Blue Sky Sword

Feng Yin screamed badly in his heart.

Among the six hundred and sixty-six people in the five classes, although the Qin people had the largest number, they accounted for one-sixth, and in terms of the number of heads, they were far ahead of the rest of the countries.

But even if this ratio is already high, there is no advantage in the number of heads that can be placed in the class.

On the contrary, it is easy to cause all countries to work together to target because the Qin State has the largest number of people.

It must be known that this group does not have a single demon clan. In this way, although the number of people from other countries lags behind Qin, they are not too far behind. But the total number of countries combined is far more than that.

Fengyin glanced at Xia You secretly, is this... intentional or unintentional?

Maybe it's just that this girl is too naive. When you mention your nationality at this time, the intention to please should not be too obvious, but the result of doing so is different from cheating me...

But seeing the white gauze on this girl's face, the bloodstains all over her face that should have been handsome... But there is only sincerity and hope in her eyes...

Feng Yin sighed in his heart, pressing the matter down to the bottom of his heart.

Exactly how to see later.

So he laughed and said: "Aiya, what you said, Sister Xia You, is quite wrong, although we are all from Qin, and we should meet fellow villagers with tears in our eyes, but I have to talk about you. "

Xia You was stunned; "Boss, say it."

"We come here for training, and all of them are gold-medal killers. This is a well-known fact. But why is Juntianshou only training for gold-medal killers? Why not start training with iron and bronze medals?"

Feng Yin asked in a deep voice.

"This...I don't know."

Xia You's eyes were filled with ignorance, and she didn't know where Feng Yin's question came from.

What does this say, why didn't I understand?

"In my opinion, this move is due to the purpose of Juntianshou's founding. Although anyone who has a good heart and is willing to punish evil and evil for the world can join Juntianshou, at least they must be promoted to the gold medal. Only then is he qualified to be called, Jun Tianshou Killer."

"To know that life is alive, food, clothing, housing and transportation are the fundamentals of human life. The original intention of many people joining Juntianshou is actually because of life's compulsion. There will be no more difficult problems in life. To put it bluntly, the gold-medal killer may not be a big deal in the eyes of high-level cultivators, but relying on force to support yourself and have a small fortune is definitely not difficult, right?"

Everyone nodded.

What Fengyin said was undoubtedly reasonable.

A gold-medal killer, in the eyes of a heaven-level or even an earth-level cultivator, is really nothing, but if it falls in a place, it is enough to become a strong beam, just like Mo Zhengdao and the other three who died in the hands of Feng Yin. As far as their personal strength is concerned, they are similar to high-level gold-medal killers, and that's why they have accumulated a lot of money in Yuezhou City.

Therefore, if you can accumulate hard work and be promoted to the gold level, even if you don't become a killer, in any case, you will not have three meals and no life.

"In my opinion, for those who continue to be killers after reaching the gold medal, they have saved up to continue to seek justice for the people of the world, report it to the sky, and the people of Xia'an. And do my best for a belief in my heart. That is, what we do is right, and we can't see the ugly existence in the world."

Fengyin said: "Although I can't guarantee that all the gold-medal killers hold such thoughts and their hearts are pure, but I dare to say that more than 80% of the gold-medal killers have this kind of heart. This ratio is not my bullshit, right?"

"No!" Everyone said in unison.

Because in everyone's heart, more than 90% of the people really have such thoughts.

If it wasn't for the sake of eradicating those scumbags and keeping the world righteous, why would I have to do this dangerous killer job?

With the current strength of the cultivation base, which line of work is not safer than being a gold medal killer of Juntianshou to get money faster?

"That's why the top management of Juntianshou will hold a training camp for us, so that we can go further. I think it can't be said that those who leave the industry after the training camp will not. But the vast majority of them are still on the road of killers. The idea continues to move forward.”

"This is the value of us people, and the fundamental reason why we gather together for training is that Jun Tianshou does not distinguish between nationalities, only good and evil."

"So, now that we are together, we are brothers. We are sisters, or classmates."

"The meaning of our existence is to work hard for the peace of the world."

Fengyin's words were so loud that he almost believed it himself.

"Each of us has our own roots. We also love our country and defend our country. Now, it is a reality that the seven countries are constantly fighting each other. Maybe one day, when our national interests are violated, We will meet on the battlefield too."

"At that time, life and death will depend entirely on strength, and there is no need to worry about friendship today. The winner will do his best for the country and protect the family and the people. The deceased will also do their best for the country, protect the family and protect the people, and each will get his own way. Life is not a joy, and there is no resentment in death, everyone. Do you agree with me?"

