Once Upon A Time, There Was A Spirit Sword Mountain Chapter 76: : Local tyrants, let ’s be friends
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After drinking enough food, Wang Lu only left from Jifeng Peak. When he arrived at Sixiang Peak, he was already crowded.
Of course, this description is not accurate. The spirit sword school is all up and down. It counts all the disciples inside and outside, and the senior elders who are practicing in the mountains, and even counts the chores in Xiaoyaofeng and other places. Can't make up a thousand people.
The Sixiangfeng Square is just a gathering place. It is really a little small. When hundreds of people gather together, it looks crowded.
Of course, no matter how crowded it is, with the red and white robes on his body, there is a place for him to stand in the square, and as expected, when Wang Lu shouted, I am sorry, sorry, while forcing him out of the crowd There was a row of seats neatly laid there when we squeezed out a **** road and came to the front of the square.
That was a special seat for the disciples of the Spirit Sword School, but ... as always, although there were four seats in that row, now only one person is sitting.
A girl in a colorful dress is greeting him with a big smile.
That is a true disciple of the four elders of the sect, nicknamed Xiaolili, real name ... that is unknown, the entry was a few years earlier than myself, and now the cultivation is close to the foundation, and it is not impossible to foundation, but the elder Zhou Ming deliberately Suppressed her practice, and asked her to practice Jianxin Tongming before building foundation.
The so-called sword heart is clear, Wang Lu is just not aware of it, but in short, this true disciple is different from his own slightly different goods. That is a real elite.
Unfortunately for more than two years after getting started, the two did not have much intersection, but they only met occasionally at Shanmen, and there was a nod.
In addition to Xiao Liuli, there are two true factions in the school, but unfortunately it has been more than two years since the entry, and these two have never seen one.
It is said that the oldest one is a disciple of the three elders, Fang He, who traveled all the year round and could n’t remember going back to the mountain.
The other one is a real disciple of Feng Yin, who went into the mountain almost at the same time as Xiao Liuli, but retired all year round. Like a tuberculosis, he never sees the sun all year round, but occasionally listened to the mention of the school ’s teachers and sisters. It is difficult for all Kyushu to have rivals, and the cultivation base is more on Xiaoliu.
Looking at today ’s posture, most of the other two true stories ca n’t come, and Wang Lu does n’t care. He sits on his seat at will, picks up the tea bowl on the small table, and takes a sip, waiting for the master to drive.
As soon as I sat down, I heard an old voice coming from the front.
"Very good, everyone is here, let's have a meeting."
Looking up, the elders of Tianjiantang, sitting together in the air in front of the square, sat cross-legged!
Wang Lu almost squirted out tea, shit, wait for me with the whole school! ?
You are too unprofessional as a leader! ? As a leader, you always have to come later, at least wait for the other miscellaneous soldiers to be here before you come again? You came here early, how can you make yourself feel better?
Fortunately, apart from Wang Lu, no one else paid much attention to this issue. Feng Yin lived for a while, then went straight to the subject.
"Today everyone is called, there is an important job to be arranged, it is about the practice of disciples, so the specific situation will be elder Liu Xian to explain to everyone."
Then sitting on the left side of Feng Yin, the elders of the Spirit Sword School said, "The notice about the new entry disciples going out to work. In order to further strengthen the construction of the talent team of the Spirit Sword School, and comprehensively enhance the overall strength of the disciples, The school is planning to carry out the training work for new entry disciples in the near future. The relevant plan has been studied and approved by the Tianjiantang Presbyterian Church. The notice is as follows ... "
Only listening to this beginning, Wang Lu couldn't help but spray the tea.
What the **** is this strange style of writing! ? Seems good acquaintance! ?
And seeing the strong doubts in Wang Lu ’s heart, an alien elder who sat halfway in the air explained Wang Lu very intimately through the method of transmitting voice to the secret: “This is the vernacular written within the Wanxian League in recent years. Sports, do n’t you know? You have n’t really participated in this kind of plenary meeting some time ago. In short, it is to eliminate those flashy styles and vigorously promote the vernacular. In particular, it is related to the classics of Gongfa, and the plain language is easy to use. Understand, describe the precise advantages, and facilitate the cultivation of a new generation of monks. The Spirit Sword School is one of the five must-dos of the Wanxian League. This is not to set a good example. So, a few years ago, this official document was written in vernacular. . "
Okay, do n’t need to say anything about Uncle Seamaster. Wang Lu has a deep understanding of the profound connotation and significance of the sport. In short, Wan Xianmeng has been peaceful for thousands of years. Chanting ...
In a few moments, Elder Liu Xian finished reading the notice, and the disciples in the square had already whispered, and they all showed excitement.
Even Wang Lu could n’t care about the vernacular movement and fell into deep contemplation.
The plan of going out for an experience planned by the elders of Tianjiantang is simply to let disciples below the base period of the school go down the mountain and travel to enhance their experience and consolidate their cultivation.
The scope of the experience is within Cangxi Prefecture-this is not unexpected. Because Cangxi Prefecture is the default sphere of influence of the Lingjian School, even though the school has always been negligent in management. And out of Cangxi, wherever you go, you will enter the boundaries of other schools, and then all kinds of troubles will arise, which is very disturbing.
As for the content of the experience, it is not necessary to go down the mountain to play casually. The second elder Liu Xian arranged the task very clearly: each disciple should write a report of more than 5,000 words according to the experience of the experience. The quality of the report It will directly affect the score of the school, and the high bonus points need not be mentioned. If the quality is too bad ... there is no upper limit for deduction.
