"Sister-in-law, what is it?"
Ruda was a little excited, and said quickly.
This "sister-in-law" called Zhou Feixue's face blushed, a little shy.
But seeing that Deng Jiuling did not refute, Zhou Feixue's face was suddenly full of smiles:
"It's very simple, as long as you find Comrade Lei Feng, everything is fine."
"But this... Comrade Lei Feng, who is he?" The little fat man asked in amazement, his eyes widened.
"According to Feixue and I, the person named Lei Feng is very likely to help you."
Lan Jian also spoke: "Lei Feng can help you clear the customs, then when the inner door is performing martial arts, he will also help you a second time."
As soon as these words came out, Deng Jiuling said: "Then Lei Feng is a good person, you have to trust him."
Ok!
Hearing this, Xiao Yan and Ruda shrugged and left depressed.
Lei Feng is a good person, everyone knows this.
nonsense!
The three great arrogances all knelt, but Lei Feng won the first place, and the second was Ruda, and the third was Lan Jian.
All this shows that Lei Feng is very powerful and helped everyone.
But this is just speculation, and no one knows the specific truth.
Counting on Lei Feng, this is too vague.
"My son, aren't you Lei Feng?" Lan Jian said suddenly.
"I don't think it's the son, otherwise the fourth place would be Xiao Yan, not the grandson Yueer."
Zhou Feixue said: "But I think Lei Feng should be from our side."
"Then... who is it?" The jade finger lifted his cheeks, the blue sword and the eyebrows wrinkled slightly, looking suspiciously at Deng Jiuling.
"Comrade Lei Feng is a good person. He does good things without leaving a name, so let's not care about it."
Deng Jiuling's face blushed and he was a little embarrassed.
Fortunately, wearing a human skin mask, otherwise the cleverness of the two daughters might really reveal the clues.
"By the way, what is going on in this inner martial arts?" Deng Jiuling asked tentatively.
"Inner door Yanwu, similar to some famous universities, when freshmen first enter the school, they develop their own topics and conduct a test."
Lan Jian solemnly said: "What's your position in the inner door? Performing martial arts is very important."
In Dalin Temple, whether it is a handyman disciple or an outer disciple, in the eyes of the higher-ups, they are all ants.
Only the disciples who stepped into the inner gate were truly elites for Dalin Temple.
Once you step into the inner door, the treatment and status are different.
Inner disciples do not need to be engaged in production, nor do they have monthly fixed sect tasks, they only need to practice cultivation.
After stepping into the inner gate, within the first month, the library at the inner gate, as well as various cultivation sites, are open to new disciples for free.
Within this month, all freshmen can practice arbitrarily, seventy-two sessions, all martial arts.
But after a month, this treatment will completely disappear.
At this time, one month of penance requires testing.
The upper level of the inner door will hold a martial arts conference to test what the disciples have learned this month.
"With the same time and the same resources, the disciples learn by themselves. For various reasons, the achievements must be different."
Zhou Feixue exhaled like blue, and added: "Because all is self-study, there is no interference from foreign objects, so the level of academic performance can be maximized, reflecting the potential of a disciple."
"Examination in performing martial arts is a basic test. The better the score, the higher the resources you will get in the future."
"On the contrary, if the delay fails, then it is considered an inner disciple and the least influential existence."
"Although there is an exam in the inner gate."
"But performing martial arts is enough to keep the distance, making the strong stronger and the weak weaker."
"So the inner martial arts performance is very important, you can almost see how much a disciple will achieve in the future."
When the voice fell, Lan Jian said with a smile: "Of course, there are exceptions."
"For example, that brother Yu, performing martial arts in the inner door is very rubbish, ranking first from the bottom."
"But Brother Yu is very lucky. He has participated in the elite disciple advancement competition many times. In the end, the opponent hangs up by himself, and he has advanced to the elite disciple."
puff!
Deng Jiuling had a black line on his face, admiring the foolish brother like a god to the extreme.
Good luck, this is also a kind of strength!
Brother Yu, a disciple with the worst aptitude, was able to counterattack all the way and eventually ranked among the generations of venerables.
When the disciples studied his life, the secret to Brother Yu’s success was just two words—luck!
The extreme luck, following the whole life of Brother Yu!
"If there is a chance, I will definitely visit Venerable Fool." Deng Jiuling thought secretly.
The world thinks that Brother Yu, but luck is very good, it's just good luck.
But Deng Jiuling did not think so.
Once twice, it can be said to be luck.
But Brother Yu was lucky all his life, and in the end he suppressed countless Tianjiao and became a venerable person.
This shows that Brother Yu, there must be something extraordinary, but a wise man.
Da Zhi is foolish, the world is only jealous of Brother Yu, but does not know his efforts.
Such a person is terrible!
However, today's Deng Jiuling is still too weak to find Brother Yu.
"Sixty-two halls of the fascinating school are all free and open, which is really good."
After Lan Jian and Zhou Feixue left, Deng Jiuling pondered for a moment, and thought to himself:
"However, I have life and death, I don't need to worry, wait for a while, and it's not too late to read a book."
