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After careful consideration, Shimizu was very excited. If a person decides to do something, he should do it immediately because there is no need to hesitate. After all, how could it be possible to buy only the precious herbs? Even if they robbed the entire Bailicheng, there might not even be a precious herbs there. Since he had decided to start growing the common grade herbs first, he still had to draw boundaries to ensure there is still room for the high grade herbs in the future.

"After the new year, I will buy some ordinary-grade herbal seedlings, or forage in the wild. After all, I can think that I have a certain understanding of different types of spiritual herbs at present!" Qingshui silently decided that he must do this as soon as possible!

"Ah Qingshui, when did you come back? I heard that in the past six months, have you gone out to practice farming?"

When Qingshui heard the sound, she turned her head. This familiar voice belonged to Qingyang. They had never met again since they last met. At that time, Qingshui entered the Qing family's driving range for the first time until Qingyang broke into the sixth-grade warrior. Qingyang was different from the young people from other big families in Qingqing Village in the past. Qingyang lowered his head and mocked Qingshui.

The purpose of the Qing Family Practice Academy is not limited to the third generation of Qing Family. In addition to the Qing Family members, Qing Village has many third generation members of other large families. When comparing the ratio, there are more members than the Qing Family compared to other families. For example, third generation members from Lanclan are also using the courtyard. In the past two years, members of the Lan Family have performed well, even better than those of the Qing Family.

"Hey, it's been a while, and it seems that your cultivation has been improved again!" After five years, Qingshui can still see Qinghai's strength level at a glance. At present, according to his observation, Qinghai is at the peak of the seventh grade of "Samurai".

Qingshui had a feeling that his young cousin, the genius Qingyou, had already surpassed the seventh grade of the "Samurai". He only knew that the honest Qingko was still in the eighth grade of the "Martial Arts Warrior".

"Interestingly, it seems that this year's competition will be more active!" Qingshui smiled. The year-end competition is not limited to the Qing family, but other clans can also participate. However, the Qing family has a rule that the disciples of the Qing family must be at least at level 6 to enter the competition. In the past, a few years ago, some young people from other clans passed by Qingcun, just in time for the annual competition. Of course, these passionate young people also participated in the competition on the excuse of making friends by exchanging martial arts pointers.

On the surface, although it is called "competition", in fact, it is more of a exchange of pointers. The only other famous clans from nearby areas are the Lan family in Qingcun, as well as the Feng family and the Tang family in Phoenix City.

"Brother Qingyang, it seems that I can finally release my talents this year." Qingshui smiled.

Yang Qing smiled painfully and said, "How could it be so easy? Don't you know that Lan Ye from the Lan family, Feng Xishui from the clan, and Tong Gang from the clan have already broken through to the ninth grade? The realm of martial arts warriors."

"What? Martial Arts Warriors in 9th grade? How is this possible? Brother Qingzi is only in 8th grade. Does this mean that no one in our Qing tribe can fight them?" Qingshui didn't want to reveal his true strength. How strange is that such a huge change has occurred in the past five years. It is believed that the third-generation members of other big families have caught up with the strength level of the third-generation Qing tribe. It seems that the decision that year was that the second-generation members would take the "magic medicine of the cri's feet", which was also their move without other resources.

"Luckily, we also have the talented Qingyou of the Qing clan. He has broken through the peak state of martial artists, and his strength should be enough to cope with the level 9 martial arts of other clans, while other little fish and shrimps [1] are left to us. He was very happy when he talked about "Qingyou". After all, only the clan has strong individuals can they be in a better position to fight for future interests.

Any newbie of a clan or sect with more than a thousand years of history can be a total waste or useless tramp, but can still be despised by others.

After that, Qingshui met with other members of the Qing tribe everywhere and paid tribute to Qingluo. Although he was given the title of trash can, Qingluo always liked and cherished him. Perhaps because Qingluo had only one daughter, and his fatherly love for Qingyi was transferred to him.

