This time, it was Gogen Zhenren who was in charge of beating the drum on the wooden platform. He held the drumstick in his hand and shouted: "Queue! ”

At the same time, the drum beat is as fast as numbness: "Knock knock knock ......"

Li Qianqian glanced at Mu Wan quickly, and used her divine sense to communicate: Little uncle, you are standing at the very end.

She was a member of the first team, and hurried to the front.

Using the divine sense to communicate is the supernatural power of the monks in the foundation building period. However, since Mu Wan built the foundation, she has either practiced swords at the bottom of the uninhabited ice cliffs, or she is in a hurry, and rarely interacts with fellow monks, so in addition to Xiangxiang and the night, this is the first time she has received the divine consciousness of other monks, and she is actually in a trance for a while.

As she walked to the end of the queue, she replied with her senses, "Okay, thank you."

Brush brush brush.

The disciples lined up quickly.

"Knock-", the drums stopped.

A total of seven squads stood up on the school grounds.

Mu Wan stood in the last row, and there were six people standing in a row with her. Needless to say, in the future, the seven of them will be teammates. Everyone looked at each other and greeted each other with eye eyes

At this time, Sanssouci walked to the end of the queue and ordered: "Seventh team, out of the ranks!" Come with the deity. ”

"Yes!" Mu Wan and the others responded in unison, and followed the carefree real person to the northeast corner of the school field.

Behind it, the drum beat again.

"Formation!" Wu Xuan Zhenren shouted.

"Kill!" The sword was unsheathed, and a new round of training began.

In the northeast corner, Mu Wan and others stood in a column: "Show the sword!" ”

The so-called "Shejian" is to take out the natal spirit sword from the dantian - everyone is a personal disciple of the foundation building period. The sword species has been condensed during the qi refining period, so everyone has already refined the natal spirit sword.

Brush Brush Brush ......

The seven of them showed their swords together. Of the six natal spirit swords, only the Qingyun Sword is the natal sword.

"Hum-", the six swords roared in unison, saluting the Qingyun Sword - the spirit swords are more or less spiritual. The world of spirit sword is simple and direct, and the strong is king!

Worry-free Zhenren nodded slightly, and announced, "The seven of you will be the seventh team of the Bingjiu Formation from now on. Captain, Mu Wan. Dequeue! ”

"Yes." Mu Wan stood in the sixth. When he heard the order, he immediately took his sword, took a big step to the right, and went out of the ranks.

There were six hot stares from behind. Hehe. Among the seven. There is only one layer of foundation. The highest is the fourth floor of the foundation. She relied on a natal weapon. Becoming a captain is definitely difficult to convince the public.

Worry-free real people grabbed a gravel the size of a copper coin in the air, and said to Mu Wan: "Mu Wan." See this little rock? ”

Mu Wan nodded: "I saw it." ”

"Stay for a while, and the deity will throw it into the air. You have to break the boulder as much as you can before it hits the ground, do you understand? ”

"Understood."

Worry-free Zhenren looked around at the six people behind him, and then said: "The rest of the people, if you think you can do better than Mu Wan, when she finishes, you can also try." ”

To put it bluntly, this is for Mu Wan Liwei. Of course, if she can't suppress the other six people with her natal sword, then "Liwei" will not succeed, but will directly "slap her face". As the captain, she is definitely not up to the task.

If you are not the captain, Mu Wan really doesn't care. However, competitiveness is the common denominator of all sword cultivators. At this point, she must defend her dignity and fight for honor!

Mu Wan stared at the small stone in the hand of the worry-free real person, tightened the Qingyun Sword in his hand, and the battle intent rose.

The latter smiled lightly and threw the pebble into the air.

His cultivation is one level higher than everyone else, and his wrist strength and technique must have thrown everyone countless streets. It was thrown upwards so casually, and the pebbles "swished" through the air, like a bolt of lightning.

It's too late, it's too soon. Mu Wan made a decisive move.

"Zheng-", Qingyun Sword roared.

A green glow is like a dragon soaring, galloping, and then overlooking.

In an instant, "Horn! "Engulfed the pebbles in one fell swoop.

