Since joining the Qingxin Martial Arts Hall, Li Binghe has not had a good night's sleep for a day.

The Qingxin Martial Arts Hall is no longer the "small workshop" it was originally. After successfully becoming a subordinate force of Qianyuan Sect, it has a rich supply of resources, and the scale of the Qingxin Martial Arts Hall has also expanded rapidly. The number of disciples has increased by at least ten times compared to the beginning. But what remains unchanged is Yang Chao's militarized management method.

Every day, as soon as the day is dawn, all the disciples must be dressed neatly, come to the gym to report, and then start a whole day of training. Yang Chao treats all the disciples equally, and when guiding the students, he is the most patient master; when some students are lazy, he is more harsh than the most severe soldier. Li Binghe is undoubtedly the one who has been punished the most. He has been trained every day to ache all over his body and has no desire to live.

When he was at Bayi Sect, the sect leader often turned a blind eye to him when he received his father's money. But Yang Chao seemed to have his eyes on him. As long as his movements were a little irregular, he would be punished immediately. Li Binghe secretly regretted it. If he had known today, he would have been better off staying in Bayi Sect and waiting to die!

Early this morning, Li Binghe yawned again and lined up at the end of the line, listening to Yang Chao's usual etiquette.

"Next, we will carry out some pre-commitment pre-training activities. Everyone listened! Two columns jogged around the woods outside for 10 laps at a constant speed, and then returned to the gym to gather! Run, everyone ran!"

Li Binghe's face wrinkled into bitter gourd under his words, and he raised his head and shouted, "Hey, I said, we are going to run stupidly when we run every day! Can we come with something fresh? Is there no secret to me practicing?"

When he was in the Bayi Sect, he didn't have such hard work when he was practicing. He just sat comfortably and used family resources to slowly build up the realm. Unlike in the Qingxin Martial Arts Hall, not only did he not provide secrets, but he also followed the traditional mortal method during training. He was either running, sitting ups, squats, jumping, and push-ups. He was really fed up!

Yang Chao slanted across his gaze sternly: "That's the same truth. Practicing martial arts requires physical fitness first. If you don't have a strong body, how can you be invincible in the cruel competition? Without a strong body, even if you are given the secrets of strength, how much skill can you exert?"

Li Binghe curled his lips and spat viciously on the carpet beside him. What kind of cliché is this? Mortals are indeed mortals!

But when he was soothing alone, a gentle voice suddenly sounded next to him: "Brother Binghe, if you are willing to train well, Qingxin will cook by himself tonight."

Li Binghe slanted his eyes, and although he wanted to hold on to his position, he thought of the temptation of the food, and the other side finally slanted over with a spineless look. Not to mention anything else, the food made by Yang Qingxin is indeed unique, no worse than the skill of his chef. Staying here for so long, occasionally eating dinner made by Qingxin himself is also the only motivation he left behind.

When the disciples on the side saw this familiar scene, they secretly smirked. Li Binghe was indeed the most listened to the younger sister's words. Almost every time he got angry, he was coaxed by Qingxin. However, thanks to his willfulness from time to time, they could also enjoy a few more delicious dinners. Although Ning Bufan repeatedly said angrily that this kid deserves a beating!

After the brief dispute, the disciples in the museum lined up in two orderly and began to run into the woods.

Halfway through the journey, Li Binghe deliberately fell behind. Seeing that the long-distance team had already moved further and further away from him, his figure flashed flexibly and hid behind a big tree. This was a rebate point for the entire journey. As long as the other disciples finished ten laps and passed by again, he would pretend to follow the end with panting. That's it.

"Huh... let those fools jog slowly by themselves, and I won't play with them anymore. They already have the resources to practice and insist on using such old-fashioned training methods. You deserve to have not made any progress!" Li Binghe muttered a few words, his eyes turned around and stopped by a clear stream not far away.

"This is really a good place!" Looking at the clearly visible swimming fish in the stream, Li Binghe also became interested. "Catch a few more now and you can make braised fish for Qingxin tonight!"

Take out the bucket and fishing rod from the storage ring, and Li Binghe stayed by the stream and started fishing in a good manner. As time goes by, the number of fish in the bucket is also increasing.

Just when Li Binghe was having a lot of fishing, the space where he was suddenly in a dark place.

With limited knowledge of spiritual cultivation, Li Binghe knew that he should be trapped in a dark barrier now. This high-end technique cannot be distributed by the mortal Yang Chao. Who is it? There are other spiritual cultivationists hidden in this area?