Everyone nodded again, thinking.

This also makes sense, unpretentious, simple and straightforward.

"But we are not yet on the national battlefield, and there is no opposing position."

Feng Yin said: "Then we are now classmates and friends. This brotherhood is the purest time. Can anyone object to this sentence?"

Someone nodded.

Someone nodded hesitantly.

Feng Yin said: "I am from the Qin country, and I am proud of it, but I will not have any prejudice against people from other countries, or make any stumbling blocks for them because I am from the Great Qin. Although I am only a small squad leader, but Everyone should be clear, I still have a little power, right?"

No one hesitated this time, and everyone agreed.

Indeed, the monitor has a little power.

"So, let's put aside our backgrounds and feet for a while, get along with each other to the fullest, and spend this training camp with a happy and full of emotions. Everyone helps each other, so that each of us can maximize the combat power. Achieving the best results of this training camp is the ultimate goal of our trip, right? Otherwise, what are we doing here? Are we here to **** up traitors for the country? Or are we here to eradicate potential threats to the country? Isn’t that true? Since it’s not, why bother and waste such a great opportunity in vain!”

Everyone still nodded in unison, and many people had smiles on their faces.

Isn't that the truth?

"In this case, the so-called slashing of knives on the battlefield in the future, why not put it aside for now."

Fengyin waved his hand in a big way: "Everyone should do things today, I will try my best to help you... Well, I will try to let you meet each other on the battlefield in the future, when you fight for your country... When you cut me, you will also It's more certain, isn't it?"

Suddenly, everyone burst into laughter: "What the squad leader said is, well said!"

"Who knows what will happen in the future?"

"The boss is right. Even if I die at the hands of today's classmates in the future, my life will not be in vain after all."

"Yes, the hatred between the country and the family that has not happened in the future, how can it affect the friendship of today's classmates. Everyone is a gold medal killer of Juntianshou. The original intention is to Jingping this world. Why do you think so much?"

"The boss is right, now he is the killer of Jun Tianshou, regardless of nationality!"

After some exchanges, a relatively sincere smile appeared on everyone's face.

Although there are still a few people's eyes flashing, but they also echoed.

What Fengyin said, you can say that he is cheating, or that he is stealing the concept, but you can't help but admit that these words make sense, at least as far as the moment is concerned, the impact is positive.

Fengyin laughed, and was about to say something else, when he saw a smile on the side of the book, and two eyes of approval, he suddenly had an idea, and said: "In this situation, I suddenly want to recite a poem. ."

Everyone couldn't help but burst into laughter, and everyone showed a surprised look.

"I didn't expect the monitor to be a scholar?"

"Yo, the boss can actually write poetry? Everyone, pay attention!"

"Listen! Listen!"

Wen Shu Mo can be said to be the most unexpected person present, and he couldn't help scratching his head.

I've wanted to write poetry since I came in, but I haven't found the opportunity and inspiration. Why does the monitor already have it?

The squad leader is not only superb in cultivation, far better than me, but also poetic?

I saw Fengyin laughing, standing at a high place, and said: "If you get it, you will sing and you will stop, and you will be sad and hated. You are drunk today, and you will be worried tomorrow!"

He said loudly, "My classmates, I would like to share this poem with you."

After a poem, the whole audience was shocked and changed color.

When I first heard that Fengyin wanted to improvise and write a poem, most people thought that the squad leader was playing tricks, either the poem was not a poem, or it was just a few limericks, and it had to be the kind of uneducated one.

Everyone is a killer, not a talented scholar who dances and writes, how much ink can you have in your stomach?

A lot of guys with a low level of education are ready to pinch their noses and scream.

But who would have thought that our squad leader is really talented in writing, and he can't stop exporting.

Not only the writing is agile, the love enters the country, and the heart is directly expressed, but also the artistic conception is far-reaching.

It makes people know the meaning of it at first taste, full of fragrance, but also deeply feel the lofty meaning, as well as chic and heroic.

simply...

"Boss... awesome!"

"Awesome!"

"That's really cool!"

"It's a big match..."

"I only know all the words, I really don't dare to say how high culture is, but this poem, I understand it, I understand it all, I only have two words in my heart now, lingering in my heart, I don't spit it out Not fast!"

"Those two words?"

"Brilliant!"

"..."

A bunch of idiots with little culture, full of admiration, and the roar of 'beautiful' is even more deafening.

In fact, it is not only them, but also those who have some ideas in their hearts, are also amazed.

