What surprised the old priest was that the young man actually put a lot of cultivation exercises in the tower layer of Yuanwu and Yuansai. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info This kind of exercise made him feel a little embarrassed for this sacrifice, but he didn't expect that what he had heard in his life was not as much as the exercises that the young man came up with.

When he had to admire it, he had a strange feeling, feeling that this teenager seemed to be like a treasure trove, what made the teenager who had only been away from them for less than two years have changed so much?

Although the young man told him about his own experience, how could he not convince the old priest of this experience that he could get so many exercises?

Although he is suspicious, but the old guy is an old guy after all, he didn't get entangled in this aspect and led himself into a dead end. At this time, he originally wanted to go to a higher level to find the boy, but his cultivation was not enough, and he couldn't go to a higher level of the tower at all, so he could only linger on this tower floor.

The sleeping boy seems to have forgotten the restriction design for those who enter the tower floor, this loophole here is too obvious, in this way, many people want to enter the tower floor, it is simply too easy, as long as the cultivation is achieved, you can enter, this old sacrifice is greatly disagreed, such a precious exercise cheats, there is no threshold for entry, what does this young man mean?

In fact, the boy didn't have the idea of setting up permissions for this tower layer at all, everything was based on the premise of improving the strength of the tribe, in his understanding, there was no need to set too many entry thresholds for his own people like thieves, "there can be no distinction between martial arts and ranks", this is the principle he has always believed in and implemented.

The old priest did not stay in the tower for any longer, and when he found something peculiar, he withdrew. He still has something to do. The building that the teenager has completed needs to be used quickly.

Around the training of the tribal youth, he came out of the tower and immediately issued a summoning order in the whole square, and all the people who were sick in bed and could not move were all present.

"Today is a memorable day for our Patton tribe, and we old people here should know that we are a tribe, not an ordinary homeless camp, and it is not easy for us to have today. Do you remember our manor in Bhutan?" the old priest suddenly felt very sad on today's rostrum, remembering the past, he couldn't help but talk more, his eyes moistened, and his voice became deeper and lower.

"Time flies, and the hardships we have endured these days seem to show that our tribe can only survive in the middle of this society. However, since the return of Ding Qiang, our lives have changed dramatically, and in front of us, is an example, look, look at that building, do you know what that means?"

The old guy couldn't be so excited at this time, and he couldn't help but burst into tears, "Many people know that this is the martial hall, this is our martial hall, the martial hall of the Barton tribe!"

In order to avoid the pursuit of the empire, he had to move constantly, and in the end, he was forced to hide in this three-way area, and purchased a manor here, which can be regarded as a foothold.

Originally, it seemed that this manor could only be used as a temporary foothold for them, and it would be enough to support it, but it was estimated that it would not be long before he had to move, and even he was ready to go to the Gree Empire.

This long-term displacement had already made Ansange feel a new sense of boredom, and how good it would be to be able to live here, and the appearance of the boy had solved such a problem, which made his dream come true, and he couldn't seem to believe that it was true.

"Today, we will hold the first ceremony of the tribal martial arts hall built, please come with me. Under the leadership of the old priest, everyone walked into the room on the first floor of the training center, and saw that it was designed in a ring, and there was no meaning of partition at all, and the tribe had a scale of 20,000 people, standing in three rows along the ring road, and was able to stand down.

"Punch!"

Ha, ha, ha!

Hi!

Uniform movements begin to create a shock in the space of the training room... Even so, there was no wake-up boy who was resting on the top of the tower.

After completing the first fist opening ceremony since the construction of the training room, Angsange began to select warriors in the tribe and began the work of passing on the tribe. Originally, due to the lack of cultivation facilities in the tribe, everyone could only practice martial arts and practice hastily in the bedroom, and because of the limited buildings, it could only be like that. Now, this kind of defect is finally gone, and everyone finally has a decent place to cultivate.

Ang Sange, who was excited, was in good spirits for a day in a row, and after arranging the training, he continued to plunge into the martial arts hall to learn the exercises inside.

When he was leaving, he stumbled upon a strange phenomenon here, and he immediately thought it was funny. It's just that there was no time at that time, and he had to be busy with those things, so he delayed it, and at this time, Ang Sange, who finally had time to return here, began to take out the spirit crystals he had accumulated.

Carefully approaching a piece of spirit crystal to the place where the spirit crystal in the arms of the formation was, the close spirit crystal actually quickly disappeared into the formation. It didn't take long for the spirit crystal that was stuffed into it to suddenly fall out, and when he picked up the spirit crystal and carefully perceived the contents inside, he found that it was the exercise originally placed in the spirit array.

When this happened, Ansange was excited.

So he took out his signature smiling face, took out all the spirit crystals that he could bring on his body, and copied all the exercises on this floor one by one, and then came down from the tower of the martial hall.

The tribe has been on the normal track, and in the face of what happened to the tribe, although Angsange has palpitations, he still does not dare to die, and he does not hit the south wall or look back, and only does as much as possible to do the things of the tribe to perfection.

While Ansange was busy with his heart, the boy finally woke up at the top of the tower, and strange to say, he had slept for less than four hours, and he was alive again.

When he found the old priest, the first thing the young man said was: "To prepare the first batch of students, I will bring out a model class to set an example for the tribe." ”

"These people must have good understanding, be able to bear hardships and stand hard work, and have a certain foundation in martial arts. When Ding Qiang said this condition, the old priest couldn't help but be happy, "Isn't this the person who led the team selected by himself!"