Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 125: Go with brother and have meat to eat
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Bai Zimo, who has been by the side, also took a step forward and stood to the front, his voice sinking slightly, "Then you will also build the foundation for the three, so how can this be."
As the voice fell, the momentum suddenly repeated. If it was like a sword that had been polished for a long time, then it was more like a sword out of its sheath, with sharpness all over the body.
Among the three, the one who hates Zhao Jiuge the most is undoubtedly this Bai Zimo, but after a year of growth, Bai Zimo can better bury this resentment in his heart, not on the surface, because he knows the surface after all It's the surface, the ultimate goal is to achieve the results he wants. Zhao Jiuge has been blacklisted in his heart, and it is nothing more than time to clean him up.
"Tell you not to waste time anymore. It is a dream to want us to be cannon fodder behind you. We only have three foundations, but if you want to see what can be done, you will know if you try. Blocking the way, don’t blame me for being dead and breaking the net. The big deal is that I will not participate in this training camp. I will also fight with you so that you will not be able to participate. I believe you will not be better then." Zhao Jiuge has completely lost his patience and does not want to be with you. These people talk nonsense, and their violent shouts echoed in the square of Xuantian Peak.
It seems to be fulfilling what Zhao Jiuge said. Leng Rufeng and Luo Xie also stepped forward and stood on the left and right of Zhao Jiuge, facing each other with Bai Zimo, Mu Zijun, and Scar. . The group of teenagers behind him also followed up, one by one, spiritual power emerged, and the aura exploded.
The atmosphere on the court suddenly repeated. The female disciples and the dozens of people watching the excitement on the side quickly avoided the distance in a panic, for fear that the two gangs would hit them.
The scene in front of him was far beyond Mu Zijun's expectation. For a while, his face was deep and he kept thinking in his heart, considering the consequences of the current outbreak, and finally had to give up this idea. He also taboo today. Get a dead fish and break the net, otherwise this training camp will be fine.
"Zhao Jiuge, don't be too early, it will be long in the future." Mu Zijun threw down these words and turned around.
Raise the right arm and wave down at the same time, shouting loudly, "Let’s go and discuss the training camp."
Following Mu Zijun's movements, Scar and Bai Zimo took a deep look at Zhao Jiuge before turning and leaving with their gloomy faces.
Afterwards, thirty or forty children from aristocratic families also left with the crowd to discuss how to capture the flag during the training camp.
For a while, the originally lively Xuantianfeng Square suddenly left a half of the people. Some people around did not see the excitement, and whispered quietly. After looking at Zhao Jiuge's direction from time to time, Also left one after another.
Only 20 or 30 people, including Zhao Jiuge, have not left.
"Jiu Ge, how are we going to do it in half a month, are we still spreading out together?" Leng Rufeng asked solemnly, and while speaking, he took a deep look at the majestic Bai Qingqing, this one today The girl subverted his impression and gave him a good impression of this girl. It's not just him, but presumably the poor people behind him all have the same idea. Today, Bai Qingqing's actions have won their respect.
"You go back and practice hard first. When the training starts, I have my own arrangements." Looking at the familiar faces around, looking at himself with a little excitement and hope, Zhao Jiuge deeply feels what is on his shoulder pressure.
As if not wanting to disappoint these teenagers like himself, Zhao Jiuge chuckled lightly, "When the time comes, you can just follow me, go with me and have some meat."
A word suddenly made the eyes of these teenagers hot, and at the same time they showed a long-lost smile.
"Okay, you all go back to practice, work harder, the higher your cultivation base will be. See you during the half-month training camp, Luo Xie, you have to hurry to break through the foundation building realm." Zhao Jiuge's expression began to be a little serious and serious. Up.
Luo Xie nodded in sympathy, and Leng Rufeng took a group of people away. Even when they left, they had already passed Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing. These teenagers turned their heads from time to time and looked back at them. , And with a trace of ill-intentioned ambiguous eyes.
