"Where are fellow Taoists from? It doesn't look like a local." She looked gentle and polite, with a good temper. But Chen Da was a little embarrassed. His enthusiasm did not get the response he deserved, and he was treated with a few words that were businesslike.
I got blocked and came back.
People from Cangxi always feel like they are interfering in other people's internal affairs when they enter Yang Jiecheng to do work. Therefore, Wang Heng told him not to reveal that he is a person from Cangxi to avoid being targeted by local monks. "A casual cultivator has a home all over the world."
Every word she said could be regarded as the end. Chen Da laughed a few times, realizing that he was such a versatile person, but now he couldn't take it anymore.
Chen Da saw that she was just as accomplished as himself in foundation building, and was a little unhappy. He said with deep meaning, "Fellow Taoist has such a character that he can easily suffer losses."
Zhan Changfeng was noncommittal. If she spoke like this with a cold face, it would not make people unhappy, but would make them hate her. On this point, it was rare for her to be self-aware.
Chen Da led her to the courtyard where she stayed, leaving only the words "Waiting for arrangements."
In the four directions of the courtyard, the north room and the west room were already occupied. Chen Da pointed her to the east room. She noticed someone was inside and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
There is a floor in the room, a mat in the middle, and a black wooden table on the mat. There are seats on both sides, and food is placed on the table, including a stew of meat, a steamed fish, a soup, a rice, and a eater.
The female cultivator was holding a bowl and looking at her, "Who are you?"
"Zhan Changfeng, Manager Chen asked me to stay here temporarily."
"New roommate, come on, come on, let's have something together?" She took out another bowl of rice, "My name is Yao Fanrou, I'm building foundation Xiaocheng."
Zhan Changfeng was surprised when she told her her name and then her cultivation level. He didn't know whether this was their custom or the soldier's practice. "You're welcome. Please take advantage of me. Which room should I stay in?"
"Wait a minute." Yao Fanrou thought of something and felt a little embarrassed. She quickly put down the dishes and opened the door and entered a room. "There are two rooms in this house. I thought no one would come, so I put some sundries in one room."
, I’ll clean it up for you right away.”
She said moving boxes and packing clothes.
Zhan Changfeng leaned against the door and chatted, "Just take your things and I'll take care of the rest."
"good."
There was a noise outside the door, several voices yelled and gestured to each other, and someone barged in without knocking, "Yao Fanrou, stop dawdling, go to the night training soon."
He took a closer look and saw that it was not Yao Fanrou, but a stranger. He asked suspiciously, "Who are you, a new recruit?"
The martial arts hall is full of new recruits. It takes nearly one to two years to train and acquire the skills in the Kung Fu Pavilion. After this time, they are assigned to places, and it will be difficult to get another chance to enter the Kung Fu Pavilion.
To enter the Kung Fu Pavilion, you have to watch their usual training competitions.
The night training was not to be neglected, so Yao Fanrou came out after hearing the sound, "I'll leave right away, this is my new roommate, my name is Zhan Changfeng."
She then said to Zhan Changfeng, "He is Yu Xiangcheng, and he also lives in this courtyard."
"Since you are new here, come with us." Yu Xiangcheng greeted casually and in a perfunctory tone.
"My arrangements haven't been released yet, you go ahead."
Zhan Changfeng didn't say that he would leave here after he was hired. However, when Yu Xiangcheng heard this, his eyes became strange and he didn't say anything on his face. He just shouted to Yao Fanrou to leave quickly.
The room had not been tidied up, and a lot of miscellaneous things were still piled inside. Yao Fanrou glanced at Zhan Changfeng in embarrassment, "Can you wait until I come back to tidy up?"
"What are you packing?" Yu Xiangcheng looked in, "Isn't the bed empty? It's fine if you can sleep on it. Why are you so pretentious about doing this job? Come on, I'm late for the night training. You'll feel better."
There was an urging sound from outside, and Yu Xiangcheng dragged Yao Fanrou and ran away.