The subject of the report, although there is no mandatory death limit, the school gave reference suggestions: on the relationship between Xianfan and the two realms.
This question is extremely large and excellent. The mainland of Kyushu is vast and immense, but in the final analysis, apart from the Immortal Realm, it is the mortal world, and the mortal world accounts for the vast majority of Kyushu. The monks seem to be high above, do not eat the fireworks on earth, but really leave the fireworks on the earth, and the immortal world is also a tree without roots ... It is just the truth, there are not many monks who can truly understand the relationship between the two realms.
And giving such a huge problem to a group of young teenagers who have n’t been familiar with it yet is also fancy that their practice time is short, their heart is unfinished, and their practice is not high, and it is not enough to want to be misty. With such conditions, mountain training will be an extremely precious experience.
Because of this, the training time is very long: one year.
However, for Wang Lu, these issues are not critical.
The key is: with this activity, he can finally go down the mountain reasonably and legally, and finally ...
Go home and see.
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In fact, when designing the plan, Tian Cetang deliberately took this into consideration. Let them go down the mountain to study the relationship between Xianfan and the Two Realms, in fact, it is also necessary for them to take this opportunity to cut off the dust.
Nothing is impossible, immortal. This sentence is not about playing. The main difference between a monk and a mortal is not the strength of strength, but the lifespan.
Even if the foundation is built successfully, the life span of the monk will be close to two hundred years, the virtual pill is three hundred, and the real man of the golden pill is properly four hundred years old-these are just the bottom line! The disciples bred by the ancient school, such as the Spirit Sword School, have a solid foundation, comprehensive qualities, and longer lifespan than the average value of the monks! Nowadays, many of these disciples during the practice period have a congenital longevity of more than one hundred and fifty. In this case, a problem will no longer be unavoidable.
Farewell to the life and death of relatives and friends in the world.
This experience is actually an opportunity for disciples to say goodbye to their relatives. Unfortunately, due to various conditions, it can only benefit disciples from Cangxi Prefecture. After the plan was announced, most of the disciples discussed this issue.
"Okay, these are the plans. Your departure time is at the beginning of next month, and there is less than a month. Just prepare for it. Especially those with the shortest entry time, you should step up your practice. The world under the mountain is not The mountain is so simple and comfortable. "
After explaining some simple precautions, Feng Yin lived to announce the adjournment of the meeting, and the discord of the disciples swelled loudly, and some were excited, while others were interested. Wang Lu did not respond too violently, but felt that there was an opportunity to return home, but it was not bad.
As for that report ... Haha, when are professional adventurers afraid to write a report? ! Not to mention going through a year of experience, even if he is allowed to write now, he can easily compile a rich report to confuse things.
So, just thinking of the small mountain village in the northeast corner of Gou'er Mountain, Wuhou County, Damingguo County, Cangxi Prefecture, Wang Lu's heart gradually warmed up.
What kind of problems, such as chopping off the dust, is too lazy to think about, as long as you know that you are going home soon ... it is enough.
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After the meeting, Wang Lu returned to the Wuxiangfeng's ugly room. Master was sitting right in the hall, drinking a small drink alone, still drinking hundreds of spirits and a pot of spirit wine, so he was not comfortable. To be put in peacetime, Wang Lu had already ridiculed. However, he was in a good mood today, and he was too lazy to care about her.
Master sees Wang Lu entering the house and whispers: "Oh, yes, did the swordsmanship be accomplished?"
Wang Lu was taken aback: "Can you see this?"
"Hum, the swordsman's sword skill is different, and his temperament is different. I can see how your temperament changes to know how you cultivate."
Where does Wang Lu believe such nonsense, sneer: "To be honest."
Wang Wuli was straight and confident: "I actually passed by when you were fighting swords with Aya."
"Fuck, then you blow a fart? Forget it, in short, I have exceeded your task, can I kill the Quartet next?"
"Exceeding a ghost, killing the Quartet? Just finished the third weightless sword, you have to go down?" Wang Wu hated the stone for nothing, "Did you listen to the idiot in the head, don't you guys? Helping the little bunny kids is going downhill to practice, do you really think this is fun? Really think that now this little bit can run across Kyushu? "
Wang Lu immediately made a face of self-confidence and repentance: "Master's lesson is really right. It is really golden jade words that make people feel uncomfortable. I really should n’t forget about it because of a little progress. Xianlu slowly, endlessly, Kyushu is even more heavenly ... "
This heartfelt remark can only be heard as Master ’s creeps, and the slightly brewed taste just disappeared. Naturally, the precious fairy wine that was drunk for the sake of nourishment is equivalent to feeding the dog.
"You ... what's wrong with you?"
Wang Lu ’s face changed again: "Master, we are so weak as apprentices, should you spend a lot of money to support one or two? Hahaha?"
"... Where can I find you heavy gold !? Heavy metals are almost the same!"
Wang Lu is also welcome: "You took all the belongings of Zhifeng's stupid donkey some time ago, don't tell me you sold out."
"Ridiculous!"
Wang Wu is of course not as impoverished as she is today, and she is as rich as her. Even the wine of hundreds of spirits can be drunk, but she still mocks the sly expression of Zhu Lu and looks up to despise Wang Lu.
Wang Lu then changed his face again, fell to his knees and hugged Master ’s thigh: "Let ’s be friends, are we okay?"
"Let go!"