Just when Bai Chong was cursing and complaining secretly in his heart, senior brother Lin Jun stepped forward, bowed to the great elder and said respectfully:

"Great Elder, this junior has something I would like to ask the Great Elder to make a decision on."

"Oh? Can you tell me about it?"

The great elder raised his eyebrows, turned around and looked at Lin Jun, who was standing beside him but still bowed half back and said.

The elder Ling Cheng has the strictest rules in the Wuyue Sword Sect. When juniors report something, they must salute first, and they must maintain the salute posture until there is no reply. Even Gu Anmin, the leader of the sect, often suffers from ancestor worship and other activities.

I complained quite a lot because I didn't do the proper etiquette and was nagged by him.

Therefore, the eighty-year-old Grand Elder has not yet recruited five disciples... Therefore, Lin Jun and Anyang, who are the most well-behaved and polite, are the most loved by the Grand Elder, while Bai Chong, the carefree and unruly one, is the most looked down upon by the Grand Elder.

"Thank you, Great Elder!"

After receiving the reply, Lin Jun slowly straightened up. The Great Elder Ling Cheng nodded with satisfaction at such a formal etiquette.

"Reporting to the Great Elder, last night Bai Chong led three sect deacons to practice and test with the junior brother's iron ball, but he didn't expect that the sect's wandering deacons were worse than a group of teenagers from outside the sect. This made the juniors quite worried. There are many people in the sect

There are forty-seven Diyoujing deacons and twenty-one Diyoujing disciples who have retained their status as disciples and are practicing in various peaks. They are all the mainstays of the sect. If a foreign enemy attacks, those outer disciples must not be allowed to die in vain as pawns.

, and the sect’s internal travel realm is unfit for use, which makes the juniors very worried. Therefore, the juniors want to ask the great elder to order that all the sect’s travel realm deacons join the training team, and the elders will lead the team!"

Lin Jun made a sad look on his face, lamented and finished speaking his opinion according to the rules, and then bowed to the great elder again.

When you agree to speak, you must say thank you, when you begin to speak, you must express your gratitude, and when you have finished speaking, you must salute. Bai Chong, who was watching from the sidelines, complained crazily in his heart, and he didn't know how many times he felt pity for the three current disciples of the great elder.

"Hmm...yes, if traveling within the sect is really useless, then what's the point of training a group of juniors from the vertical and horizontal realms."

The great elder lowered his head and thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement and said:

"Lin Jun, please hurry up and pass on my order to have all the wandering monks in the sect, except for the internal affairs, miscellaneous affairs, and Nongsang tribes, go to the martial arts field to participate in the training. I will personally lead the team."

After saying that, he took out a wooden token engraved with his name from his arms and handed it to Lin Jun.

Lin Jun took the token with both hands and said respectfully:

"Respecting the order of the elder, this junior will go now!"

After saying that, he stood up and bowed again, then took a look at Bai Chong and flew to the peaks to deliver orders.

As soon as Senior Brother Lin Jun left, Bai Chong did not dare to make the slightest move. He stood straight behind the Great Elder and waited on the high platform for the outer disciples to arrive.

In the early morning sunshine, the Great Elder and Bai Chong were in dead silence. The Great Elder had many rules, and Bai Chong did not want to talk to the Great Elder. He was afraid that if he said something wrong or his actions were not polite, he would be scolded.

Therefore, the scene continued to remain silent until the outer disciples and deacons from all walks of life arrived one after another, and then it became bustling.

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The next day, Lin Meng still returned from yesterday's martial arts performance, had dinner, and spent the night studying sword manuals in the house. He had not slept since he was reborn in Anyang's body. After all, the current situation

In times of crisis, you must improve your own strength both internally and externally.

After a night of study, Lin Meng went out to have breakfast with a group of outer disciples who were friends with Anyang, and then continued to take the twenty people to the martial arts field.

Lin Meng and others arrived late. When they arrived at the martial arts field, the other outer disciples had already started practicing under the leadership of their respective team leaders according to yesterday's formation. But the difference was that today, even the deacons of each peak and the sect

The previous generation disciples of the Earth Travel Realm who were unable to leave the inner seclusion also joined the training team, led by the Great Elder Ling Cheng.

Huh? Someone touched the iron ball yesterday?

The attentive Lin Meng led the twenty teenagers to the corner of the martial arts field where he had played yesterday, and he keenly discovered that the iron ball he had used for training had been used by someone. The placement and the messy ropes proved this.

Is it Bai Chong? Lin Meng immediately thought of this second senior brother from Anyang. In the huge Wuyue Sword Sect, Bai Chong was the only one who had inexplicable enthusiasm and sensitivity for this kind of military art.

When Lin Meng thought of this, he couldn't help but smile knowingly. He turned to look in the direction of Bai Chong's team, which happened to meet the eyes of Bai Chong who had been looking at Lin Meng. Bai Chong quickly turned his head and started to concentrate as if he was caught peeping.

Training, but the corner of his eye still kept glancing in Lin Meng's direction.

He is a talent that can be made. It seems that he is very interested in this thing and may want to learn it. However, he did not come to see me yesterday and this morning. It seems that he is still confused about my training method. Yes.

, there has to be some results.

Lin Meng's thoughts suddenly changed. He was worthy of being a generation of gun immortal who had lived for a thousand years and had the vision of a saint. He guessed Bai Chong's thoughts thoroughly in a few moments.

"Here we go! It's still the same iron ball, just like yesterday!"

After thinking about it, Lin Meng took the lead in picking up a piece of rope and shouted to the twenty teenagers.

"good!"

All the teenagers responded one after another, enthusiastically picked up the rope ends on the ground and spread out to stand in a circle. The iron ball was pulled up, the teenagers started running, and the training began again.

With a pergola to provide shade, and gradually becoming more proficient in their skills and understanding of each other, this training has become easier and easier for the teenagers. They can already run very fast in the circle, and by almost noon they can already do

You can stay out of the circle for more than an hour, and maybe even stay out of the circle forever!

As expected, young people are the best at learning. Lin Meng was very pleased. It took Zhou Yuan three days for those sergeants to master the skills, but now these young people have mastered them all in one day!

But looking at the progress of this group of young people, the faces of the three deacons who had been trained by Bai Chong all night turned green. They, who were so dignified wandering deacons, were actually left far behind by a group of young people from the vertical and horizontal realms.

, it’s really shameful.

"Okay, it's noon, let's all take a rest. The office has brought lunch, so eat it while it's hot."

Lin Meng was the first to stop, and the other teenagers also stopped in unison in surprise.

“Yesterday I felt extremely difficult and a little tired, but today it’s so easy!”

A young man wiped the thin sweat from his forehead. His physique was considered poor, but he only sweated a thin layer. As for Huang Hao, who had a strong physique, he did not blush or breath.

The teenagers were all delighted with their progress. They sat cross-legged on the floor, eating and chatting, and the atmosphere was lively. The other outer disciples on the martial arts field all cast envious glances, especially the five disciples led by Bai Chong.

The eyes of hundreds of young people are even more envious. They are holding heavy iron and walking on horseback under the huge sun...
Chapter completed!