The Gate Of Good Fortune

Ningcheng didn't expect to ask, the guy's attitude was so bad, he could only go down to the fifth floor to ask. The sixth floor is much larger than the seventh, and occasionally you can see people entering and leaving the workshop, not more than the seventh floor, and you can't see people entering or leaving.

“Wait a minute.” At the end of the stairs, Ningcheng was called,

“You called me?” Ningcheng looked back at a boy who was several years older than him and appeared to have just come out of the practice room. The boy's skin tone was much darker than that of Ningcheng, and his mouth was smiling, obviously without malice.

Ningcheng knows any one of these training students and is well above his position as a handyman. To avoid unnecessary trouble, he had no intention of questioning such people or talking to them. In Qingguo, students who can enter this college are mostly from different backgrounds. Ningcheng can't provoke either.

“I just heard you. You're supposed to be cleaning the practice room, right?” The boy said directly.

Ningcheng quickly replied, "Yeah, I'm here on my first day, I don't know where to eat, so I came to ask. ”

“You don't know where to eat, you don't seem to know the rules. Remember, this staircase handyman cannot walk, and if some trainees or law enforcement personnel meet you, you must also retreat. ”

After listening to the boy, Ningcheng was shocked. He had just descended from the seventh floor and was walking down the stairs. And Princess Giro didn't tell him the stairs couldn't go? If there really is such a rule, the boy didn't warn him, I'm afraid he's really a little fierce.

“Thanks for the tip-off, or I'll be in danger.” Ningcheng thanked him.

The boy laughed, "Nothing, I was a cleaner before, and I did it seven years later, and it was cultivated to the second level, and then I was seen by the college, and I became an official disciple of the college, and now I'm on the fourth level. Try your best, maybe you'll be just like me in the future. Remember, in the future you enter and exit the cultivation tower and can only walk through the side doors. ”

And after that, the boy pointed to a very hidden little door, "There's the side door, on each floor, and you can go in and go straight to the back of the cultivation tower. Where there is food behind the cultivation tower, the money to eat is earned by yourself, don't go to Mu Lao, otherwise you are dead, good luck. ”

When the boy had finished, he did not say his name and looked down the stairs.

Ningcheng knows that they do not intend to know themselves. However, the boy's pointing these points was tantamount to saving his life, and Ningcheng deeply appreciated the boy.

Seeing that the staircase seemed to be coming again, Ningcheng hurried to the small door in the corner and opened the door and flashed in.

Behind the small doors, there is nothing but a narrow stairway that looks like a life-saving passage to the Earth's skyscrapers.

After walking down the stairway, Ningcheng found itself behind the cultivation tower. Behind the cultivation tower is the inside of the Academy, although very few people come, with only one elongated curved trail. On both sides of the trail are some big trees, and in the middle of the shadow gap, you can still see a lot of students coming and going from the college. Some students also deliberately entered the trail and hurried along it.

Ningcheng also followed this trail, walking about half an hour later, and saw a narrow door and a stone house by the door. There was a middle-aged man inside the stone house, but the man did not care about the students entering and leaving the small door, as if he were just a doorman.

As soon as Ningcheng walked out of this small door, he was immediately stunned by the prosperity in front of him. This was a vegetable market with everything, and it was very noisy.

There are all kinds of shops, snack shops, and floor stalls. It's just low grade, far less than the main street in the heart of Candletown. With such a bustling place and so many people, Ningcheng even suspected that Princess Giro didn't even know about it, at least he had no memory of it before.

A huge sign is erected in the most prominent spot with arrows to various locations on it.

The first one wasn't really a mall, it wasn't a pharmacy, it was a pot. This is the first time Ningcheng has ever heard of the name of the pot, and his heart is raised with great curiosity. Just go in the direction of the arrow pointing to the pot, and a dozen minutes later, a huge circular building appears in front of you.

Ningcheng stopped, and he saw two people stopping at the rounded building door, apparently for a fee. He still has some silver coins on him. This is his future living expenses. Let him use it on this unknown pot. Ningcheng doesn't want to waste it like this.

Just as Ningcheng wanted to turn around and leave, several people came out of a door next to the circular building, and their arguments attracted him.