The room was too messy, and Zhan Changfeng had no desire to step in. Many of the things in it were quite personal, and she couldn't clean them for others. She swung her clothes around and went to find the Kung Fu Pavilion.
She and Yao Fanrou were just behind each other. Before they left the yard, they heard the people running away talking about her.
Yao Fanrou broke away from Yu Xiangcheng and scolded, "Why are you so arrogant? They live in our yard. It's obvious that they belong to our team. We have to help each other in the future."
"You must have lost your mind because of your stupidity." Yu Xiangcheng's small eyes were shrewd, "The new one was drilled by the coach immediately after putting down her luggage. She was given time to rest only when she was daydreaming. Let me see.
She came by air just like those others, so she doesn't need to be as exhausted as we are every day."
"Are you sure? What kind of cultivation level does the new one have? It's so unfair."
"I also heard that they can enter the first to fifth floors of the Kung Fu Pavilion. I feel that these people are not special. Wasn't the one who came the day before yesterday defeated by our new recruit king with a punch?"
"Bah, they must have come in through the back door."
...
The monks hired from outside are quite hated.
Zhan Changfeng didn't care much and walked out of the courtyard to the Kung Fu Pavilion that Chen Da had pointed out. However, the people in front of her looked back several times and silently widened the distance between them.
The area around the Gongfa Pavilion was heavily guarded and brightly lit.
Its entire floor is filled with all kinds of cultivation knowledge and cultivation techniques, which can be seen by everyone. People come and go in groups, making it very lively throughout the day.
Those soldiers who have been here for several months and do not have to participate in training all day often sit here to learn skills and read the notes of their predecessors. When they are tired, they will lean against the wall and close their eyes to rest for a while. After all, this is the capital they will use to earn their lives in the future.
When Zhan Changfeng entered, he was like a rabbit with red eyes that had been startled. Countless people turned their heads and showed wary, disdainful, and disgusted looks, and his fighting posture was very obvious.
The soldiers in the martial arts hall all wear uniform uniforms, making it easy for outsiders to distinguish them.
It's just that this imminent formation is a little strange. Could it be that the former external monk did something outrageous?
"Quiet, those who don't read, get out." Shen Chen suppressed the whispers in the Kung Fu Pavilion. Everyone kept silent and did not dare to speak, but their eyes were still fixed on Zhan Changfeng.
Zhan Changfeng followed the sound to the counter. There were two people here. One was a steward with low cultivation level, sitting upright and doing chores. There was also a middle-aged female cultivator lying on the couch behind her with her head propped up and practicing. She breathed and breathed, and her clothes
There was no wind in the robe, so the threatening voice came from her.
"What's the matter with you?" The manager knew what was going on, but he still asked.
"Zhan Changfeng, a new outsider."
"Wait." The steward took out a roster, carefully found her name, and then took out a talisman from the storage bag, "You have one chance to choose a skill. With it, you can enter all floors. Only
I can choose one.”
Zhan Changfeng took the order and said, "Excuse me..."
"You can go up to the fifth floor and get the intermediate skills without any strength. How can we put the face of everyone in the martial arts gym? What we have fought for with all our lives can be chosen so easily. We are all dissatisfied.
."
A monk with a majestic figure walked towards him. The people watching on both sides were full of smiles. If they were not concerned about the presence of the people guarding the pavilion, they would have cheered loudly.
This monk's name is Han Xingyan. He is considered a man of the hour among the soldiers in the martial arts hall. He is very powerful. No surprise. After leaving the martial arts hall, he will go to the city army or the navy, and he will be an uncle or even a bureau chief in charge of hundreds of people.
His words were not passionate or hesitant, but were calm and filled with anger. They were meant for the people guarding the cabinet behind him. When he saw that the people guarding the cabinet did not respond, he raised a smile on his lips and stared at Zhan Changfeng sharply, "Good things always come.
If you are capable, you dare to fight me!"
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