Chapter 87: Blue-Eyed Monkey
The disciples who were working hard to clean up the battlefield over there didn't feel happy for long when they heard a commotion in the dense forest not far away. After a while, everyone saw a group of monsters rushing towards them quickly. Yes, another group of monsters. Everyone was shocked. A quick glance saw that there were at least hundreds of monsters this time. After they saw the situation on the opposite side clearly, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Although there were a lot of monsters rushing towards them this time, fortunately, they didn't have a third-level monster leading them this time, otherwise they would not have the strength to kill a third-level monster, and then they would have to die here. The two captains glanced at the disciples behind them, and the two of them looked at each other and instantly understood each other's thoughts.
He immediately ordered the disciples behind him, "Team one, follow me and go to the periphery to resist the attacks of the monsters, and team two, retreat to the inner circle and be on guard for the time being." The eighteen people behind him were shocked at the same time, and quickly divided into two groups without hesitation. This group of people immediately formed a circle. As soon as the disciples on the periphery were ready, they started fighting with the group of monsters running towards them. These disciples actually knew that their master uncle Leng was watching them on the side, but they didn't want their master uncle to help. You know, the consequences of asking their master uncle for help are not something they can bear.
I still remember the last time Team Five went out on a mission, they encountered two third-level green-eyed monkeys. Because the disciples were too nervous at the time, they didn't have time to react and two of them were scratched and lost their combat capability. The remaining disciples immediately became a mess. In less than a quarter of an hour, the group was beaten by the two green-eyed monkeys and none of them had any ability to fight back. They could only desperately use talismans to temporarily slow down the attacks of the green-eyed monkeys.
Until the end, when they had used up all the talismans in their hands and were about to be killed by the blue-eyed monkey, Leng Youran could no longer bear it and asked Yun Shang to rescue them.
However, the team was taught a lesson over the next two days. Remember what they said when they came back? It turned out that during those two days, Uncle Leng had Yun Shang constantly summoning monsters behind them until they could no longer generate any spiritual power. Everyone came back in a state of disarray, barely able to walk. Sometimes, when Yun Shang was unhappy, she would personally train them, leaving them with countless wounds, large and small. They were severely abused by Yun Shang for two consecutive days, but Yun Shang knew in her heart that although they were injured, their lives were not in danger, and they would not be left with any hidden diseases. So, they never wanted Yun Shang to train them personally again, as that would be too terrifying.
Thinking of this, the spiritual power emitted by their men became even more ferocious. For a while, a group of people and a group of monsters were fighting fiercely. Soon, the spiritual power of the disciples on the periphery was exhausted. The cultivators on the inner circle instantly threw out the talismans in their hands, temporarily slowing down the attacks of the monsters, which gave them time to replace.
Time passed quietly amid the sounds of fighting. Three hours later, more than a hundred monsters were finally killed by the twenty of them. They were so tired that they lay on the ground and had no strength to move. At this moment, Leng Youran slowly flew down from the tree next to him, and said to those who were lying on the ground in a miserable state with a smile, "How do you feel today? Does it feel exciting? Do you want Yun Shang to give you another wave?" The disciples lying on the ground didn't dare to fall to the ground anymore. They quickly got up from the ground. Leng Youran couldn't help but smile at the speed at which they got up. As soon as they got up, they wailed, "Uncle Leng, please don't! Another wave will kill people. Good uncle, just bypass us! We know we were wrong, and we won't dare to do it again." They knew that they didn't clean up the scene quickly and prepare to leave, which made Uncle Leng angry this time.
Leng Youran was immediately amused by them. Seeing that they had no strength to fight anymore, she scolded with a smile, "If you don't want another wave, then why don't you clean up the battlefield quickly? Don't you want to go back?" As soon as she finished speaking, the group of Qi training disciples suddenly became excited. Yes! How could they forget that there were still so many spoils that had not been put away! One by one, they immediately became energetic and began to clean up the battlefield as if they had been injected with chicken blood. Half an hour later, the group returned to the open space and met up with the people waiting there. The monks who stayed behind couldn't help but mourn for them. How did they offend Uncle Leng? Why were they abused by Uncle Leng again? Sigh! There was a second of silence for them, and the group of people who came back looked at their gloating expressions and knew why they looked at them like that. It's okay, Uncle Leng said that it will be their turn tomorrow, we are not in a hurry and we are not angry, so this group of people entered the formation without saying a word, sat down cross-legged in silence and began to practice. Only they knew about their own affairs. On this day, two of the twenty people broke through the bottleneck, and the cultivators around them just thought that they were just lucky and just reached the edge of a breakthrough, so it was such a coincidence that they broke through today.
Only they themselves know this because their overall cultivation has improved a lot.
The next day, Leng Youran took twenty people out for training. Only then did they know how those people felt yesterday. Only then did they realize how easy it was for them to go out for training in the past few days.