In a blink of an eye, only Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing were left in the Xuantianfeng Square of Nuo Da, seeing everyone leaving, Zhao Jiuge turned his head and looked at Bai Qingqing next to him, feeling the comfortable softness of his right hand Feeling, Zhao Jiuge also stroked twice while enjoying, quite a bit contemplative, but in the next moment, his whole body was agitated.
"Are you comfortable?" Bai Qingqing raised her head, looking at Zhao Jiuge who was less than a foot away with her delicate face close at hand, with a sweet and charming smile on her face.
"Well, comfortable." Zhao Jiuge subconsciously agreed with a ghost, but immediately he reacted, his face changed quickly, let go of his right hand, and his left foot moved a step away from Bai Qingqing.
"Om..."
I don't know when, the faintly blue fluorescent Fenghua appeared in Bai Qingqing's hands. Bai Qingqing continued to maintain that attractive smile, "Why don't you feel comfortable, why don't you just let it go so soon?"
Zhao Jiuge looked at Bai Qingqing's graceful figure intently, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. At the age of seventeen, he already knew about men and women, but he hadn't tried the forbidden fruit yet. He squeezed his face and groaned for a long time. Later, it seemed that he had plucked up the courage, and said in a resolute manner, "It's not that I don't want to touch it, I also want to continue touching it, but I don't have the guts. If you allow it, it doesn't matter if I touch it."
After speaking, Zhao Jiuge laughed presumptuously. After molesting Bai Qingqing, he immediately turned and ran away without looking back.
"Zhao Jiuge! I think you are getting fatter and fatter now. If you don't clean up for a few days, you will be itchy. Give you some sunshine and you will be bright. Give you some color and you will want to come to the dyeing workshop." Bai Qingqing's angry shout came.
Zhao Jiuge didn't turn his head back, but the steps under him moved faster. After running a certain distance from Bai Qingqing, he quickly drove the Qingmei sword and the Yujian flew into the air.
At this time, Zhao Jiuge saw that his chest was ups and downs because of his anger, like a turbulent Bai Qingqing, and smiled triumphantly, "Go back to practice, and see you in training."
Bai Qingqing in the square looked at Zhao Jiuge, who was still embarrassed at first, and now with a smirk on his face, Zhao Jiuge, who was starting to be proud, didn't bother to catch up.
When the figure of Zhao Jiuge who was walking away completely disappeared, he was already aggressive and his face was stained with a blushing Bai Qingqing, and he burst out laughing.
Suddenly, the smile was like a flower, just like a brilliant summer flower.
The eyes are full of thoughts and memories. Bai Qingqing doesn't even know she herself. The corners of her mouth evoke a big arc, and the smile from the heart is as warm as the sun.
Fortunately, there is no one in Xuantianfeng Square at this moment. No one can appreciate this scene.
The breeze blew up, blowing the hem of Bai Qingqing's white feather gauze dress, gently swaying, but the girl was caught in the memory and did not leave for a long time.
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Zhao Jiuge, who was thinking about everything along the way, drove the flying sword and quickly returned to his residence. He thought he hadn't come back yet, and Luo Xie, who was continuing to discuss the training camp, had already practiced cross-legged quietly on his wooden bed. .
I remembered Luo Xie's lazy look when he first started, and fell asleep shortly after it was built, which is a huge contrast with the present.
Years are really a pig-killing knife. Not only can the fungus be black, the loquat is red, and the plantain is green, even a person's nature can slowly be sharpened.
With the urgency of time, everyone could not help but hurry up to practice. In fact, for this training camp, how to lead the 20 or 30 young people to participate in this training, Zhao Jiuge has no particularly good ideas in his heart, just thinking about leaving. Step by step.
Now he has great confidence in his own strength. The only regret is that the armor could not be refined before the training. More importantly, he does not have a sharp flying sword in his hand.
Otherwise, he would have the confidence to fight against those disciples of the aristocracy, even if the realm was higher than himself. We must know that this training camp does not restrict what everyone can use. Which of those family members does not have one or two magic weapons that are used as trump cards?
