Meng Xingwan is obviously more comfortable with choosing between yes and no than he is with organizing his own language, "Yes." ”

Yun Jingxiao snorted unceremoniously, "You are on fire when you sleep, you are an unwelcome existence wherever you want to go." ”

Yun Jingxiao has always been a self-guided character, never caring about other people's feelings, and even when she hurts other people's emotions, she will find it funny.

However, her expression was very calm, neither ridiculed nor mean, as if she was stating some truth in the world.

In the face of Yun Jingxiao's sarcasm, Meng Xingwan didn't even give her a look, her expression was calm and waveless, her eyebrows and eyes were cold, she straightened her sleeves, turned over and got out of bed, the flames burned under her feet, rolled, and fell to the ground, "You guys sleep." ”

Her figure turned into a red stream of fire and flew out of the window, like a bright meteor in the dark night, and disappeared in a flash.

Yun Jingxiao covered the quilt and said decisively: "Sleep!"

Shen Bujiao looked out the window, there was a little worry hidden in his expression, Ye Cheng yawned, and said lazily: "Don't worry, she didn't submit the request, she won't be able to leave the military academy, and she will come back in the morning." ”

With that, she fell asleep, her breathing steady.

Shen Bujiao: "......" is this really good!

Shen Bujiao sat alone on the edge of the bed, the room was quiet and silent, the cold hit, Shen Bujiao shrank his neck, and felt that Meng Xingwan should not come back tonight, so he turned over, covered the quilt and fell asleep.

In the early morning, the dawn breaks in the east, and the morning dawn dews.

Shen Bujiao didn't see Meng Xingwan's person after she got up and washed, she frowned, "Nothing will happen to her, right?!"

Yun Jingxiao sneered while tying the belt of the green gauze robe: "Don't worry about salty radishes, people are fire spirits, they can almost burn down the house when they sleep, what can happen!"

Ye Cheng spat out a mouthwash, "Maybe you can see her in the cultivation ground." ”

Shen Bujiao wiped the water stains off his face, and finally found out what was different between him and them, "No, do you all know what to do next?!"

Ye Cheng bypassed her, walked to his place, and gave her a strange look, "Don't you know?"

Shen Bujiao was stunned, "No one told me!"

Ye Cheng picked up a booklet from the table and threw it to Shen Bujiao, "Sigh, take a look." ”

Shen Bujiao took the booklet and flipped through it, and the student handbook recorded in detail the topographical map of the military academy, what students can and cannot do, and the arrangements for students after enrollment on the first page.

Shen Bujiao's eyes widened, "Where did you get this?"

Ye Cheng didn't care and said, "Just take it on the shelf next to the hall where you report!"

As a poor ghost, Ye Cheng has a feeling of not losing anything for free.

I'd rather have a pile of garbage than let go of one.

Shen Bujiao looked at Yun Jingxiao again, and Yun Jingxiao glanced at her, "The teacher gave it when I took the entrance test, I saw that it might be useful in the future, so I took it." ”

Shen Bujiao stood stunned on the spot, and then looked up to the sky and sighed.

Yun Jing Xiaowan took care of her hair, pushed the door and left directly, Ye Cheng put the Qingxuan Sword into the Sword Mansion, and beckoned Shen Bujiao, "Let's go, don't rub it off, be careful that you will be late on the first day!"

There are as many cultivation grounds in the military academy as there are sieves, and when Song Ziyuan took Shen Bujiao to Dianjiangtai, he passed through several cultivation grounds, but they were a little far away, and she didn't really go in.

Shen Bujiao followed Miss Ye and trotted to the cultivation ground exclusive to them, the area of the cultivation ground was particularly large, and there were many monks standing on the red circular runway, and clothes of various colors were like brilliant rainbows, dotted on the cultivation ground.

The open-air, wide, flat, flat and flat, with a different atmosphere and seriousness, is Shen Bujiao's first impression of the cultivation ground.

Compared with the scene when the students first came to Yunxiaozhai to practice martial arts at the age of eight, chattering around and talking to each other, it is obviously much colder and quieter here, even if someone speaks, they still talk in a low voice.

Shen Bujiao looked around, silently counted the number of people in the cultivation ground in his heart, when he came, he felt that there were a lot of people, and after counting, there were more than seventy, and there were many who came one after another, Ye Cheng and Shen Bujiao were mixed in the crowd, and soon saw Meng Xingwan standing in the wind, Meng Xingwan's eyebrows and eyes were cold, his expression was calm and indifferent, and the morning breeze lifted his long hair and flew in the wind, as if he was going to leave in the wind in the next second.

Yun Jingxiao stood a little away from the crowd, the world was independent, the green gauze robe was flying, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and there were monks rushing towards this side, and it didn't take long for a man wearing a red, black and gold robe with narrow sleeves as the main tone to walk towards this side slowly, tall and straight, with cold eyebrows and eyes, and a restrained breath, with an awe-inspiring momentum that was not angry and self-threatening.

As soon as he saw his dress, Shen Bujiao knew that it was the teacher of the Military Academy, everyone was tense, and they stood up straight unconsciously, without him, the man's momentum was too terrifying, and his cultivation had reached the early stage of integration, and most of the monks standing here were Jin Dan and Yuan Ying Xiu.

Shen Bujiao knew that the monks standing in the cultivation ground now were all like her, and they only passed the entrance test and came in, which showed that they definitely had extraordinary abilities and were the real pride of the sky.

Shen Bujiao's cultivation is only in the early stage of Jindan, in this cultivation field, if you only rely on cultivation, she is definitely the existence at the bottom, but who is standing here who has no other ability?!

It's her three roommates, all of them are extraordinary, Ye Cheng is a sword cultivator, and he already has a sword spirit, that's not one in all, that's not necessarily one among millions of monks, the sword spirit is in sword cultivation, just like the sound spirit is in the sound cultivation, that is only available in top sword cultivation.

Like Shen Bujiao, the Jueyun Sword followed her up the Sword Mountain, down the Sea of Fire, and worked in the Great Wilderness Realm for ten years, down to the Nine Secluded Styx, and the shadow of the sword spirit was not seen.

Yun Jingxiao, let's not talk about the personality first, the wicker drawn out can have the power of a battle under Ye Cheng Ling's sword intent, and comprehending the way of time can go back to time, you must know that the way of time and the way of space are the most difficult ways to comprehend in the three thousand avenues, and compared with time and space, they are more subtle and difficult to understand.

The comprehension of the Dao is definitely a profound knowledge, and the vast majority of the monks standing on the cultivation ground have not even touched the threshold of the Dao.

Understanding, qualifications, account for the vast majority of them, and hard work alone is useless.

Hard work is only the only thing they can do on the road ahead, within the controllable range.

As for Meng Xingwan, he is a spiritual creature born between heaven and earth, and he is definitely loved by heaven and earth, as long as the volcano that gave birth to her is not extinguished, Meng Xingwan is immortal, and he is cut down, it doesn't matter, he is a good man after a hundred years.

Qin Zheng stood in front of all the monks, silent, with a solemn expression that did not smile.

The kind of coercion that was released invisibly made everyone's scalp numb and tremble, and the coercion of the merger period was definitely no less than the ten mountains suddenly pressed down, many monks trembled in their legs, their muscles tensed, their faces turned pale, and the blood seemed to retreat from the surface of the skin into the body.