"Qingshui, you have matured a lot in the past six months, although you must remember that you must not force yourself to embark on the path of farming. If the road is full of obstacles, there will always be other paths for you to choose. If you choose another path, don't focus too much on the supposed path of one-to-one when you can get higher. According to your intelligence, Grandpa will no longer try to convince you. Luo Qing looked at Qingshui, who is about to become an adult, and said politely.

"Don't worry, grandpa, I know my limits, I will be fine." Qingshui knew that there was no need to say more now.

At the beginning of the new year, the next day, everyone absorbed the lively atmosphere, and the streets were still bustling. Qingshui talked about many things with Qingyi while wandering the street.

On the fourth day, Qingluo led the entire Qing clan to pay tribute to their ancestors.

Another year passed, and the previous year was an extraordinary year for Qingshui. He was 16 years old this year, and it was time to hold an age ceremony, and it was time for him to decide that he wanted to leave his footprints in the future. In a blink of an eye, New Year's Eve has passed. The older he is, the faster the time is, but for Qingshui, it is the same no matter how long it takes. Although Qingshui currently has the advantages of the Violet Jade Wonderland, before that, he was already famous for his perseverance and determination. Every day, whether it is rainy or sunny, he will stubbornly pursue his farming path in the scheduled time.

The harder Qingshui farms, the more he can show that he is garbage. It can be said that the efforts he has put in farming are unparalleled, but he failed to enter the sixth level of Blue Lotus Art before he was 16 years old. It's a pity... As a result, Qingshui's fate, at least in the eyes of many people, has nothing to do with cultivation.

Today is the fourth day of the New Year, and tomorrow is the day of the third generation's annual competition! Shimizu never showed any interest in it, even when he was young. However, this year, he decided to see how other people of his generation would fight.

After two hours (equivalent to half a month), Qingshui cultivated in the space field and walked out of the yard, but he still couldn't break through the main bottleneck! Qingshui felt helpless. The main bottleneck from the third floor to the fourth floor can be said to be a stumbling block, which was as huge as a towering mountain, stubbornly hindering his farming path.

Looking at the huge practice yard of the Qing tribe, you can feel the lively atmosphere more vivid than before. The reason for this is because tomorrow will be the beginning of annual competition among the third generation of each clan. Today, many people, including villagers from nearby areas, rushed to the yard and secretly investigated the strength level of their competitors. This has been a custom for many years.

It is almost noon. However, in the cold winter, although the sun is approaching its peak, the heat released by the golden light is not unbearable, but pleasant. The sunlight can make people feel lazy because they would rather lie down and enjoy the sun than be busy elsewhere.

After arriving at the Qingshi Practice Courtyard, Qingshui felt dull. A vibrant red carpet was paved around the entire courtyard, evoking the joy and passion of celebration, because the bright colors seemed to reflect the entire excitement of the crowd.

"Qingshui Pavilion, I'm here!" Qingshui turned his head and saw Qinghu waving to him!

Qingshui has not interacted with Qinghu in the past sixth year, and he soon discovered that his cousin had reached the sixth grade of martial arts warrior! Although Qinghu has not reached the peak of sixth grade, Qingshui still deeply moved his heart. We cannot think that Hu Qingcai has good talent, he actually made great progress in just half a year!

Looking at Qinghu's current cultivation level, Qingshui will obviously be happy for him! Initially, even if Qinghu failed to reach the sixth grade before the age of 16, Qingshui will still do all other means to aid Qinghu from the shadows to increase his cultivation.

"Qinghu, it's impressive, but if you want to gain a foothold outside Qingcun, you have to double your efforts in the future!"

"Haha." Qinghu agreed to smile. Qinghu was about the same height as Qingshui, but his body was stronger than Qingshui's muscles.

Qingshui knew that the reason why the Qinghu could develop rapidly was because of the Lan Yan. If not, how could the lazy Qinghu make such great progress in such a short time!

As the saying goes, "A blushing face brings misfortune water!" [1] Or to put it simply, "femme fatale", a woman can inspire a man to improve herself, but on the other hand, a woman can just press her lightly, which will immediately lead to a man's downfall.

In an instant, complex thoughts could be seen in Qingshui's eyes, but when Qinghu looked in his direction, Qingshui quickly returned to normal.

