After hastily eating, Chu Fei and the others entered the temporary room to rest, and the teenagers who had been tired for a day got into the bed and lay down in their clothes, and soon there was a sound of snoring. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Starting tomorrow, there will be 'sir' teaching the text, and there will be an elder who will teach the basic exercises, guide the practice, and so on.

"Becoming an outer disciple seems to be a step to the sky!" Chu Fei thought wildly.

At dinner, Chu Fei saw the so-called miscellaneous disciples. Cooking, cleaning, and so on are basically the responsibility of handymen, while outer disciples are able to concentrate more on their studies and cultivation.

But Chu Fei also got a lot of information from the miscellaneous disciples - entering the outer gate does not mean that they can sit back and relax, and the elimination rate of the outer disciples is extremely high, as high as more than half. Also, outer disciples are only 'disciples' after all, not where they can support their old age. If you are not able to cultivate internal strength by the time you reach adulthood, that is, when you are 18 years old, you can only become a miscellaneous servant.

"You have to work hard, you have to work hard, since you have come to this world, you can't be reduced to a handyman!" Lying on the bed, Chu Fei kept telling himself.

The Evergreen Sword Sect at night is exceptionally refreshing, perhaps due to the slightly higher terrain and smooth mountain breeze. But the fatigue of the day hit his heart, and Chu Fei finally fell asleep.

And just after Chu Fei fell asleep, Chu Fei found that he was dreaming, it was normal to dream, but this dream was a little special: the battle scene between Feng Wuxian and Xiao Zihou and Zhang Hongying kept replaying in his mind.

In particular, the fighting methods and fighting skills of Feng Wuxian slowly became clear.

Gradually, Xiao Zihou and Zhang Hongying began to disappear, and only the wind danced without a trace in their minds. danced over and over again, and every time he watched it, Chu Fei had a different feeling, even if Chu Fei had no martial arts foundation at the moment, he could see a little bit of the way after watching more.

It turns out that there are so many power skills on the sword. It turns out that there are several ways to hold a sword, and different states, different attack angles, and different power situations require different sword holding skills. After a violent collision, both hands need to relax the hilt briefly, and it is enough to gently choke the hilt with only the index finger and thumb......

Gradually, Chu Fei vaguely knew how Xiao Zihou failed - failure was in the details, too many details.

After each collision of sword bodies or skills, Wind Without a Trace dissipated his strength through a series of ingenious means. In this way, Wind Without a Trace can seize a little advantage in every encounter.

Feng Wuxian can win, of course, it is not just skills, but Chu Fei is limited to his own knowledge, and what he can see and understand for the time being is that Feng Wuxian has many, many exquisite skills.

Chu Fei was fascinated, in the world of dreams, time seemed to have no meaning, just kept playing back, over and over again. This replay in my mind is particularly impressive.

............

When Chu Fei and the other outer disciples who had ascended to the sky fell asleep, many of those who failed tossed and turned, and those who were destined to be sent home couldn't sleep at night.

But what kept him awake even more at night was the high-level of the Evergreen Sword Sect.

The head Luo Yanxing, the chief deacon Li Changfeng, the deputy head of Shenjian Peak Huang Qiufeng, and the deputy head of Yue Lingfeng were all dignified.

Luo Yanxing looks delicate, but he is not angry and arrogant, and he has his own bearing. This is the number one master of the Evergreen Sword Sect, at least the number one master on the bright side.

Needless to say, Li Changfeng looks like a young man, but the chance of gray hair on his sideburns tells the ruthlessness of the years.

Huang Qiufeng's face is white and his body is thin, and he really has a feeling of autumn breeze.

Wanyan Chuchu's face looked like he was twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and it was when he was in his prime, wearing a lake-green, simple Luo skirt, like a green lotus, but his face seemed to be a little cold and arrogant.

And beside the four of them, there were also their own disciples standing.

Xiao Zihou and Zhang Hongying, who had finished resting, retold what happened during the day.

