The martial arts class at Donghai University is not within the normal campus, but in a small cave deep in Da Mengze, receiving training.

However, after seeing this, Zhang Ping felt that perhaps the word "labor reform" would be more appropriate.

Zhang Ping saw his classmates in the mine in the deep mountains. There were 99 classmates. They were covered in dust, covered in dirt and dust, and had filter masks on his face. His cultivation seemed to be sealed.

Zhang Ping was stunned: "Senior sister, do you say they are my classmates? Have we gone to the wrong place?"

"Only those who endure hardships will be the best! It is impossible to learn all the knowledge in classrooms and books.

The old saying goes: You will always be shallow in your knowledge, and you must practice it yourself to know this.

The first thing you do when entering the martial arts class is to experience the arduous development process of the past. If you want to stand on the shoulders of a giant, you must first climb onto the shoulders of a giant.

The prosperity of our country today was achieved by countless ancestors’ hard work, even blood and sweat, and life.

Now we are in the strategic defensive stage, and this kind of hard work will continue. If we can’t even endure this little bit of hardship, how can we pursue our dreams? How can we shoulder the important task of the nation?

So the first thing they did was to dig out the spiritual materials such as black iron and red copper, prepare the refining materials themselves, and experience the hard work of their ancestors."

Whenever it comes to preaching, Gu Qingyan will become serious and the teacher will possess her skills.

Zhang Ping curled his lips and said nothing. Is this called suffering? Why don’t you go on a trip to the sun with me?

The speed car hovered in the air, and Gu Qingyan looked at Zhang Ping with bright eyes.

"What are you doing? Let me tell you, I have a psychological shadow on women now. You look at me like this and make me feel panicked."

Gu Qingyan covered her face, "Don't be fooled by me! Where is my flying sword?"

"Oh, this!" Zhang Ping took out the flying sword from the storage ring, which was made of Gu Qingyan's long hair.

Gu Qingyan has already reached the peak of Jindan cultivation, and her long hair is an excellent material.

The body of a cultivator is full of treasures. Even if a cultivator spits a mouthful of saliva, it is much stronger than a bird's nest. The so-called ambergris is just the saliva of a dragon!

The flying sword is dark and has a black color like a black crystal, but is opaque. Only the blade has a faint translucent feeling, which is extremely sharp.

Gu Qingyan fell in love with him at first sight, "It looks good quality."

Zhang Ping smiled: "Senior Sister, after you inject true energy, control the aggregation of true energy."

Gu Qingyan was a little confused, so she did as she did. Then she opened her mouth and even saw her little tongue from Zhang Ping's perspective.

After the flying sword in Gu Qingyan's hand was injected with true energy, it suddenly exploded, and it exploded into tens of thousands of thin silks that were almost indistinguishable to the naked eye, covering the surroundings.

Trying to shrink the true energy, all the thin filaments gathered into a black crystal-colored flying sword.

Continue to inject true energy, and the flying sword slowly invisible until the naked eye and even the soul cannot see it.

Zhang Ping smiled, and was proud and a little proud of the joke. "Senior sister, I have used all the best techniques and added some other materials to you, which were brought out from the sun."

By the way, what did Zhang Ping bring out from the sun? There was nothing! If you had to say something, it was Zhang Ping himself.

So, what did Zhang Ping add to the flying sword?

Well, it’s actually just a drop of essence and blood and a few drops of merit.

This time I encountered a crisis, Gu Qingyan and Gu Yanshan ran back and forth, and it can be said that they had no regrets.

Only after experiencing suffering can you realize the preciousness.

Although Zhang Ping does not have many merits now, he can condense seven or eight drops in a day - yes, the speed of merits is getting slower and slower.

However, Zhang Ping was not worried. He also watched the 100-day foundation building nationwide promotion, and the countdown had already entered the countdown, and there would inevitably be more merits at that time.

Not to mention the holy fire he prepared himself and the technology to promote the "legion-oriented combat" of dreams, they have also entered the acceptance stage.

I think it will be a bit of merit.

As for the so-called "element and blood", it may be very precious to others; but for Zhang Ping now, it is just ordinary blood. It is also very simple to replenish it - bask in the sun, and you can practice every day.

Gu Qingyan gave a simple try. The flying sword is indeed excellent. It has so many magical things before it has been refined.

Zhang Ping took out another memory card, "This is the technical information of Fei Jian. The hair you gave me is about 90,000 in length; there are about 20,000 in length.

If the length exceeds 80cm, it is refined into a sword body, which can be freely disassembled and dispersed and combined freely. It can be dispersed into more than 90,000 flying needles, it can also form a net of heaven and earth, or even a formation can be arranged.

With more than 90,000 long hair, theoretically, it can build a formation of up to 90,000 square meters. I made full use of mechanical computer theory here.

