(Although I have low back pain, it's like a saw pulling a certain sutra in my body, thinking of a brother who is risking being discovered by the chief and still hiding from reading my book, it is rare to have a confidant in life, and grit my teeth! For him! and for the early completion of this novel, I fight! Two changes today!)

Two hours passed, and the soldiers' eyes were open in bewilderment, and they could not feel anything but sit here.

Zhao Fan sighed, the poor three shook his head and looked at Zhang Xin, Zhang Xin was angry with a solemn expression on his face: "Martial arts need to be gradual and gradual, it can't be achieved overnight, the things that are perceived will stop tomorrow for the time being, everyone will eat first, and everything will be as usual tomorrow for training!"

Zhang Xin was puzzled, and walked alone like a lieutenant tent without eating, Zhao Fan and poor San couldn't see the previous scene, and the soldiers naturally didn't know, and they were still full of expectations for their future military careers.

At night, it is the turn of the first three people to run the lap today, which is also a plan formulated to prevent a few people in good physical condition from monopolizing the reward, so as to make the soldiers of the first battalion lose their hope and hope.

Poor San and Zhao Fan rarely saw Zhang Xin so silent, Zhao Fan understood a little, and Poor San Que thought that Zhang Xin was angry with himself because he called him many times last night, so he took the initiative to call Zhang Xin at night, Zhang Xin just said lightly that the game he got last night was enough, so he didn't say much.

Zhao Fan got up at the fifth watch, but found that Zhang Xin was no longer there, and someone had to preside over the training in the camp He couldn't get out, so he looked at the empty bed where Zhang Xin slept, and saw that the snoring was shaking the sky and the poor three just sighed.

Zhang Xin was bored in his chest, he didn't sleep all night, and got up early to wash up and leave the camp. Looking at the waning moon and the scorching sun occupying half of the starry sky at dawn, he remembered the scene yesterday when the breath produced by the soldiers of the battalion was incompatible with the aura of heaven and earth, so his heart became a little anxious.

"Am I wrong? Or maybe I'm in a hurry and have gone down the wrong path?" Zhang Xin muttered.

This camp of the Beizheng Army is very large, and he is not very familiar with it, so he walked and walked to the white camp tent, which was originally arranged for the family of the lieutenant general to live temporarily, and it was also the place where Yerao, Yulu and Xiaoxiao were located, Tang Zi often came just to let Yerao carry out follow-up diagnosis and treatment, and the rest of the time he was mostly catching up with his father and living in the Shuai camp.

Zhang Xin walked to the gate of the white camp with his hand, the guards stepped forward to ask, Zhang Xin showed the token, and the soldiers knew Zhang Xin and saluted respectfully.

Zhang Xin wanted to find someone to relieve his boredom, but he was afraid that he would be disturbed too early, and besides, men and women should not be so reckless. So he stopped his steps and just looked inward and didn't go in, there were already countless queues on the training ground drilling, Zhang Xin looked at it, the breath of being in the square was more obvious, and the breath of the soldiers in the new spear barracks yesterday was even stronger, and there was a faint coercion. In the same way, there is also a relatively strong aura of heaven and earth gathered outside the head of the Fangzheng soldiers, but the difference is that there is still a trace of the qi of heaven and earth on this training ground, and this aura is only the coercion generated by the soldiers Fangzheng, and there is no intention of eyeing the enemy.

The more Zhang Xin looked, the more puzzled he became, the fog in his heart became thicker and thicker, Zhang Xin was looking down and thinking, and heard dense footsteps behind him, it seemed that there were many people running towards here, Zhang Xin turned around, with the strength of his martial arts master now, his vision was naturally far beyond ordinary people, and not far away was his spear battalion that began today's training.

Zhang Xin sighed deeply, covered his face with his clothes, and walked sideways in a different direction, he felt that yesterday's bold words seemed to be deceiving, which made him have no face to face this writing with expectant eyes: "What is given is just words, just illusory hope, what is this not a lie?"

Walking out of the training ground sideways, Zhang Xin, who was a ghost, actually walked in front of the handsome tent, Xiao Kill's handsome tent was heavily guarded, he didn't have the courage to face the soldiers of that battalion before, this time he didn't have the courage to face Tang Yun, he turned his head and left without looking.

"Since you're here, why don't you come in?" Zhang Xin just turned around, and Tang Yun's voice came from his ears.

"This" Zhang Xin was shocked in his heart, "This Marshal Tang is also too powerful, is this the strength of the Martial Immortals?"

Now in this battalion, you are the post of deputy lieutenant, although it is temporary, but you are really a marshal, not to mention that the level of martial arts strength is amazing, you still pretend to be deaf and dumb when you go in, this is not the way of life.

Zhang Xin smiled and walked towards the handsome camp, the guard just glanced at Zhang Xin, as if he had already received the order, Zhang Xin looked respectful, and tidied up his clothes before approaching the tent, and then raised his hand to open the tent curtain.

When he came to the Beizheng Army before, Zhang Xin was extremely nervous, and he didn't have the heart to look at the camp of the legendary general of the Rongfeng Dynasty, and now he opened the camp and began to observe it carefully.

