Hei Sha raised his chest and closed his abdomen and raised his head, revealing the posture of "The wind is whistling and the Yishui is cold, and the hero will never return once he leaves", jumped into the wooden barrel and turned into an ice sculpture.

As worthy of being the commander, this guy didn't say anything from beginning to end.

This made the other four commanders and all members of the Wolf Warriors show admiration.

This guy looked at it with a big waist and a round waist, which made people think he was a straightforward character. In fact, he was determined and extremely smart.

Otherwise, how could he be the commander of the Purple Uniform Guard?

Ying Huo raised his lips and said to the other three people: "How about we bet? I bet Heisha can't stay in this wooden barrel for an hour, betting on ten medium-grade spirit stones."

A medium-grade spirit stone is equal to one hundred low-grade spirit stones, and ten is equal to one thousand low-grade spirit stones. This bet is quite large.

"I bet with you that I absolutely believe Heisha's cultivation and willpower can last an hour!" Ying Mei was the first to agree.

Youyue secretly glanced at Shen Lang, smiled and said, "I basically don't gamble, but since the usual old-fashioned Ying Huo made such a suggestion, it's hard for me to refuse."

Her charming attitude almost made some men among the Wolf Warrior members lose their minds!

Xie Ge was furious and said with a cold face: "What are you doing? Heisha is helping the adults test the horror of this medicine. If you don't support him, you still use him to gamble? You dare to face him? It's simply outrageous!"

The black evil, who had turned into an ice sculpture inside the wooden barrel, burst into tears and couldn't help but say, "It's better to have an evil song..."

Xie Ge coldly aimed at Ying Huo: "Ying Huo!"

Ying Huo smiled awkwardly and said, "This... I'm just kidding, don't take it seriously."

"No." Xie Ge said with a calm smile: "I mean, you said everything anyway, I will pay five of the bet you just made!"

A strange sound came from the ice sculpture, as if something was broken...

On the edge of the wooden barrel, Shen Lang's palm pressed against the iron wind, and his surging spiritual power was infused into it.

The spiritual power turned into a heat force and wandered through the meridians of Tiefeng's body, causing the temperature of Tiefeng's body to finally start to rise slowly.

After a while, the iron wind woke up slowly.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked at Shen Lang, and asked a question: "Sir, have I practiced it? I feel like my whole body is numb and I don't feel a little bit. It seems that my limbs are not mine anymore... At this time, I'm afraid I won't feel anything if I cut my friend."

"Spit! You should freeze this bastard to death!"

A group of women in the crowd started to curse with red faces, while the rest of the men laughed.

Under such circumstances, the only one who can say this is probably the only one among the thousands of people.

Shen Lang shook his head: "It's still early. I originally thought that the amount of this potion was too heavy and it was hard for ordinary people to bear it. I didn't expect that after half an hour, you didn't die."

“…”

Tiefeng was in tears and knew that his experiment was scary, but he didn't expect it to be so scary.

Sure enough, I walked around the brink of death.

"But I don't know why, but I clearly feel that my limbs are not my own, but I feel like I'm reborn? It seems that my whole body is full of strength, and I have indeed gained a lot of benefits... Hahahaha!" Tie Feng secretly rejoiced.

Shen Lang turned around and looked at Nalan Ziyan and the other two and said, "Ziyan, you can go to the other side of the forbidden area first. I will first adjust the amount of this potion here and go to find you there later."

Shen Lang's own physique is extraordinary and naturally cannot be used as a benchmark.

Only by letting the Wolf Warrior members of each level of cultivation test can you know what level of potion can the warriors of various levels of cultivation adapt to.

Otherwise, like the iron wind just now, I fainted in this potion for half an hour, and I'm afraid I'll really die in half an hour.

"Um."

Nalan Ziyan glanced at Shen Lang affectionately, responded, and walked out of the canyon with Shen Moran and Chu Qingcheng.

...

Three hours later.

Crossing the cliff like a knife, the other side of the forbidden land of Xuandao Sect.

The people accumulated here are elite disciples below the Xuanwu Realm selected by five sects including Xuandao Sect through Dabi.

This group of people will go to the imperial capital in two months to participate in the qualifying competition.

Only by winning a certain ranking in this qualifying competition can you be eligible to enter the Yumudong Blessing Trial.

During this period, these hundreds of people gathered here, and were personally taught and trained by the elders of several sects.

At this time, it is the rest time.

Chu Qingcheng was surrounded by people...

Someone came to him for advice on practicing... Although Chu Qingcheng always made amazing words, in terms of cultivation, many things he said casually were admired by the elders;

There are female disciples from various sects who attract bees and butterflies... In terms of women's fate, even the handsome Mo Ge is beyond the reach of the world;

There are many more people watching the fun;

But Chu Qingcheng has never been a serious guide. When people ask questions about cultivation, they always have to be related to personality and human nature.

All the great principles made everyone dizzy, but they even thought what he said seemed to make some sense.

For example, Tang Yiyi came to him to ask about swordsmanship.

