was a little confused.

Damn it, I should have given them away earlier.

"Not good..." A drop of cold sweat dripped down the steward's head: "Those blacksmiths know that Shen Lang is from the palace, they just don't know his name."

"This... I have a way!" Tang Wei's eyes lit up.

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Shen Lang finished his morning work and wanted to go out for a walk.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw the wanted poster.