The proprietors of the Ethereal Immortal Pavilion are extremely smart, and they know that what they can see but can't eat is the most appealing to people's hearts.

The whole fairy pavilion is arranged in a ring, divided into three layers, the stage is built in the center, there are beautiful dancing sleeves, and there are beautiful people sitting and playing, and the stage lighting is also renovated.

Drinking tea is just a gimmick, selling art is real, the biggest deal is still selling yourself, but it is not a customer to pick goods, but a goods to pick customers.

The height of the stage is just level with the middle floor of the Immortal Pavilion, and the people on the lower floor can only look up, the middle layer can look at eye level, but the upper layer can look down.

For the same spiritual tea, the lower layer sells 10,000 spirit stones for a pot, the middle layer sells for 50,000 yuan, and the upper layer sells for 100,000 spirit stones.

Mo Shaoli was rich in wealth, he didn't care about these few spirit stones, he sat in the top private room with Situ Pengyuan, directly ordered a pot of spirit tea worth millions of spirit stones, and found that there were all kinds of spirit fruits, and spent all the spirit stones in the storage bag in one go, ordered more than three million spirit stones of spirit fruits, and put them on a large table.

Situ Pengyuan, an eighth-rank Dan master, was a little stunned, and he didn't squander it like this with spirit stones, right?

"Brother Shaoli, this trick of the Ethereal Immortal Pavilion is to use beautiful women to seduce us young people, squeeze our storage bags, come and see, just mean it, there is no need to spend so much. ”

Mo Shaoli waved his hand coolly, and said: "I naturally know this, they sell 100,000 spirit stones for 100,000 in black eyes, if I usually don't do this, don't you invite you to play today, brother, how can you be stingy with spirit stones." ”

"Hehe, the first time I saw you, I knew that my brother was righteous. Situ Pengyuan pointed to the red-clothed beauty dancing in the field and said, "That's the red-sleeved fairy of the Ethereal Immortal Pavilion." ”

The two beside her are her attendants, the one who sings is called Zhu Niang, and the one who strokes the qin is Qingyun Fairy...... Brother, you make such a move, there will be a good chance later. ”

Mom, damn the seal!

Mo Shaoli turned his eyes around, but said in his mouth: "The drama is ruthless, just take a look, and do anything else, otherwise, even if people are squeezed dry, the storage bag will be squeezed dry." ”

"Brother Less Witty. Situ Pengyuan replied dryly, and couldn't help but speak again: "In case you are fancied, it should be free, cough cough, brother Shaoli, you see ......"

Mo Shaoli smashed his mouth and said, "Brother Pengyuan, you go." ”

Situ Pengyuan smiled.

"Don't leave your brother and fight for righteousness!"

Mo Shaoli asked strangely, "Brother Peng Yuan, how many spirit stones can an alchemist like you earn from a furnace of elixir?"

Situ Pengyuan said: "I can refine the highest eighth-order pill now, and the success rate is only less than sixty percent, and it takes about three days for each furnace, and if you remove the cost of medicinal materials and rent a fire room, you can also earn 500,000 spirit stones, and then you can remove the cost of ordinary cultivation, in fact, there is not much left." ”

"I asked for 10 million spirit stones from my family, and I bought it after two years of alchemy. ”

It turned out that his meal was worth most of his income for half a year, which seemed to be a bit reckless.

......

The two drank spiritual tea, ate spiritual fruits, watched and chatted, and unconsciously half a day had passed. A middle-aged female cultivator walked into their private room, saluted respectfully, and said to Mo Shaoli:

"This son, the red-sleeved fairy, please tell me. ”

The main drama is coming!

Mo Shaoli said: "Today is my senior brother's treat, and I don't dare to take the lead." ”

Situ Pengyuan stood up and said with a smile: "Then I'll go and have a good talk with the red-sleeved fairy." ”

The middle-aged female cultivator looked at the two of them, smiled slightly, and said, "Prince Pengyuan, please come with me." ”

"The paralyzed ones all know each other, it seems that Situ Pengyuan is still a frequent visitor. Mo Shaoli thought to himself, and then got up and walked out of the Ethereal Immortal Pavilion.

