"Is it convenient to say, where did you learn so many strong skills?" Since a very early on, Xu Feiniang has regarded Yi Shuihan as an equal existence, and now she has a lot of admiration for him.

The white bone spirit said: "Reading thousands of books, traveling thousands of miles, I have many adventures, these are just one of them. ”

Xu Feiniang paused for a moment, then turned to the Mixed Yuan Sect Leader and said, "Congratulations to the Sect Master, the Wutai Sect has the Sect Leader Qingtian, there is Shui Han Zhenhai, and there are many genius disciples who practice diligently, and prosperity is just around the corner." ”

The Mixed Yuan Sect Leader nodded beautifully, feeling that it was too worthwhile to return to Miao Jiang this time.

In the appreciative gaze of the head boss, the white bone spirit turned his eyes to the three hundred disciples and said with a smile, "How do you feel?"

Under his smiling gaze, even the three personal disciples of Kou Zhun, Xu Hui, and Zhu Yuyan were all ashamed and couldn't speak.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not joking at you. The white bone spirit gradually restrained his smile and said: "Miao Jiang is sinister, and there is no simple person who can be a fierce man here. For example, why do the fierce gangsters who have just killed you leave today and come back tomorrow? Because they want to use the means of retreat to see if there is any resistance in the mountain town. If anything, it will certainly be pursued when they leave. If not, tomorrow will be a safe and secure robbery. This is a fierce army with both brains and strength, and it is not a shame for you to be defeated at their hands. However, defeat is defeat, which means that you are still weak.

Today is with me and the Sect Leader, and you can't die, but what if I and the Sect Master are not by your side on another day? Life is the most precious thing, and I hope that you will all be able to survive all calamities, and you will also work hard and practice for this most basic thing.

Give me a good reflection on the gains and losses of this battle, and tomorrow, you will have to fight the fierce ones. ”

This night passed in the contemplation of the three hundred disciples.

In the early morning of the second day, the sound of the beast's hooves sounded again, roaring like thunder. However, when the gang saw the three hundred people blocking the entrance of the town, they were so frightened that they almost screamed.

What the hell, I just killed these people yesterday without leaving a piece of armor and a broken limb and arm, why did they come back to life today?

Many fierce criminals were worried in their hearts, and their leaders took a deep look at the three hundred disciples, and found that although their strength had not changed, their overall momentum had undergone earth-shaking changes, and the surging battle intent in their eyes, and their determination to not fear death, compared to yesterday, it was simply a world of difference.

"Let's go. The leader of the fierce bandits knew that he could still press these three hundred people to the ground and rub them with his people, but he was alarmed by the resurrection of these three hundred people, and immediately said.

"If you can convince them, this quasi-saint-level immortal crystal is yours. When they turned around, they found a young man with red lips and white teeth, standing above the clouds, looking at them with a smile.

In the palm of the young man's right hand, a fairy crystal with a shining holy light was suspended in the air, and the dazzling light sparkled their eyes.

"As long as you subdue them, you can do it?" Nothing was more attractive to these outlaws than wealth, and the leader of the fierce bandits clenched the knife in his hand and asked greedily.

He didn't dare to give birth to the idea of going out and robbing it, a person who could take out a quasi-saint-level immortal crystal at will, the cliff was an existence he couldn't provoke.

After receiving the young man's affirmation, the fierce beasts turned around again, and with steel knives in their hands, they rushed towards the three hundred disciples. This time, it was still a devastating victory, but instead of killing each other with a single sword, they tortured them to the extreme, constantly asking these three hundred people if they were convinced.

The methods of torture were extremely ferocious, although they knew that Senior Brother and Sect Leader were watching here, some of the disciples gradually couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to say surrender, but when they subconsciously glanced at Senior Brother, they saw a smile on his face, as if they were waiting for them to say this.

Their hearts were inexplicably tight, to be honest, they didn't know what they were afraid of, what fear was stronger than the pain now?

"Accept it or not, accept it or not...... a murderer was red-eyed, and the knife kept stabbing a disciple, which really stabbed a thousand holes, and the expression on his face was even more hideous.

Blood gushed out, staining the placket of this disciple's clothes, but even though he was still bleeding from his mouth, he stubbornly shouted loudly: "Don't accept it, Lao Tzu doesn't accept it!"

There is more than one case like this.

In the mountain town, countless people were frightened by the tragic scene outside the town, their bodies were shaking, and there were fewer and fewer onlookers.

In the middle of the long street, the expression on Xu Feiniang's face was extremely complicated, and she whispered: "What are you doing when you are cold?"

The Mixed Yuan Sect Master was silent for a long time, and said, "Fei Niang, you say, what is the most important thing in cultivation?"

"The most important thing?" Xu Feiniang pursed her lips and said, "It should be talented." People with high talents, who are born to stand in front of countless people, have a better future. People with low talents, no matter how hard they try, are destined to be more difficult battles in the future. ”

The Mixed Yuan Sect Master shook his head and said, "No, in cultivation, talent is not important, exercises are not important, resources are not important, what is important is a Dao heart that is indomitable, tempered for thousands of years, and unchanged for thousands of eons. With this kind of Dao heart, no matter whether the road ahead is difficult or dangerous, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, or calamity, he will not stop his steps. This kind of person is either dead or extraordinary. Shui Han, he is sharpening the Dao hearts of these three hundred people, giving them a brighter and brighter future. ”

Speaking of this, the Mixed Yuan Sect Master couldn't hide the agitation in his heart, stopped, and took a deep breath before saying, "I've been reminding myself to look at Shui Han as high as possible, because he is a person who can create miracles. But it wasn't until this moment that I really discovered that the so-called person who can create miracles is that no matter how much you think highly of him, he can refresh your impression of him again and again. I'm not as good as him. ”

After listening to the words of the Mixed Yuan Sect Master, Xu Feiniang stood on the spot and was silent for a long time.

A few moments later, the murderers slaughtered three hundred disciples again, but for some reason, their minds always echoed with that unconvinced cry, and their hands trembled because of this, and their hearts trembled inexplicably when they were used to seeing life and death.

They also don't know what they're afraid of, or even if they're scared, but they always have heart palpitations and can't be calm.