Soon, hundreds of people from Xuantian Peak arrived at the foot of Wuhua Peak, and the new disciples jumped off the flying swords in unison. Most of the flying swords were only one or two meters above the ground.
After the hundreds of disciples who participated in the training at Xuantian Peak had all fallen down one by one, the leader of the church, an old disciple with a somewhat majestic appearance and temperament, controlled the flying sword slightly higher than the ground, and then chuckled, He took a deep breath and shouted with sharp eyes, "This training session has officially begun, and the next step is to see your performance. Senior brother wishes you good luck, don't be beaten too badly, and have fun when you meet the other two peak disciples." beat."
The young man had just finished speaking with some murderous solemnity, and raised his right arm in a wave, "Let's go!"
Hundreds of figures controlled the flying swords as neatly as they came, heading towards Xuantian Peak Square.
On the way back, this young man with a majestic face asked a friend who came with him, "Do you think these juniors can win those two peaks this time?"
The elderly companion next to him laughed bitterly and shook his head slightly, "How do I know? I hope they can perform well and not embarrass our Xuantian Peak."
After saying that, both of them sighed a little and looked into the distance.
When these senior brothers left, there was a brief silence in the woods at the foot of Wuhua Peak Mountain. The sweet chirping of insects and birds that had originally been in the woods disappeared with the arrival of everyone. Hundreds of disciples did not make a sound. Just stand there, you look at me, I look at you. Zhao Jiuge could clearly hear the beating of his heart.
After a long time, Mu Zijun stood up with a righteous look on his face, "I hope that everyone will put aside their usual grievances and deal with the other disciples of the two peaks together, and then everyone will walk to the top of the mountain together, so that we will not be singled out because of being alone. People take away the colorful flags and weaken our strength.
"I quite agree with what you said in front of me, but I don't agree with what you said in the end. Everyone together makes too much noise, and they can't quickly surround the disciples on the opposite side. I hope that the weaker ones will form a team together and stay on the mountain peak as much as possible. In order to weaken the disciples of the other side, the two sides immediately rushed to the top of the mountain with high strength. After all, the victory or defeat has to be decided by the disciples at the Foundation Establishment Realm. I think that even if the talents of the other two peak disciples are not too smart, they will not be able to reach the spiritual elixir realm. A disciple of cultivation." When Zhao Jiuge saw Mu Zijun standing up, he quickly refuted his method and at the same time said what he was thinking.
Everyone thought for a moment, and finally Wang Baiwan took a deep look at Zhao Jiuge and said with approval, "I think it makes sense. Later, the disciples who are not in the Foundation Establishment realm will go together as much as possible and go to the mountains and forests to look for the other two peaks." Disciples, fight those who can beat you, grab as many colorful flags as possible, run away when you encounter those who can’t fight, and try not to let others take away the colorful flags around your waist. Then those who are in the foundation-building realm are divided into two groups. Go straight to the top of the mountain and meet the other disciples from the two peaks on the way, leaving no one behind." At the end, Wang Wanwan's voice was cold.
After Mu Zijun whispered to Bai Zimo next to him for a few words, he looked at Zhao Jiuge and said calmly, "That's okay. Later you will bring Leng Rufeng and Bai Qingqing together, and we will be in groups of five. I advise you to be careful. , See you at the top of the mountain at the end, I don’t want to see that there are only a few people in the foundation building realm who can’t even reach the top of the mountain.” Although he agreed with the method proposed by Zhao Jiuge, there was a hidden meaning behind his words, which was strange.
"We can't tell who won't reach the top of the mountain. We'll see." Zhao Jiuge said angrily and disdainfully. Although the usual internal conflicts have been temporarily abandoned because of the training camp, it does not mean that the two sides can shake hands and make peace. After speaking, Zhao Jiuge came to Luo Xie without even looking at Mu Zijun.
"You will take dozens of them later and try your best to guard the lone disciples on remote roads, then delay to the back, and finally rush to the top of the mountain. I believe that the other disciples of the two peaks are not stupid either, and they will definitely be the same. They will travel together, and when the time comes, they will swarm up to the top of the mountain. It will be safer below for the time being. As for the rest, you make your own decision and act according to your own circumstances. Without losing your own flag, try to seize other people's flags as much as possible. Do you understand?" Zhao Jiuge whispered to Luo Xie.
Luo Xie looked around secretly and nodded vigorously.
Seeing Luo Xie's response, Zhao Jiuge felt relieved, looked around at the twenty or thirty young men, and finally said, "Then I will take Leng Rufeng away. You be careful, as I said, follow Brother, I’ll keep you alive and you’ll have meat to eat. I’ll make sure you all have flying swords after this training session.”
Zhao Jiuge didn't lower his voice deliberately. Everyone around heard this, causing a burst of laughter. Everyone looked at Zhao Jiuge with complicated eyes.
But Zhao Jiuge ignored all this and left with Bai Qingqing who had always been calm and Leng Rufeng who was a little worried.
On the other side, Mu Zijun, Bai Zimo, Dao Scar, Wang Wanwan and Liu Ying'er, five people in the foundation building realm, also rushed to the top of the mountain in the other direction, but Liu Ying'er looked back at Zhao Jiuge from time to time. back view.
Most of the remaining disciples were divided into two circles and traveled together. Only some disciples who usually practiced alone would repeatedly travel and leave alone at this time. But such people are only a minority. Presumably the situation on the other two peaks not far away is similar to here.