The scroll that was given to Xiao Zihou by the acquaintance was still not opened, and it was placed in front of Li Changfeng at the moment. Many of Xiao Zihou's senior brothers, junior sisters, and junior sisters swept this scroll around, which was given by a fifth-order master, but none of them were the first to speak.

"Hey......" Luo Yanxing suddenly spoke, but with a sigh, "This change is too sudden."

Dao Yongming is the only son of Dao Lengfeng, the head of the Long Knife Sect. Not to mention anything else, just talking about this identity, it is impossible for Dao Lengfeng to swallow his anger!

Not to mention, Dao Yongming is said to be one of the best disciples of the Long Dao Sect, one year younger than Ling Feiyun, but his cultivation is one line higher than Ling Feiyun. It can be said that Dao Yongming represents a hope for the long knife gate.

Now that hope is shattered, Dao Lengfeng is definitely going crazy!

Dao Lengfeng didn't dare to provoke the predecessors of the 'Bamboo Sword Acquaintance', but the matter of his son's arm being cut off would never be pressed here. Come to think of it, tomorrow we will be able to receive the challenge book of the Long Knife Gate!"

Next to him, Ling Feiyun stopped doing it: "Master, what are you afraid of, challenge it, I have been in the Evergreen Sword Sect for hundreds of years, and I have never encountered any challenge." ”

As he spoke, Ling Feiyun's hand pressed to the hilt of the sword, with the posture of sweeping the long knife door now.

Ling Feiyun is the head disciple of the sect, and he can be said to be a role model and leader of the younger generation of the Evergreen Sword Sect, and his self-esteem is still very strong.

Luo Yanxing turned his head to look at Ling Feiyun and snorted: "Courage is commendable, but you have to think carefully about doing things." This time, it's not our fault.

But in the face of a crazy father and a boss who has lost hopes, we have to think about it: try to calm things down and don't let things get out of hand. ”

Li Changfeng spoke very calmly: "I agree with the opinion of the senior brother in charge. In my opinion, that sword cold front will definitely be angry, even if it is for the sake of face.

We can delay for a little time, and after Dao Lengfeng has calmed down, we can propose a competition between disciples to resolve this possible conflict at once.

Speaking of which, Xiao Zihou finally helped Dao Yongming stop the bleeding, which can be regarded as a life-saving grace. ”

"No! I don't agree to do this!" Yan Chuchu spoke, his tone a little tough, "I think we are the ones who should be angry about this matter."

That Dao Yongming led people to challenge, not to mention the troubles, but also took advantage of the fire to rob and take advantage of the danger of others, intending to humiliate the disciples of my Evergreen Sword Sect, without a nameless and decent style. This thing doesn't make sense anywhere!

Early tomorrow morning, we should send someone to the long knife gate to question and come to the door to ask for guilt!

Senior brother, over the years, you have become more and more forward-looking and indecisive!"

Luo Yanxing smiled bitterly, Li Changfeng also smiled bitterly, and Huang Qiufeng said with a slightly reproachful tone: "Senior sister, senior brother is responsible for the development of the Evergreen Sword Sect, and it is better to be careful than to make a mistake and cause a catastrophe." ”

"If you don't have the courage to do things, you will also be doomed!" Wanyan Chuchu looked like a Qinglian fairy, but when she said it, she didn't let her eyebrows go.

Luo Yanxing frowned and thought for a while, and finally made a decision: "Senior sister is right, this time it is the long knife door that is at fault."

Ling Feiyun!"

"Disciple is here!" Ling Feiyun took a step forward, his head held high, and his tone was sonorous and powerful.

Luo Yanxing raised his head, not angry: "Early tomorrow morning, you and Xiao Zihou and Zhang Hongying will come to the door to ask for the guilt!

Also, you go and get a hundred-year-old ginseng and bring it, no matter what, etiquette cannot be abolished; ”

"Yes!" Ling Feiyun's eyes brightened instantly.