The Dongling Gate Gate is located on a very high mountain peak, and the water source problem must be solved by the outer disciples. The solution is also very simple, naturally, like Han Ming, who travels back and forth ten times a day, carrying two more than ten meters tall.
The water-filled bucket was climbed up the mountain. The water-carrying pole was specially shaped into the shape of the two feet, so that the excessively high bucket would not land on the ground.
This way of carrying water is extremely difficult. If you don’t master the balance well, the buckets raised high on both sides will turn down and hit the ground hard.
Such a difficult method is naturally a very good training method to train the physical strength of outer disciples. Those elevators have basically become special for outer disciples to do miscellaneous tasks.
This is because Han Ming is a magician, which gives him this relatively easy task.
In addition, most of the people with strong warriors carry huge logs several meters thick and ten or twenty meters long on their shoulders, or carry huge bluestones on their backs, responsible for the maintenance of Donglingmen buildings. They are always in charge of the maintenance of Donglingmen buildings.
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Those who are better at taking advantage of are responsible for easier errands such as shopping in the mountains.
"Look, this kid, this trash, wasted the quota of one of our outer disciples. He knew that he was in a daze all day and did not know how to cherish this hard-earned opportunity at all."
"That's right, look at his weak look. It would be a huge waste to use Lingshan for such a person for a day."
Han Ming passed by many outer disciples with a expressionless face, lifted two huge buckets, and injected water into the reservoir.
Han Ming has heard of such comments and ridicule countless times. He no longer cared about it and was too lazy to pay attention to it. At this time, in his heart, in addition to losing, he was more confused about his future.
Fortunately, Han Ming's third-level second-level magician's strength is here, which is much higher than that of many inner disciples. Naturally, no one dares to cause trouble for Han Ming.
The next morning.
An old outer disciple knocked on Han Ming's door.
This person is the most experienced outer disciple, known as Lao Li, and has been an outer disciple in Dongling Gate for more than two hundred years. His talent is not much stronger than Han Ming. His talent and physique are both middle and lower.
, it is extremely mediocre, and the middle and lower elemental perception ability prevents him from rapidly improving his strength during the long process of practice.
Until today, Old Li is nearly 300 years old and is still at the third and fifth stage of war madness. This is already the limit of his life. If he wants to take another step, he basically has no
Hope.
A person who enters Lingshan cultivation heaven every month for more than two hundred years is considered to be a waste of money to reach the level of third and fifth levels of war.
But because he came early, he was able to live at the foot of Donglingmen Mountain, Pingri often went up the mountain to help Donglingmen take care of miscellaneous items, so he was admitted to the door and only entered the inner door, with no hope at all.
Lao Li is very cheerful and very kind. He has been the general manager of the outer disciple for more than a hundred years. Most of the current inner disciples are brought by him. So even though he is not strong enough, his status is in the east.
The inner gate of the magistrate should not be underestimated. When many people see him, they will call him "Old Li".
When he opened the door and saw Han Ming losing his soul, Old Li sighed. He had also had an experience similar to Han Ming. During that time, he was in a state that was better than Han Ming than Han Ming.
Even better.
It would be a great blow to know that he had no hope of improving his strength in this life. Fortunately, Lao Li later figured it out and accepted this reality happily. This is how people are. After thinking through some things, they will naturally be able to see it.
It's right.
"Old Li, what's wrong with me?"
Han Ming opened the door, looked at Lao Li, turned around and lie down on the bed. For more than half a month, Han Ming rarely talked to people, and at most he just talked to Lao Li. The rest of the time is not
At work, you are doing chores and sleeping.
"Oh... Han Er, among the outer disciples, all the disciples of the water genital xing have already been to Lingshan. Now you are the only disciple of the water genital xing have not been there yet. It is almost the end of the month. If you
If you don’t go, the opportunity this month will be wasted.
You know, in ten days, it will be a grand event for disciples of the four major sects to discuss with each other. It is really kind to be able to leave some place for our outer disciples to enter Lingshan to practice at this critical period.
.I hope you don’t waste this great opportunity.”
Han Ming nodded silently and said nothing.
Old Li glanced at Han Ming again, could only shake his head helplessly, and turned around and left.
"By the way, Han Er, think about it carefully. This opportunity is rare. I'm afraid you have never seen what Lingshan looks like. Even if you go and have a long experience, it's good. If you figure it out, come to me.
”
After saying that, Lao Li pushed open the door and left.
Two hours later, the sky gradually became brighter.
Han Ming walked out the door silently like a soulless person, carrying the shoulder pole on his shoulder and heading down the mountain.
Sitting on the elevator, he quickly descended towards the mountain, and a small figure quickly headed towards the mountain peak between the mountain roads.
"Huh? Isn't this Han Er brother?"
The visitor jumped gently to the elevator and greeted Han Ming.
