Ye Qiu sent a few battalion commanders, and a group of people began to be busy burying pots and cooking in full swing.

Jun Wu sighed with remorse: "Senior brother is a natural general, just fifteen days, the entire sandbag camp has undergone earth-shaking changes, Jun is really admired by the five-body throw." ”

Fang Qingyin also looked at Ye Qiu with admiration and said, "Ye Qiu, you are really powerful, our city guards in Tianyin City are not as imposing as them. ”

Ye Qiu smiled indifferently: "I do use the method of military training, but more importantly, they have hope, they have a head, and the passion that bursts out of survival in death is the most powerful force, they are tempered in death every day, and it makes no sense if they are not strong." ”

Immediately, Ye Qiu looked at it and said meaningfully: "These are all treasures, but they have been abandoned like shoes, and the long-term resistance to blows has made them all become not afraid of pain, and their muscles and bones have become tight and strong." ”

"I will heal their dark wounds by eating tonic medicinal food, and teach them the superior method of refining the body, and of course my cultivation will progress by leaps and bounds. ”

"In less than a month, as long as they have been in the sandbag camp for more than half a year, all of them will build a foundation, master three to five exercises, and have rich practical experience, and the inner disciples are just a joke. ”

The more Jun Wuregret and Fang Qingyin listened, the more frightened they became, and there was a burst of coldness on their bodies, not because Ye Qiu boasted, but because they had a hunch, this was very likely to be realized, and they all saw the rapid growth of the sandbag camp.

There are 1,000 people in the entire sandbag camp, and there are about 400 people who have stayed for half a year, and they are trained in a month...... Four hundred foundation building disciples!

The two of them were immediately stupid.

Who in the entire four continents has the ability to cultivate 400 foundations in just one month?

And how terrible these sandbags will be once the foundation is built, they have all seen these sandbags practice, it is simply a desperate way of playing, one by one is not afraid of death, and the body is extremely strong.

Every once in a while, they will go to the Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain to hunt and fight with demon beasts, anyway, Ye Qiu's medical skills are excellent, and he is not afraid of being injured at all, both of them are shivering, according to their understanding, those inner disciples may be a nightmare when they encounter these sandbags.

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "Okay, don't worry about this, Senior Brother Jun, have you memorized all the ten Analects I asked you to memorize?"

The faces of the two of them suddenly became bitter.

Jun Wuregret said embarrassedly: "Senior brother, this treatise is too obscure, and it seems that there is the power of law to erase my memory, and I am only memorizing three by rote now." ”

Ye Qiu's brows furrowed slightly, this "Analects" was not as simple as he imagined, when he taught Jun Wuregret, he found that there seemed to be a force interfering in the dark, he wrote it on paper, the paper would directly crumble into powder, and he could only teach it orally, but this Jun Wuregret, who was known as a genius who could not forget, was stumbling in his memory.

"Keep up the good work. ”

Jun nodded again and again.

Ye Qiu turned his head to look at Fang Qingyin and said, "Qingyin, the sword drawing technique I passed on to you, can you cut out thirteen swords?"

Fang Qingyin's face also turned red when he heard Ye Qiu's words, and he stammered, "That...... That one...... Currently still stuck in the tenth sword ......"

Seeing Ye Qiu frowning, Fang Qingyin immediately pulled Ye Qiu's cuffs and shook them coquettishly: "People are working hard, and now many senior brothers and sisters are not my opponents." ”

Ye Qiu shook his head and said: "If you don't cut out thirteen swords, the sword drawing technique is not a small success, and there is no difference between ten swords and one sword, you have to have a snack, after a month and a half, it will be a big competition, you want to come out on top, this cultivation is still far from enough, do you just want to be with a bunch of salted fish?"

Fang Qingyin flattened his mouth and said aggrievedly: "Okay, okay, people go to practice swords, don't forget to call people when you eat." ”

Ye Qiu couldn't cry or laugh, this little girl is a foodie, she has gained a little weight in the past half a month, and her little face is also rounded, she won't eat a big fat man of two hundred pounds.

Ye Qiu's eyes narrowed slightly when he looked at the audience, and when these guys all practiced, his plan could begin.

However, Ye Qiu didn't expect that before he started to move, he had already taken the initiative to find the opportunity first.

......

Half a month later.

The entire sandbag camp has just finished its morning exercise, and the gate of the sandbag camp has been opened.

An arrogant voice shouted, "What about Ye Qiu? Which one is Ye Qiu?

More than a dozen inner disciples rushed in, and the leading inner disciple directly pointed to Ye Qiu's name in the place where the sign was hung and shouted.

All the sandbags stopped moving in their hands and looked at the door with unkind eyes.

And the deacons on duty in the sandbag camp all had their faces changed drastically, and for a period of time, it was Fang Qingyin who came over early in the morning to pick up Ye Qiu's brand.

After a long time, almost most of the disciples also knew about Ye Qiu and Fang Qingyin, and they were all worried about their own family's subordinates at that time.

Moreover, Fang Qingyin's kung fu is not weak, there have been a few times when people came to look for Ye Qiu, they were beaten by Fang Qingyin, and gradually no one looked for Ye Qiu anymore, they were all happy and leisurely, after all, Ye Qiu was not an ordinary sandbag.

To tell the truth, now they don't even dare to approach the dormitory of the sandbag camp, a sandbag camp, there are people patrolling at night, this is already completely a regular army, and now they are trembling to receive benefits, and they dare not take it.

"This senior brother, you better find another sandbag, this Ye Qiu is a little inconvenient. ”

The deacon of the sandbag camp hurriedly stepped forward.

"Inconvenient, what's inconvenient? It's the first time I've heard of someone who has a sandbag that is inconvenient!"

The inner disciple sneered and said.

"No, this Ye Qiu is the royal sandbag of Senior Sister Fang of the Inner Gate, Senior Sister Fang has recently been in retreat, and she came a little late today, if you find Ye Qiu, we can't explain it to Senior Sister Fang, it is the Senior Sister Fang who built the foundation in January and has excellent swordsmanship. ”

The deacon of the sandbag camp is not stupid, the affairs of the sandbag camp can't be talked nonsense, then only Fang Qingyin can be used to suppress people, and it just so happens that this Fang Qingyin has made a great reputation in the inner door in this month.

But I didn't expect these disciples to buy it at all, and the inner disciple who took the lead said coldly: "Senior Sister Fang, I only know that there are two Senior Sister Fang, one is the master sister Fang Xianyin who travels the world, and the other senior sister Fang Moyin, one of the five true legends, I don't know the other senior sisters!"

The inner disciple sneered: "To tell you the truth, today I came here to come here to test this sandbag named Ye Qiu, if the test is passed, Senior Sister Moyin will accept this person as an apprentice, this is his great opportunity, don't call it quickly!"

The faces of several deacons in the sandbag camp have changed drastically, Senior Sister Zhenchuan?

This seems to be a bit of a difficult thing!

(End of chapter)