The two unconsciously walked to a waterfall, only to see the turbulent water rushing down from a height of thousands of zhang, surging and mist, Wu Daoan couldn't help but look fascinated.

Wu Liangui also squinted his eyes for a while, and suddenly recited the mantra, and the invisible cold power spread rapidly around him, and the huge waterfall became an upside-down glacier in the blink of an eye.

Wu Daoan looked at him in surprise: "What are you doing here?"

"I want to have a fight with the fairy and see how the fairy is used. Wu Liangui explained with a smile.

It is worthy of being a monk who came out of the years of fighting, fighting, killing, and killing, and he didn't forget the fighting method even when he was dating a beautiful girl. As a water magician, Wu Daoan was still a little confident in this, and quietly recited the incantation. It's a pity that Wu Liangui's technique is special, and the water element in the ice waterfall seems to be completely sealed, and he can't control it at all.

However, Wu Daoan also had his own way, his big eyes rolled around, and he suddenly made a vicissitudes of life: "Could it be that the purpose of Daoist cultivation is only to compete with others?"

Wu Liangui smiled slightly: "People live in the world, so they naturally have to compete with others. Isn't this large-scale invasion of the demon race also to compete with our human race in this sea of stars in the Ten Thousand Worlds?"

Wu Daoan glanced at him with pity and shook his head: "You are wrong. The object of our fight is not other people, nor the demons, but this day. ”

Wu Liangui stared at Wu Daoan with a shocked expression.

"This day originally only gave us a hundred years of life, so we practiced against the sky and fought for our lives. On this day, we will use the wall of laws to bind us to a plane forever, and we will perceive the laws of the world. Break free from that shackle. This day wants us to stay in the earth realm forever, so the Great Emperor has to climb the immortal ladder against the endless heavenly tribulation. Only after we have fought this day can we be ranked among the immortals. ”

I didn't expect Wu Daoan's pretending words. It actually shocked this monk who returned to the void period: "The fairy's words today are like an initiation. I think I used to be too obsessed with competitiveness, and I did fall behind. With that, the ice was lifted and the waterfall began to flow again.

It was said that Wu Daoan had not been enjoying the beautiful scenery in front of him for a long time, and a discordant strange voice came from the distance: "Senior brother, no wonder you haven't returned to the camp for so long." It turned out to be lingering with such a stunning color. ”

After speaking, I saw a clear man walking out of the woods, still shaking a folding fan in his hand. The body is also the breath of the return period.

Wu Liangui's face sank: "I will discuss the mysteries of the Great Dao with this fairy, senior brother, don't misunderstand." ”

The tall and thin man laughed: "In that case, why don't you let me join in, three people always have more knowledge than two, right?"

Of course, Wu Daoan could see that the relationship between the two brothers was not harmonious. hurriedly became a peacemaker: "Okay, okay." Let's talk about it together. ”

Who knew that Wu Liangui didn't buy it, and stared at the man who was innocent fiercely: "Mei Yingguo, don't deceive people too much." In the past, you snatched love from me, but today you want to do it again?

Mei Yingguo suddenly put away the folding fan and smiled: "Yes, I just want to bully you! In terms of seniority and cultivation, this inner disciple of the seventh seat of Luo Mei Feng should belong to me, and it was a pure fluke that you won me that day." Why do you dare to jump on my head and dictate me!"

Wu Liangui also looked proud: "Okay, then let's try again." But let's say it first, if my junior brother and I accidentally start a little heavier in the middle of the discussion, so that you lack arms and legs, don't be surprised. ”

"Afraid of you, come on, fight!"

In this way, the two flew into the air and began to fight. Obviously, Wu Liangui didn't listen to Wu Daoan's big reason of 'stopping the war' at all.

Wu Daoan was also very helpless, and hurriedly summoned the elements to form a defensive light curtain to protect himself, and then enjoyed the battle in the sky while chewing wild fruits, while not forgetting to use the recording crystal video.

The battle of the Returning Period soon attracted onlookers from all sides, and some other monks of the Returning Period also came to Wu Daoan's side, but they only watched, and did not persuade them. Wu Daoan couldn't help but be curious, so he asked a monk: "Hey, it's your fellow disciples and brothers who are fighting, don't you go to persuade you to fight?"

The monk shrugged: "It's normal to learn from the same door, what can you persuade?"

"But if you look at their desperate appearance, they may be killed. ”

"Death is death, anyway, my True Martial Sect is full of talents, not inferior to these two. ”

Wu Daoan was completely speechless, this friendship with the same family was inevitably too weak.

At this time, some magic sages also felt the energy fluctuations and rushed over, Cecilia was also among them, looked at the air, and then looked at Wu Daoan, and suddenly realized: "Are the two of them fighting for you to be jealous? ”

Wu Daoan hurriedly shook his head: "No, the two of them already have a grudge, and it has nothing to do with me! But our enemy is the demon clan, there is no need for internal friction, let's cooperate to cast spells to separate them, right?"

Several other sages also agreed, and everyone quickly stood up and recited the incantation silently, only to see countless tiny white silk threads appear out of thin air in the sky, tying the pair of senior brothers who were fighting the law tightly and falling back to the ground.

Seeing that the fighting was over, the other monks actually looked regretful, and sighed 'It's a pity' as they carried the two back to the camp.

A farce ended like this, and Wu Daoan had no choice but to return to his camp to inspect the soldiers' drills.

According to the conscription system of the Third Magic Empire, at least a high-level magician must be eligible to be recruited, so a high-level magician is the most basic soldier. The next big magician is the battalion commander, the most junior officer, who is directly responsible for the collaborative training of the hundreds of senior magicians under him. Further up, the Magister, as the regimental commander, has direct jurisdiction over 5 to 8 battalion commanders. Further up, there is the division commander of Wu Daoan's level.

The rank of the Magic Empire is directly linked to the level of cultivation, and a high-level magician will not be promoted to an officer no matter how good he performs on the battlefield, but he can get a large number of merit points, and these merit points can be exchanged for various magic potions, spars and even the personal enlightenment of high-ranking magicians, so those veterans who have been fighting on the battlefield all year round and have not died can basically advance last. In fact, it is true that some magicians from shabby families take the initiative to sign up for the army, just to accumulate merit points in the army in exchange for the items necessary for his cultivation.

Wu Daoan walked around the camp casually, and the soldiers passing by would still salute very respectfully, after all, the commander is the commander, even if he looks tender and young, he has to obey unconditionally. The training attitude of the soldiers is also very different, some are passive and slacking off, and their minds are full of thinking about how to survive in the future. There are also fighting spirits, and they can't wait to rush over and fight with the demons immediately.

Of course, Wu Daoan is not very concerned about these. Anyway, they are destined to be cannon fodder, so let's think more about our future path. (To be continued.) )