Life and death can inscribe everything, as long as Deng Jiuling has enough merit, he can inscribe ordinary books.
As for those profound secrets, Deng Jiuling couldn't finish a book even in a month.
Moreover, according to Deng Jiuling's estimation, those precious martial arts might not be directly released.
The most urgent task is to refine the half-step pill and advance to the half-step state.
"As long as I can step into the realm of half-step power, I can be regarded as a real martial arts master!"
With his fists clenched, Deng Jiuling's tiger eyes burst out with a terrible glow.
…
Fuhutang, Houshan.
In the pool, an old monk in white robes meditated cross-legged, closing his eyes and vomiting.
Although he is meditating in the middle of the pool, there is a waterfall that flows down.
But not a drop of water splashed on the old monk.
If you look closely, you will be surprised to find out.
The old monk was actually a fist away from the water.
Meditate in the void!
Although it is only a fist distance, this state is still amazing.
On the shore, a huge colorful tiger king was lying lazily on the ground, exhaling thunderously.
This tiger king is extremely majestic, even if a half-step warrior comes, it can easily tear it apart.
Wow!
In the distance, a curvaceous red shadow came with the wind.
Roar!
The Tiger King opened his eyes abruptly, and the terrifying coercion comparable to a half-step might spread instantly.
"Ahu, you bastard, I have only been out for a few days, so you can't recognize it?"
The unhappy voice of the lady in red came with the wind.
Roar!
The voice fell, and the tiger king's face, humanely embarrassed, squatted on the ground again, and began to doze.
Soon, the graceful shadow of the lady in red appeared on the shore.
"Disciple Hongyi, pay respect to Master." The woman in red knelt on the ground and said respectfully.
"No regrets, you have searched for a long time, have you ever seen Long Aotian?"
After a long time, the majestic voice of the old monk rang with the wind.
While speaking, the old monk continued to meditate in the air, demonstrating his profound and terrifying skill.
In this scene, the red-dressed woman's pupils shrank, and she looked at the old monk's gaze, becoming more and more in awe.
Meditating in the void is like a miracle, but for a three-step martial artist, it is not impossible.
But at least for the lady in red, she couldn't do it.
To achieve this, the Dantian must be as powerful as a river surging.
And the micro-control of power must also reach a high level.
But more importantly, it is almost impossible to meditate in the air for a long time.
But the old monk did it.
This horror of skill, even among the seventy-two nobles, can't be done by anyone.
"Master, I'm stronger again."
Suppressing the shock in her heart, the lady in red said respectfully:
"Master Qi, I have traveled all over the Western Regions, but I haven't found anything about Long Aotian's whereabouts."
"Oh?"
Hearing this, the old monk's eyes suddenly opened.
Wow!
In an instant, the woman in red had a pain in her eyes, and she felt only two rounds of scorching sun, which was slowly rising.
"No regrets, you, as the elder of Fuhutang, with half a stride and powerful, in charge of thousands of troops and horses, you actually said this to the poor monk?"
Puff!
The voice fell, and the woman in red knelt on the ground with a panic expression: "Master, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's because I didn't work hard enough."
"Forget it!"
The old monk's momentum and coercion like the scorching sun became invisible behind him.
"You are a contemporary disciple master sister, the old man believes in your abilities, and also believes in your judgment."
Caressing his white beard, the old monk frowned and said coldly: "But the mud bodhisattva once said that Long Aotian is in the Western Regions, where is he?"
"Master, you said... Will Long Aotian be in Dalin Temple?" The woman in red suddenly said.
"presumptuous!"
boom! boom! ... Boom!
Accompanied by the old monk's roar, a series of hundred-meter water waves rose into the sky, and the shaking earth was trembling.
"Master, the disciples know their mistakes and shouldn't guess randomly."
The woman in red sweated on her forehead and said hurriedly.
"Although Long Aotian is powerful, but my Dalin Temple has been unfailing for thousands of years, so far people can't find the location of the mountain gate, and his Long Aotian is not good either."
Caressing the white beard, the old monk said coldly: "No regrets, you have to remember that if your younger brother wants to be invincible, you are forced to commit suicide by that Long Aotian and have to humiliate and die in Beiming."
"It doesn't matter who is right or wrong in this matter."
"But this grudge, as a master sister, you must take revenge!"
The voice fell, and the old monk continued: "If you really can't get revenge, the poor monk will find Young Master Jianglong to help you."
As soon as these words were said, the pretty face of the woman in red was suddenly pale.
Respect the teacher like a father, and his life is like a mountain!
Venerable Fuhu, to the lady in red, is like a master like a father, representing the heaven and the earth.
If Venerable Fuhu was willing, even if the lady in red was killed, she would not hesitate.
And with the power of Venerable Fuhu, with the half-step state of the lady in red, it is as small as an ant.
Rumor has it that Venerable Fuhu is very satisfied with Young Master Jianglong and wants the lady in red to marry.
All along, the woman in red felt that this was a rumor.
But now...