"This true senior brother, are you... not joking?"

Wang Lu laughed: "It's not even a professional level, it's so shameless to joke about it."

Yue Yun almost squirted again: Damn it, even the professional level is ignored!? Your goal is the stars and the sea!?

Wang Lu continued to be modest: "No, no, I just want to get the title of Erudite for now."

Yue Yun was shocked again: The title of Erudite? That title can only be awarded if you get first-class results in more than six professional-level cultural courses! The rewarded sect points are enough to lead the team to trial twenty times!

Wang Lu said: "Right now, I am still short of a professional level Xiyi Common Language and I haven't gotten the first grade in the evaluation. I will apply for the assessment after this experience is over. As expected, I will pass the exam."

Holy shit, you’re only missing one major to be knowledgeable? So, senior brother, you already have five majors in hand? You’ve only been in the profession for two years, right?

Yue Yun was getting more and more surprised, and Huo Ying next to him also looked surprised: "Could it be that the true genius who became famous some time ago is you, Senior Brother Wang Lu!?"

Wang Lu insisted on being modest: "How can I be called a genius? I just use the time that others use to drink tea to read books."

This is really not a fake fight. In the first two years after entering the school, most disciples are busy with their cultivation and daily tasks necessary for the sect. However, as a true disciple, Wang Lu has no restrictions on the sect. He has nothing to do except routine long-distance running and medicinal baths every day.

In desperation, he could only study hard to earn points to pass the time. In addition, he was indeed very talented, and he was particularly good at reading and taking exams. It was logical that he would eventually become a top student.

Wang Lu's reputation as a top student is not well known in the Spirit Sword Sect. On the one hand, Wang Lu himself is low-key, coming to class and leaving after class and never talking nonsense with others. On the other hand, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect have their own opinions.

With different practices, who has time to care about a newcomer who has been in school for two years, how is his performance in cultural classes? Even if he is a literary star, what will happen if he masters the spirit sword? If he has succeeded in building a foundation in two years, it is still worth paying attention to.

Fan.

In the final analysis, no matter how loudly the Lingjian Sect's slogan of quality education is raised, cultural classes are not taken seriously. However, the results of the cultural classes, which are not taken seriously, have played an important role in Xiao Qingyun's experience this time.

For Zhu Qin and others, most of the plants around them were unrecognizable. Even Yue Yun, who was leading the team, could only recognize 67 out of 10 of them. But in the eyes of a professional, there was no secret for a mere little Qingyun!

While others were struggling with the difference between red berries and red thorn fruits, and whether a bunch of edible fruits in front of them could actually be eaten, Wang Lu had already walked around easily and came back.

At that time, I was holding a huge pile of wild fruits in my hands.

"Everything is edible, you're welcome."

There was a slight silence on the scene, and no one took action. The two Xiaoyao disciples, Yue Xinyao and Wen Yin, were not familiar with Wang Lu, and considering the huge gap between the outer disciples and the true disciples, they did not dare to reach out. Zhu Qin did not dare to reach out.

He said that the bickering with Wang Lu in the past two years was so fierce that the accumulated blood vomiting could fill a reservoir. How could he be willing to accept his favor?

So in the end, the most heartless Wen Bao broke the deadlock. The fat man stretched out his hand and took the largest wild fruit in his hand, chewing it. The sight of eating it was particularly eye-catching.

Wen Bao stretched out his hand, and the two girls became less scrupulous. They each took some fruit and ate it quietly. Yue Yun and Huo Ying were self-sufficient. Needless to say, Zhu Qin felt uncomfortable just sitting there.

How uncomfortable.

If you say you are hungry, you are really hungry. A ninth-grade Qi practitioner is far from capable of fasting, especially when the people around you are feasting, and the hunger in your belly is doubled...

So Zhu Qin glared at the fat man who broke the deadlock and caused embarrassment.

Wen Bao was startled and almost dropped the wild fruit to the ground: "Senior Brother Zhu Qin, what's wrong?"

Zhu Qin scolded: "You are so happy eating this food!"

As a result, before Wen Bao said anything, the two female cultivators suddenly choked and could no longer swallow. When they looked at Zhu Qin, they were naturally not polite - even if the inner and outer sects were treated differently, they were still

Are little girls not allowed to have a temper?

Zhu Qin wished he could slap himself in the face for offending two junior sisters for no reason. Why the hell would it be... Damn it, it's all because of that idiot Wang Lu! I didn't like him two years ago. He is really a disaster!