Just as Li Binghe looked around in horror, two figures quietly appeared in the darkness. Both of them were wearing black robes, wearing hats, and two layers of black veils hanging from the brim of the hat. In such an environment, it seemed that they were the dark itself. If it weren't for the vague fluctuations of spiritual power, it would be difficult to distinguish their existence.

One of them spoke sinisterly: "Little brother, are you a spiritual cultivator?"

Although Li Binghe didn't know the other party's purpose, he raised his chin proudly: "Nonsense! Can't my energy-condensing level be detected? Who am I?"

The two looked at each other and seemed to have a cold smile. Then the man who spoke before took out a stack of flyers and handed it over: "That's right, we will start a "Tiangong Gate Assessment Quick Training Class" in the near future, providing intensive training for all spiritual cultivators who want to join the Tiangong Gate, and 100% of them have been included.

After the training, we will also be responsible for providing students who have not received the recommended quota. Here is our leaflet, with detailed contents, including registration methods written on it. Now we are looking for lucky experience users, responsible for distributing them in the nearby Xiuling Sect, and adding 100 members to the full tuition fee."

"Free place?" Li Binghe rubbed his chin, "It sounds good!"

In the past, he didn't even dare to think about entering the Tiangong Gate. After all, the Bayi Gate where he was is a small country and he had no qualifications to recommend it at all. If he participated in the assessment as a passerby and the competition was particularly fierce, he was still somewhat self-aware.

Although there are several quotas in the Jiuyou Palace lineage that can be purchased, there is no need to think that they will be hyped up at a sky-high price, and in the end they will be cheaper by the rich and powerful young men. At least his father will never pay the money for him, and he will definitely use the difficulty of doing business and take the opportunity to educate himself.

If they can get a free training quota and they promise to recommend it, wouldn’t that if they want to enter the Tiangong Gate, they don’t even have to pay any capital for the whole process? This is simply a good thing that a pie falls from the sky!

"Let me ask again, is your training activity officially recognized?" Li Binghe asked carefully with a last bit of vigilance, "Isn't the recommended quota only available in Tianxiao Pavilion and Jiuyou Palace? Which lineage do you belong to? Also, you have promised to get in now. What if someone can't get in then? Will you give me a refund?"

The two men in black looked at each other and smiled: "Of course it has been officially recognized. We are directly affiliated with the Tiangong Gate. As for you, if someone fails to pass, we will definitely refund the money in full."

Li Binghe nodded: "Then there is no problem. Ah, and, the one I asked just now that I can't pass, isn't it said that I am myself. Now I want to promote it to you. Isn't this responsible for others? My cultivation qualifications..."

But after his later self-proclaimed, the two men in black obviously did not take it seriously. The dark barrier that enveloped him slowly dissipated, as if everything that had just happened had never happened.

Li Binghe was stunned for a moment, looking at the large stack of leaflets still holding tightly in his hand. Now these are the only things that prove that he didn't have hallucinations just now.

"Well, everyone is training in the forest together, but they just come to me..." Li Binghe held his chin with one hand, his eyes turned back and forth, and soon fell into self-intoxication. "It's obvious that it is not because I just happened to be alone, but because of my energy-condensing strength, I look the most like a spiritual cultivator! Haha, I am indeed the strongest!"

Just as he was floating, someone suddenly patted his shoulder, and Yang Qingxin's laughter also sounded: "Brother Binghe, you are really lazy here again."

Li Binghe quickly put the flyer into the storage ring. He planned to complete this matter as a sacred mission. After all, he immediately started to roar: "Who is lazy! Am I preparing today's supper for us?"

But because he was too excited, he accidentally kicked over the bucket. When his heels fell, he just stepped on a bluefish. He suddenly slipped and fell into the stream behind him with his back facing the sky.

"Wow... save me! Save me!" Li Binghe fluttered violently in the stream, and Yang Qingxin was amused by his embarrassment on the shore.

But Li Binghe seemed to be really ignorant of the nature of water. Yang Qingxin gradually realized that his situation was not good, so he hurriedly approached the shore and reached out to pull him.

With the help of Yang Qingxin, Li Binghe finally climbed up wet, but accidentally slipped his feet on the shore and grabbed them in a hurry. This time he pulled down Yang Qingxin's necklace and fell into the rolling stream.

