"Then you go down and join them." Xie Chuxue expressed her understanding and stretched out her hand to pull him inside.
"..." Xue Yu: "Why should I join in?" During previous training, he wasn't even allowed to play with the dog, so there's no reason for him to get beaten up this time.
He gradually realized that Xie Chuxue was not joking, because Xie Chuxue was really capable of doing such an outrageous thing as letting an alchemy cultivator join the training.
"Only you and Ye Qiao are busy in Penglai. How can you rescue your fellow disciples without good physical strength?" He said in a brisk voice, "Hurry up, hurry up, move."
After saying this, without waiting for him to argue, Xie Chuxue kicked him into the battlefield.
Xue Yu, who was forced to join, just wanted to live with a smile. He relied on his body skills to dodge these flying spheres with various spiritual root attributes. He felt that the situation on the battlefield at that time was not as chaotic as it is now.
"Look at me, I'm going to make a flying dive!"
After Mu Chongxi was ready, he rushed over and tried to make the little prince understand who was the boss in the world of cultivation.
When the little prince saw his ferocious face and the man rushing towards him with bared fangs and claws, he was frightened and reflexively kicked him in the abdomen, hitting him so hard that he fell into the rockery and couldn't get out.
Mu Chongxi was of course not convinced. He rushed forward again in anger, but this time he pounced into Ao Li's fist with his face and was knocked away again.
He lay on the ground and hammered the ground, declaring that his revenge had failed.
Xie Chuxue who witnessed this scene: "..."
The little prince showed a confused expression, and then an expression as if he had learned a new trick, "Your big sect is really amazing. You can actually use your face to attack my fist! So this can also be used as a means of attack?"
Ye Qiao: “…”
Zhou Xingyun: “…”
The eldest senior brother tilted his head and whispered to Ye Qiao: "Don't learn from him in the future."
"Wait." Xue Yu was the first to react: "Don't learn this randomly!!" This stupid fighting method is not worth learning.
He made a perfect flying dive, but was ruthlessly kicked away. Mu Chongxi became withdrawn.
"Hahaha. Flying Dive? Why don't you call this move Fierce Pig Attack?" Mingxuan was stunned for a few seconds when he saw him being knocked away. He even forgot to dodge the flying ball. He grinned and pointed at Mu Chongxi and mocked him without any hesitation.
Mu Chongxi, whose head was stuck in the rockery, turned his head away and said, "Hmph."
Ye Qiao thought that sometimes people should not be too stubborn. The dragon clan competes in strength, and the few of them combined may not be enough to defeat them.
She was able to gain the upper hand by suppressing him in terms of realm, but the eldest senior brother was so light that he couldn't be touched at all.
Mu Chongxi's realm is not as high as Ye Qiao's, and his speed cannot match that of the senior brother. He only has a unique talent in swordsmanship. Although he has a chance of winning over Ye Qiao and the others in a battle of strength, the person in front of him is the prince of the dragon clan.
I really can’t beat him.
I was taught a lesson several times on the spot.
Xie Chuxue stepped lightly onto the rockery, bent down to admire it for two seconds, curved her eyes, laughed twice, and dug out Mu Chongxi whose head was stuck in the rockery.
"Train, train, keep going."
You have to accept it.
Do they dare to go against the dragon race in terms of strength alone? That's impossible.
Ye Qiao was still watching Mu Chongxi's play when a fireball suddenly hit her abdomen. The burning sensation spread, and she quickly extinguished it with a water-controlling talisman, "The hope of the national football team, Third Brother."
It would have been better if the shot wasn't directed at her.
Ye Qiao was no longer idle. He pinched the talisman with his fingertips, drew the lightning, and the lightning ball shot towards him. A ball of light purple light refracted down at a rapid speed.
If they can shoot accurately with this thing, they are considered awesome. If they fail to shoot accurately, it will be an accident and may easily injure other disciples. As a result, the back mountain has been cleared during the day for three months.
The fireball was okay during training, but the difficult one was the wind ball. How could the senior brother's ball cut her hair?
The wind is invisible, and it seems to wrap around everything in all directions, making it airtight.
The wind attribute is very difficult to deal with and cannot be broken. If you really dare to touch it with your legs, her legs will be broken in the next second.
It can't be kicked away, it can't be cut off. It's everywhere.
Ye Qiao couldn't touch the sword, so he waved his fist and used the strong wind brought by it to change the direction of the wind ball, trying to protect his precious hair.
Mingxuan was amazed to find that they could still do this, and he started to learn it in an imitative manner. Although they lacked strength, they could use talismans to fight back.
Xue Yu could only be chased the whole time.
For a moment, the scene was very chaotic, extremely chaotic.
However, no matter whether it was fire, wind or lightning, these three sets of attributes came down, and after three months of training, when they finished training and left the back mountain together, their bodies were all in tatters.
After one night of training, they all became beggars.
Qin Fanfan, who came to observe, coughed twice and couldn't bear to watch: "Wear the sect uniform during training next time."
At least Zongfu is immune to water and fire, so he won't be easily tortured into this state.
Today is the last day of training, and they will set off tomorrow. Xie Chuxue was originally planning to say a few more words, but just as she opened her mouth, she found that these people had already found a place to lie down and sleep after the training.
Zhou Xingyun ran up a tree and fell asleep, while Ye Qiao and Mu Chongxi leaned against each other like two close cats.
The remaining Mingxuan and Xue Yu just curled up in the pit created by the explosion and fell asleep.
Xie Chuxue gradually fell silent and waved her hand to ask Qin Fanfan to be quiet.
"It's true that young people don't know the taste of sorrow." Xie Chuxue said softly, "He fell asleep as soon as he said he would."
He didn't have time to say what he wanted to say. He discussed it with Qin Fanfan and whispered, "Take them back."
It's not a good idea to sleep here directly, and it's indeed very tiring. Qin Fanfan shook Mu Chongxi, and felt a little annoyed to see the two of them leaning against each other, so she pulled him apart roughly and made room for Ye Qiao.
After realizing that she couldn't wake Mu Chongxi up, Qin Fanfan simply pulled Mu Chongxi, with Mu Chongxi in her left hand and Xue Yu in her right hand, and also dragged Zhou Xingyun along.
Xie Chuxue bent down and carried Ye Qiao on her back, and also dragged Mingxuan back to their yard.
After bringing everyone back, Xie Chuxue always felt that they seemed to have forgotten something.
Oh, after these disciples finished their training, they forgot to fill the hole in the back mountain.
I hope the inner disciples who are training tonight are all safe.
Xie Chuxue prayed for them sincerely.
After nightfall, the disciples who were training at night went out one after another. The training grounds during the day and afternoon were occupied by the disciples themselves, so they could only travel at night. As a result, a group of disciples walked a few steps together, turned their heads and found that their fellow disciples behind them were gone.
This is undoubtedly a ghost story late at night.
Just when they were feeling creepy and thought it was haunted, they looked down and found that the other person had fallen into a pit.
He subconsciously tried to pull it, but just after moving two steps to the left, he fell into the pit.
One after another, they fell into the pit, and hundreds of inner disciples disappeared visibly.
You fell in, he fell in, and in a moment it became the back mountain of tonight, with densely packed pits filled with inner disciples who fell in innocently.
Someone shouted: "Who the hell is this? Why are you staying up late at night to dig a trap to harm us?!"
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