Although this method of cultivation is very cool, combat effectiveness and spiritual power cultivation are not the same thing.
Some people have extremely high cultivation levels, but when they are really faced with danger, they cannot exert any strength at all, and can only die in regret in the end.
They can't be such fools.
Everyone was startled when Xin Jinrui reminded them.
"Yes, we have to keep up in actual combat!"
Because they were of equal strength, they would often repair the chain together, randomly fight in pairs, and feed each other's skills.
This type of training is too safe and can only be used as regular training.
After all, they won't kill others.
Without a sense of crisis, it is difficult to improve your strength.
Mu Shiyue was annoyed when he saw his disciples deciding to enter the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts and work hard in just a few words.
She wanted to say that she didn't mean that.
She really wanted to say that she just wanted them to slow down and take it slow.
However, facing the serious and enthusiastic faces of the crowd, she couldn't open her mouth for a moment.
"Master, don't worry. We understand your concerns!" Chu Jingzhuo said respectfully, "We will work hard!"
"..." Mu Shiyue's mouth twitched, "As long as you understand."
She still struggled desperately, "No matter what you do, you must pay attention to your body and don't rush it!"
"We will follow Master's teachings!" the disciples shouted in unison.
Mu Shiyue: "..."
Her emphasis was on "acting too hastily", but it was obvious that her disciples had different ideas from hers; they wanted to act more hastily.
“Ahhh~”
“Oh!”
"Moo~"
The cries of the cubs interrupted Mu Shiyue's sadness.
She looked up and saw that Little Tiger and Little Sesame were tangled together, and Alang next to them was trying anxiously to separate them.
At this moment, all of Mu Shiyue's depression and speechlessness disappeared.
I didn't keep a close eye on them and they started fighting again!
She didn't come forward, but just raised her voice and said, "Alang, drink milk!"
These words worked like magic, causing the two little ones to stop moving and look up at the same time.
"Alang, come here, let's drink milk!" Mu Shiyue waved to the calf.
"Moo~"
Alang looked at the two little ones who were no longer fighting, and decisively turned around and walked towards Mu Shiyue.
"Ah Lang, be good." Mu Shiyue touched its big head, "Let's go drink milk~!"
“Ahhh~”
“Oh!”
Little Zhima and Little Tiger stopped fighting and ran over quickly.
"There's no share for you." Mu Shiyue shook his finger at them coldly, smiling grimly, "Kids who fight won't get any milk!"
Xiao Zhima and Xiao Hubao were suddenly struck by lightning and looked at her in shock.
Mu Shiyue, who bullied the child, was in a good mood instantly.
Now that things have come to this, let’s do whatever we want!
She patted Alang's head and said, "Come on, Alang, let's go drink milk!"
"Moo~"
“Bing!”
“Ahhh!”
Even though Mu Shiyue said she would not give them milk, how could they just give up like that? They all surrounded her, whimpering and crying, and even wanted to roll around to act cute.
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