Yang Qingxin screamed, rushed to the stream, bent down and tried to fish. Although Li Binghe was unintentional at first, he still couldn't help but secretly rejoiced when he saw the necklace floating further and further along the water flow: "Good fall! Who told you to always be so precious to that necklace!"

Looking at Yang Qingxin who was so anxious that he wanted to jump into the water, Li Binghe caught her: "You are crazy! The stream looks quite shallow, but the water flow is still quite fast, and there is a big waterfall on the other end. Are you afraid of your life?"

In just a short moment, the necklace was getting closer and closer to the waterfall under the erosion of the water. Yang Qingxin's eyes were red, but she finally gave up her plan to fish for it.

Li Binghe was secretly proud and was thinking about how to comfort her when a figure came from the side. It was Ning Bufan who had just run to this area with the large army.

"Qingxin, what's wrong? Is this guy bullying you?" Ning Bufan suddenly became anxious when he saw Yang Qingxin's aggrieved look.

"Necklace..." Yang Qingxin pressed his hand against his empty neck and turned to him helplessly, "What should I do? My necklace accidentally fell into the water just now..."

Seeing that Yang Qingxin cherished the necklace he gave so much, Ning Bufan also felt a sense of passion in his heart: "Don't be anxious Qingxin, I'll help you find the necklace!" While turning to the stream, he tried his best to find the trace of the necklace.

"You'll do it." Li Binghe snorted gloating from the side, and his thumb tilted to the side, "Hey, have you seen it? The necklace is about to be washed down to the waterfall. You really want to die, so I won't stop you..." But before he finished speaking, a "thump" sounded beside him, and Ning Bufan had already jumped into the water!

Yang Qingxin was shocked and frightened. Seeing Ning Bufan chasing the necklace in the turbulent water, he was so anxious that he ran to the shore with the water flow, and kept calling: "Brother Bufan, if you don't want that necklace, you don't want it. It's too dangerous. Come up quickly!"

This time, Ning Bufan did not respond to her. Her limbs were slashing hard, and her five straight fingers tried to grab the necklace again and again, but in the end they were almost missed because of the difference. Yang Qingxin was anxious to see that, and suddenly another big wave came, flooding Ning Bufan.

I saw that figure floating and sinking in the water until the water finally retreated. Ning Bufan stood up with difficulty, spit out a big mouthful of water, and when he looked at Yang Qingxin, his eyes were clear. He raised his right hand high, and the star necklace shone brightly in his hand.

Yang Qingxin cried with joy, but the relief had not stayed on her face for too long. The water in front of her suddenly turned steep. Ning Bufan, who was holding the necklace, had not yet had time to get ashore and was washed down under the waterfall directly along the water flow. At the end of his eyes, several clusters of waves were still rolling around, but there was no one on the water surface.

Yang Qingxin exclaimed: "Brother Bufan!" Tears fell down. Seeing this, Li Binghe also put away his teasing heart and said stiffly: "Then what, don't cry first, let's go downstream to take a look? The local bun has thick skin and flesh, maybe it's not dead yet?"

Yang Qingxin looked at him with tears in her eyes, gritted her teeth and nodded. The two of them rushed downstream, and the turbid water rolled several times, but they did not see Ning Bufan's figure. Yang Qing's nose felt sour, and the tears that he had just held back were almost rolling out again.

At this moment, the rolling stream suddenly exploded with large splashes of water, and a blood-stained figure suddenly popped out, and a honest smile on his dark face was still as usual.

After so many difficulties, Yang Qingxin and Li Binghe finally rescued Ning Bufan. However, as soon as he took a breath, Ning Bufan ignored the fact that he was covered in bruises by the stones along the way, but instead excitedly handed the necklace to Yang Qingxin and grinned: "Qingxin, look, I've got the necklace back!"

Yang Qingxin looked at him in a daze and said softly: "Brother Bufan, why are you so stupid... The necklace is something outside of your body. If you really have something wrong with it, then I... how can I feel sorry for it..."

Ning Bufan smiled gently: "It doesn't matter. As long as it is what you want to do, even if I try my best to do it, I will definitely do it for you!" And this necklace is our token of love...

"Brother Bufan..." Yang Qingxin was so moved that she burst into tears. She took out the handkerchief she carried with her and carefully wiped the water droplets on Ning Bufan's face. Brother Bufan, he was so desperate to find the token of love between me and Brother Ye...

"Cough cough..." Li Binghe looked at the "feelingful look at each other" and coughed twice a little unhappy.
Chapter completed!