There was a taxi at the door, and I took a taxi back to the first branch of the Danbu to explain to Trisi, and told her to keep an eye on Mo Xingyi and not to contact the Mo family. I went back to my room to meditate and practice for a night, and set off early the next morning to report to the military headquarters.

The school field of the branch is oval-shaped, with a maximum length of 50 li and a width of 20 li, and the sergeants on the school field are divided into 30 arrays for training. It took Mo Shaoli a lot of effort to find the first array.

No more, no less, exactly fifty people were practicing their own physical skills, and all of them were men.

Where is the beautiful woman Huang Renjie said?

After searching carefully, he immediately noticed that the only body refiner on the periphery who was not wearing battle armor was strong and fat, with two long braids on his chest, his hands behind his back, and his eyes were patrolling the field back and forth.

"This is the eighth sister of the first formation?"

"Ruhua, why don't you call it Zhu Bajie?"

"Nima, this is the famous beauty of your first branch?"

Mo Shaoli suddenly felt that he was not lightly pitted, thinking that there was a beautiful boss on the stall, and he was happy in his heart, and he rushed to come early in the morning, but he didn't expect it to be such a good person.

After thinking about it, I decided to go back to Huang Renjie and ask him if he could change it for himself. With such a "beautiful" instructor staring at her every day, how can she still be in the mood to train? You won't be able to hold on for three days without three years.

turned around and was about to slip away, but there was a deafening cheer behind him:

"Stop!"

Mo Shao centrifuged his head, pretended not to listen, and quickened his pace.

"Boom!"

A cloud of smoke and dust splashed in front of Mo Shaoli, and a behemoth fell in front of him.

Zhu Bajie jumped directly in front of him from a hundred meters away, stretched out her fan-sized palm and grabbed him by the hair, raised it in front of her, looked at it, and asked:

"You are the Mo Shaoli that the first adult said?"

Mo Shaoli squinted his eyes, covered his face with both hands, blocked the splattering spittle, and said hesitantly:

"I'm not called Mo Ziying...... I seem to be on the wrong track...... Beauty, can you put me down first?"

"Hmph!" Eighth Sister Zhu threw Mo Shaoli out more than ten meters with her hand, smashed it on the ground, crossed her hands on her waist, and said angrily: "Are you kid looking down on me?"

Mo Shaoli felt that his bones were broken apart, stood up, rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "How dare I, my lord, the murderous aura on your body is too fierce, it scares me...... Hehe...... I suddenly realized that training in the military department was not very suitable for me who was kind and pure. ”

"Farewell!"

"Hmph, you can come if you want, you can leave if you want, what do you think is the place in the military department? ”

"If you dare to take one step, I will break one of your legs, and if you dare to take three steps, I will break all three of your legs. ”

Mo Shaoli was about to release the magic sword and escape, when he heard the words, he was so frightened that he stood in place and didn't dare to move, and scolded in his heart: Lao Tzu, who has you offended? Huang Renjie, you turtle grandson Temo's pit for me! Didn't you say that you can quit at any time?

"My lord, beauty, you're not joking, are you?" Mo Shaoli saw Eighth Sister Zhu walking towards him aggressively, and hurriedly changed his words: "Ahem, I was joking just now, my lord, the little one is wrong!"

"My lord, I'll train right away!"

Mo Shaoli finished shouting to take the blood knife, and waved it "ho ho ho".

The first cut in the sky!

Second Slash!

......

Ten consecutive slashes in the sky!

Mo Shaoli brandished the Blood Jiao Knife, ran fifty meters away in one breath, avoided Zhu Bajie from a distance, squinted his eyes, and found that the person was gone, turned his head to look, and was so frightened that he almost slashed down.

Zhu Bajie unknowingly stood beside him.

"Who did you learn the tattered knife technique from, it's simply an insult to the combat technique of Dutian Thirty-three Slashing. ”

Eighth Sister Zhu said, stretched out her hand to dodge Mo Shaoli's Blood Jiao Knife, looked at it and said, "Ninth-order weapon, you kid is quite rich!"

