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The morning dew is steaming in the scorching May sun.

The dry branches of the meadow on the eaves of the wooden house are spreading and uplifting, and there is no trace of yesterday's rain.

A gust of hot wind whistles and blows on a person's face, making people feel their lips dry.

Today, the lips of the border soldiers in the wing pass are dry, not only because of the dry mouth of the early morning shout, but the most important thing is that everyone has a shocking fact afterwards.

Zhang Xiaodao has only been in the border army for less than four months, and he has completed the miracle of counterattack from being beaten every day.

In this battle, Zhang Xiaodao's growth and progress are enough to make people jaw-dropping.

Whether it is his indestructible body like King Kong, or the fist that seems to be plain but has countless back hands, it makes people feel incredible.

Defeat it and use the roster to tell the truth of beating you, it does not show how careful Zhang Xiaodao is, but it will make people feel that Zhang Xiaodao has been using the tradition of the border army to urge himself to make continuous progress.

The three words Zhang Xiaodao also resounded through the wings, and before these three words, there was no prefix title such as the pig-headed recruit, the creator of Teacher Cang.

Everyone is paying attention to what will happen to Zhang Xiaodao when he enters the Wind Chasing Camp, and this day is also the first day that Zhang Xiaodao enters the Wind Chasing Camp.

There was no unique hospitality, there was no kind smiling faces of the border soldiers in the wind chasing camp, and there was not even a ...... of people.

Zhang Xiaodao didn't know why this was like this in the compound where the accommodation grade was countless grades higher than the infantry camp, and he walked around it three times, but there was still no ghost.

"Do you want to do that?" Zhang Xiaodao muttered, and then he was very good at arranging a place for himself to sit at the stone table in the courtyard.

The fatigue in his body surged after Zhang Xiaodao sat down, his expression was not solemn, but the sweat on his forehead crackled like rain.

The early morning battle was not as easy as others imagined.

Even after a stick of incense, Zhang Xiaodao was still sweating like rain, and it could be seen that his body was overdrawn and physically and mentally exhausted.

Unconsciously, Zhang Xiaodao, who had put his head on the stone table, fell asleep.

This sleep was enough until the sunset, Zhang Xiaodao was dazzled by the red light and finally woke up, he rubbed his sleepy eyes, now the red light is not blood, it is the sunset on the horizon.

"Awake?" A familiar voice came, and Zhang Xiaodao turned around to see Huang Zhenfeng sitting on the stone steps, looking at him with a smile.

"Master. Zhang Xiaodao stood up, but saw a huge scabbard lying at Huang Zhenfeng's feet, there was no overly cumbersome carving on the scabbard, just pure black.

"Sit there, the Wind Chaser Camp is out today. ”

"Out?"

"Well, there are some problems ahead of the outpost that they need to solve. ”

Zhang Xiaodao nodded and said, "What about me?"

"Follow me. Huang Zhenfeng stood up.

Under the leadership of Huang Zhenfeng, Zhang Xiaodao carefully looked at the simple courtyard, pavilion, and wing, and really felt that if it was decorated, it would look luxurious.

From time to time, after passing through the quiet corridor, Zhang Xiaodao saw a house with a closed door.

The door was not locked by a giant lock, but Huang Zhenfeng made some small movements on the candle at the gate with extra care, and the gate opened automatically.

Zhang Xiaodao didn't say much, and naturally knew that this was the most important place in the Wind Chasing Camp with the smallest number of people in the Quanji Wing Pass.

As Huang Zhenfeng walked into this room, a smell of books suddenly came, and huge bookshelves filled it.

Zhang Xiaodao still didn't speak, looking at the yellowed bamboo rolls and stacks of rice paper on the bookshelf, he already understood Huang Zhenfeng's intentions in his heart.

"Do you know what the Wind Chasing Camp is responsible for?"

Zhang Xiaodao didn't speak, Huang Zhenfeng turned around and closed the wooden door, and said softly: "The most important thing is naturally to take the rank of general among thousands of troops!"

Zhang Xiaodao nodded heavily, Huang Zhenfeng waved his hand, and the two sat down on the sandalwood chair and continued: "Under the premise of this general principle, the second is the role of scouts. ”

"What the scout needs to do is to provide the most accurate information to the main general, and to provide accurate information, he naturally needs to have a certain ability of judgment and analysis, so when he enters the wind chasing camp, the first thing he needs to practice is not martial arts, not qi. Rather, it is to know the arrangement of troops from above, astronomy and geography from the middle, and the formation of troops from below. ”

Zhang Xiaodao nodded solemnly again.

Huang Zhenfeng smiled slightly and said: "The books in this room are all miscellaneous, none of them are related to qi training, and none of them are related to weapons and martial arts, but the people who walked out from here have been rescued by these miscellaneous studies countless times. ”

"That's what you need to learn. ”

Zhang Xiaodao smiled and said, "I love to read." ”

Huang Zhenfeng said: "It's not enough to just love to see, you have to remember everything, and when you need to use it, instinctively think of this knowledge." ”

Zhang Xiaodao said: "Master, my memory has always been good, and I don't forget it. ”

Huang Zhenfeng shook his head and said, "I heard that your little notebook was written down by you?"

"Yes, when it comes to memories, I don't know why I always have a picture in front of my eyes, which is extremely clear and real. ”

Huang Zhenfeng was surprised: "Really?"