This tent is not only made of black tarpaulin, but also has many wooden structural supports, and the floor is covered with black wooden planks, and there seems to be a space as wide as the top under the wooden plank, as if it is used for storage. Then look at the innermost part of this handsome tent is separated by a wall made of black wood, and there are curtains on the left and right sides of the wall, and inside the curtain is the marshal's living place. There is a topographic map hanging in the middle of the black wood wall, the mountains and rivers of the Rongfeng Continent are marked on the dangerous roads and towns, the left and right sides of the map are the banner of the Rongfeng Dynasty, and the other is the flag of the Beizheng Army, there is a copper case under the black wood wall, the length is more than one zhang and the width is about half a zhang, on which there are neatly visited pen holders and paper and ink and many rolled papers, there are dozens of chairs under the steps where the handsome case is located, there are dozens of seats respectively, all the generals sit on it that day, each chair is put down according to this thick black wooden pillar, there are slightly lower flat tables on the left and right sides of the chairs, and there are candlesticks and some things in the scrolls on the table。

Behind the left and right sides of the handsome camp are still placed with some chairs, and there are some torches that can be removed at any time on the wall, and the torches are still burning at this time, illuminating the handsome tent clearly, Zhang Xin is feeling the sense of slaughter and seriousness brought by this handsome camp, the door curtain opened, and Tang Yun walked out slowly with this book in his right hand.

"It's coming" Tang Yun didn't have the slightest expression on his face, and walked to the bronze case and sat down.

Zhang Xin hurriedly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee: "Subordinates see the marshal!"

"You are not a man of the army, so you don't have to. As soon as Tang Yun waved his hand, a coercion came, as if he wanted to forcibly hold up Zhang Xin's body to make him stand.

Zhang Xin got up and stood there not knowing what to say.

Tang Yun didn't look at him either, just continued to look at the scroll in his hand and said nothing, "In the past few days, I have been yelled at by the boys in your battalion every day, and the way you and Zhao Fan train the soldiers is a little unique. ”

Zhang Xin was stunned: "Disturb the marshal's rest, and know your mistake below." ”

Tang Yun was a little displeased, looked up at Zhang Xin and said, "The army will come to the fifth watch to start training quickly, why bother and just say?"

Zhang Xin kindly said the wrong thing, and he was speechless for a while.

"I'm used to hearing the sound of neatness, and I can't hear this chaotic shout, so it doesn't matter if you continue to practice you, I won't interfere. Tang Yun's brows furrowed.

Zhang Xin thought of the battalion of soldiers, and the eyes full of anticipation appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but lower his head, and the feeling of annoyance in his heart rose again.

Who is Tang Yun? Zhang Xin's mood fluctuated, and he knew it as soon as he swept it, and said, "Something?"

Zhang smiled hard and thought to himself: I want to find someone to relieve my boredom, but this object is unavoidable

Tang Yun was a little impatient: "I asked you to come and there is nothing else, there is a letter from Wusai and the Holy Land, you can take a look"

Tang Yun waved his hand, rolled up the two letters on the case and flew to Zhang Xin's hand, Zhang Xin opened it and saw that it was a letter from the Poor Sun God and the silent master to Tang Yun, which was mostly greetings and handed over the poor San and Yerao to Tang Yun to take care of him, and only mentioned it to Zhang Xin in passing. ”

Zhang Xin knew that the two seniors had intentions, and before they really thought that there was no big white, they were afraid that Tang Yun would be angry and attack Zhang Xin, such as mentioning Zhang Xin too much in the letter, especially Zhang Xin's confrontation in the Daoming Holy Land, for fear that Tang Yun would think that Zhang Xin had received the protection of the two major sects, which would make Tang Yun feel that Zhang Xin was provoking him.

Zhang Xin smiled bitterly, put the letter aside, and still stood respectfully on the table.

"Okay, if you have nothing to do, go by yourself!" Tang Yun stopped looking at him.

Zhang Xin turned around to leave, but there was a thought in his heart: Tang Yun is a martial arts immortal, and he can't find a second person besides him at the moment, so I don't know what he thinks in his heart, and it seems that he is still hostile to me, so I don't know how to ask such a rash question."

Tang Yun frowned and looked sideways again: "If there is something, just say, the glory in our army is not to twist this person!"

Zhang Xin gritted his teeth, turned around and bowed again: "My subordinates are confused, and I dare to ask the marshal to solve it for me!"

"Oh, come up and sit down and say!" Tang Yun seemed to be a little interested, put down the scroll in his hand and looked at Zhang Xin, and motioned for Zhang Xin to sit down.

Zhang Xin found a position not far away and sat down, sorted out his thoughts and said: "The three potentials of heaven, earth and man, why not allow it?"

Zhang Xin didn't say anything about his training methods, nor did he talk about the middle details, opening his mouth was the big truth, because he knew that Tang Yun didn't like to talk too much, and this question had just come out, and Tang Yun was really more interested.

"Hmm" Tang Yun touched it and replied for a moment: "Martial arts is a fusion of three potentials, why not tolerate?"

Zhang Xin didn't say anything, and pointed to the off-the-net training ground behind him.

When Tang Yun saw it, he laughed: "I see, when there is this, there should be this, when there is this." ”

Zhang Xin was surprised, could it be that this Tang Yun had the same experience as him?

Tang Yun continued: "Not only is this not tolerated, but there is also no allowed" After speaking, he just shook one hand slightly in front of him, Zhang Xin saw that a gust of wind suddenly hung out of thin air in this handsome camp, and he saw that the air around him was converging towards Tang Yun's hand like a tide.

Zhang Xin quietly used his strength, and was stunned to find that there was not a single speck of air around him that could transform his own strength, although he could still breathe, but a sense of powerless fear made his scalp hairy.

Zhang Xin remembered Yerao's description of the battle between him and Dao Ming afterwards, and remembered Tang Yun's test of him when he first saw him here that day: "This is the strength of a martial arts immortal! If it weren't for Dao Ming's sobriety, if Tang Yun hadn't deliberately tested me without going all out, I would have turned into dry bones" The more Zhang Xin thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his clothes were wet with cold sweat.

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