"I'm not dead! Uncle him, what the hell happened!" Zhan Changfeng touched his eyebrows, because a moment ago, he felt that something was shooting from here, and the taste of pain into the bone marrow still made him stand upside down, but fortunately, there was no wound at the center of his eyebrows, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

However, soon, he found that two milky voices were arguing in the sea of knowledge, and he couldn't help but be dumbfounded, what is the situation?

"What are you doing? Stop Lao Tzu!" Zhan Changfeng appeared in his sea of knowledge. This time, he found that he was only three inches long, covered in thunder and lightning, and he couldn't say anything weird, he thought he was struck by lightning again, but he didn't feel any discomfort. ”

"Haha, this little human is ordering me, it's ridiculous!" said a disdainful voice from the little sword.

"Little Bean, what is this, it looks like a little bean sprout, and it seems to be more braggadocio than you. ”

"Little bean sprouts? I xxxx" Xiao Jian heard a serious pant sound.

"I'll go to your uncle, how many times have I told you, no, yes, scream, I, small, bean, ding!" the little beast roared wildly.

"Got it, Little Douding!"

"I'll fuck you, uncle!" the little beast rolled its eyes, stunned.

"Tell me what you are and why you ran into the sea of knowledge. Seeing that the little beast was stunned, Zhan Changfeng nodded with satisfaction, and then asked about the little sword that suddenly appeared.

"Boy, listen up, the deity is the strongest emperor sword spirit above the Nine Heavens, have you heard this humble existence clearly?"

"Like, like, it's the same, it's not funny at all. Zhan Changfeng suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the one-inch-long sword in his hand, and a small thunderbolt slashed at the sword.

"Let go of me, you lowly being, you are blaspheming, you will regret it. Ah, your uncle's dare to call me, you are dead, dead. Xiaojian kept struggling, but he didn't break free.

"God, kill this kid, my strength has completely regressed. Little Sword was wailing.

"This little sword has an egg, and you can't even use it to shave, so you can pick your teeth. Zhan Changfeng looked at the little sword, and then sighed helplessly.

"What! You damn human, you want to pick my teeth? Heavenly Dao, let this damn human disappear into the heavens and the earth, no, let him go to the Heavenly Sword Domain first, and then die after being pierced by ten thousand swords. The little sword shook even more.

"It's too small to pick your teeth!"

"You...... I'm so angry that I'm going to kill this sword!" Xiao Jian was also angry, Zhan Changfeng looked at it, but he couldn't see any results, so he threw it aside casually, and then retreated.

"I entered the Qingyun Sect three years ago, joined the Miscellaneous Service Academy due to qualification problems, and after three years of hard work, I finally broke through the physical training realm and stepped into the aura realm. also ushered in the assessment of the sect, because this assessment of the miscellaneous academy will have 10 people promoted to outer disciples. ”

Zhan Changfeng said as he walked: "In order to compete for the quota of the outer gate, Chen Yong bribed the disciples of the outer gate to kill people here. ”

"Okay, Chen Yong!" A killing intent flashed in Zhan Changfeng's eyes, Chen Yong's strength in the Miscellaneous Servant Academy happened to be the eleventh, and he happened to be the tenth, if he killed himself, Chen Yong would be able to be promoted to an outer disciple.

In Qingyun Sect, miscellaneous disciples are the lowest existences, there is no good treatment, even food and clothing are a problem, and there is no dignity in being a person, and they are often called back and forth.

The outer disciples are much better, not only do they have a case of silver, but they can also learn combat skills, and more importantly, they can worship the deacons and elders of the outer sect as teachers, with a strong backer, even if they leave the Qingyun Sect in the future, they will have no worries about food and clothing.

Zhan Changfeng learned a total of basic exercises and thirty-six path basic sword techniques, which were exercises that all the disciples of the Miscellaneous Service Academy would know.