However, Zhao Jiuge’s greatest reliance now is the practice of Fa Jue Sanskrit Eucharist. With the passage of time, the number of times of practice has increased. Zhao Jiuge likes this method more and more. Every time it reaches a certain level, the Sanskrit Eucharist will bring different changes. He believes that if he continues to practice, he will definitely be able to dig out. The real secret of the Sanskrit Eucharist.
Thinking of the Sanskrit Eucharist, Zhao Jiuge's brows frowned subconsciously. Now he faintly feels that he is going to break through the late stage of foundation building. On the third day, the golden patterned wandering dragon has not yet been cultivated. There are still thirteen days before the training. Before this, you have to try to cultivate the third golden pattern dragon, or face the top disciples of the other two peaks, Zhao Jiuge will be a little tricky to deal with.
Sitting on the bed cross-legged, Zhao Jiuge’s chest revealed aura, and nearly two thousand spiritual stones were suddenly taken out of the storage ring. With the Sanskrit Eucharist practice to the later stage, a golden pattern tour was condensed. The dragon is getting harder and harder, and the conditions are even harsher in the later stages.
Two days ago, the golden-patterned wandering dragon only took time to condense, but the last time it took hundreds of spirit stones, it was unsuccessful. This time, Zhao Jiuge's eyes were firm. He didn't believe that he could smash the spirit stone and he couldn't condense the third golden patterned dragon.
Looking at the spirit stones around his chest, Zhao Jiuge then slowly closed his eyes, preparing to start practicing with the method of the Sanskrit Eucharist.
In the room, the two of them were cultivating quietly, and the fluctuation of spiritual power gradually spread, and at the same time it became more concentrated.
Zhao Jiuge ran Fajue frantically ingesting the spiritual power in the air, and began to concentrate his attention on the third golden-patterned swimming dragon. He failed because of the influx of spiritual power in his body and failed again and again, but Zhao Jiuge still has no emotion in his eyes, and he will start over again after failing once.
Finally, because of the increase in the number of attempts, I had to use the spiritual power in the spirit stone to speed up the pace.
When the two were practicing, in the Xuantian Temple not far away, several figures were also discussing matters during the training camp.
"Brother Master, each peak used to complete the training alone. Why are the three peaks together in this year's disciples? And the other two peaks have received a few talented little guys this time. Except for those sent from aristocratic families, the disciples relied on the family's background and their own strength was not that great. When the time comes, our Xuantianfeng disciple should raise their hands and hit us in the face."
Cleared in a white dress, Jian Wuxuan asked in a puzzled manner, the owner Dan Fengyan, whose sword brows were slightly more delicate than many women.
Zhangjiao Jian Wuxin stood with her back to them, with her hands behind her back, her vicissitudes of life were full of smiles, and the corners of her mouth evoked the incomprehension facing the junior, but they laughed.
This made Jian Wuxuan even more puzzled. From time to time, he looked at Jian Wuxin, and from time to time he turned his head to look at Jian Wuxie, who was covered in black robe with a dull expression on his face.
Jian Wuxie's eyes didn't make waves. It seemed that nothing could arouse his interest. A man lowered his head slightly thinking about what was on his mind, and ordinary statues were generally motionless.
Jian Wuxuan is the youngest among the three senior brothers. He couldn't bear his temper. When he saw the two senior brothers staring at him, he ignored him, and simply curled his lips and didn't say anything.
At this time, Jian Wuxin, who was gazing at the distant scenery of Xuantian Peak, finally turned his body, a purple dress full of majesty and nobility, but when he was wearing a white and tender young man, his eyes were so vicissitudes and looked a little strange.
"Do you know why the master passed the position of master instructor to me instead of you."
Jian Wuxie, who kept his head down slightly, not interested in any movement, raised his eyelids and looked at Jian Wuxin.
Even Jian Wuxuan, who was still pouring his mouth just now, looked interested, his eyes gleaming with curiosity.