“It really doesn't make any sense to look at that barbarian fighting. Today's silver coins are a bit unpleasant to lose, I didn't see anything wonderful, and I lost money. ”

“The last time Ugly Girl and Gu Fei fought, that was wonderful. I didn't expect Gu Fei to be no match for Ugly Girl. ”

“Giraffe is ugly, but she also knows the importance of practice. If you defeat Gu Fei, you will get a gas stone. A boulder, think about it. However, she also seemed to be hurt quite a bit. Once Gu Fei's brother Gu came back, it was estimated that she would have to throw up what she ate. Even if Gu Fei can't come back, Gu Fei can't swallow this breath. ”

“Not necessarily an ugly woman. She's just disfigured, otherwise who could you find in the academy better than her? Even if it's simple, it's not as good as..."

“Silence, you don't want to live, say Jane Sister. ”

……

A few people gradually went away, and Ningcheng's fists had raised their green bars. Ningcheng did not go inside the pot, but it is already conceivable that it should be a bloody battlefield, equivalent to underground black boxing. He had no idea that the boulder of Giraffe had been harshly obtained from the place and left with serious sequelae.

That was Gu Fei's brother, Gu Zhiming, and listening to these people, Gu Fei himself was reluctant to let Princess Ji go.

Ningcheng was not in the mood to continue wandering, selling some dry food and rushing back to the seventh floor of the cultivation tower. He needs to work faster and get to level four as soon as possible. In this place, strength means dignity.

Few students practiced on the seventh floor of the tower. Ningcheng cleaned up several workshops and locked themselves up in a small stone house to start practicing.

Students practicing in the workshop will multiply their spirituality once the workshop room is closed. Ningcheng did not have this treatment, what his small stone house was like and what it was like after it was closed.

When Ningcheng began to gather, a new air flow was once again appearing in his mind. Before the art of anonymity, Ningcheng did not hesitate half the time, and directly abandoned the cultivation method on the Ningjia thin roll to cultivate according to the cultivation method that appeared in his mind.

The outside spirit is thin, which has no half effect on Ningcheng. At the same time as he started practicing, Dantian provided a purer and more intense source of spirit than before, allowing Ningcheng to constantly wash and pass through the entire body.

Ningcheng had previous experience and was not panicking at this time. He found that using the cultivation methods that appeared in his consciousness was more effective than Ningjia cultivation rolls. Either the real gas flows along the meridians, or the rest is more than a dozen times smoother.

By the time Ningcheng was awake again, he had become a second layer of gas and had seeped a lot of dirt on his body again.

Feeling a more powerful air flow than the first level of agglomeration, Ningcheng knew that he had promoted to the second level of agglomeration without suspense. After counting the time, he practiced two days and two nights in a row.

Apart from being hungry, there's only that feeling of real breath. Ningcheng did not dare to continue practicing, counting that he had committed an offence and did not go to clean up the practice room for two days.

Fortunately, he also knew that few people practiced on the seventh floor, and that Mu Lao would not really care about him. Instead of going out to clean up the workshop immediately, Ningcheng continued to practice a new spell, dust removal technique. In the future, after each exercise, he should remove the dirt from his body using a dust removal technique instead of going downstairs to find water to wash.

In the early hours of the third day, Ningcheng cleaned itself up with dust removal and went to clean the practice room.

The refinery on the seventh floor, as he thought it would be, didn't have many people to train. Even if he hasn't cleaned in three days, there are still a few clean workshops available.

……

The next day, Ningcheng has been hiding on the seventh floor, while also taking advantage of the opportunity to clean up the workshop to practice various spells. The only unfortunate thing is that he practiced spells in the workshop without any moral support.

The time passed quickly and ten days passed, during which time Princess Giro did not come to Ningcheng once. Ningcheng also rarely goes out, and all minds are focused on practicing.

But as Ningcheng advanced to the third level, he panicked a little. Once he reaches the three levels of concentration, he can no longer sense the kind of spiritual support in his body. Ningcheng clearly knew that without the mysterious spiritual support of his body, he would not be able to cultivate from three levels of agglomeration to four levels of agglomeration, even if he practiced his whole life.

In the following days, Ningcheng practiced repeatedly, but there was no longer a situation in which a purely spiritual support could be provided in the body. His cultivation stalled, but several simple spells have been successfully cultivated. Just as he was promoted to the third level, he even turned fire balls and advanced into fire knives, guided by a change of kung fu.

Even so, Ningcheng is still worried. Without mysterious spiritual support, he can only stay on three levels of concentration for the rest of his life.

Ningcheng decided to go out and look for Giroffe. There was no progress in the cultivation, and he did not want to stay in this stone house. He had just packed up and before opening the door, he heard a "boom” and his little stone house door was kicked open with his feet.