Zhan Changfeng looked at the fatal sword he received before, and now the wound has basically not been affected much, and he thinks that it will be healed tomorrow. You can't drop the chain in the assessment, you must become an outer disciple, because only by becoming an outer disciple can you become a martial artist.

According to the basic exercises in his memory, Zhan Changfeng only felt that there was a warm air circulating throughout his body, which made him very happy.

"This is the legendary internal strength, I used to think that it was all made up by boring people on the earth, but I didn't expect that I have really learned qigong now. ”

The air flow flows in the eight veins of the strange meridians in the body, the battle chief wind treasure is solemn, and the aura between heaven and earth flows into his body bit by bit, and there are thin thunderbolts in the ** into the true qi.

After 108 weeks of operation, Zhan Changfeng breathed a long sigh of relief, and then stood up, instantly feeling refreshed.

"Strange, doesn't it mean that it can only run for 36 weeks? How can I run for 108 weeks, is it fooling people again? ”

"This kid actually refined the thunder soul essence of the deity, making his true qi carry the effect of thunder and lightning, it is really depressing. In the sea of knowledge, the little beast squinted its small eyes and was full of depression.

"Xiao Jianjian, don't pretend to be dead, if you don't lose face, why did you faint. ”

"I'll fuck you, uncle! If you don't speak, you'll die." The little sword seemed to have been stepped on by its tail, and it floated into the air with a single brush.

"Little Sword and Sword, no matter how great you were before, but now you are really nothing, no matter how small this human being is, but you have to rely on his sea of knowledge to survive, you should understand. "Little Beast Road.

"What do you want to do?" said Xiao Jian vigilantly.

"You'd better be honest with Lao Tzu, or Lao Tzu will let that kid force you out, and then it will be the time when you will be annihilated. ”

"****** you, is this threatening Uncle Me? Tell you, Xiaodouding, Lao Tzu has not experienced any storms and waves, and will he be afraid of your threat?"

"Really?" the little beast smiled and said, "That's good, I'll expel you later." ”

"I'm afraid you can't move me, and you just move your mouth. Little Sword defied the little beast.

"I made an agreement with that kid, and that kid will find me soul nourishing grass, and when the time comes, I will see that I don't torture you to death!haha!" Xiao laughed wildly, but his voice was unusually tender.

"Hmm!" Xiao Jian fell into deep thought, this is very dangerous news, thinking that he is an emperor and dominates the heavens, but he has fallen to the point where he is now.

"How about it? Call Lao Tzu Boss, and Lao Tzu will let you go. "Little Beast Road.

"Fuck off!" the little sword floated like a corner.

"You ......" the little beast closed its eyes boredly, and lay down to sleep.

"Thirty-six Basic Swordsmanship!" Zhan Changfeng practiced all the way, although he was very proficient in the past, but it wasn't him.

"Haha! Waste!" was sweating profusely when he suddenly heard a milky voice of contempt in his head.

"Little Jianjian, believe it or not, Lao Tzu threw you into the pit!" Zhan Changfeng stopped his movements and roared with an ugly face.

"You...... You...... Uncouth. When Xiao Jian heard that Zhan Changfeng was going to throw him into the pit, he couldn't help but be a little scared, but he was more angry.

"Stay aside for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu has no time to pay attention to you. Seeing that the little sword was deflated, Zhan Changfeng stabbed a few more swords.

"God, I really can't stand it, how can there be such a stupid person, why don't you buy a piece of tofu and kill it. Little Sword's wail came to his mind again.

"xx shut up for me!" Fighting his brain, Zhan Changfeng understood these sword paths, he felt that his swordsmanship was better than that of his predecessor Zhan Changfeng, but this little sword was constantly despised, which made him have the urge to go crazy.

"You stab a centimeter upward, and then you think about it, and then ......" Xiaojian not only did not shut up, but also gushed a little.

Zhan Changfeng had a cheerful feeling, brushing was a few swords, and he felt that after the small sword was pointed, his swordsmanship was even more fluent.