The Strongest Copy Cultivation System

Chapter 35 Small Farmers
As the words spread, the entire valley erupted in an instant, especially when Qin Yun was mentioned, there were so many exclamations and boos that Duan Yan had to shout loudly, and the scene gradually calmed down.

Qin Yun looked around and walked out a few steps, but before he could take a few steps, Duan Yan suddenly waved his hand, and then, six people including Qin Yun flew up involuntarily and landed on the high platform .

On the platform, Qin Yun and Xuanyuan looked at each other, pretending they didn't know each other, but when Jiang Shang saw the two, his eyes kept burning with anger.

After the six people reported their names, Duan Yan had already sent them off the high platform.

The other five people were fine. When Qin Yun's name was announced, there was another commotion in the audience.

"It turns out that he is Qin Yun. It was rumored that he actually killed Luo Meng and Zhao Meng's people a few days ago. This idiot is beyond stupid."

"Don't say he won't live for long, even if he can barely survive, he will live like a dog in the future in the Xianwu Department."

"In short, this person is a Bi Mawen, as far away as possible, you must not get involved with him, otherwise your life's future will be ruined."

"What's even more exasperating is that he seems to be dating Junior Sister Zhou Ningshuang. She is my goddess. Even if Luo Meng and Zhao Meng don't kill him, I will let him die."

"Fuck me, what does Zhou Ningshuang like about him? What do you mean by sticking flowers in cow dung? That's it!"

When Qin Yun returned to the valley, he could vaguely hear a few comments about himself, but what he heard, every good word was mostly envy, jealousy and hatred.

Qin Yun readily accepted such insults.

On the high platform, Duan Yan saw that the valley was in a mess again, and shouted in vain: "Noisy, what a mess, next month, I will see at least 500 people break through. Classes with three students will stop training resources for three months."

After speaking, Duan Yan walked away angrily.

Afterwards, the teachers of each class were responsible for evacuating the students, because Qin Yun had just entered the class and couldn't leave for the time being, the head teacher would gather them to get to know each other and arrange Qin Yun's training tasks.

Not long after, the ancient world of tens of thousands of people was empty, only a few hundred people were still wandering in the valley.

Qin Yun stood where he was, and saw a child in a long robe walking towards him.

"How could this old man bring a student like you? What a misfortune." The child spoke as soon as he arrived in front of Qin Yun. His voice was hoarse, as if it came from hell.

"Old man?"

Qin Yun murmured inwardly, no matter how he looked, this person looked like a child of seven or eight years old, but his voice was worse than that of an old man who was hundreds of years old.

"Teacher, I'm still going to win glory for you, what you said." Qin Yun put away his thoughts and said a little dissatisfied.

"Pooh."

The child spat, and said: "It's good if I don't cause trouble for the old man, speed up, let me introduce you to a classmate."

Although Qin Yun was upset, he still followed the child. To be exact, the old man came to a corner of the valley. There were dozens of people standing there. There were men, women, old and young. There was no shortage of old, weak, sick and disabled. It was his future. students.

"Students, let me introduce you. He is the new student Qin Yun, and he will be your classmate from now on."

The old man cast a glance at Qin Yun, his eyes seemed to contain disdain, helplessness, and mixed feelings.

"Hello, students!" Qin Yun waved his hand, showing an extremely gentle smile.

"What a fart, students, remember that although Qin Yun is your classmate, you can stay as far away from him as you can in the future. Maybe when you collect his body in a few days, you will have to prepare a few more coffins. It's too high, our middle school class 72 can't afford it."

Before the students could speak, the old man had already spoken coldly. After looking at Qin Yun from head to toe, he continued: "Qin Yun, your task from now on is not to implicate the students in Class 72. As for how you practice, old man It doesn't matter, just sauce."

After speaking, the old man has gone with the wind.

Qin Yun looked at the back of the little old man leaving, the corners of his mouth kept twitching, he turned around and said, "Our class teacher is too unkind, students, since we are classmates, I, Qin Yun, promise that I will cover you in the future... ..."

It's a pity that before he finished talking, all the students had almost slipped away, but there was still a young man among them, making Qin Yun's heart feel better.

"This classmate, you still have foresight. By the way, can you tell me the name of our head teacher?" Qin Yun kept smiling and asked harmlessly.

"Oh, he's always called Zhaocai boy. His cultivation has reached the sixth level of Yuanying. He has a weird personality. Don't mess with him." The young man shook his head and reminded.

"The lucky boy, what a good name!" Qin Yun suppressed a smile and gave a thumbs up: "By the way, what should I call you?"

"I don't have a name, and I have no parents since I was a child. Because I came from a farm in the deep mountains, everyone calls me Xiaonong." The young man said plainly, as if what he was talking about had nothing to do with himself.

"I see that you are pale, are you sick?" Qin Yun asked kindly seeing Xiaonong's strange expression.

"I'm not sick, but I'm not far from death." The young man grinned and said indifferently.

"Can you tell me more about it?" The young man's attitude towards death made Qin Yun immediately curious about him.

"Hey, it's really nothing. I'm a student transferred from the elixir department, so I don't like it very much." Xiaonong said without saying a word.

"You finish it all at once." Qin Yun's heart was almost broken.

"It's like this. I was originally a student of the elixir department, but as soon as I saw the medicinal materials in the medicine field, I ate them. After a few years, many medicinal materials in the elixir department were about to be eaten by me, so I was forcibly transferred to the Immortal martial arts."

"And there are no medicinal materials to eat in the Xianwu Department. I just ate weeds, bark, etc., and I was poisoned. In addition, the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials in my body had exploded before, and I was already dying." Xiaonong said, unable to help sigh.

"Uh, you, you said that the college is in charge of food and housing, why are you grazing grass? Are you a herbivore?" Qin Yun was speechless, sweating profusely.

"I don't want to, but when I see grass and trees, I feel like going up to taste it. I can't help it..." Xiaonong said, his lips trembling uncontrollably.

At this moment, his pupils shrank in vain, and he saw a weed on the sole of Qin Yun's feet. He knelt down on the ground, took the weed into his mouth, and looked up at Qin Yun with tears in his eyes. Yun: "Look, I just said I can't help it, woo woo woo..."

"Sure enough, awesome..."

Qin Yun exclaimed, carefully recalling what Xiaonong said before, and quickly asked: "You said you don't have a name, but you are called Xiaonong when you come from a farm in the deep mountains, and when you see grass, you want to go up and taste it, right?"

"Yeah, don't you think I'm eating?" the small farmer mumbled, chewing on the weeds.

"Haha, wahaha, I know who you are, so what, are you willing to be my brother?"

　Hey, fellow daoists should also know the identity of the small farmer, by the way, ask for votes!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)