The blood knife in Sister Zhu's right hand was pinched and bent by her with one hand, and then she held the back of the knife with her left hand and folded the blade in half, and then folded it in half with both hands, and then folded it in half, and folded it directly into a ball. Pu Fan's rough hands pinched the mud, and the blood knife was pinched into a round ball one by one.

Is this still human power?

Mo Shaoli swallowed his saliva and stood in place, not daring to let a fart go.

Zhu Bajie threw the iron ball on the ground and said, "In the future, without my approval, you are not allowed to practice weapons and combat skills, come with me." ”

Mo Shaoli honestly followed behind Eighth Sister Zhu and walked to the center of the school field.

Zhu Bajie pointed to the nine black eight-sided stone tablets in front of her and said: "This is the Futu Tablet, which records the Futu Ten Thousand Killing Techniques, which are divided into four categories: fists and feet, body techniques, combat skills, and supernatural powers. Give you three months to familiarize yourself with the 3,000 punches and kicks of the first Futu Monument. ”

"Every morning, I practiced my exercises freely, trained in the afternoon, and rested in the evening. ”

"Give you an hour's time, hurry up and memorize the first hundred tricks directly north of the Futu Monument. ”

Mo Shaoli stepped forward to check, the first 100 moves were all boxing techniques, from simple to complex. Soon I found that the six moves of the "Starfall Fist" that I had practiced were all included in it, but there was no name.

The so-called Futu Ten Thousand Killing Technique is to fuse the physical skills and combat skills of various body refiners?

Mo Shaoli wanted to open his mouth to ask what was the use of cultivating so many low-level physical techniques, but when he squinted at Eighth Sister Zhu's evil face, he wisely chose to be silent.

Three months, patience passed.

I endure!

After cultivating to build the foundation, the soul continued to grow stronger, and the memory became much stronger, and these low-level physical skills were all memorized at a glance. The school field is so big, it's not easy to make a trip, so simply write down all the three hundred and seventy-five killing moves in the north.

These moves have been erased from their names, including a lot of punches, legs, palms, claws, hand-to-hand combat joint techniques, etc., each move is a direct killing move, without the slightest superfluous fancy element.

Eighth Sister Zhu noticed that he had written down all the killing moves, and said, "Let's go, go back to training with me, and collect your 100,000 contribution points, I will definitely be serious and responsible." ”

"Recruit training is only one of the ways to kill in the army, sharpening the will is the key, the monk refines the body, the first thing is the will, the understanding is second, and the talent is again. ”

What Sister Zhu said was that Mo Shaoli could already understand that the pain of refining the body and quenching the bones was not something that ordinary people could bear.

The three universities in his life, society, the army, and prisons, in his last life, he studied at the social university for eleven years, and he barely reached the graduation level. In this life, I walked into the army university again, and at the beginning, it seems that it is much more difficult to mix than a social university!

"You are now at the twenty-seventh layer of the Dragon Pillar Realm, and your cultivation is far beyond that of newcomers in the same game, partly from talent, and more from relying on the true dragon essence blood to cultivate the Heavenly Dragon Nine Transformation Speed. ”

"There is nothing wrong with cultivating in this way, but there is no benefit either, in the future, the order will be reversed, first refining the body and quenching the bones, and then using the dragon's blood to quench the bones. ”

Mo Shaoli heard that the entire spine was cold, and the Heavenly Dragon Nine Transformation could share nearly half of the pain of refining the body and quenching the bones, and it could also accelerate cultivation, and as soon as the order was reversed, his cultivation speed would not only slow down, but also endure greater pain, and there would be no additional benefits, right?

This kind of cultivation method is obviously unscientific.

Zhu Bajie didn't reason with him at all, and said coldly: "If I find out that you keep commanding, I will pull out your entire vertebrae." ”

Mo Shao's back was cold again, and his grief and indignation were inexplicable.

"The people in the military department are very abnormal, my Mingyu won't be like this in the future, right?"

Secretly ruthless in my heart:

"Hmph, it doesn't matter if you're fierce, don't go out of your cultivation and become like this one, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless and kicking you out of the harem team." ”