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After the two brothers Ling Yun and Ling Yong had a heart-to-heart talk, they were both thoughtful and harmonious, and after they chatted a few more words, they flew back to the big playground on campus.

At this time, the seventy-two people in the practice hall, after knowing that Ling Yun and Tie Xiaohu were coming, they couldn't bear it anymore for a long time, and all of them rushed out of the practice hall, most of them were naked, all of them were strong, the dragon spirit and the tiger were fierce, the tiger's eyes were shining, and their eyes were full of blazing eyes!

Seeing Ling Yun and Ling Yong appear on the big playground at the same time, seventy-two disciples knelt down at the same time: "Meet the big dragon head! Meet the master!"

Seventy-two voices are in unison, and the momentum is earth-shattering!

They worship Lingyun, naturally, and now, Lingyun has two titles in their mouths, the original Qinglong dragon dragon head, and the current master.

Ling Yun enjoyed this worship safely, he looked down at the large number of people who were kneeling on the ground, and couldn't help but smile: "Get up, you can only call the master in the future, and you can't call the big dragon head anymore." ”

"Yes, master!"

Only then did the seventy-two disciples all stand up, their eyes blazing at Ling Yun in pairs.

"After you came to the capital, because you couldn't put it at home, and there were a lot of things some time ago, so I let you come here to practice, you won't blame me, right?"

Ling Yun made an opening remark first, which immediately caused a burst of laughter.

The answer, of course, is no.

One of them shouted: "Master, we eat well, sleep well, and practice steadily, and we can't miss it!"

Ling Yun glanced at the person who spoke, it was Lu Wenlong, who was one meter eight tall and had a strong body, and there was already a faint momentum on his body.

"Lu Wenlong, get out of the ranks!"

Ling Yun shouted him out, and then immediately after: "Luo Yucheng, Meng Xueyi, Ma Qianjun, Xu Xiangdong, Wu Tengfei, all out of the ranks!"

It was the first six disciples to reach the seventh layer of the day after tomorrow.

The six people flew out in response, and all of them stood in a row, their faces full of excited expressions, because Ling Yun called their names, very excited.

Ling Yun looked at these six people and found that they were all sturdy and majestic, standing there like six tigers descending from the mountain, not to mention the joy in his heart.

"From today onwards, your seventy-two disciples will be divided into six groups, each group of twelve people, Lu Wenlong, Luo Yucheng...... Six of you will be the leaders of six groups!"

"If anyone can't manage their own group well, and someone in the group is left behind by other groups, he will be punished when the time comes!"

In order to save Ling Xiao and Ling Yong trouble in the future, Ling Yun began to arrange, first grouping them into groups and selecting team leaders for daily management.

After all, Ling Xiao and Ling Yong could help Ling Yun teach them martial arts and urge them to cultivate, but they couldn't stay with them day and night.

In this way, it will naturally be much more convenient in the future.

When Lu Wenlong heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, and all of them had smiles on their faces, they looked at each other, but they instantly thought that each other would be their competitors in the future, and they couldn't help but snort at the same time and turned their heads.

With grouping, there will be comparison, and naturally there will be competition, and Ling Yun's move is guaranteed to allow them to scramble to cultivate in the future and urge the people in the same group.

Ling Xiao on the side saw it, couldn't help but smile and nodded secretly, saying in his heart that his son really did something, and he would never disappoint.

In the past ten years, the Ling family has been trained by him and Cui Lao, and Ling Xiao certainly has a set of effective management training methods, but this is just the beginning, and he has not yet implemented it.

Ling Yun raised his hand and pointed at the six people in front of him: "Don't be too complacent about the six of you, if one day, you are surpassed by the other sixty-six people, then I will immediately change your identity as the team leader and replace it with someone else, do you understand?!"

"Master rest assured, this is absolutely impossible!"

This time it was Ma Qianjun who was the first to speak, his eyes were full of confidence, and he had the momentum of sweeping away Qianjun, and he was not afraid to make a sound at all because Ling Yun was their master.

For this, Ling Yun didn't care at all, because he was selected layer by layer, so dedicated, what he wanted was jackals, tigers and leopards who dared to fight, if they were too scared to speak in front of him, then Ling Yun would be really disappointed.

"Yes! I hope you can do what you say!"

Ling Yun smiled, even if the grouping was completed, then he turned his head and said to his father Ling Xiao: "Father, before they reach the peak of the ninth layer of the day after tomorrow, at most, they can only use the quenching liquid to quench their bodies in the medicinal bath, and no other pills will be issued." ”

Ling Xiao knew that Ling Yun was worried that giving them the pill in advance would help them grow and be detrimental to these disciples, so he nodded with a smile and said, "Yun'er, don't worry, their cultivation is well known to my father." ”

Ling Yun turned his head and looked at the seventy-two disciples again: "Then now, you guys will automatically group up first, and whoever you want to enter will automatically stand behind him." ”

As a result, Ling Yun didn't finish a word, and the playground was immediately chaotic, Luo Yucheng and Ma Qianjun were all robbing people, and they were blushing and thick-necked one by one, and no one would let anyone.

This is a martial arts school, after grouping, they will definitely have a competition between each group, fight in the ring, and even conduct team battles between groups, which is related to rankings and rewards and punishments, can they not rob people?

