At the beginning of the meal, everyone sat around as before, but no one mentioned anything about adding food.
Tian Hong saw it, and Chong Xia Guo snorted.
The latter took out a bag of jerky and put it in front of everyone: I really couldn't stand everyone last night.
Let's eat, everyone.
Tian Hong scratched his head: I ate all the ones I brought.
Hehe, next time, I'll definitely bring more.
Tang Shao smiled and took out a jar of wine: Then we are welcome.
Eat At this time, the other six captains came over together.
They all came to deliver food.
Mu Wan let Tang Shaoquan accept it.
She wanted to send back some kebabs and honey-glazed meatballs, but the captains all laughed and refused, unanimously saying that they would save it for dinner before the evening patrol.
Mu Wan nodded in response.
Sending the captains away, Mu Wan put the kebabs and honey meatballs in front of the team members: Da Shao, you can save the food sent by the other teams first, and eat it tomorrow morning.
In fact, things are placed in front of everyone, and no one eats them who have lived for decades, and everyone knows it in their hearts.
Tang Shao smiled, and with a wave of his sleeve, he put away all the food sent by the other teams, leaving only jerky meat, kebabs, and honey meatballs.
Let's go together.
And Tian Hong and Xia Guocheng sincerely accepted the punishment, eating steamed buns while dipping in spiritual rice porridge, and at the same time, as usual, they used their divine sense to communicate and discuss with everyone.
However, after this incident, Mu Wan obviously felt that the seventh team was more united.
When there were no patrols, the disciples rarely wandered around.
Everyone was nested in their tents and meditating, and the aura of the cultivation boundary was too thin.
The tent is blessed with a spiritual array and other blessings, and the aura is obviously stronger than the outside; In addition, there are ancestors in the camp, who dares to be presumptuous.
Even if there are acquaintances and friends in the camp, the disciples have only gone to say hello on the first day.
Next, everyone devoted themselves to cultivation as usual.
Mu Wan suddenly found that there was not enough time: On the one hand, Lao Zu stuffed tens of thousands of books into her.
She flipped through it a little that night and found that it was still all-encompassing.
The gossip and secrets recorded have also been in Donghuazhou for nearly 5,000 years.
Someone who has tasted the sweetness is overjoyed.
I immediately made a reading plan.
Aim to finish all the books within two years; On the other hand, the little alchemist and the heaven-turning hand should also step up their training.
The alchemy notes of Ancestor Guangren and Uncle Shi should also continue to be studied.
Besides.
After coming into contact with the ancestor, she seemed to have some different knowledge and understanding of kendo in her heart.
It's just not very clear, hazy, as if separated by a cowhide lampshade.
The only way to solve the problem is to sharpen the sword, and the way to sharpen the sword is usually two ways: martial cultivation and literary cultivation.
The so-called "martial arts" is: constantly challenging the masters.
Duel with it.
Through fierce competitions, you can force yourself to improve.
So as to improve the cultivation of kendo.
The sword domain can help people condense the sword species, which is based on this principle.
And Mu Wan has indeed gained a lot in the life-and-death duel with the puppets again and again.
If it weren't for the fact that she was too insistent in her heart at that time, she didn't know what to do.
It must be able to condense the sword species.
And now, her surroundings are also full of masters.
Unfortunately, it is strictly forbidden to fight in the camp.
So.
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During the mission, this path is impassable.
So.
She can only "cultivate".
In fact, this method is also a common practice she often uses to repeatedly practice and carve the "reincarnation of water" in the sea of knowledge.
In the continuous improvement, it can also improve the cultivation of kendo.
Compared with the former, "cultural cultivation" is more mind-consuming and takes more time, but the effect is not as obvious as the former.
However, the latter also has its advantages: first, it can maintain peace of mind and will not promote murderous evil thoughts; The second is that most of the time it is simulated in the sea of consciousness, so it is of great benefit to the divine consciousness.
Both phases have their own strengths and weaknesses.
However, under the current circumstances, Mu Wan has no choice.