When everyone left, the forest that had been quiet before was suddenly filled with auras of light. Nearly a third of the people took out magic weapons in their hands, and the rest were nothing more than bare hands. After all, not everyone has magic weapons. Because I’ve only started for two years.
The area where the spiritual light flashed was in sharp contrast to the areas where they had just gone, but the eyes of the disciples who did not have magic weapons in their hands were full of hope. They believed that after this training, each of their Xuantian Peak disciples would be able to obtain it. The two hundred tributes were exchanged for a flying sword of the lowest level.
Just because of what I just said. Go with me, there will be meat to eat.
Not long after, the woods became completely quiet, and there was not a single soul. Only the withered yellow leaves that had been trampled before were left on the ground, still crackling slightly.
A breeze came, picking up the dead leaves and grass on the ground and blowing them. The surrounding branches and petals were swayed by the wind.
As if they are also telling them, this exciting three-peak training has officially begun!
And when these new disciples started to take action.
On another peak not far from Wuhua Peak, a different scene took place.
On the top of an unknown mountain peak, there is a huge yellow-grained sandstone block on the edge of the cliff. The headmaster Jian Wuxin, who was wearing a purple gown and had a boyish appearance, squinted his weathered eyes and looked into the depths of Wuhua Peak, with his hands behind his back. The wind on the top of the mountain was strong and rolled up his long purple gown, but he remained motionless.
On the left side, there is Jian Wuxie who has always had a cold face and no emotions. However, Jian Wuxie, who always wears a black robe, is a little different today. His usually dull eyes show a rare hint of interest. color.
On the right, Jian Wuxuan, who was elegant and graceful, with long hair hanging lazily on his shoulders, had a faint smile on his face, his charming red phoenix eyes looking into the depths of Wuhua Peak, and nodding from time to time. It can be said that he is an unknown existence to the outside world. Except for going out for some training when he was young and returning to the sect, he has never gone out again. As a result, none of the sects has left his reputation, but now his strength is no better than that of his two senior brothers. weak. Even though I have always had a heart that can't stand loneliness, I still haven't stepped out of the sect, and I exist as the sect's trump card.
The three of them are undoubtedly the top leaders of Xuantian Peak. The people in charge now, except for the elders who practice in seclusion, are among their most powerful people. Among them, Jian Wuxuan is the least pretentious. He gets along well with the disciples and gives pointers from time to time. He is deeply loved by the disciples.
But now, Jian Wuxin, as the head coach, came to watch today's training in person, which shows the importance of this training. Normally, these powerful people can observe everything with their concentration, and there is no need to do anything extra to come here.
The three of them were looking into the depths of Wuhua Peak, watching quietly without making any sound.
However, the tranquility was soon broken. There was no flash of light, no movement or sound. Only a sudden loud voice was heard, and then four figures appeared next to the three of them.
"Haha, Headmaster, it's been a long time since I've seen you have so much free time to personally take care of the affairs of these little guys."
As the words fell, a tall and burly middle-aged man, wearing a white Confucian shirt, a scarf on his head, and a sword scabbard slung behind him looked at Jian Wuxin with a red face and a smile, but the pair of There was not much smile in his eyes.
Behind him was a slightly thin middle-aged man wearing an ordinary black robe. His face was expressionless and he had no features. He was standing behind them with his hands slightly lowered.
"Haha, Leader Du is right. I see, if today was not a training day, it would be very rare to see the leader." On the other side, an old man with gray hair in beige linen clothes, He also echoed with a smile, but it seemed that there was something in his words.
Behind the old man in beige linen clothes, there was also an old man in gray linen clothes, but this old man was tall and lean, and he also had a distinctive aquiline nose.
Seeing the four people suddenly approaching, Jian Wuxie and Jian Wuxin's expressions darkened, revealing unkind expressions. Both of them secretly frowned.
In particular, Jian Wuxuan's brows furrowed even more. He looked at the tall man with a turban on his head and a scabbard with disgust. He wondered why Du Junping, the head of Xuanqi Peak, was here and brought his His younger brother Du Jun.
This Du Junping looks like a man with a tall figure on the outside, but he is like a woman on the inside. He is thoughtful, jealous, ruthless, and full of bad intentions. My heart was filled with disgust for him.
As for the old man in beige linen on the other side, Zhang Xu, the leader of Xuanluo Peak, is a little stronger than Du Junping. He is focused on the sect, but he has become more and more arrogant in the past few years, wanting Xuanluo Peak to overtake Xuantian Peak. He was thinking about the position of head coach, and behind him was his junior brother Ye Deyong. Although there is only one word between the leader and the leader, they are worlds apart.
The headmaster Jian Wuxin did not have a sullen face or frown like Jian Wuxuan and the others. On the contrary, it seemed that he did not see the smiles hidden in the expressions of the leaders of the other two peaks. He just smiled faintly, and his voice sounded a little ethereal on the top of the mountain. "These little guys are like the fresh blood of a sect. They are related to the foundation of a sect, and even more to the future of the sect." I don't care about the rise and fall of a hundred years, don't the two leaders also have time to come here to find out the situation."
Jian Wuxin still had the same posture as before, without turning around. The strong wind on the mountaintop was howling, blowing his purple clothes, making her look even more aura.
The seven people on the top of the mountain, excluding the elders who were practicing in seclusion, were undoubtedly the top leaders of the entire Xuantian Sword Sect. Now they were all here for the training of this new generation of disciples.