Chu Qingcheng said to Tang Yiyi: "I have heard many truths but still can't live a good life; I have seen many good people but still can't find my favorite; I have had many dreams but still can't see the future clearly; I have seen many scenery but still can't walk all the roads."

Shen Jianfeng quietly took out his pen, wrote it down, and nodded while recording it.

"I'm asking you about the flaws in swordsmanship, not to listen to your irrelevant words." Tang Yiyi said coldly.

Chu Qingcheng smiled slightly and said, "Whether a sword or a knife, they are just extensions of human hands and feet. The flaws in swordsmanship are often flaws in mood. What level can a person's swordsmanship reach later often depends not on his talent, but on his personality and his heart."

"When the knot in your heart cannot be untied, your cultivation is improving, but your swordsmanship often stagnates. This situation will become more and more obvious as your cultivation level improves and your vision improves."

"The heart moves at will, and the sword is triggered by the heart. When your sword is no longer the sword in your hand, but is stored in your heart, you can reach the state of forgetting both things and self, and unity between man and nature."

"Xiao Lang used a cloth stick to break your spiritual weapon, which shows this. And you are still struggling with your failure. If this continues, the sword in your hand will lose its spiritual energy, only form, but no spirit. Go back and think about what I said."

Tang Yiyi nodded thoughtfully and walked away.

"Damn, where did you learn these words? I was confused and unfathomable, and my mood was a little shaken!" Shen Jianfeng showed an expression of admiration.

"Uh...I'm just talking nonsense." Chu Qingcheng whispered: "Didn't you find that this passage is the same for you or anyone? This is learned from a fortune teller."

"..." Chen Jianfeng was stunned.

At this time, Mo Ge in the crowd walked out without saying a word.

After coming out of the Great Array of Life and Death, Mo Ge became more taciturn and his eyes became more scary.

Basically, no one dared to approach him except Su Rong.

The aura of this ferocious beast is not born with martial arts or cultivation.

In the past, he didn't speak, but he didn't obviously reject Su Rong.

However, this time, Su Rong walked to him, and Mo Ge reached out to stop her: "Don't follow me."

The tears in Su Rong's eyes were circled, and she bit her lips and looked at Mo Ge's back aggrievedly.

Chu Qingcheng looked at Mo Ge's back and sighed and said, "I can't worry about love affairs. Junior sister, you have to be more careful."

"Look at it...how do you think about it?" Su Rong asked subconsciously.

Chu Qingcheng shook his paper fan and said calmly: "If he is not well aware of the world, take him to see the prosperity of the world; if his heart is vicissitudes, take him to see the sea. If his love is just beginning to bloom, you will wear a loose clothes and untied your belt; if he sees countless people, you will be on the stove. As long as he is not a stone, no matter in any situation, he will have his shortcomings. Break it and face the sea, and spring flowers will bloom."

Hearing the words "undressing loose clothes and untied", Su Rong glared at Chu Qingcheng fiercely, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

However, at this time, everyone's eyes turned to Chu Qingcheng's back.

Chu Qingcheng turned around, and his face suddenly turned into bitter gourd... Chen Moran was looking at him coldly under the big tree not far behind him.

Obviously, Chen Moran also heard these words.

"Oh, Moran, this is not what I said, this is what Xiaolang said! It was all taught by Xiaolang!" Chu Qingcheng hurriedly explained.

Chen Jianfeng, who saw the situation, immediately took the lead and pointed his finger at Chu Qingcheng, and said with a deep pain: "Old Chu, you, you...ah!"

Chen Moran didn't say anything, turned around and left.

"It's over..." Chu Qingcheng hurriedly chased after him.

...

On the other side, Tian Hao, who had become a mummy again, stared at the disciples of the Suihua Sect and was drooling.

Yan Qi couldn't even stand beside him: "I'll ask a question. You've been beaten like this, why are you still staring at someone's chest?"

"You have two questions! The previous question is because they beaten this way, so I need to see it back, otherwise wouldn't it be a big loss?"

"The latter question is that breasts are the pride of women, men's hobbies, children's drinks, lovers' traps. Do you think it's important?"

Yan Qi nodded thoughtfully: "You said this, it seems quite reasonable... Hey, you have a nosebleed!"

"Ah? Oh! It seems that I have suffered not only skin injuries, but also internal injuries!" Tian Hao wiped away the bleeding from the nose and continued to peep.

Suddenly, Shen Lang walked around from behind Yan Qi.

He looked at Tian Hao and found that the latter was wrapped in bandages. He couldn't help but be stunned: "Have you recovered from your injury? Why did you look like this again?"

"It's your business...ah! Junior brother, you have to be fair for me!"

Tian Hao said before fiercely, and when he turned his head and saw that it was Shen Lang, he immediately started to wail.

The wailing sound was mixed with indescribable grievances, and it was like snowing in June.

The beasts in the canyon were so moved that they fled in scattered and the disciples of each sect rolled their eyes wildly.
Chapter completed!