She can only "cultivate".
So, when several things add up, her time is full.
Except for the two-day patrol time, she basically practiced in a tent.
In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed.
It's patrol time for the C9 Formation again.
Like the previous times, Mu Wan assembled the sword formation a quarter of an hour in advance, and distributed kebabs and honey meatballs to each team Before patrolling, each team gathered together to eat something, ward off the cold, and warm up, as if it had become a new practice in the Bingjiu Formation.
After eating, everyone took their positions and began to patrol.
Everything is normal.
Mu Wan led his teammates from the outside to the inside, patrolling back and forth four times in a row.
However, when they passed through the Yuanying area for the fifth time, there was a sudden commotion in the Zhuji area in front of them.
"Enemy Attack, Enemy Attack" In the blink of an eye, hundreds of torches lit up in the dark foundation building area.
Mu Wan raised her fist and motioned for everyone to pause.
Tang Shao whispered: "It's the guy who has an accident there."
"Are we going over?"
asked Tian Hong, with a twisted eyebrow.
Everyone looked at Mu Wan.
The latter shook his head and commanded with his divine sense: No.
Uncle Sanssouci has just sent an order, we are on guard in place, beware of the enemy's voice.
In case of attack, immediately warn you.
Looking around, she then ordered: "Let's lower the flying sword, and work in pairs to lurk.
Da Shao, me, and Zizi, we are in a group of three.
Again, if there is an attack, immediately warn you Be.
Everyone lowered their flying swords one after another, slapped a breath talisman on their bodies, and quickly found a hidden corner nearby and hid it in groups.
"Jingle Bell" "Bang Bang Bang" The flames were soaring, and the Zhuji area was like popping beans, and various fighting sounds came one after another.
Mu Wan, Tang Shao and Wu Zizi pressed their swords and squatted motionless in the shadow of a tent, holding their breath.
They didn't dare to release their divine consciousness rashly, so they could only listen carefully.
Three people were next to each other, back to back, each on guard in one direction.
Tang Shao couldn't help it, and sent a group of divine senses: Xiaowan, did the worry-free master say who attacked him?
Mu Wan: No.
Wu Zizi: It's definitely the Scattered Cultivation Alliance Tang Shao: Of course I know it's the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.
What I want to ask is, is it a demon cultivator who has lived for decades, I have only heard of demon cultivation in books, and I have not seen a living one.
What about you?
Wu Zizi: No.
Mu Wan: Yes.
Tang Shao and Wu Zizi couldn't help but turn their heads and glanced at her: Really Mu Wan: Ten years ago.
Uncle Zhang from Aoki Peak took me back to the sect.
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Passing by here, I almost fell into the path of demon cultivation.
Fortunately, Uncle Zhang desperately protected me.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but think of the situation again: poisonous throwing knives whizzing from behind.
Seeing that she could not escape death, Uncle Shi did not hesitate to protect her with "Liuyun Sleeve", picked her up, and the two flew up.
But.
Still a step slower, the flying knife stabbed Uncle Shi's back.
The next breath.
The bearded evil cultivator withdrew the flying knife.
However, Uncle Shi didn't even snort.
The knife was stained with bloody demonic energy, and Uncle Shi almost died here.
Tang Shao and Wu Zizi have been waiting for her to say the following.
Unexpectedly.
She was silent.
Tang Shao turned around and touched her with his arm: Tell me what's going on.
Mu Wan shook her head, stood up, and said with a smile: "Uncle Wuwu sent an order just now.
There is nothing to do, continue to patrol. ” said.
She strode out of the shadow of the tent as she used her divine sense to gather the other two groups.
"Yikes.
It's not half an hour so soon.
Wu Zizi got up very politely.
The captain's story has not yet been told Seeing that Tang Shao was still squatting there in a daze, she sneered and said, "Let's go."
Big Less. ” The latter shrugged and got up as well.
Soon, everyone gathered.
Continue patrolling.
