As soon as Ling thought of this, he heard Zisu, who was walking in front, say, "Tonight, call Shangcang, let's visit Black Tiger Mountain." ”

Ling couldn't help but feel excited, this Black Tiger Mountain has a famous road with narrow ditches and deep ditches, ancient trees towering to the sky, and rugged mountains, even the old hunters who have been years old dare not go deep, let alone at night.

"Master, isn't this too dangerous?" Ling quickly caught up with Zisu.

"What? Scared? How can I improve without experiencing the edge of life and death, besides, I didn't go to Heihu Mountain to find death, I found a better training base for this group of little guys, the yard is too small, and these little things should also come out to see the world. Zisu's words were slightly bloodthirsty.

"Yes, master, my subordinates will inform Cang." Ling knew that the decisions made by the master were not changed or influenced by anyone.

Zisu's idea is not a day or two, the chicks who have never seen the wind and rain can't fly very high, these children have been trained well, and the physical endurance is far from being comparable to that of ordinary adults.

Moreover, the internal skills of these eight children are all practiced well, although the mental method cannot catch up with the mastery of Zi Su's Medicine King Valley, but it is also a treasure that has been blowing lightly for many years, and it can be counted on the rivers and lakes.

What good kung fu can be practiced on the training ground, you have to get it to practice, these eight children have been divided into two groups by Zisu, one is called the wind group, and the other group is called the Lin group.

"Its swiftness is like the wind, its swiftness is like a forest, its aggression is like fire, and it is as immobile as a mountain." These four sentences can be said to be Zisu's favorite, from the fact that "The Art of War" is the foundation of military science, and Zisu feels that her organization should be like this.

When night fell, he handed over his younger brother to the wind, Zisu is one hundred and eighty hearts, and the three of Zisu plus eight children in night clothes went out of Jincheng County and went straight to Black Tiger Mountain more than ten miles away.

At the foot of the Black Tiger Mountain, Zi Su looked at Ling Hecang, who had no sweat stains on his face, and couldn't say that he was not jealous in his heart, wiped the sweat on his face, and looked at the eight children who were holding bows and crossbows with a serious face.

"This is the place where you are going to challenge today, I have hidden something in this mountain, you can retrieve it before dawn, return to this location, the map has been sent to you in advance, now let's go." Zisu didn't say anything else, and simply gave the order.

"Yes." The eight boys have faded away from the youthfulness and immaturity they had when they were first selected by Ling, and some of them are just resolute and resolute.

Seeing that the four children of the Feng Group and Lin Zu each had entered the Black Tiger Mountain with their inky mouths open like civet cats, Zi Su couldn't help but be a little worried, "Ling, keep up with them and protect their safety." ”

"What about you, master?" Cang looked at Zisu's petite figure compared to himself.

"Don't worry about me, I'll wait for you here at dawn, remember, these eight children are our hard work, there can be no mistakes, you must have a weight under your hands." Zi Su was really afraid that Ling and Cang would use the means of training their secret guards to test these eight children.

"Yes, master, my subordinates understand!" Ling Hecang had followed Zisu for so long, so he naturally knew what Zisu was thinking, took the order, and quietly followed behind the children.

"Master, master, I can finally come out and breathe, haha, great." This is the voice of Little Love.