Ling Yun didn't bother to care about this, just smiled and watched, letting them scramble, completely following the concept of respecting the strong.

However, in addition to these six high-level ones, the remaining sixty-six people, although they have not yet broken through the seventh layer of the day after tomorrow, are all in the realm of the sixth layer of the day after tomorrow, and the strength of the realm is not far behind.

After another period of commotion, ten minutes later, the six groups of people were finally all ready, standing in six columns, waiting for Ling Yun to continue the lecture.

I saw Ling Yun say slowly: "You all show me a good look." ”

After speaking, Ling Yun's mind moved, and the green shadow flying sword rushed out of his body, instantly turning into a cyan sword one foot wide and two meters long, shining with a blue light in the sun, stagnating the void!

Ling Yun flew up, and then Edgeworth flew, first the speed was not fast, and he made two large circles in the air on the playground, and then he accelerated suddenly, urging the flying sword to shuttle like lightning, and flew back and forth in the blink of an eye in the teaching building and the dormitory building, and finally hung in the same place, two meters above the ground.

Except for Ling Xiao and Mo Wudao, those present at the moment, including Tie Xiaohu, Ling Feng and Ling Xue, and of course, the seventy-two disciples, were all dumbfounded.

Of course, Tie Xiaohu knew that Ling Yun could fly with the sword, and Ling Feng was the same as him, on the eighth night, he saw Ling Yun with the sword falling from the sky, but it was only that once, and he had never seen it again, let alone seen Ling Yun fly like this, so after these two people saw it, they were also shocked!

Among all of them, the most fierce reaction was, of course, Ling Xue and the seventy-two disciples, all of them were dumbfounded, one by one, their eyes were wide and round, and their mouths were open enough to stuff a duck egg!

"Wow, brother, you really know how to fly!"

It took Ling Xue a long time to come back to her senses, and she was so excited that her heart was about to jump out, and she exclaimed.

Ling Yun turned his head, winked at Ling Xue, and said in a secret voice: "As long as you cultivate well, you will be in the future." ”

Ling Xue was so happy that she almost fainted.

"Have you seen it, as long as you are not afraid of hardships and cultivate hard, one day, each of you will be like me, not only powerful, but also able to fly like a god!"

Ling Yun's voice was not loud at the moment, but after he performed that time, and now that Edgeworth was in the air, every word he said was heavily knocked on everyone's heart, and it was simply deafening!

The seventy-two disciples of the Immortal Medicine Sect felt their hearts pounding wildly, almost jumping out, they were all breathing heavily, they were so shocked, they never dreamed of this.

Especially Luo Yucheng, Ma Qianjun and the other six people, they stared at the flying sword that Ling Yun stepped on, they didn't even dare to blink their eyes, and they couldn't take their eyes off at all.

"Master, we are not afraid of hardship!"

Seventy-two people roared together, and their voices resounded through the sky.

"Okay, just don't be afraid of hardship. Ling Yun nodded, and then he asked with a smile: "That, today is the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is about to be, if any of you want to go back to Qingshui's hometown for the holiday, you can bring it up with me now, I can arrange a holiday, and let you go home for the holiday." ”

Lingyun is very "generous" and thinks very "thoughtfully", reflecting the humanistic care of the master.

It's just that this thoughtfulness came after he finished performing Edgeworth's flight.

With their current terrifying cultivation speed, they may be left behind if they delay for a few hours, and if they go home for a few days, they will not be left behind?

"Listen to my group, who dares to go home for the holidays, and when you come back, you can go wherever you like, anyway, don't enter Lao Tzu's group!"

"Whoever dares to go home, I'll break his three legs!"

......

Luo Yucheng, Lu Wenlong, Ma Qianjun and others, one by one, were in a hurry, and threatened the people in their own group, and even swear words came out.

After all, they are from Qinglong, but they are not good students.

In fact, they didn't need to be in a hurry at all, because no one was willing to go home at all, and Ling Yun's sword flight completely aroused the spirit of these people.

"In that case, then everyone will call home to say goodbye, and then this Mid-Autumn Festival, let's all spend it here, I will spend it with you!"

The last sentence immediately caused a burst of enthusiastic cheers, but Ling Yun immediately said again: "But I am leaving the capital on August 13, so this Mid-Autumn Festival, we can only pass it in advance, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, just tonight!"

Now, in the hearts of these seventy-two people, Ling Yun is no different from an immortal, as long as he comes, it will be like a festival for these people, who cares which day?

So, that night, Lingyun and the others were really in this martial arts school, accompanied by seventy-two disciples, and celebrated a Mid-Autumn Festival in advance, and everyone drank wine and ate meat in the cafeteria, and had a good time.

These disciples were reluctant to let him go, so Ling Yun simply stayed here that night, carefully instructed them to cultivate, and did not favor one over the other, and answered all questions.

Because these people will be his own soldiers in the future, and they will be the real descendants!

As a result, Ling Yun stayed in this martial arts school for two whole days, eating and living with these people, carefully guiding them, and enhancing their feelings, and in two days, he had already written down all the names of these seventy-two people.

Two days later, on the morning of the 11th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, Ling Yun had breakfast with everyone, and then left the martial arts school and returned to the capital under the reluctant gaze of the seventy-two disciples.

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