By the time they flew over the Tsukiji area again according to their established route, it was pitch black again.
Calm has long since returned.
Tian Hong has always gossiped, and looked down with wide eyes: Who came to steal the camp, it was cleaned up after a while Everyone looked at him in unison, how did this sound strange Tian Hong also came to his senses, grinned, and smiled at everyone: I'm sorry, I can't talk too much Patrols continued.
The next morning, before the meal, the two senior brothers of Aoki Peak delivered the meal.
The players of the Bingjiu Formation are much more enthusiastic than ever.
Everyone hula gathered around, smiling and inquiring about last night's events.
Coincidentally, the two senior brothers are also good words.
They told the truth.
It turned out that this was a special game set up by the sect at the beginning, and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance came to steal the camp every once in a while.
However, the barracks were as well guarded as an iron bucket.
The Scattered Cultivation Alliance has returned with a feather every time.
After being trapped for more than ten days, they also learned to be obedient, and they cowered in the thieves' den and never came out again.
However, the sect did not do it.
After the change of guard, the sect learned from the experience of the previous month and deliberately exposed the weakness of the room.
After repeated detectives by the Loose Cultivation Alliance, at the end of last night, a team of people slipped into the room and tried to poison the water tank.
No, the Jindan Zhenren of the sect have been lurking around, just waiting for them to take the bait.
One of the senior brothers proudly announced the results of the battle: "A group of eleven of them, including the two Jin Dan who led the team, were all captured alive on the spot."
Someone couldn't help but ask, "Were they caught before they were poisoned?"
Another senior brother gave him a blank look: "Nonsense, the water used for cooking is specially brought from the sect, where can they be polluted and the water tank in the room is simply an ornament."
The uncles and uncles have been staying in the tank. ” Everyone immediately made up the situation at that time: the casual cultivators opened the lid of the tank and prepared to poison it, but as a result, a sharp sword rushed out of the vat and put it on their necks "Hahaha" everyone was happy.
After the two senior brothers and Mu Wan finished handing over, they waved at everyone with a smile: "The noodles, spiritual rice and water are usually kept by the senior uncle, so there is absolutely no problem."
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Eat with confidence. ” "Yes."
At mealtime, everyone sat around again.
Tian Hong looked around and took the lead in asking with his divine sense: In the future, those guys will definitely not even dare to come to the room.
If they don't come, we'll have to stay here Lu Xiaoliu also nodded: Yes, when will the fight officially start Everyone looked at Mu Wan.
The latter's face was inexplicable: Don't look at me.
I don't know anything.
When to start a war, it is up to the ancestors to decide.
Maybe even the team leaders and uncles are not qualified to participate in decision-making.
What's more, she's just a small foundation Tang Shao sat up straight: Xiaowan, you have seen the demon cultivator, let's analyze it for everyone.
Mu Wanfu forehead: What is there to analyze, just our cultivation, if we really fight, we will at most follow behind the uncles, help clean up the battlefield and so on.
Seeing that her teammates were all in disbelief, she had no choice but to tell the situation of the confrontation between the two sides before the Yunling War, and said the original words of Chiyang Zhenren.
As a result, the eyes of the people were straightened.
After a while, Tang Shao came back to his senses, with a yearning on his face: Tianzun, when will the disciple be able to participate in such a grand scene Wu Zizi: Xiaowan, you are so happy.
The others also nodded enviously.
Mu Wan rolled her eyes at them: Sister just didn't explain the aftermath at that time, and she was a happy ghost If it weren't for Xiangxiang's supernatural powers, I'm afraid that they would be there.
Until now, she still clearly remembers Chiyang Zhenren's expression when he asked her and Xiangxiang to leave first, and it was right that Chiyang Zhenren was determined to die at that time, wanting to cover the two of them leaving.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they all grinned at her and smirked "hehe".
Tang Shao held the porridge bowl and sighed: Xiao Wan is right, with our current cultivation, we can indeed only help clean up the battlefield.
Let's just eat, let's all work hard to cultivate.
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