Heavenly God Mnemonic

Yang Qingxuan frowned slightly, and thought to himself: "Ding Fengzhu? What is that?"

Yue Qiang's expression was a little hard to look, he stared at Yang Qingxuan with suspicion, and said, "You really don't use the jade card that Dingfengzhu got?" The young man behind him was also full of disbelief.

Yang Qingxuan snorted softly, pulling his face, not wanting to answer his words.

Only then did he know that there was something like Ding Fengzhu. No wonder the other students were so relaxed when they took the cards. He almost lost a big face.

Zhen Xiuzhu explained to himself: "When I fetched the cards just now, I saw his figure swayed by the strong wind, and then he performed the fixation technique, which stabilized his figure. He went to the back and took the cards. They are all extremely clever body techniques that dissolve the power of that strong wind."

Yang Qingxuan was slightly startled, seeing that the old man's aura was flat, and he didn't seem to be someone with cultivation skills, but it gave him a sense of danger, and he couldn't help but feel a little jealous about his life.

Seeing Yang Qingxuan's surprised expression, Yue Qiang suddenly understood that Zhen Xiuzhu's words were true, his face became gloomy, and gritted his teeth: "Okay, you can get the task card without Ding Fengzhu, which proves that you do have twice. Then this task, I Brother will not grab it."

A disappointed look appeared on the young boy's face behind him, but he quickly returned to normal. Because of the world of warriors, everything speaks with strength. He could also take down the jade medal without Ding Fengzhu, but he definitely couldn't do what Yang Qingxuan did while fighting against others.

Yang Qingxuan held a jade card and registered at the registration office.

Zhen Xiuzhu smiled and said: "I am the publisher of this mission, Zhen Xiuzhu, you are welcome to take the mission."

Yang Qingxuan said: "I'm curious, what does mining mean? Can I explain it in detail now?"

Yue Qiang also walked up, listening carefully.

Zhen Xiuzhu smiled and said: "No hurry, no hurry, there are eight people. Four days later, I will wait for you at the post in the east of the city and go to my mine together. I will explain the task in detail to you at that time, except for 300 credits. Besides, there are other benefits."

Yue Qiang waved his hand and hummed: "I only need credits, those gold and silver things, I am not interested. I will be there on time in four days." After all, after looking at Yang Qingxuan a few more times, he turned and left.

Yang Qingxuan also clasped his fist and said, "Farewell." Then he left straight away.

Zhen Xiuzhu looked at the two leaving figures, stroked their beards, and smiled weirdly.

"If you dig a mine for 300 credits, you only need to dig four times, but it must not be that simple. Then Zhen Xiuzhu seems to be just an ordinary merchant, but in fact the city is extremely deep. Such people are not easy to deal with."

After leaving the Hall of Credits, Yang Qingxuan started to think. With his eyesight, it was obvious that Zhen Xiuzhu was not easy, but the 300 credits were so tempting that he had to try. Otherwise, it would be difficult to earn 1,000 points in three months.

"Soldiers will come to block, water will come to cover up."

Yang Qingxuan took a deep breath. He has experienced hundreds of battles throughout his life, from birth to death, and all kinds of dangers. Although this mining matter seemed weird, it didn't take it to heart, and went straight to the logistics office.

Now that Yang Zhao is not there, he doesn't want to live alone in the previous ruined house. He plans to live in the academy, which is also convenient for cultivation.

Tian Cong College occupies a huge area and almost forms a city of its own. There are tens of thousands of student dormitories, divided into many levels, all of which are single rooms and have their own practice secret rooms.

He lived in the worst D-class dormitory before, with no furniture except a stone bed. The practice secret room is also empty, directly below the bedroom, impervious to air, and very inferior.

Half an hour later, Yang Qingxuan walked out of the logistics office, his face looked a little ugly.

The college’s highest dormitory is Class A, with only 50 rooms in total, which have long been occupied by the children of the powerful and powerful.

Next is the second class, there are 500 rooms, and there are only more than 20 rooms left, and he leases one.

But the rent was as high as 500,000 silver coins a year, and even middle-class families like Hu Ding, Zhou Cang, and Xue Hao couldn't afford it.

After Yang Qingxuan blackmailed three houses of one million silver coins, plus the one million silver coins given to him by King Jin, he only felt that he became the world's richest man. At this moment, he realized that it was not the case, and his worth instantly shrank by a quarter.

"The land of Baishui City is one million gold coins per mu. This is still last year's price. This year it has directly increased by more than 50%. In many places, it has reached 2 million gold coins per mu. And the rent of the college has not yet risen. Love renting, don't block other students."

The words of the teacher in the logistics department buzzed in Yang Qingxuan's mind. He shook his head and said in secret: "My entire net worth is only enough to live in for four years, but I don't have much time to stay in the academy. I must reach the yellow turban as early as possible to shock the spirit. Wu Jing, then go to Grandpa to solve the mystery of his own life experience."

He recovered from the shadow of the rent and went straight to the new bedroom.

The second-class dormitory is more than three times larger than the Ding's. The light inside is pleasant, the tables, chairs, screens, and even wine racks and tea sets are available. The bed has been replaced with a stone sapphire that nourishes the body. The overall layout is comfortable and luxurious.

The secret room also didn't have the stale basement smell. There were a lot of array charms carved on the walls on all sides, neat and solemn, and the air was very fresh.

Yang Qingxuan was in a better mood, and finally felt that the 500,000 silver coins were worth the money.

He stretched his muscles, raised his lower arm, did a few push-ups, and began to practice.

First, he took out the white jade gourd given to him by the Patriarch of the Zhou family, and poured out a few body-tempering pills in his palm.

Pour it into your mouth and chew a few times before swallowing it.

A wave of warmth spreads in the stomach, it really works! Yang Qingxuan was overjoyed and was about to sit and practice, but the warmth disappeared after only a few breaths.

"This... seems to be too weak..."

Yang Qingxuan's expression turned weird, and if those few pills went down, he didn't eat them. With his seven-layer body tempered, this medicine is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket.

He took another dozen tablets, and this time he felt that the power of the medicine was absorbed by the body, but it was minimal.

"Grass, do you want me to be full at once?"

Yang Qingxuan became self-willed, grabbed the gourd and poured it into his mouth, hitting a few hundred grains on his belly, and immediately felt the burning in his abdomen. The powerful force began to flow into the meridians and moisturize the body.

He didn't dare to neglect, put the gourd to his side, immediately sat down cross-legged, and started practicing according to the Qingyang Wujing's exercise route.

At this moment, another force slowly surged up with the movement of Qingyang Wujing.

Yang Qingxuan was shocked, opened his eyes, flipped his right hand, a flash of light appeared on the storage ring, and the dead soul stone appeared in his palm.

The soul stone swept away the cold and dead air before it became lustrous and translucent, and there was a faint gleam in it, as if there was life.