Look, look at his face that seems to be smiling but not smiling! It’s sinister! It’s so sinister!

Although he kept shouting silently in his heart, the situation was stronger than his own, and Zhu Qin had no choice but to endure hunger as a form of spiritual practice.

However, after a while, a fat man next to him spoke again.

"Oh, just eating fruit is not enough. It would be better if there was meat."

Damn it, your senior brother and I are so hungry that you are still thinking about meat, you idiot!? You might as well just cut your own belly open, it’s not inferior to the best beef brisket!

After listening to Wen Bao's childlike words, Yue Yun and Huo Ying couldn't help but smile: "Even Xiao Qingyun is a place for training after all, not for everyone to travel. This time, thanks to Senior Brother Wang Lu, I can

It’s a real treat. Otherwise, even if we come here, we can only barely fill our stomachs.”

However, at this time, Wang Lu, as a spiritual sword master, was no longer satisfied with eating fruits. He stood up and said, "How about I go hunting."

hunt!?

"This little Qingyun is so rich in products, there must be a lot of birds and beasts. I'm going to hunt some hares, wild boars and the like for everyone."

Wang Lu said that and was about to leave. Yue Yun and Huo Ying quickly stopped him: "Brother, please don't be impulsive!"

"There are indeed many birds and animals in this little Qingyun, but... they are not for eating!"

Wang Lu was immediately surprised: "You are not here to eat, but you are here to love us as a family member? Our Spirit Sword Sect is an animal protection organization?"

Yue Yun smiled bitterly: "Brother, I misunderstood. What I meant was that Xiao Qingyun's beast is extraordinary in strength. Especially now that we have entered Wangyue Valley, the spell restrictions have been slightly relaxed, and there are already many second-level spirits here.

Wandering nearby."

"Level 2 spirit? So what?"

Yue Yun was helpless. Senior brother, you are almost a knowledgeable person. How could you ask such a stupid question?

The strength of a second-level spirit monster is generally between the peak of physical training and the first and second levels of qi training - of course, for spirit sword monks with relatively solid basic skills and advanced skills, it is no problem to reach the first or second level.

But no matter what, after all, they are almost at the same level as this training team. If they meet some of the best, even Yue Yun, a sixth-level Qi practitioner, will not be able to defeat him. In the end, this training is not about letting the monks rely on their strength.

With the advantage of cultivation, he was crushed all the way!

The normal theme of Xiao Qingyun's experience is lurking and survival! There are level 2 spirits in Wangyue Valley, and when approaching Qinglong Gorge, even level 1 and 2 spirits may come out to hunt your sister!

After hearing the explanation, Wang Lu said in great surprise: "So that's it, I really didn't know. The points for the elective course Jiuzhou Spirits and Monsters are too low, so I'm too lazy to choose. It seems I have to make up for it carefully when I go back."

Yue Yun was almost powerless. Nonsense, Jiuzhou Spirit Monsters is a compulsory course for monks. Only a person like you who can learn red and white can turn the compulsory course into an elective course... so of course the points are low. In fact, the lower the points, the more important it is.

!

Just as he was talking, Wang Lu's ears suddenly twitched: "Is there something going on!?"

The next moment, before Yue Yun and others could say anything, Wang Lu had already drawn the soft sword from his waist, and his whole temperament became fierce and extraordinary.

It was not until Wang Lu entered the fighting state that Huo Ying suddenly moved her eyebrows: "Brother, something is indeed approaching, and it just touched my Liuyunsi, but it's not a big one."

"You still have to be more careful. Experience is no small matter."

When Yue Yun said this, the other people who were eating the fruit also became alert, stood up, formed a circle, and released newly learned self-protection spells that they were not yet proficient in just to be safe.

When Yue Yun saw it, he sighed again: He is still too young. He has just entered the stage of Qi training and lacks magic power. He must be careful when releasing any spell to avoid waste. Now, it is good, just the lighting spell is released.

Three, and the warning notification spells were released five at a time! Do you have any brains? Didn’t you hear Junior Sister Huo Ying say that Liuyun Silk has been arranged!?

Wang Lu, on the other hand, is still at the second level of body training. As long as he pulls out the sword, it is equivalent to doing everything he can do, and there will be no waste at all!

Alas, but is this also the point of experience? All the masters are trained in the realm of amateurs. When I came to Xiaoqingyun two years ago, my performance was not much better.

