The martial arts class of Tunghai University is not in the normal campus, but in a small cave in the depths of Damengze, receiving training.

However, after Zhang Ping saw it, he felt that perhaps it would be more appropriate to use the word 'labor reform'.

Zhang Ping saw his classmates in a mine deep in the mountains, a total of 99 classmates. They were all dusty, covered in dirt and dust, and they were wearing filter masks on their faces. Xiu Wei seems to have been sealed.

Zhang Ping was dumbfounded: "Senior sister, you said they were my classmates?" Are we in the wrong place? ”

"Only by suffering can you become a master! It is impossible to learn everything in the classroom and in books.

As the old saying goes: what you get on paper is shallow, and you never know that you have to do it.

The first thing to do when entering the martial arts class is to experience the arduous development process of the past. If you want to stand on the shoulders of giants, you first have to climb on the shoulders of giants yourself.

The prosperity of our country today is due to the hard work, blood, sweat and lives of countless ancestors.

Now that we are in the strategic defensive phase again, this hard work will continue. If you can't even endure this little hardship, how can you pursue your dreams? How to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the nation?

Therefore, the first thing they did was to dig spiritual materials such as dark iron and red copper with their own hands, prepare refining materials by themselves, and experience the hard work of their ancestors. ”

Every time it was time to preach, Gu Qingyan would become serious, and the teacher's skills were possessed.

Zhang Ping pursed his lips and did not speak. Is this called suffering? Why don't you take a trip to the sun with me?

The flying car hovered in mid-air, and Gu Qingyan looked at Zhang Ping with bright eyes.

"What? I'm telling you, I have a psychological shadow on women now. You look at me like this, it makes my heart panic. ”

Gu Qingyan covered his face, "Don't follow me!" Where's my flying sword? ”

"Oh, this!" Zhang Ping took out the flying sword from the storage ring, which was refined from Gu Qingyan's long hair.

Gu Qingyan was already at the peak of Jindan's cultivation, and his long hair was an excellent material in itself.

The body of a cultivator is full of treasures. Even if the cultivator spits out a mouthful of saliva, it is not much stronger than bird's nest. The so-called ambergris is not the saliva of a dragon!

The flying sword is dark black as a whole, with the brilliance of black crystal, but it is opaque. Only the edge of the blade has a faint translucent feeling, which is extremely sharp.

Gu Qingyan liked it at a glance, "It looks like the quality is good." ”

Zhang Ping smiled: "Senior sister, after you inject the true element, control the aggregation of the true element." ”

Gu Qingyan was a little puzzled, so he did it. Then the mouth opened, and from Zhang Ping's angle, even a small tongue was seen.

The flying sword in Gu Qingyan's hand suddenly exploded after it was injected into the true yuan, and it was actually exploded into tens of thousands of filaments that were almost indistinguishable to the naked eye, enveloping the surroundings.

Trying to shrink the true element, all the filaments gathered into a flying sword with a black crystal color.

Continuing to inject the true element, the flying sword slowly became invisible until it was invisible to the naked eye and even the primordial spirit.

Zhang Ping grinned, there was pride and a little pride in the joke, "Senior sister, I have used all the best techniques, and I have added some other materials to you, which are brought out of the sun." ”

In other words, what did Zhang Ping bring out of the sun? Nothing! If there is anything to say, it is Zhang Ping himself.

So, what did Zhang Ping add to the flying sword?

Well, it's actually just a drop of essence blood, a few drops of merit.

This time, he encountered a crisis, Gu Qingyan and Gu Yanshan ran back and forth, and it can be said that they have no regrets.

After experiencing suffering, I know preciousness.

Although Zhang Ping doesn't have a lot of merit now, how can he condense seven or eight drops a day - that's right, the condensation speed of merit is getting slower and slower.

However, Zhang Ping is not worried, and he also looks at the nationwide promotion of the 100-day foundation building, which has entered the countdown, and there will inevitably be more merits at that time.

Not to mention the sacred flame that he had prepared, as well as the technology that promoted the 'legion-like combat' of the dream realm, had also entered the acceptance stage.

I guess it's going to be a bit of merit.

As for the so-called 'essence blood', it may be very precious to others, but for Zhang Ping now, it is just ordinary blood. It's also very simple to add up - basking in the sun and daily practice.

Gu Qingyan gave it a simple try, the flying sword was indeed very good, and it had not yet been refined, and there were already so many magics.

Zhang Ping took out another memory card, "This is the technical information of the flying sword, the hair you handed over to me, the length is more than 80cm, there are about 90,000; There are about 20,000 of them that are less than 80cm in length.

Those with a length of more than 80 cm are refined into a sword body, which can be freely disassembled, dispersed, and freely combined. It can be dispersed into more than 90,000 flying needles, or it can form a net of heaven and earth, and it can even be arranged in array.

With more than 90,000 long hairs, it is theoretically possible to construct a formation of up to 90,000 square numbers. I made full use of mechanical computer theory.