I have to say that this poem is of the quintessential sing-along level, the kind that is rare in the past, and when it is thrown out at this moment, it will naturally shock the group of turtles in front of them, their mouths twisted and their eyes slanted.

As soon as this poem came out, the people in the fifth class waited to look at Fengyin again, adding a few points of admiration.

Everyone is a gold-medal killer from Ye Luzi, and almost all of them are from the grass-roots class. How can you be so good?

The same training, Ru Hexiu?

At this time, only you can?

But to say that there is really a bit of culture among them, it is naturally non-literature.

The first time he heard this poem, he was stunned.

Let's recite and chew this poem repeatedly in the mouth. The more I think about it, the more I feel it.

The document ink has self-knowledge, and if he calculates that he will recite poetry for a lifetime, I am afraid that he will not be able to write such four lines.

Hearing the messy shouts of the crowd, he was immediately angry.

"You know what poetry is, and you know it's awesome. Can you put it in another word with literary grace! What kind of style, what kind of style!"

The killers were stunned.

What kind of literary talent do we have?

What kind of literary talent can we have?

If we had literary talent, wouldn't we have been officials long ago? What are you doing killer? Does this guy have a problem with his brain?

Someone asked rudely: "Who are you? Putting a green onion with your nose upright, which clove of garlic are you?"

Wen Mo cocked his nose: "I, Wen Mo, come from the Dayan royal family. I can write at the age of three, can write poetry at the age of five, and can write at the age of seven..."

The crowd fell silent.

If what this guy said is true, it is really incomparable, so there is still a royal middleman?

He is also a very famous literati, poet, thinker, writer, statesman, theorist...

Of course, the most important thing is now Juntianshou Gold Medal Killer, ranking in the top ten.

Everyone closed their breaths, and some people said with dissatisfaction: "You said that we are not decent, then you come to praise and praise and show your culture?"

Wen Mo was silent for a while, and said, "The eldest's seven-character quatrains have a super-elegant level, and they have long been extraordinary and sages. It is impossible for a capable person to describe it in mere words. There are only two words to describe this poem!”

Everyone was very interested: "Dare to ask which two words are they?"

The clerk Mo said solemnly: "It's awesome!"

The crowd was quiet.

suddenly.

"Grass!"

"You pretended to be forced for a long time, we thought you had something to talk about..."

"It turns out that we have already stood at the pinnacle of literature, and can be compared with great writers and poets..."

"Yes, not bad."

"Learning to the extreme is just awesome, and what we rushed out is also awesome, we don't have to learn yet, which shows that we are even more talented!"

"Right! Well said! Well said!"

"Brilliant!"

"..."

The crowd was in high spirits.

Wen Mo opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he was drowned out by the voices of the crowd, so he had to squeeze a few steps forward desperately.

Grabbing Fengyin's hand: "Gentle boss, your poetic talent is really...too good...high-end..."

He shook Fengyin's hand vigorously: "You have such talent, what kind of killer are you? Poetry is peerless, peerless poetic talent, it's really... It's a pity."

Fengyin took out his hand: "Brother Wen has won the prize, the article is natural, and the skillful hand has won it by chance, but it's nothing but nothing."

"How can it be, this is full of life's insights, full of life's open-mindedness, full of life's wisdom..."

Wen Mo's face was full of enthusiasm, and said: "As the saying goes, awesome people are awesome when they go there, and the gentle boss is really a role model for my generation."

Fengyin immediately had a black line on his forehead, and he was even more slandered in his heart: Is there such a saying?

I had no choice but to say: "I really won the prize, but it's just a word of mouth. As the saying goes, all things are well-informed and knowledgeable, and a person's feelings are an article. This is just..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Mo's body was shocked, and he was stunned again...

"Gentle boss, please accept me!"

The paper ink directly pays homage to the worship.

Fengyin was startled and hurriedly jumped away: "What is this for?"

"The boss' poetic talent is unparalleled in the world, and his literary talent is unparalleled. It is worthy of my writing and ink!"

Wen Mo's face is full of piety: "A casual sentence is a masterpiece of the ages... What kind of talent is this, what kind of amazing talent is this, what kind of talent is this... That's awesome!"

Windmark: "..."

Seeing the look of Wenshu Mo lost his soul.

Feng Yin sighed sincerely.

Looking at the audience again, the speech and a poem I just made clearly established a solid prestige and guiding position. The 665 people in front of me, I dare not say everyone, at least 600 people are convinced .

This will definitely be a lot easier for your future management.

To be honest, what Fengyin is thinking and doing now is just for the purpose of not making too many extras during this training process and affecting the results of his training, that's all.