Han Ming looked slightly and saw that it was Dongxue.
"Dongxue."
"Well, Han Er, are you going to fetch water? I have heard about your affairs. Don't be sad."
Han Ming smiled reluctantly: "Thank you."
For a moment, the two of them had no language communication again.
This situation was stalemate for a while. When the elevator was about to fall to the foot of the mountain, Dongxue held it in a long time and finally said dullly: "I heard that you don't want to go to Lingshan to practice."
"So what can I do if I go?" Han Ming smiled mockingly.
"Actually, it's nothing. The third-level second-level magician is already a very powerful expert. People's abilities are limited, so anyone can guarantee that they will go further. You are just a little shorter than others' progress.
Most of the things they want to do can be done, and only a little of what you want to do can be done. But that must be done, right?
I won’t say anything else, anyway, you can do it yourself." After saying that, Dongxue jumped down the elevator and continued to climb up the mountain road.
Han Ming silently turned his head and looked at Dongxue's back. He muttered silently: "With strong strength, you will do more things. If you are weak, you will do less things."
Carrying a shoulder pole, I came to a small river, loaded the shoulder pole with water, and then continued to walk towards the Dongling Gate.
"Do more things, less things..."
Climb the elevator and head towards the peak.
Han Ming kept muttering these two sentences along the way.
"Look, this guy is crazy. I think he is probably crazy."
"well……"
Over time, other outer disciples gradually lost interest in Han Ming's discussion and were all practicing hard. They worked during the day and meditated at night. Only Han Ming, a special person, would call him at night.
Sleep loudly.
A round of climbing into the sky vaguely, Han Ming sat quietly outside the door of the cottage.
"With strength, I do more things, and if I have weak strength, I do less. Yes, I have weak strength. Although I can't save more people, I am not the case with ordinary people on earth.
What about a super expert?
Even if I can't stop the plan of another world from invading the earth, even if I only play a little role and delay the queen of the other world invading the earth for a day in time, it will be considered my role. Even if this trip to another world has not been in vain
.”
Han Ming murmured to himself, his eyes gradually began to show his spirit.
"That's right! Do as much as I can. Even if I hit the head and died on the Seven Gods Seal, I have made a little contribution to the people I care about."
After understanding this link, Han Ming let out a long sigh.
Although I was still extremely bored, it was much better than before.
"Old Li, is Old Li here?"
The door was pushed open, and Lao Li was reading quietly under the magic lamp with a book in his hand.
"Han Er, are you here? Have you figured it out and you are going to Lingshan?"
Han Mingqiang laughed and said, "Yes, go. If I don't go to Lingshan, I can leave a place for the inner disciples to practice for a day. Others want me to never go for the rest of my life. Your elder brother advises me repeatedly, I always
You can't let your kindness down."
"Hey! That's right. People should look forward when they are alive and want to be more open-minded. Okay, go back, and I'll take you to Lingshan tomorrow morning."
"Thank you."
Han Ming dismissed.
Early the next morning, Lao Li took Han Ming to the mourning hall to register, and after obtaining the tokens unique to the outer disciples, he took Han Ming through several peaks and headed towards a small road.
"Old Li, the place where the task handover and the procedures for entering Lingshan is called a mourning hall..."
"That's right, Han Er, what do you want to say?" Lao Li asked in confusion.
Han Ming smiled pale and shook his head. Mourning Hall... This name is really depressing...
Han Ming smiled bitterly in his heart. Although he had figured out some things, it was impossible for him to not be affected.
Mourning Hall...
Han Ming murmured silently, maybe it was God's will... I'm afraid I will never escape the powerful mourning hall in my life...
Lingshan is called Lingshan, but it is not a mountain. At most, it can only be called Xiaoshantou.
There are different heights in front of you, and there are a total of ten hills. Each hill has big characters written on it, namely wind, wood, water, fire, and earth. Five different characters represent five different genera.
Han Ming is a magician of the water system, so he was naturally led by Lao Li to the shorter Lingshan Mountain. Since there are fewer disciples of the water class, this mountain was built and is also the shortest one.
The number of disciples that can accommodate is also extremely limited.
"This is your token, the seventh hole. Go." Old Li handed the token to Han Ming and said with a smile.
Han Ming nodded, took the token, and walked towards a small road leading to Lingshan. There were only ten small caves in total. The caves were arranged in two rows, with only five cave entrances in each row. What Han Ming was going to is the line below.
The second one, the entrance of the cave was written with a big seven.
The token was like a small groove at the entrance of the hole, and the hole door creaked open, and a stream of water element energy that was so rich that it shocked Han Ming was coming.
"This...What a strong elemental energy!"
Han Ming said in horror that when he was outside just now, he could not feel the slightest fluctuation of elemental energy. As soon as the door opened, the surging elemental energy surged out like water, as if he was in the ocean of magic crystals.