The next day, as soon as the day dawned, Li Tianjun followed Lao Yang Tou and left, without alarming other nursing homes. According to Yang Cheng's instructions, Lao Yang Tou also brought a bag of spirit coins and gave it to Li Tianjun for use on the road.

Early in the morning, after Lu Baichuan instructed Yizi and his apprentice, he went to the paved open space in the front hall alone. It is a large area, and it was not used as a place for nursing homes to practice during the press conference. The guards have consciously chosen their blades, and although they are not as good as their previous weapons, they are still handy.

Now that there is hope in life, and there is a chance to change their fate in despair, everyone wants to behave better in front of the main family, and they each practice early.

Lu Baichuan already had a plan in his heart, and yesterday Yang Cheng gave everyone a great favor, which made everyone grateful. Today, he wants to give everyone some deterrence, and let them know that the Yang family is benevolent, but he must not be bullied, and he must not have evil thoughts.

As soon as the forty-nine guards saw Lu Baichuan arrive, they immediately silenced their voices, stood on their own, and waited for orders.

If you don't be quiet, you can't do it, Lu Baichuan deliberately released a powerful aura, and his aura was amazing. Many people don't dare to look at each other, everyone has walked through the battlefield, and this Lu Baichuan is the master who dares to kill people if he doesn't agree with each other. Usually in front of Yang Cheng, he restrained his breath, but at this moment he has no scruples in front of everyone.

Lu Baichuan glanced at everyone and didn't speak. After glancing for a moment, many people lowered their heads.

As soon as his mind moved, he communicated his divine sense, and everyone only heard the sound of "Cheng", and then saw a long sword appear, passing over the top of Lu Baichuan's head, and then reversing the tip of the sword downward. In a flash of cold light, the long sword suddenly turned into dozens of swords. It was Mei Daoqing who once taught him the stunt.

I saw that the tips of the dozens of swords were aimed at everyone, and suddenly stabbed straight into the pile, and everyone was shocked and hurriedly dodged and retreated.

After a few sounds, the stone chips flew, and everyone saw the stone slabs on the ground, with dozens of deep holes, but only saw a sword stuck in the ground. Lu Baichuan stretched out his hand and pointed, the long sword flew upside down, held it in his hand, the sword body was still shaking, and the buzzing sound was endless.

Among the people, there were some knowledgeable people, and they suddenly said in their hearts: A good sword is not weaker than the treasure weapon of the sect.

I saw Lu Baichuan stroking the long sword in his hand, and said solemnly: "The name of this sword is 'Skylark', which I obtained in the secret realm of the Great Wilderness, and I carried it with me for two years, killing 367 people, 54 people in the fusion period, and 5 people in the Jindan period. Countless demon beasts were killed, and there were four big demons in the Jindan period. ”

The crowd was stunned, and no one would question his words. Because, this is definitely a killing god. Everyone was once a disciple of various sects and families, had seen the world, and knew what it meant to be a strong person in the Jindan period. What did this God Killing God go through to hide in this small family, it seems that Young Master Yang's background is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface.

If Yang Cheng was there, he would also be surprised, he only knew that Lu Baichuan had killed more than 100 people from the Deputy Overseer's family, and he didn't know his previous achievements. Of course, he may sigh more, this old Lu pretended to be in place, and he belonged to the type where people don't talk much.

"Young Master is benevolent and righteous, I give you great favors to all Taoist friends, and I hope that you will be diligent and protect the Yang family. If someone has a ghost in their heart, violates the family rules, and insults the master's family, I don't mind having one more ghost under the sword. Lu Baichuan glanced at it and said coldly.

"Obey the orders of your predecessors!" Everyone threw up their hands and said in unison.

"Okay, in addition, there are many ordinary people in the East Wing, although they are servants, the young master favors them. All Taoist friends have cultivation, don't bully the weak, this is what the young master hates the most, don't make a mistake about yourself. ”

"Yes" Many people said in their hearts, and they used to be a little contemptuous when they saw ordinary people. But now that he has experienced the life of a prisoner of war at the bottom, how can he not experience the situation of the weak. After empathizing, I realized that everyone is human and it is not easy to survive.

Lu Baichuan saw that everyone was shocked, and he didn't see a single thorn come out, and said: "Okay, I will divide all of you Daoists into seven teams, and each team will be led by one person." Daily patrols and drills are carried out by seven teams on duty. The competition started this morning, and remember to stop at the end of the game, and the seven winners will be the team leader. ”

Everyone dispersed, gathered in a circle, and after each passed the buck, two people came out one after another, and they were about to start a fight.

"Slow" Lu Baichuan suddenly remembered something, and shouted into the distance: "Who is over there? Yes, it's you, your name is Maozi, right? Go to the back mountain and call my apprentice." ”

Maozi was just about to go out to buy wood, and was taken aback by this angry roar. Seeing a group of monks looking at him, his heart was bitter: Immortal elders, I was just passing by. Hurriedly ran to the back mountain.

Everyone was puzzled and waited.

This Lu Baichuan has developed a habit recently, it is rare to have prisoners of war from different sects to compete, and he will not let go of the opportunity to let Hua Mingzhu come to observe the exercises. Moreover, many of these people will leave in the future, and he is tantamount to asking Hua Mingzhu to collect some interest on behalf of Brother Yang.

Last night, he also tested the harvest of Yizi and his apprentices, and also instructed Mingzhu to have time to write down the exercises he had learned. Mingzhu has never entered the cultivation circle, and is not deeply involved in the world, so he has no psychological burden at all on this kind of stealing exercises. Coupled with the master's step-by-step guidance, she also felt that she had done a good job, and that night she wrote an exercise without a name according to the Zhang family's knife technique.

It's a pity that she doesn't know much about writing, and every time she encounters a word that she can't write, she has to ask Master. Recording is time-consuming, laborious, and extremely slow. If she hadn't come back too late, she would have written one more. Fortunately, there will be an old Mr. Luo who is literate and hyphenated in the future, and he can ask him to ghostwrite for Hua Mingzhu. This Mr. Luo is an ordinary person, and he is also reliable, so he will not leak the matter of Hua Mingzhu.

So all morning, Hua Mingzhu sat in the open space of the west wing, quietly watching the nurses fight.

She also had a delicate short sword pinned to her waist, which was brought to her by the master last night, saying that it was personally selected by Young Master Yang, and the medium-grade spiritual weapon was very valuable. This was the first time she had a weapon of her own, and she couldn't help but blush slightly as she rubbed the blade of her sword repeatedly.

The nurses on the field were fighting fiercely, and she obviously felt that many of the exercises were very different from those in Wuzhou, not like a system. I also benefited a lot from it, so I put aside my distractions and observed it seriously.

The people in the nursing home are also very hardworking, and many people are also like arrows, but they also know that two years is already a great kindness, and they will not get an inch, and they are willing to work here with peace of mind. In less than half a day, seven people were won, and each selected six helpers, just forming seven teams.

It happened that Mr. Luo Lao came to report, and Yang Cheng asked Luo Lao to register the seven teams of people, and in the future, there would be a record of personal personality characteristics, big and small credits, for future screening.

In the next few days, the Yang family's nursing home was officially on the right track, and Yang Cheng felt a little relieved.

Everyone will volunteer to practice on the field when they take turns, but Mei Yuchen is happy. He practiced all day long, and he didn't have a sparring opponent. Most of these nurses are similar to him, but their combat experience is much stronger than him. As soon as I was free, I came to the field to compete with them, but I made friends with a lot of martial artists, and my personality became more and more cheerful.