Brush ——, Mu Wan hit the shot, pulled a sword flower, and saluted with a sword: "Thank you, uncle." The other party used a maximum of forty percent of his strength to give her enough opportunity to help her stand up.

A light gray-white smoke dispersed in the strong wind that the sword qi left in the air.

"Good!" Carefree real people couldn't help but applaud.

The other six people tilted their heads in unison, and the sound of gasping came and went. Although everyone is very clear about the intentions of the carefree real people, they are really convinced at the moment. Especially the four team members who cultivated higher than Mu Wan, secretly clenched the spirit sword in their hands, and looked at Mu Wan's gaze, which was even hotter. The latter is what they are chasing during the training camp.

There is competition, there is progress! Worry-free Zhenren chuckled: "Next, you will start to practice the Taiyi Thirteen Swords." The captain comes to the front of the team and leads the sword! ”

"Yes." Mu Wan held the sword, strode to the front of the team with his head held high, and stood still. Simple, direct, and challenging, this kind of military-like experience, for the first time in two lifetimes, is very novel, and makes her blood boil. She suddenly found that she liked the school field from the bottom of her bones.

I should belong here!

Mu Wan took a deep breath, turned around, saluted the six people behind him with swords, and asked loudly, "Everyone, are you ready?" ”

"Ready." The six responded in unison.

Mu Wan turned around, and while giving orders, he moved his sword: "First style, prepare, start!" ”

"Zheng-", the seven swords roared in unison. Seven sword lights burst out at once. Ten steps away, a half-human-high bluestone middle sword was cracked into several pieces with a "bang".

"Collect your sword!" Mu Wan gave the order again.

Brush brush brush. Seven people collected their swords at the same time.

At this time, the carefree real person had a dark face and shouted to stop: "Suppress the sword realm in the sword move realm." Not a single plant or tree in the valley shall be destroyed. Remember it all for the deity, don't take it as an example! If there is a next time, go to the command platform in front of you and swing your sword 5,000 times. Did you hear that? ”

"Yes!" The seven of them answered in unison.

"Go on!"

Mu Wan then led the sword: "Second style, prepare, start!" ”

"Collect your sword!"

"The third form, preparation. Begin! ”

"Close!"

……

Half an hour later, the thirteenth sword practice was finished. The seven of them all looked at the carefree real person who was standing aside with their hands behind their backs.

The latter raised his eyebrows and hummed: "Is it the first time you have learned the Tai 13 style?" After practicing for so many years, it is still the same as learning swords on the first day, every move and style must be ordered to practice well. I will give you half an hour to discuss the solution. Next time, it will be the same, and they will all be punished to swing their swords 500 times on the command platform. With that, he walked to a tree outside the school yard with his hands behind his back and sat cross-legged. Close your eyes and refresh yourself.

"Yes!"

Everyone gathered around Mu Wan: "Captain." What to do? ”

Mu Wan's face was ashamed: "I'm sorry, I'm too long-winded." ”

A male disciple on the fourth floor of the foundation said, "No wonder the captain. It was the first time for us to get together to practice swords, and it was difficult to practice all without such orders. Oh. Let's get to know each other first. Let's get acquainted with it. Introduce yourself. My name is Tang Shao and I am from Shaoguangling. ”

Another male disciple followed and said, "My name is Lu Xiaoliu, and I am from Qinglongling. Scratched his head. He added with a grin, "Lu, it's the Lu of the Lu family in Vaulting Horse Gorge." The rule handed down by the ancestors is that before the knot, if you don't take a big name, you will take a name according to the ranking. I was the sixth in our generation, and I was supposed to be called Lu Liucai. However, my sixth uncle has not yet married Dan, so I can only be called 'Little Six'. Oh, usually the brothers think my name is too awkward, and they all call me 'Liuliu Dashun', referred to as 'Dashun'. Actually, that's my sixth uncle's nickname. ”

"Hahaha......" Everyone was amused by him.

"My name is Wu Zizi and I'm from Yuping Mountain." A female disciple with a pair of Danfeng eyes that flew diagonally into the temples said, "Because my father wanted me to pursue the Great Dao tirelessly, so he gave me this name. As a result, my brothers and sisters all gave me the nickname 'Erqi'. "She is a cultivator of the third layer of foundation building, and she is the only female disciple in the team.

