Early the next morning, after Ding Zitong was dressed neatly, he was ready to go downstairs to the cultivation ground to start a day's cultivation.

Just after Ding Zitong went downstairs, he found a few loose clothes on the ground on the first floor, and a teenager wearing only one underwear was lying on the ground.

This young man was naturally Mu Wufeng, who had fallen asleep after cultivating yesterday.

"Ah!" Ding Zitong shouted.

Mu Wufeng had just slept for a few hours when he was woken up by Ding Zitong's loud shouts. He said to Ding Zitong sleepily: "What's your name, I didn't treat you well." ”

"Why don't you wear clothes!" Ding Zitong shouted with his hands on his pretty face.

"I'm used to it," Mu Wufeng asked, puzzled.

Mu Wufeng has been accustomed to cultivating in the mountains and woodlands since he was a child, living an unrestrained life, and naturally he is not used to sleeping and wearing clothes.

But after all, Mu Wufeng is now living with Ding Zitong as a girl, and this situation is indeed something he didn't think through.

Ding Zitong replied: "I don't care, you live in Miss Ben's house, you have to listen to me, and you must sleep in pajamas in the future." ”

Mu Wufeng saw Ding Zitong's non-negotiable appearance, so he had to nod and agree to her request.

Ding Zitong saw Mu Wufeng nodding and agreeing to his request, his pretty face showed a smile again, and he said to Mu Wufeng, "Let's go, let's go to the cultivation ground together." ”

But Mu Wufeng shook his head and said, "You go first, I still have some things." ”

Although Ding Zitong wanted to know what Mu Wufeng was going to do, she still suppressed her curiosity and went to the cultivation ground alone.

In fact, Mu Wufeng didn't have any secret affairs to do, he just didn't want to appear in front of everyone with Ding Zitong too much, so that others would be interested in him and investigate his background.

After Ding Zitong walked for half an hour, Mu Wufeng also quickly rushed to the cultivation ground, after all, this was the first day of cultivation in the Holy Sword Sect, and he couldn't be late.

When Mu Wufeng rushed to the cultivation ground out of breath, he found that the cultivation ground was already full of people.

The crowd was divided into three major areas, with blue sword veins, purple sword veins, and golden sword veins occupying one area. In front of everyone, there was a middle-aged man in a black robe practicing swordsmanship, and a big figure of eight was embroidered with a thin blue thread on the black robe.

"This person should be the Eighth Guide of the Holy Sword Sect," Mu Wufeng guessed.

The Holy Sword Sect has a total of five elders, five deacons, and ten guides, all of whom have the level of the Sword Emperor, and the highest one of them has the strength of the Ninth Rank Sword Emperor in the early stage.

These ten instructors are all mentors who teach new disciples in the Holy Sword Sect every year, and every year under their guidance, many disciples make rapid progress, which is why most swordsmen are willing to enter a big sect to cultivate, rather than cultivating by themselves. With these guidance, there will be many detours along the way to cultivation.

The eight guides saw that although Mu Wufeng was running out of breath, he couldn't escape the fact that he was already late, and stared at Mu Wufeng angrily.

Mu Wufeng found that a powerful aura had locked him, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

These eight instructions were notoriously strict, and Mu Wufeng felt that he would not have any good fruits to eat next.

Ding Zitong also saw the Eight Guides staring at Mu Wufeng, and she couldn't help but sigh secretly in her heart, she naturally knew the temper of the Eight Guides.

Sure enough, just as Mu Wufeng was secretly sitting down on the ground in the corner of the cultivation ground, the eighth guide spoke: "Today is the first day of cultivation, and someone is so late that they don't even take my guidance seriously. ”

Although the words of the eighth guide were not very loud, they were loud, making the bodies of the swordsmen present tremble slightly.

"The late disciple, stand up for yourself. Eight guides said lightly.

Mu Wufeng was extremely reluctant to be the focus of everyone's attention, so he was reluctant to go to the cultivation ground with Ding Zitong, but he didn't expect it to backfire, and he was still watched by everyone.

But the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and since the eight guides have decided to punish themselves, they will accept it calmly.

So Mu Wufeng slowly walked to the side of the eighth guide under the gaze of everyone.

The eighth guide looked at the silver-haired young man in front of him, the blue middle-grade bloodline, and the strength of the fourth-grade sword master, and became even more angry.

These ten guides all hope that the young people who have just entered the Holy Sword Sect can cultivate hard, live up to the opportunities given by God, and become the mainstay of the sect in the future.

The Eighth Guide saw that Mu Wufeng's talent was average, and he didn't cultivate with a proper attitude, so he was late for the first day of cultivation, which made these Eight Guides even more angry.

The eight guides opened their mouths and asked Mu Wufeng: "Say, why are you late?"