I didn't think about any lofty goals at all, and I didn't even think about what the future would be like.

What he could never have imagined, from the moment he spoke to everyone and was punished, he had already begun the first step in establishing his prestige. No one objected to being the squad leader. ...

What he has accumulated, he himself does not understand, does not know, does not know.

But for now, when the other classes are still fighting for the sake of ranking, Fengyin has quietly twisted these people into a rope, and everything is just a few words, and it's just subtle.

At this moment, he only had one thought.

He looked at the paper ink and said, "Dude, have you heard a word?"

Wen Mo was a little confused: "What?"

Fengyin smiled and said, "Do you believe that there is a resurrection from the dead in this world?"

Wen Wenmo was stunned when he heard the words, and then there seemed to be a flash of lightning flashing in his mind!

Some impressive memories suddenly flooded out.

He exclaimed, "Ah!"

The voice is both terrifying and mixed with surprises. It is a voice that is completely out of control, similar to the uncontrollable screaming at times!

Everyone turned their heads and saw that everyone was still immersed in a peaceful atmosphere. Naturally, they didn't know why this guy suddenly shouted!

How can you shout so passionately, so emotionally.

When I saw the document Mo Meng stepped forward, he hugged Fengyin tightly, out of control, and shouted excitedly.

"Brother! It turns out to be you! Brother! You are my brother! You are the person I am willing to wait for all my life! You are the most important person in my life! Brother... I finally found you, brother..."

Feng Yin was stunned for a moment, subconsciously struggling to death, but he was still struggling, unable to break free, unable to get rid of someone's embrace.

The other gold medal killers were shocked and looked at this astonishing scene in amazement, only to feel that question marks slowly appeared in their heads.

This... how is it?

Why... so creepy?

Isn't this stuff crazy?

Didn't we find something amazing? Will it be silenced!

Several female killers also felt that their eyes were abnormal, and they couldn't help but spit and turned their heads.

Originally, I thought that this clerk was a gentle and graceful man, but I didn't expect this guy to have such a peculiar hobby.

I don't know if the gentle boss can withstand the invasion of this guy. After all, who is more manly?

Even if the gentle boss looks a little more manly, but that Wen Moshu's offensive is so fierce, it might be him...

All of a sudden, I heard the gentle boss yelling eagerly: "You let me go... let go,... let go..."

Everyone was stunned for a moment before rushing up: "Wen Shumo, what do you want to do, let go! You are going to kill the boss!"

Some people can't help but feel a chill.

hugged to death...

This is really...

Fengyin spent a lot of effort to break free from Wen Moshu's embrace, but he still saw the enthusiasm on Wen Moshu's face flashing with the light of the righteous path, and his emotions were so excited that he couldn't contain it, and he was still shouting over there. Yell and jump.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha was my real brother...from then on the sea of ​​knives and seas of fire, the sea of ​​fire and the mountain of knives, thousands of knives were slashed, heaven and earth...brother...my god...ahah..."

"I'm so excited, I'm so happy, it's so smooth, it's really God's blessing, it's really a blessing from the heavenly officials... I, I, I, I'm so awesome!"

People became more and more lost in the lake.

On the other hand, Fengyin knew something in his heart. Although he was a little uncomfortable with the excitement of the document ink, on the other hand, he was relatively relieved.

It seems that this paper ink is really a person who is grateful.

Being so excited is enough to prove that he has always attached his life-saving grace to his heart, and always wanted to repay, so he reacted like this.

"Shut up, why are you so excited?" Feng Yin said.

"Boss Gentle, you are the footsteps that I have been pursuing all my life, and what I have always wanted to do. I will never give up, and I will never give up..." Wen Mo was really excited.

I never dreamed that I would meet the person entrusted to me by my benefactor so soon~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and also such a talented person.

But there is still a little tangle in my heart.

The person entrusted by this benefactor to take care of him actually became his boss and monitor.

So how do you take care of yourself?

But thinking about your human-level sixth-grade cultivation, the paper ink feels... If you think about your cultivation, you should be a little higher than the boss, right?

Well, it's not like there's no chance at all...

Then, with a group of people praising and admiring, the practice of the day ended.

During this day, not only the training was fruitful, but he also successfully became the squad leader, and he won the hearts of most people in the whole class, and he was also connected with the document ink. Fengyin felt that he was very brave, very good, and relieved.

At least at the current position, for the safety of this training camp, I have a little more confidence out of thin air, and there is a little guarantee.

"Hopefully, I can keep fooling around like this."

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