The specific information is in the memory card, and the senior sister needs to go to the virtual world to learn.”

Speaking of this, Zhang Ping showed a pure (sincere) smile on his face, "Senior sister, you worked hard to learn alchemy for me. You prepared more than 3,000 must-read materials and more than 7,000 selected books. A total of tens of thousands of books were prepared.

People's hearts are full of flesh, and I remember all these gratitudes in my heart.

Today, in order to let my senior sister fully master the flying sword, I prepared about 14,000 books in the memory card this time.

These materials are all-encompassing, including books from the immortal world, some of the sects such as the Abirth Sect, and many books on general practice methods;

There is also a lot of knowledge I have learned in the virtual memory space, including but not limited to practice, formation, mechanical computer theory, energy and dark energy theory analysis, matter fluctuations, energy frequency, etc.

In order to allow my senior sister to study with peace of mind, I set up about 800 problems in the flying sword. Only by solving all these problems can I truly control the flying sword."

It is not too late for a gentleman to repay his kindness for ten years. At that time, you asked me to read tens of thousands of books, about one-third of which were must-read; now I have prepared 14,000 books for you, all of which are must-read, but there are books from the fairy world.

A lot of hard work.

After saying that, Zhang Ping jumped out of the speed vehicle quickly and ran away.

As a result, Gu Qingyan also slowly got off the speed car and walked down gracefully.

Zhang Ping turned his head and said, "Senior Sister, you don't have to come here."

Gu Qingyan said leisurely behind, "Junior brother, don't have to run so quickly. This year's first martial arts class teacher is me."

"..." Zhang Ping stopped running, "Senior Sister, why didn't you say it before?"

"I want to see your performance and decide how to cultivate you in the future. I have decided that your potential is enough to become a comprehensive talent. Donghai University's 40 million collection of books will be open to you."

“…”

You are crazy with 40 million books! No, I am crazy! Why are you going to provoke her if you have nothing to do? Zhang Ping only felt that the future was dark.

Gu Qingyan took Zhang Ping to the 'Mine' and shouted to all the students, "Stop, let's welcome the return of the squad leader with applause."

Sparse applause sounded, listless.

But everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhang Ping, with curiosity and expectation in their eyes.

Gu Qingyan looked at Zhang Ping with a smile: "Zhang Ping, classmate Zhang, class monitor Zhang, should you say something?"

Zhang Ping stood on the mine pit, but his face became serious and no longer had a hippie smile. "Hello everyone, I have been thinking about what to say on the way here.

Is it an apology? After all, I came one and a half months late?

Or use your own experience to encourage everyone to work hard to practice?

But seeing everyone's efforts now, I think I should say something else.

The elders always say that let us experience the hardships of our ancestors, that's right.

But the elders often forget to emphasize it, or they themselves do not realize it: they have suffered, but they stop there; and we need to face a more vast future.

We have to experience the bitterness they have suffered.

We need to learn the path they have walked.

However, that is ultimately the past. As young people in the new era, we must look forward to the future.

Let’s go the way that the seniors have not reached!

Let’s eat the hardships that our predecessors have never suffered!

The dream they have not realized, we will realize it.

We have to go further and pursue our own dreams.

This time when I went out, I saw the vastness of the sea of ​​stars. So far, the planets owned by China are just a drop in the endless sea of ​​stars, and are still in a desolate corner.

I devoured the nightmare's consciousness and learned how wonderful the outside world was and how barren we were here, so barren that even the nightmare was unwilling to come."

Zhang Ping said here, and a clear question came from below: "You said you don't even want to come over in the nightmare, so what is this time?"

After the words fell, many of the students laughed.

Obviously, everyone is a little unacceptable to Zhang Ping, a guy who has not attended classes for a day but has become the class monitor.

Although you, Zhang Ping, is famous, contributed a lot, and had a lot of influence, so what? This is the school!

I missed classes at the beginning of school and had to be a class monitor. I was so shameless.

Zhang Ping silently read these people and remembered their appearance in his heart. Of course, it was not that Zhang Ping had already started to remember the little black book, but he just began to formally understand these classmates.

Those who express mockery at the moment may not be really bad, maybe they are stupid.

Those who remain silent are afraid that they will be responsible for making trouble in their hearts.

After taking a look at everyone's performance, Zhang Ping spoke: "This nightmare was invited by someone else. According to the information I know temporarily, it should be said that it was invited by the gods."

The students immediately exclaimed.

The nightmare was actually invited by someone else.

This news really shocked everyone.

The students turned to look at Gu Qingyan and found that their beautiful teacher Gu was very calm and silent, and the most important thing was that there was heavy weight on their faces.

Obviously, this news should be true.
Chapter completed!