As they squeezed through the crowd, Shimizu felt that there were indeed many villagers in the yard today. He glanced at the crowd's faces and only vaguely recognized a few familiar faces, but most of them were unknown to him.

"Qingshui Pavilion, that guy is Lanye, a famous Lanye in the Lan family!" As Qingshui glanced at the crowd, he tried to catch a glimpse of other cultivators who broke into the Ninth Tribe. In the grade, Qinghu interrupted him when pointing in a certain direction.

In that distant direction stood a thin young man, about 20 years old. His face was extremely lazy, but his eyes had a charming charm that made people look at him twice. His eyes had no glory of glory, nor were they cold and full of intentions of killing. It looked full of firm determination.

"He is a strong person, and his achievements are of course not a trivial matter, such as just breaking through the ninth grade of martial arts warriors." This is what Kimizu's intuition told him. You can see Lanye's strength at a glance.

Although Shimizu didn't know how strong he was now, he certainly knew that he was stronger than all these so-called geniuses, but he couldn't say much. All he knew was that his current strength was still far from reaching the gate to the Xiantian world.

Standing beside Lanye, was a beautiful girl. The girl's eyes seemed to exude brilliance, which could charm all men (except the strongest). Compared to her smooth black hair, her fair skin looked fairer, and her peaks, as she walked, were shaking. In addition, her waist was soft and her legs were slender, and when paired with snow-white shoes, the whole image she exuded was similar to a pure and holy saint.

"No wonder the young master of the Tianhe clan wanted her to be his master, so that's why!" Qingshui glanced at the beautiful girl next to Lanye, turned her head, and found that Qinghu had discovered that Lan Yan'er was staring at her with a broken heart expression very early on.

Perhaps she was staring at her strong gaze, but Lan Yan'er turned her eyes to two, because her beautiful eyes were filled with slight disgust and disdain. After discovering Qinghu, she raised her fist to respond in the direction of Qinghu.

Qinghu's bitterness in his heart is hard to describe. He doesn't know why, but the love he feels has reached the point where it is engraved on the bones and in his heart [2]." The reason why he farms so hard is all because of her! Heaven is fair and will not disappoint those who work hard. Due to his hard work, Qinghu managed to enter the sixth grade at the age of 15, but despite this, the gap in cultivation level between him and Lan Yan'er is still very large because he unknowingly became self-harm. It surged in his heart.

Although Qingshui is still a novice in love and interpersonal relationships, he can still understand the pain Qinghu is experiencing. After all, in the years when he was unable to cultivate, sneer, humiliation and the pain he felt were not directly comparable, but it was still somewhat similar to what Qinghu felt right now.

After a first look, Qingshui never looked at her again. Although she was beautiful, Lan Yaner was still a little lacking compared to Shi Qingshui. Who asked Qingshui to only like women older than him? Their bodies must not only be fully developed, but also mature. Qingshui did not give those immature girls a coquettish and constantly losing their temper. Speaking of coquettishness, when a mature girl does this, Qingshui actually likes it very much. When an older woman does this, they exudes a ecstasy of being attracted to him, which is completely different from immature young people.

After that, Qingshui finally left Qinghu. In the past six months, there has been no interaction between them. Naturally, they will have a lot of things that each other wants to update. After all, they are cousins ​​and have been playing together since childhood.

Green Hu, there is no limit to farming, because you are still young, so you should seize the opportunity and immerse yourself in farming. For things like women, when you become strong, many women will naturally put themselves into your arms. When this happens, you will find that the beautiful women in the past are not worth a dime.”

Qingshui believes that women in Bailicheng are far superior to rural women in terms of cultivation, behavior, clothing and words.

Although all this is only possible due to differences in background and funds. Men will always tend toward women of a certain level. Have a beautiful daughter and marry a beautiful wife? Money works directly or indirectly..

Of course, there are exceptions. Some girls from villages sometimes have a halo, even surpassing the halo of city girls. However, this rarely happens, and even if this happens, the precious gem will be quickly snatched away by others. After all, how can people wait for you to snatch it?
Chapter completed!