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Guo Peng's matter made Guo Xiu very puzzled, but now he doesn't have much effort to delve into it, compared to this, there are more important things waiting for him to complete. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A group of disciples of the Medicine King Sect under his command were like crazy, messing around outside for a day, and directly vented all their energy. This was also acquiesced by Guo Xiu, because on the second day, everyone entered a state of full preparation under Guo Xiu's strong pressure.

Grinding guns in battle, not fast and light.

Guo Xiu didn't expect his teaching in just a few days to make these guys rise to a higher level, but it was quite easy for Guo Xiu to increase a little bit of their experience with the enemy. Especially for these pink newcomers who have never even seen blood, the teaching of these practical skills makes them fascinated by every trace.

However, of course, theoretical teaching alone was not enough, the next few days completely turned into a nightmare in the hearts of these guys, Guo Xiu had to beat them to death mercilessly every day, and then with the support of all the medicinal materials of the Medicine King Sect, they could withstand this kind of high-intensity training every day.

Moreover, in the tempering of actual combat, Guo Xiu will differentiate his own spirit and constantly stimulate their will, so that they are familiar with the aura suppression of masters, so as not to be suppressed by the other party when they encounter real masters in the next battle, they will not even be able to come up with tricks.

Of course, there is another benefit, under the oppression of Guo Xiu's strong spiritual power, the speed of progress of these apprentices can be described as coming in by leaps and bounds, and when it comes to the last day of the training camp, Guo Xiu will look at the fight between them, and it is already presentable.

Not to mention the skills, the gap in momentum alone is a world away from when they first started training.

If before they were just captive animals, now these guys have grown into young tigers with fangs.

Therefore, under this kind of high-intensity oppression, for Qu Yang, only a short five-hour rest time at night is the most comfortable, and in the rest of the days, they all live in intense training tightly, and they can't relax for a moment.

Although life is very hard, but the improvement brought by the life of this training camp is undoubtedly very huge, just a few days have passed, everyone seems to be reborn, and the temperament has completely changed. Even a delicate little girl like Qu Yang tied her hair up at the moment, and her slightly angular face also exuded a vigorous heroic spirit.

They were originally like pieces of simple ore, but now after the fierce calcination of poisonous fire, they finally faded off the impurities of the stone coat outside their bodies under the high-intensity oppression, revealing their own brilliance, faintly bringing out a tough and sharp aura.

Of course, for Guo Xiu, this degree is still far from enough, the real master should be like a piece of jade, not easy to show his edges and corners, but under the illumination of the light, it will refract a brilliance that cannot be ignored.

But this is completely enough for these disciples, at least among their peers, Guo Xiu can be sure that they are invincible.

Finally, two days before the start of the Tibetan Sword Ranking, the training was finally over, and Guo Xiu gave them a big vacation that night, let them relax to their heart's content, and then the next morning, they embarked on the road to their destination.

On the highway in Shanxi Province, on the lane where only vehicles were originally driven, a line of pedestrians suddenly appeared.

In the midday sun, the pavement was coated with a faint glow, like a uniform gold dust, laid on this boundless avenue, all the way forward. The top of the white snow-capped mountains can already be seen in the distance.

The mountain peaks stand quietly among the clouds, exuding the weight of history through the ages. The gentle mountains did not seem to be very tall, but they were layered and continuous, as if they were endless ripples, blocking a thick wall in the distance.

The pedestrians didn't have any heavy luggage on their bodies, all of them were wearing hooded gray trench coats, and their thick leather boots rattled on the smooth pavement, making a crisp clicking sound, and then disappeared in an instant in the sound of the engine speeding by.

The leader was a short-haired young man, who was not too old, only in his twenties, and there seemed to be a faint smile on his delicate face at any time.

The young man's figure is not very tall, but I don't know what's going on, and his gestures give people a sense of heaviness everywhere. Every time he stepped on the ground, although it was an ordinary step, it was as if a thousand pounds of weight had suddenly fallen, and the ground seemed to tremble slightly.

"Elder, where are we now?"

A girl with a ponytail on the side pulled the mask on her face, revealing a resolute face with strong eyebrows, although a little delicate, but not immature. She looked at the navigation of her mobile phone, then at the conspicuous mountain peak in front of her, and exhaled sharply, and the heat suddenly emitted into a large cloud of thick white smoke in the cold air, which disappeared in an instant.

"In this hellish place, there is not even a ...... signal" The girl frowned, and put her phone back in her pocket with some annoyance, "We should be almost to Wutai Mountain by now, right?" ”

"Eh, Yangyang, don't think about it so beautiful, the so-called Wangshan running a dead horse, this looks like it's very close, but to really pass it, it's estimated that it's still very early! I guess it's going to be a few hours. ”

The bald head of a young man on the side was shaved brightly, as if it had been rubbed with oil, shining in the sun, and with his lazy expression, it gave people a sense of ruffianism.

"Okay," Qu Yang rolled his eyes, "I have to work harder, have you all recovered?" ”

"I'm fine."

Guo Chao touched his light brain, and hurriedly raised his hand, he can't be cowardly at this time.

"I'm okay too!"

Zhou Lei and Huang Feng responded sullenly and raised their hands.

On the other side, Chu Qing also stretched out his hand lightly and signaled, indicating that he still had some strength left.

"Alright, then let's go full throttle."

Qu Yang smiled, whined happily in his mouth, and his eyes became crooked crescents.

This group of people is the group of the Medicine King faction who went to the place where the Tibetan Sword List was launched, and it was also Guo Xiu's whim for a while, so that everyone bought a neat uniform, from the outside world, it was like a group of club members participating in the event, and the outfit of the windbreaker and boots was inevitably a little stylish.

"Okay, let's go!"

Guo Xiu finally made up his mind, waved his hand calmly, and all the disciples cheered, and immediately showed their skills, just like a wild horse on the loose, and ran out, the speed was about the same as the speed of an ordinary car, but on this highway with a minimum speed of more than 100 yuan, it was just inconspicuous.

Tong Okra and Qingyi didn't make a sound, they both followed, and their relaxed appearance still had more energy.

But Guo Xiu was not in such a hurry, and looked at Mengyu on the side, with a smile on his face. Mengyu seemed to know what was going to happen next, her face flushed with a hint of shame, and she said coquettishly: "What are you looking at again, you can't see enough?" ”

"Can't get enough of it."

Guo Xiu smiled slightly, walked in front of Mengyu, and bent down slightly with his back to her: "Come on, they have already gone away." ”

"Yes."

Mengyu replied in a low voice, walked behind Guo Xiu, and slowly knelt down, and a pair of snow peaks were suddenly pressed into a semicircle. Guo Xiu suddenly felt two soft lumps of warmth pressing up, and his complexion suddenly became extremely strange, although he had not memorized the dream language before, but this feeling made him a little sour every time.

Feeling the solid back on his chest, Mengyu's heart suddenly throbbed, as if a warm current flowed out of his heart, and a trace of heart quietly fell on Guo Xiu's body in an instant.

"Ah, they're already far away, hurry up, hurry up."

When Mengyu looked into the distance, she found that the guys had turned into a small black dot, and with her eyesight, she was about to lose sight, and she couldn't help but exclaim.

"Stay good, I'm leaving!"

Guo Xiu differentiated a trace of internal strength to block the strong wind around him for Mengyu, the corners of his mouth hooked, and his body suddenly came out, looking down from the sky, a sharp gray line suddenly appeared on the vast earth.