It turned out that today when Leng Youran took them out, there were no monsters like yesterday. This time, Leng Youran's three spirit beasts personally went into battle. Hongyi, Chiyan, and Jifeng attacked together, and their uncle Leng ordered them not to use talismans and could only attack with spiritual power.
Moreover, they were asked to take turns attacking and could only retreat when their spiritual power was exhausted. They had a really miserable day, and each of them was severely beaten by the three spiritual beasts.
What made them even more indignant was that if anyone of the three spirit beasts could beat them hard enough, their Uncle Leng would give them a pill as a reward. And those pills weren't just low-grade pills; each one was a top-grade pill of grade six or above. They were filled with envy, wishing they were those spirit beasts. The world was truly miserable, and humans were worse than spirit beasts. It was truly heartbreaking! It was almost dark when they finally returned to the open space.
The disciple who had experienced the same thing yesterday just glanced at them indifferently, closed his eyes and began to meditate without saying anything.
Leng Youran, the disciple who returned today, also gave each of them a healing pill and an explosive spirit pill, and then let them go to meditate. Fang Yu saw how miserable these people looked, and sat next to Leng Youran and asked with a sly grin, "Youran! What on earth did you do to them? They look so miserable, as if you had severely tortured them.
"It makes me feel a little bit sorry to see this. You don't know that they have been forcing themselves to come back these two days." Leng Youran smiled slightly and said helplessly, "I have no choice! The order given to me from the sect is that everyone I bring out must achieve something in cultivation and combat effectiveness. If one of them does not grow, he must always follow me. If I don't train them like this and squeeze out all their potential, what else can I do! Alas!" Fang Yu was helpless when he heard him say this, and Liu Yao and the other two standing aside nodded. Zhang Hua thought for a while and said, "Junior Sister Leng, I think we can't just let them fight like this all the time, they also have to learn other skills." Leng Youran nodded.
After thinking for a while, he said to the three of them, "Actually, I've watched them fight these days. There are big problems with their way of fighting. Their moves are all big and wide, and most of their spiritual energy is wasted. Starting from now, let them rest for a few days, and then the four of us will take turns talking about our experience in cultivation, especially in combat. Since they have followed us out, let's make them feel that their trip is worthwhile. What do you think, brothers and sisters?" Liu Yao and the other two nodded at the same time. The mission they received was not bad. The sect's mission was to bring these disciples out for three months of training, unlike Leng Youran who was given a death order.
However, they also agreed with Leng Youran's idea, because the more the cultivation of these disciples increased, the more rewards they would get.
Seeing that they all agreed, Leng Youran started to build a fire and started to barbecue. The group of disciples watching were very envious. Ever since they had eaten the barbecue given by Uncle Leng last time, they could never forget the taste. They all swallowed their saliva desperately.
Leng Youran found them very strange and funny. She took out five large plates made of bamboo and five jars of spirit wine from her storage ring, and then took out a storage bag specially for monster meat. After filling the five plates, she called several captains over: "You five come here and take this and divide it among yourselves. Also, take these jars of spirit wine and drink them!" After doing all this, Leng Youran and Fang Yu began to roast meat again, but she distributed the meat she roasted to the six spirit beasts surrounding her. It took her two hours to feed them. She put away the others and left Lieyan to help them guard the formation.
The night passed in the blink of an eye, and the sky gradually turned pale. Leng Youran left with two teams. He did this for several days in a row. They would leave at dawn and return with their men just as it was getting dark. Without exception, they would leave in good order and return in a mess.
After another seven days, he stopped taking people out for training. Leng Youran began to recall the performance of this group of people during this period and began to give one-on-one guidance based on their strengths and weaknesses.
Teach them how to play to their strengths, how to maximize their strengths, teach them how to improve their weaknesses. Even if they cannot improve their weaknesses, they can cleverly use the strengths of their teammates to make up for their own weaknesses.
The preaching lasted for a full seven days. Not only did Leng Youran explain his own experience to them, but Fang Yu and the other two also talked about their experiences in cultivation over the years, hoping to help these disciples. Looking at these disciples who were now working hard to absorb the cultivation experience, she remembered that she was the same when she first entered the sect. She was like a dry sponge, trying hard to absorb knowledge that she had never been exposed to. She still remembered the first time she went to the preaching hall in the sect, and it was also when Senior Brother Mo Yang rarely went to preach in the outer sect. The reason why she remembered it so clearly was because of what Senior Brother Mo Yang said: Fighting is not just about releasing more and more spiritual power, which means you are powerful. That is just a cowardly act of bravery. The more you do this, the faster you lose. So the first thing we must do is to learn to control our spiritual power.
When you can release as much spiritual power as you want, you will have a lot more spiritual power. For example, if your opponent is a cultivator with a lower cultivation level than you, and you still use all your spiritual power to attack, wouldn't that be a waste? If you can control your spiritual power and always attack with a little more spiritual power than him, wouldn't you be able to save a lot of spiritual power?
Leng Youran thought about her experience in the lecture hall, and then she slowly told everyone the experience she had gained from Senior Brother Mo Yang and integrated it with her own experience.
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