The specific information is in the memory card, and the senior sister needs to go to the virtual world to learn. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Ping showed a trace of innocence (ruthless) smile on his face, "Senior sister, you studied alchemy for me at the beginning, but you took great pains, and there were more than 3,000 must-read information books, and more than 7,000 books to choose from. Tens of thousands of books in total.

People's hearts are flesh and blood, and I keep these gratitude in my heart.

Today, in order to let my sister fully grasp this flying sword, I have prepared about 14,000 books in the memory card this time.

These materials are all-encompassing, including books from the immortal realm, some books from sects such as the Immortal Sect, and many books on general cultivation methods.

There is also a lot of knowledge that I have learned in the virtual memory space, including but not limited to spiritual practice, formations, mechanical computer theory, analysis of energy and dark energy theory, matter fluctuations, energy frequencies, and so on.

In order to allow my sister to study with peace of mind, I set up about 800 problems in the flying sword, and only by solving all these problems can I really control the flying sword. ”

It's not too late for a gentleman to repay his kindness for ten years, when you asked me to read tens of thousands of books, about one-third of which were required reading, and now I have prepared 14,000 books for you, all of which are required reading, and there are books from the fairy world.

What a hard work.

After finishing speaking, Zhang Ping jumped off the flying car and ran away.

As a result, Gu Qingyan also slowly lowered the flying car and walked down elegantly.

Zhang Ping turned his head, "Senior sister, you don't have to come over." ”

Gu Qingyan said leisurely in the back: "Senior brother, don't be in such a hurry. The homeroom teacher of this year's freshman martial arts class is me. ”

"......" Zhang Ping stopped running, "Senior sister, why didn't you say it before?" ”

"I want to see how you do and decide how to develop you in the future. I have decided that your potential is enough to become a well-rounded talent, and the 40 million books of Tunghai University will be open to you. ”

“……”

40 million books, you're crazy! No, I'm crazy! It's okay to provoke her. Zhang Ping only felt that the future was bleak.

Gu Qingyan took Zhang Ping to the side of the 'mine' and shouted to all the students, "Everyone stop, let's welcome the return of the class leader with applause." ”

Sparse applause rang out, listless.

But everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhang Ping, with curiosity and expectation in their eyes.

Gu Qingyan looked at Zhang Ping with a smile: "Zhang Ping, classmate Zhang, squad leader Zhang, should you say something?" ”

Zhang Ping stood on top of the mine, but his face became serious, and he didn't have a hippie smile. "Hello everyone, I've been thinking about what I should say on the way here.

Is it an apology, after all, I came a month and a half late?

Or do you use your own experience to encourage everyone to work hard?

But seeing everyone's efforts now, I think I should say something else.

The elders always say, let us appreciate the hard work of our ancestors, and that's right.

But the elders often forget to emphasize it, or they themselves don't realize it: they have suffered, but they have stopped there; And we need to face a broader future.

We must appreciate the hardships they have endured.

We have to learn from the path they have traveled.

But that's in the past. As a young person in the new era, we must look forward to the future.

The road that the predecessors did not take, let's go!

The hardships that our predecessors have not suffered, we will eat!

What they didn't have to dream, we went to achieve.

We have to go further and pursue our own dreams.

This time, I saw the vastness of the sea of stars. Up to now, the planet owned by Huaguo is only a drop in the ocean of endless stars, and it is still in a desolate corner.

I devoured the nightmare's consciousness and learned how wonderful the outside world was, how barren we were here, so barren that even the nightmare didn't want to come here. ”

Zhang Ping said this, and a relatively clear question came from below: "You said that you don't even want to come over with nightmares, so what is it this time?" ”

As the words fell, many of the students laughed.

Obviously, everyone is a little unaccepting of Zhang Ping, a guy who didn't attend classes for a day but became the class leader.

Although you Zhang Ping is very famous, has contributed a lot, and has a lot of influence, so what? This is the school!

Absent from class at the beginning of school, and still have to be a class president, this cheeky is really thick-skinned.

Zhang Ping silently looked at these people and kept their appearance in mind. Of course, it's not that Zhang Ping has begun to memorize the little black book, but he has begun to formally understand these classmates.

What is being ridiculed right now may not be really bad, maybe it is stupid.

Those who are silent are afraid that the Lord who makes a fuss in their hearts is indispensable.

After taking a look at everyone's performance, Zhang Ping spoke: "This nightmare was invited by someone else. According to the information I know for the time being, it should be said that the Protoss invited me. ”

The students exclaimed.

The nightmare was actually invited by someone else.

This news really shocked everyone.

The students turned their heads to look at Gu Qingyan and found that their beautiful Teacher Gu was very calm and silent, and most importantly, there was a heaviness on his face.

Obviously, this news should be true.

In everyone's silence, Zhang Ping spoke again: "Who is the deputy squad leader?" Let's talk about it individually. ”