Just as she was thinking about it, Huo Ying said again: "It's here, right in front!"

Following the direction of Huo Ying's finger, a three-foot-long golden-haired beast came into view.

The little beast looked very similar to a fox, with a pointed face and a long tail, but its pair of fox eyes were as red as blood, giving off a strange and crazy aura.

The next moment, the little beast rushed towards the crowd! It was so fast! Even Yue Yun and Huo Ying didn't have time to react!

But finally someone had time to react! Wang Lu sneered, and swung his soft sword forward like a whip with a muffled bang! He actually slapped the little fox back!

"Junior brothers and sisters, don't panic, I'm here to protect you!"

Then Wang Lu stopped talking. After all, Junior Brother Yue Yun explained that in this little Qingyun land, spirits and monsters are everywhere. As for spirits, strength cannot be judged by size alone. Even though this little fox is not big, he is a

Anyone who dares to attack a team of seven monks, this perfect elite template, is determined to win!

But it doesn’t matter, let us, the top student, come and try it out first! Even if we can’t defeat it, there are still so many junior brothers and sisters behind us! I just think of myself as a tank!

In the blink of an eye, Wang Lu was already stepping on silk steps, dancing with the Rouyun Sword, and was fighting with the little beast!

As soon as he took the hand, Wang Lu gasped. The spirit monster is indeed a spirit monster. It is far from the stupid bear on the Wuxiang Peak who can only hold a white flag and hold his head in defense. Although it is not big in size, its speed is astonishing.

!Although the first charge was unexpectedly shot back by me, but after that, the little fox was like golden lightning, almost dazzling people's eyes!

Wang Lu did not dare to be careless - for spirits, such speed is often matched by high attack power. Otherwise, this fox would not be so aggressive and would pounce on anyone it sees! As for small spirits,

Said... the attack power of the hand is probably poisonous. Once bitten, even if it is just a slight wound, the consequences are unpredictable!

But this was not a problem for Wang Lu. Ziwei's soft sword flicked, and a ball of sword light dazzled everyone! Although Wang Lu's footsteps and figure were far inferior to the speed of the little fox, he stepped forward with two steps.

Block the little fox so he can't get even an inch!

The little fox attacked several times and was obviously much faster than its opponent, but its wonderful footwork and purple sword light worked ingeniously to block its way at critical moments. Even if it suddenly changed directions many times, it could not break through.

The opponent's sword circumference.

After several attempts to no avail, the little fox bared its teeth at Wang Lu viciously. The blood in its eyes became even richer, and it was obvious that it was out of anger. There was an irritable hatred in its eyes as it glared at Wang Lu.

Wang Lu was very happy: Hatred is good. To be a tank, you have to stabilize your hatred to be qualified! Little guy, if you have the ability, just come at me, haha!

The little fox had indeed identified Wang Lu, and while letting out a high-pitched roar and baring its little white teeth, it launched a lightning attack on Wang Lu, trying to bite off a few pieces of meat. However, Wang Lu's silk-winding steps and

The Rouyun Sword was so domineering. For a while, there was only a loud banging and muffled sound. The Ziwei soft sword collided with the little fox no less than a hundred times. The lightning fox was helpless against the opponent's sword net!

Of course, there are some imperfections in the process. This Rouyun Sword is the best method in the world for discharging force and converting force, but it does not have the skills to exert force. In other words, it is full defense without any attack ability, so the little fox is of course

Wang Lu's defense couldn't be broken, and there was really nothing Wang Lu could do with this little thing.

But it doesn't matter, Wang Lu has no other advantages, except that he is extremely confident in endurance. He didn't know the Rouyun Sword at the beginning, and he could kill the blind bear on Wuxiang Peak with just one Silk Step. Now he has the Ziwei Sword in his hand.

, little fox, just wait until you are exhausted by me, hahaha!

In the blink of an eye, one person and one fox have been fighting fiercely for more than a hundred rounds, with no winner or loser! And Wang Lu seems to be getting more and more brave as he fights!

Hahaha! Even if you are a second-level monster, you are nothing more than that! Junior brothers and sisters behind you, don’t rush to take action, I want to fight this little thing in a duel!

At the same time, Yue Yun and his friends were all shocked!

Wen Yin tremblingly took out a book of Jiuzhou Spirits and Monsters from her sleeve.
Chapter completed!