Mo Bai patted Lin Miaomiao's shoulder, and the two looked very close to each other, like a pair of lovers in love. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"What are you doing! Get off it!"

Suddenly, there was a thunderous sound from below, and Mo Bai was so startled that he almost fell off the roof.

The two deftly jumped from the roof, and in front of them was a middle-aged man.

Ring-eyed and thick eyebrows, tiger's back and bear's waist, and his face is not angry and self-threatening.

"And you! What are you doing one or two? Where is all the cultivation energy on weekdays?" The middle-aged man's voice was loud, resounding above the mountain.

"Who is this man?" asked Lin Miaomiao.

"Huh?!" The man looked back, his eyes were as wide as copper bells, which really scared Lin Miaomiao.

"This person's name is Chu Xiong, he is known as the King of Chu Yan, and Chu San is crazy!" Mo Bai said with a secret technique.

Lin Miaomiao also secretly scolded herself for being big-chested and brainless, why didn't she think of using secret techniques to transmit sound?

"Everyone, come in with me!" Chu Xiong walked in front, leading this group of people, who looked like six or seven hundred, and led them into the main hall at the top of the mountain.

There was no one next to the empty hall, but now it was bustling.

Chu Xiong stood on the highest place, looking at the people below.

"I know you're not convinced!" Chu Xiong glanced at the group of angry old students.

That group of old students is really unconvinced, in previous years, there were only days when they bullied new students, and today is really the first time.

It's just that they didn't expect that there would be two heaven-level this year, and it would be good to have a ground-level product in previous years, and the existence of heaven-level is indeed rare.

Moreover, this is a place for ordinary disciples to practice, and those who are earthly and heaven-level usually worship under the elders. It's incredible to have them come here for part-time work!

"Today, the new monk is practicing in Taixuan on the first day! So, you'd better not make trouble for me, if nothing happens, it's fine, if you are defeated by some strong newcomers, Lao Tzu won't spare you! Stand down!" Chu Xiong said.

Don't look at these old students who are arrogant in front of Mo Bai, but in front of the famous King of Chu Yan, are they a fart?

This group of people left in disgrace, leaving a group of newcomers and Mo Bai and Lin Miaomiao.

"My name is Chu Xiong, I guess you have also understood it in the past few days! Everyone already knows my style of acting, right?" Chu Xiong said.

Resolute, everyone's demeanor.

The iron mask is selfless, the nature of Hades!

This is the evaluation of Chu Xiong by the disciples in Taixuan City!

In Taixuan, ordinary disciples practiced completely according to the military system.

So it was organized into a lot of classes.

Mo Bai is in the T-shaped No. 2 class, which is a very good class.

At the end of each year, Taixuan would hold a battle between the new disciples. The top 10 will have the opportunity to worship under the elders and obtain better cultivation resources.

Of course, you can also choose to challenge the elder's disciples, and if you win, you can directly worship the elder's disciples.

Chu Xiong, on the other hand, was a legendary figure, although he was the mentor of this kind of medium-sized class, the number of disciples who entered the elder's sect every year was indeed the largest of all classes.

Therefore, the relationship between the elders and Chu Xiong is also very good, but there is a little bit of a bad one.

Chu Xiong was called the King of Chu Yan by his disciples, and it was not unreasonable for Chu San to be crazy.

First of all, King Chu Yan is iron-faced and selfless, and he has no status, a man or a woman, or a friend.

Right is right, wrong is wrong. This is the principle of King Chu Yan.

"Understood!" Mo Bai thought secretly.

"I can't hear you, be louder!" King Chu put his hands behind his back and looked very happy.

"Understood!" everyone raised their voices, but King Chu Yan seemed to be a little angry, and his eyes were open, "Didn't you eat?!"

"Understood!" this time the voice shook like thunder, echoing through the empty hall.

Mo Bai couldn't cry or laugh a little, the first thing to do when entering Taixuan was to practice the art of Bigu,

The so-called art of Bigu, to put it bluntly, is not eating.

Everyone eats almost once every half a month.

So what King Chu Yan said was right, they really didn't eat.

"Very good, very good," King Chu Yan showed a rather satisfied smile, stretched out a hand and pointed at everyone, "Lao Tzu just likes to listen to this kind of heart-rending roar! Remember, in my place, you can do anything, but you must speak loudly! To be a man, you must stand up straight and do it right, these two points are achieved, and when you have confidence, you will naturally have confidence, and if you have confidence, your voice will naturally be loud......" King Chu Yan gushed at length.

"Are you a little annoyed listening to it?" said King Chu Yan with a smile.

"Nope"

In fact, everyone is saying things against their will, and listening to others talk about it for so long, I'm afraid people will feel irritable.

"I forgot what Lao Tzu just said again!"

Looking at the expression of King Chu Yan, it seemed that he wanted to be angry.

"Nope!"

"Since there isn't, let's go out and relax!" King Chu Yan smiled at everyone, but they thought that King Chu Yan was smiling very intimidatingly.

Outside the main hall, the King of Chu Yan was in black practice clothes all his life.

There were hundreds of people in front of him, all dressed in the same clothes, all white.

"Do you see anything over there?" said King Chu Yan, pointing to a mountain-high pile of things on the side.

A pile of iron armor, a pile of barrels.

"Shouldn't you let us top the barrel?!" Mo Bai sighed in his heart, this Chu San Crazy is known as an existence that can do anything.

"Everyone, put on iron armor! Female disciples, don't complain to me about your 'treatment' the same as male disciples, there is no distinction between men and women in my place! I only know that you are all disciples of Taixuan! It is my disciple of Chu Xiong!"

Everyone no longer hesitated, and put on iron armor as they said the instructions of King Chu Yan.

Mo Bai checked the iron armor, almost thirty catties, which is nothing to Mo Bai, but it is a little difficult for some weak sisters.

However, Mo Bai is now a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and he can't protect himself, and he doesn't have the mood to care about what others do.

"Very well, next, each person takes a bucket filled with two-thirds of the water, and then raises the bucket above their heads!" said King Chu Yan with a smile on his face.

Everyone did so, a group of people, each with a large wooden barrel on top of their heads, which looked very strange and ridiculous.

So from today onwards, every day now, we will come to some physical exercises, and there are not many, let's run a lap along these ten nearby hills. How's that? Not much, right?"

After hearing this, Mo Bai almost slipped his hand and knocked the barrel to the ground.

Of the ten nearby hills, no two are at least several miles apart.

Ten mountains are almost hundreds of miles away, and one person runs hundreds of miles, and he is still holding such a heavy barrel, and he is wearing such a heavy iron armor, this is simply a life-threatening rhythm!

"You haven't answered me yet, aren't you?"

"Not much!" said the crowd, gritting their teeth.

"So what are you waiting for?

With that, the group rushed down the hill like crazy.

In the lively bazaar of Taixuan, you can see a group of people carrying a large wooden barrel and wearing an iron armor through the streets.

The young men and women next to them looked at them with a smile and a smile.

......