At this time, the senior disciple Tian who had stopped An Yuanpeng at the valley entrance to ask for the password then introduced himself: "My name is Tian Hong, and I am from Mahayana Mountain. Hehe, I am a disciple of the most advanced valley in our team, and I was sent to guard the valley mouth. Pity me, I've been a door god in Taniguchi for half a month, and I'm finally waiting for everyone. ”

In addition to this, he also introduced his junior brother to everyone. Pointing to a very shy young man beside him, he said, "Oh, this is my junior brother Xia Guocheng, from Hinayana Mountain. My junior brother has never liked to talk, so everyone is very forgiving. "The two real people of the Mahayana and Hinayana Mountains are brothers of the same sect. Therefore, the two of them are brothers who share the same ancestor, just like Mu Wan and Changning Zhenren.

"Fruitful? Is it the meaning of cultivating to achieve positive results and attaining immortality? Wu Zizi deliberately teased him, "Ah, Senior Brother Xia, your family has great expectations for you." "Xia Guocheng is the only foundation building layer in the team.

Xia Guocheng was named, his face turned red, and he replied softly: "Well, that's not what it means." My father wanted a son very much, but he gave birth to eight daughters in a row before giving birth to me. My father finally got his wish, hugged me outside the delivery room and shouted "sure enough", my ancestor saw it, and immediately gave the name "Guocheng". ”

"Hahaha......" The crowd burst into laughter again.

Tian Hong couldn't straighten up with a smile, climbed the shoulder of the culprit, and said with difficulty: "Guocheng, you can speak well." Ouch, my stomach hurts from laughter. In the future, you have to talk a lot. ”

"Senior Brother Xia, you are so blessed, there are eight sisters on top." The last male disciple who didn't introduce himself looked envious, "My mother gave birth to three of us brothers in one go, and my father dreamed of having a little daughter." Well, earlier, my eldest brother sent a letter, saying that my mother was finally pregnant, and my father was in front of the Sanqing Divine Throne, with a pillar of incense in the morning and evening, and every time he chanted, 'Don't be a kid, don't want a kid'. Oh, my name is Chen Ciyong, and I'm from Jincang Mountain. ”

He was very athletic and looked like he was in his early twenties, Mu Wan couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother Chen, are you doing two at home?" "Xindao, how old is your mother now, still alive?

"yes. My eldest brother's name is Chen Yongyong, and my brother's name is Chen Xiaoyong. My father always complained to my mother that it would be difficult to choose a name for another son. Chen Ciyong spread out his hand, looking helpless.

The crowd was amused again.

Xia Guocheng's face was flushed, and he finally mustered up the courage to say: "Your father and mother are in the right year, and they will definitely be able to get what they want." ”

"That's right, it's a big deal, your family is the same as Senior Brother Xia's family, you gave birth to eight sons in a row, and then you succeeded." Tian Hong laughed.

"Bah, Bah, good luck." Chen Ciyong clasped his hands together and prayed quickly, "Heavenly Venerable bless, this time it must be my sister." ”

"I have a solution." Lu Xiaoliu mysteriously hugged his shoulders and said, "You send a message back and ask your father to change your brother's name, and he will be called Chen Bayong." Maybe God will mistakenly think that he has sent eight sons to your family, and his heart will soften, so he will send his daughter. ”

"Really? Does it work? Chen Ciyong's eyes lit up.

Uh, off topic...... Mu Wan stroked her forehead and shouted, "Now let's discuss how to practice swords." If our team can't meet the requirements of Uncle Wuwu after a while, and is really punished to swing a sword on the stage, it will be a big mess! Actually, she likes to hang out with her teammates. It's nice to be vibrant, carefree.

===Dividing line===

Thank you for the gift of a broken tooth from a certain peak, thank you for the monthly ticket of the book friend Star' Moon, the cute beauty Sakura, Si Yueying, and Lele Rufeng, thank you!

The second more, to! (To be continued.) )