Mu Wufeng replied indifferently, "It's late." ”

"Good boy, you actually used such an excuse to prevaricate this guide, if you can catch a move from the golden sword vein disciple, even if you don't come to cultivate in the future, this guide won't say a word, how about it?"

"I'm okay with that. Mu Wufeng replied with a blank face.

"Although this Mu Wufeng is the number one in the blue sword vein, he is too unaware of the height of the sky. ”

"Yes, the disciples of the Golden Sword Vein are not the same as those stinky fish and rotten shrimp of the Blue Sword Vein. ”

When everyone thought that Mu Wufeng didn't know the height of the sky, a sincere voice came out among the disciples of the purple sword vein.

"I think Mu Wufeng will definitely be able to catch any Golden Sword Vein disciple's move. ”

It was Zhao Jinzhu who was talking with Mu Wufeng at the pulse measurement conference a few days ago.

"You're stupid, how can this Mu Wufeng catch a move. Many disciples beside Zhao Jinzhu said.

Zhao Jinzhu smiled and said, "If you don't believe it, let's bet, just bet a thousand sword qi stones, do you dare?"

Those disciples of the purple sword vein have placed bets, there is such a sure way to make a profit, why not catch it.

Zhao Jinzhu couldn't help wiping the beads of sweat on his forehead when he saw so many people betting, if Mu Wufeng lost, he would have to owe a lot of debt, but he always felt that Mu Wufeng would not let him down.

Mu Wufeng naturally didn't know about Zhao Jinzhu's bet with other disciples, and asked the eight guides: "Which golden disciple?"

The eighth guide looked at the area where the golden disciple was sitting and said, "Which of you wants to teach this kid a lesson?"

"Eight guides, let the disciples come. A slightly gloating voice came out.

This person was Su Yuxuan, who was extremely unhappy with Mu Wufeng that day.

The eight guides looked at this Su Yuxuan who was actually interested in coming out, frowned slightly, and hesitated.

This Su Yuxuan is second only to Ding Zitong among the golden disciples, and his strength has also reached the level of the early stage of a first-grade great sword master, if he is allowed to come, I am afraid that Mu Wufeng will not be able to take even one move, and he will be injured a lot.

Thinking of these, the eighth guide looked at Mu Wufeng again and said, "This Su Yuxuan is the best among the golden disciples, if you let him come, I'm afraid it will be unfair to you, you can choose to choose a golden disciple by yourself." ”

Hearing the Eight Guides say this, Mu Wufeng's heart knew in his heart that these Eight Guides were not bad people, but just a stern guide.

Mu Wufeng arched his hand and said to the eighth guide: "Thank you for the kindness of the eighth guide, you don't need to change it, just him." ”

The eight guides sighed slightly in their hearts, after all, they are young people, and they still don't know how to choose.

The eighth guide didn't say anything more, pointed to an open space on the cultivation ground, and motioned for the two of them to come here to compete.

Then Su Yuxuan and Mu Wufeng walked to the clearing together, Su Yuxuan said with a smile: "Brother Mu, the sword is ruthless, don't blame me for hurting you." ”

Mu Wufeng was still expressionless and said, "Come on." ”

Su Yuxuan no longer hesitated, pulled out his sword, injected the majestic sword qi in his body into the sword, and shouted softly: "Fire Demon Wolf Fighting Sword Technique!"

This is Su Yuxuan's most powerful swordsmanship, as soon as he makes a move, it is a killing move, and he wants to make Mu Wufeng lie on the ground with one move, and there is no room for struggle.

Su Yuxuan jumped into the air, holding the sword in both hands, and slashed out a cloud of burning red sword qi containing huge energy.

The sword qi turned into a wolf shape in the air, and bursts of flames burned on the wolf's body, attacking towards Mu Wufeng.

This sword qi with flames was Su Yuxuan's strongest reliance, but Mu Wufeng wanted to use this sword qi of the same element as him to respond.

Mu Wufeng's mind moved, and the sword qi of the second-grade great sword master in his body burst out for a moment, and this instantaneous change was not even noticed by the eight guides.

At this moment, Mu Wufeng shouted, "Fire Flame Sword Technique!"

I saw a sword qi containing bursts of flames stabbing towards the attacking fire wolf, and the two majestic sword qi rubbed, collided, and merged with each other in the air, and from time to time some flames fell from the air, burning the rocks on the ground of the cultivation ground with some black marks.

Suddenly, the fire wolf and the fire flame sword qi exploded together in the air, flashing bursts of white light, shrouding everyone in the daylight.

With a wave of the Eight Guides' big hand, a layer of sword qi shield was placed in front of these disciples to prevent them from being injured by the aftermath.

After the smoke at the center of the explosion dissipated, Namu Wufeng and Su Yuxuan were both standing in the open space with their hands in their hands, and neither of them received any damage.

Mu Wufeng opened his mouth and asked the eighth guide: "Eight guides, I don't know this trick, did I catch it?" "You have to find the latest chapters by yourself to read the book?