Shushan Sword School.

The sword idiot was sitting cross-legged on a raised stone on the edge of the cliff to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and below him was an abyss that could not be seen at a distance, and the wind howled in the abyss, like a terrible ghost roaring.

"What's going on? Why do you feel uneasy?" The sword idiot who was sitting quietly slowly opened his eyes, as a strong man at the peak of the Jindan period, entering the concentration was his basic skill, and he could enter the state of concentration in an instant, but today for some reason, he couldn't enter the meditation, which was something he had never experienced in his life.

"Oh no, boss!"

At this moment, a young disciple rushed in the distance with a frightened expression.

"What's the point of panic?" the sword idiot snorted, looking displeased.

"The master, Guangyang, Guanghui, and Guanglin have shattered the soul jade tube of the three of them!" the young disciple gasped.

"What?"

The sword idiot's face changed drastically: "Didn't they go down the mountain with Fengyun, how could the soul jade tube be broken?"

"I don't know, but the soul jade cylinder of the three of them is really broken. The young disciple's face was full of nervousness and uneasiness, although the Shushan Sword Sect was the first super sect in strength among the six super sects, but the number of Jindan stage powerhouses was less than a hundred, and it lost three Jindan stage powerhouses in one day, which was also a huge loss for the Shushan Sword Sect.

"Damn, damn it!" the sword idiot was furious, losing three gold pills in one day, which made him feel like his heart was dripping blood.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the sword idiot's mobile phone rang, although they are cultivators, they also have to be in line with the times, so they all have a smartphone.

Seeing that it was Fengyun's number, the sword idiot directly connected it: "Feng'er, where are you now? What is going on? Why did the three of Guangyang die?"

Although the sword idiot was very angry that he had lost three Jindan stage disciples in one day, he was more concerned about Feng Yun's safety, after all, this was his favorite apprentice, and Feng Yun was extremely talented, and it was very likely that he would become an old monster in the Yuan Infant Stage.

"Master, I'm in Xishan Nursing Home. A frightened voice came from the other end of the line.

The sword idiot asked puzzledly: "Didn't you go to find Mobei, why did you run to the nursing home?"

Feng Yun wanted to cry without tears: "Master, Mobei has established a sect, the name of the sect is Xishan Nursing Home, they killed three junior disciples, and now the apprentice has been captured alive by them." ”

"Damn, what the hell are they trying to do?" said the sword idiot.

Feng Yun whispered: "Mo Bei said that you should come and apologize to him in person, otherwise..." Otherwise, the disciple will be killed. Speaking of this, there was a hint of unconcealable crying in his voice.

"What a Mo Bei, the person who killed my Shushan Sword Sect even asked the head of this sect to apologize to him, today my sword idiot will definitely set foot in the Xishan Nursing Home!"

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On the top of the hill of the West Hill Nursing Home.

Wu Daozi and others are in full swing of the iron pot of the rack, although they can buy a gas stove, but they all choose this most primitive iron pot, although they do not know how to cook, but they also know that the meal made by wood is more delicious than the meal made by the gas stove.

"Hey, hey, you're all disciples of the Xishan Nursing Home, everyone is a collective, can you have a sense of collective honor?

Seeing that they were each busy with themselves, Mo Bei couldn't stand it anymore, yes, the iron pot supported by two of the thirteen people was barely usable, but apart from the two of them, the iron pot supported by the other eleven people could not be used at all.

Mo Bei put his hands behind his back: "Yaya, do you really think that I let you cook by yourself because I'm lazy, because I don't want to help you cook?" If so, then your consciousness is too low, I want to use this way to improve the tacit understanding between you, you have to remember that you are not an individual, but a team, do the team understand? You must have a tacit understanding if you are disrespectful, and you must have a sense of collective honor! People together are called parties, and hearts are called teams, so you have to know how to cooperate with each other. That's my good intentions, do you understand?"

"Suddenly there is a sense of micro-business!"

"The dean has started brainwashing us again!"

"I feel that the dean should have been engaged in the micro-business industry before. ”

Everyone whispered, and they were all deeply impressed by Mo Bei's shamelessness, especially the sentence that people are called parties together, and hearts are called teams together, lying in a groove, this can definitely be included in one of the top ten classic quotations in the micro-business world.

Is this really a cultivator sect?

Feng Yun sat in the distance in a daze, the name of Xishan Nursing Home was thunderous, and he was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside, and the words of Mo Bei made him feel like he was collapsing.

At this moment, even he had to wonder if the other party was doing micro-business, and to put it bluntly, even he had a feeling of being brainwashed.

After more than two hours of busyness, the thirteen iron pots were successfully set up, because the yellow mud needed to be used when setting up the pots, so at this time, the thirteen cultivators were covered with mud stains, and they looked very embarrassed, like those dirty old men in the countryside, and they didn't have the demeanor of a master at all.

Mo Bei nodded with satisfaction: "Do you all have an inexplicable sense of accomplishment now? Isn't it even more exciting than surviving the Thirty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation? Do you know what the reason is? To put it bluntly, this is the strength of the team." ”

"Boss, it's too much. Ghost Puzi said: "I know you want to brainwash us, so that everyone can integrate into the big group of Xishan Nursing Home faster, but can you pay attention to the occasion? There are still outsiders in our Xishan Nursing Home, and if you don't know, he will think that we are a pyramid marketing organization." ”

Mo Bei had a serious expression on his face: "Brainwashing knows no occasion or location. No, I'm not brainwashing you, I'm explaining to you the importance of teamwork, if it weren't for your cooperation, when would you be able to set up so many iron pots? Okay, let's go chop wood, see that it's getting dark, hurry up and cook, otherwise you'll have to go hungry again. ”

Hearing this, everyone hurriedly went to chop firewood, just to improve their cooking skills and get the mysterious gift that could shock people in Mo Bei's mouth.

"Who dares to be so bold as to kill a disciple of my Shushan Sword Sect?"

At this moment, a roar like thunder echoed in the sky, and then the sword idiot descended on the Xishan Nursing Home with more than twenty Jindan stage powerhouses.

Seeing that the Shushan Sword Sect led so many people to come, Wu Daozi and the others just took a look, they did not come forward, but took out their best spiritual weapons one after another, aimed at the firewood and chopped down.

"Scrap wood, all scrap wood!"

The thirteen people had a tacit understanding this time and shouted out a common line...