Luo Feng glanced at Tian Qingyi and frowned.

"...... these warriors?"

"These people are all subordinate to the hall master and have been co-opted." The shadow on the side spoke to give an explanation.

"Co-optation?!"

Luo Feng looked at this group of people and exclaimed.

This has been the case before, but there are far from so many people.

"Luo Feng, these people are in your hands."

Yebei's footsteps did not stop, and a word of indifference floated indifferently, and walked straight into the main hall.

These warriors in society, whether they are from sects, families, or hermitages, are lazy, unruly, selfish, and unpatriotic.

It is said that the War Department is the best place to train people, refine their iron bones, and temper their will.

This is especially true of the Temple of the Gods!

This is just physical training, and more importantly, it is necessary to let these people who have no patriotic heart realize what it means to work hard, what it means to dare to fight, and what it means to sacrifice oneself for the people!

This is a fine work style, a full embodiment of the quality of will, and an important guarantee for defeating the enemy.

This kind of bad weather is like a common occurrence for the soldiers in the palace.

At this moment, Tian Qingyi was still screaming.

Luo Feng stepped forward and shouted, "You, what's your name." ”

However, Tian Qingyi ignored it, and her sleeves kept waving, dispersing the surrounding dust.

"Grandpa, what the hell is this place, let's go, phew, phew!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the dust poured directly into his mouth.

"Qingyi, don't talk nonsense!" Rong Tianxiang beside him sighed in a low voice.

Although it was the first time he came, he knew that this desert north place was the base camp of the Zhu God Temple.

Seeing that his granddaughter still didn't answer, Rong Tianxiang hurriedly replied: "My lord, this person is my granddaughter, named Tian Qingyi. ”

As a refining master, he is admired by countless martial artists outside, but here, there is no arrogant capital.

"Let her answer for herself."

Luo Feng's face was indifferent, and he spoke coldly.

Here, there are only soldiers, there is no distinction between men and women, and Luo Feng will not pity the jade.

As the only female soldier in the north, Shadow was just an ordinary person when she first came, not a warrior, and it was winter, and the biting cold wind rolled up the sand and dust mixed with snowflakes, and the weather was even worse than now.

Except for eating and resting normally, the rest of the time is on duty here for three full months!

After becoming a warrior, it is even more so, even the time for eating and sleeping is saved, and the thunder does not move day and night, and stands straight in the wild sand.

Why are the soldiers in the palace all iron-blooded, not fighting on the battlefield, but daily training, which has created iron bones and perseverance.

Only in this way can a person's will be truly tempered.

People are not afraid of pain, they are afraid of losing their strength, they are not afraid of hardships, they are afraid of losing hope.

When you encounter difficulties, you will never give up until the last moment.

This sentence is easy to say, but when you really encounter it, you often retreat.

It's human nature.

Only after all kinds of tribulations can we sail against the current without turning back.

This is also of great benefit to the path of martial arts.

Rong Tianxiang's lips squirmed, but he didn't speak again after all.

Over the years, all kinds of doting have indeed spoiled my granddaughter.

Feeling that the person in front of him exuded bursts of coercion, and the grandfather beside him was silent, Tian Qingyi's eyes were red, and she was about to cry out if she was aggrieved.

"Tian Qingyi!"

With a coquettish drink, a lot of dust was immediately poured into his mouth.

"Phew......"

"Swallow!"

Luo Feng's face was expressionless, and he snorted coldly, accompanied by a coercion, which made Tian Qingyi take two steps back.

He looked at his grandfather for help, but received no response.

This time, she was really scared, and swallowed the dust in her mouth, only to feel a hot pain in her throat, and tears couldn't stop slipping.

"Put away your tears, here, there is only blood, no one sheds tears!"

Luo Feng snorted.

……

As the sky was faintly white, in this desert north place, it was slightly dim, and for a whole night, the wind did not stop, and these people also stood all night.

Luo Feng stood in front of everyone, his body straight, motionless.

Under the sand and dust, the same is true of the rows of black-clothed power suits, and the straight body is like a row of Jin Song.

"I didn't even run a single one."

Outside the door of the main hall, behind Yebei, Bai Yourong moved the lotus step slowly.

These loose warriors in society have never experienced this kind of tribulation, and more importantly, their unruly character has created an arrogant nature, and they will easily condescend to others and be at the mercy of others.

Yebei stood with his hands in his hands, looked at these warriors in the distance, and did not answer.

In one night, no one escaped, which was beyond his expectations.

However, he knew that the reason why none of these people chose to flee was nothing more than a belief that supported them, and that was the Divine Curse.

If they don't learn the trick of punishing the gods, they won't be willing to leave.

As a martial artist, only the exercises may be able to make them so persistent.

But before that, it is necessary to temper the unruly nature that has been tempered in them.

No matter what your identity and strength were before, here, there is only one identity, and that is a soldier.

Obedience is a vocation!

At this moment, the bodies of many people began to shake.

The overnight time, coupled with such a harsh environment, made their consciousness gradually begin to trance.

Luo Feng was aware of this, and still stood up straight and did not speak.

Although they are martial artists, their physical fitness is obviously not good.

When the body has reached its limit, only by relying on the support of the spiritual mind can a person's physical potential be thoroughly tapped.

Persist for one more second, is an important step forward in life, only learn to grit your teeth and persevere, no matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, you will not give up easily.

Boom......

There was a muffled sound, and the sound was instantly drowned out in the howling wind.

One person fell first, not someone else, it was the refining master Rong Tianxiang.

has already reached the age of antiquity, and standing under the wild sand all night has already reached the limit of his body.

"Grandpa!"

Tian Qingyi suddenly exclaimed, but only felt dizzy for a while, and fell to the ground.

……

As the foreground becomes clearer.

Rong Tianxiang found himself lying on one bed, and on another bed in the room, his granddaughter was lying quietly on it, her eyes closed, and she still hadn't woken up.

"Alas......"

Rong Tianxiang sighed, walked over slowly, stretched out his old palm, and gently wiped the dust off his granddaughter's face.

The corners of his chapped mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't say a word.

Of these warriors present, he was the only one, not for himself, but for the second half of his granddaughter's life.

I have reached the twilight of my life, and the loess has been buried to my neck, so what else is there to pursue.

The only thing he can't let go of is his granddaughter.

If Qingyi can stay in this temple for the rest of his life, he still has nothing to worry about, and he can be blind to death.