"Really. Zhang Xiaodao closed his eyes and said: "What I see now is the 'spring' that has been changing every day for the past two months."

Huang Zhenfeng's shocked expression flashed, and when Zhang Xiaodao opened his eyes, he said: "Remember the feelings of your heart, if necessary, go to see the spring [color] every day, this is a good thing."

"Spring [color], you have been studying every day lately. ”

Huang Zhenfeng scolded with a smile, and then asked, "By the way, what series of Spring Palace stones are you going to use for my collection, how are you doing?"

Zhang Xiaodao smiled bitterly: "Master, you are always with one left hand, lightly masturbate, that series is called Rabbit Girl, I still can't remember how many times I told you, I designed a total of thirty-six pieces, to ensure that you are satisfied, this just came back is not no time, in addition to being beaten, it is to beat people, and it is really too tired to do it." ”

Huang Zhenfeng knew what a rabbit girl was, anyway, the quality of Zhang Xiaodao's Spring Palace stone naturally didn't need to be said, he said: "I'll talk to you now about Yan sù, and you have to be strict too." ”

Zhang Xiaodao put away the hippie smile.

"After entering the Wind Chasing Camp, you have to understand a truth. There are no heroes here, and there are no Qi refiners in this world who can compete with the army. ”

Zhang Xiaodao was thoughtful and quickly understood the truth.

The duel between any Qi refiner in the world is often only in an instant because of the limitation of Yuan Qi, and the more high-level it is, the more so, and on the battlefield of life and death, it is not surprising that the master after a moment will be shot to death by random arrows.

After Huang Zhenfeng returned to the border pass, he asked Li Yi to talk about it and learned the story of Zhang Xiaodao in Lingyin County, so he reminded him that he didn't want Zhang Xiaodao to die in the wilderness with a hot head, let alone see his only apprentice in his life in the wilderness.

"I understand the master. ”

Huang Zhenfeng knew that Zhang Xiaodao had always been a young man who could listen to reason, so he nodded, stopped repeating, and said softly: "I'll give you ten days to memorize all the miscellaneous studies here, and then you need to go out of the border and join the people in the Wind Chasing Camp." ”

Zhang Xiaodao said softly: "Okay." ”

Huang Zhenfeng picked up the extremely long scabbard at this time and said, "Before reading the book, this knife will be given to you." He threw it away.

The long knife drew a parabola in the air, and although Zhang Xiaodao had not yet held the knife in his own hand, he could see that the pure black scabbard was slightly separated from the hilt, revealing a cold blade with a wide palm.

Stretching out his arm, Zhang Xiaodao caught the knife, but he felt the weight of his hand unconsciously force his waist, and he knew very well how far his "Wu Delusion Practice" had progressed since it was sewn out in the mountains. And being able to make him take the knife unconscious at the waist can only mean that the knife is too heavy.

Zhang Xiaodao took a deep breath, held the pure black hilt, and pulled out the knife!

"Bang!" There was a soft sound, and the long knife with a length of four feet and nine inches was revealed.

The blade is extremely wide, the blade is as thin as a cicada's wing, the back of the knife is thick and stocky, and the blade as a whole is extremely black black, as if it is dyed by ink, but the blade is extremely bright and white. Under these two poles, if you look intently, you will see light and darkness coexist.

"This knife is called Jinxiu. ”

"Splendid?" Zhang Xiaodao looked at the giant knife and couldn't help but be slightly stunned: "The name is too delicate." ”

"Well, that's someone else's name, and I like to call it Falling Snow. ”

"Why?"

"Because it always snows at the border gates, the people of the Great Wilderness also like to come when it snows. ”

Zhang Xiaodao narrowed his eyes, as if he saw Huang Zhenfeng holding the falling snow in his hand, and where the blade was going, there was snow falling and blood falling!

"Good name. Zhang Xiaodao exclaimed.

Huang Zhenfeng smiled slightly and said, "It's good to like it." ”

Zhang Xiaodao was not hypocritical, and before he thanked him, he put the knife in the sheath, but said a digression: "Master, I'm curious about something." ”

"What's the matter?"

"The left hand of the total masturbator, don't you shake the knife?"

Huang Zhenfeng was not angry, he had become accustomed to Zhang Xiaodao's vulgar taste in the past two months, stood up, knocked Zhang Xiaodao's head hard, and then said: "Read well, don't have nothing to do to tinker with the stones of the Spring Palace." ”

"And what about the series that was going to give you?"

"Don't you say that you always and your hands are shaking?"

"Filial piety comes first. ”

"I think you kid has bad intentions?"

Zhang Xiaodao hurriedly shook his head and said: "I still listen to the master, I don't carve the Spring Palace stone recently, and the province makes my beloved master indulge in excessive [desire] and kill [fine] people." ”

"Your master will die in this matter, and you will underestimate me too much. ”

"Master, how long has it been since you practiced knives?" Zhang Xiaodao asked by looking up.

"It's been three or five years. ”

"Master, the cocoons on your hands are a little thick. ”

Huang Zhenfeng ignored Zhang Xiaodao, pushed the door out, and only recalled the hidden meaning of Zhang Xiaodao's last sentence 'The calluses on your hands are a little thick' a day later.