In the office, Ying Chuang sat on a chair and placed a glass of plain boiled water in front of the table.

Human beings are now fighting with the demons with all their might, and all supplies are used in wars, and there are very few luxury goods such as tea.

And a battlefield veteran like him is even more accustomed to a simple life.

At this moment, Ying Kuo was sitting behind the desk, with a lot of student information on it.

This is something he has to look at every day, cares about the cultivation progress of every student in the special training class, and makes necessary guidance and arrangements.

"Qian Wangsun..." Seeing Qian Wangsun's file, Ying Kuo felt a little tooth pain: "This kid has only been here for a few months. Except for Meng Ruocun, the first in the special training class, has almost beaten him up. It's really hard to do it. Alas, the medical expenses that are thrown on him every month are worth the cultivation supplies of cultivators in the first level."

He picked up Zuo Dao's file again, Ying Kuo's face became a little strange.

‘I claim to be able to practice in my dreams, and I feel that my martial arts have improved every day. I suspect that my practice is too stressful and I have delusions…’

Regarding the evaluation on the archives, Yingduo did not have a full letter because he knew that someone could really dream and practice.

"But I think the Zuo family should not have the seniors who follow this path. They have never developed this talent. Is Zuo Dao's dream of practicing qigong really talent or too much pressure?"

"The pressure of practicing Taoism is high, a little mentally ill, and a little quirk, it's normal, as long as there is no distortion." Ying Kuo thought about it, and suddenly many seniors with advanced cultivation but unpredictable behavior suddenly appeared in his mind.

He shook his head, intending to ignore the left path for the time being and wait and see what happened.

"But no newcomers in this class are worry-free."

At this moment, the knock on the door sounded, Ying Kuo's heart moved, and he had already sensed who was coming: "The one with the most problems is here."

He shouted, "Come in, the door is not locked."

Zhou Bai walked into the office: "Teacher Yingcuo, I'm here to ask you. I won't take Teacher Kuangtu's physical training class in the future. What class will be arranged in the morning? Why don't I choose it myself? I'll arrange some nutrition classes and cooking classes for me, so that I can learn how to make extraordinary food."

Ying Kuo glared at Zhou Bai: "You are still paying attention to the extraordinary food? I haven't criticized you for not attending physical training classes well and not practicing according to Kuang Tu's guidance."

Zhou Bai explained: "Teacher Kuangtu's guidance is not suitable for me. I have my own method of practicing Taoism. I think I have some nutrition recently, so it is best to eat more good food."

"No, the special training class is not available for food." Ying Kuo said: "You don't attend the physical training class well, and you don't listen to the instructor. If it weren't for the rapid increase in your Taoist transformation and soul value, I would have kicked you out long ago.

Next, I have arranged a instructor for you, who will guide you to practice swordsmanship. Anyway, you are following the sword map route, and practicing swordsmanship cannot escape. And I will see your progress and you will soon reach the first level."

Ying Kuo looked at it: "The degree of Taoism is 9.9%, and the Yuanshen value is 870, which is indeed fast. The next level of the first level of the god map and sword condensing weapon are all required to be guided by the teacher."

Zhou Bai nodded, Christina was indeed about to reach the first level. In this case, it would be nice to ask a teacher to guide her and help her condense the sword weapon.

Ying Chui instructed: "This time you practice hard and listen to the instructor more. Don't you know if you are disobedient anymore? Instructors are all experienced people. Ten years ago, they were all geniuses at that time. Will they harm you?"

"We have taught us for so many years to practice Taoism, but what kind of problems have we encountered? What we teach you in class are the key points on the road of cultivation, and not listening is all your losses."

"Can your own cultivation tips be comparable to the lessons learned from our school over the past few decades or hundreds of years? Don't think that it would be great if you have a little cleverness and awaken your bloodline of the immortals and gods."

Looking at Zhou Bai's constant nodding, Ying Kuo felt like a long-winded old mother, but he couldn't feel at ease with the student of Zhou Bai's problem, so he gave it back and let the other party leave.

When he left, Zhou Bai was relieved: "Why does Teacher Yingcuo feel more and more nagging?"

At noon that day, Ying Kuang Tu saw Kuang Tu break into the door and said to him: "Has Zhou Bai told you? Good guy, I don't know how to practice. This morning, he fought with Jiang Weishan without any disadvantage. His body refining progress has reached the peak of the second level."

"What?!" Ying Chui was surprised, and then immediately reacted: "Then you kicked him out of the physical training class?"

Kuangtu said a little unhappy: "It's him who wants to retire. He said that my body refining class can't teach him anything."

Speaking of this, Kuang Tu's face looked a little ugly: "Anyway, I'll just tell you that since he doesn't want to teach me, I don't want to teach him, so you can arrange whatever you want."

Looking at Kuang Tu who turned and left, Ying Kuo wiped the sweat on his forehead: "This guy Zhou Bai is really... Forget it, let him practice swordsmanship first, and wait until he breaks through the first level and creates a sword weapon."

As he said that, he laughed again: "But this guy's body is really strong enough. Is he even comparable to Jiang Weishan in the second realm? Sure enough, I read that right. Zhou Bai should rush to the front in the future, a natural powerful general.

There are only a few such records in the history of Donghua Road School, right?”

"Well, find time to go to the weapon refining institute to ask about the last big version of Chunjun."

...

On the other side, Zhou Bai, under the guidance of Ying Chuang, came to the rooftop of the special training class building.

As soon as he opened the rooftop door, a huge training ground appeared in front of him, but there were no walls and ceilings on other floors, which seemed a little more empty.

In the middle of the training ground, a young man sat cross-legged and was dozing with his chin.

Zhou Bai carefully observed the young man. The other party had a short hair of about a long position and was wearing a black sportswear. He looked clean and neat, but he was not very old, especially with a baby face.

If no one said anything, he might be considered a student from the Taoist school.

With Zhou Bai's arrival, the young man opened his eyes, looked Zhou Bai a few times, and said with a smile: "Zhou Bai is right? My name is Fang Mo. I am taking the bow map route. However, my sword skills and flying sword are also very powerful, and they are enough to guide you. After all, flying swords and bow maps are very suitable."

The young man with a baby face in front of him was the second-in-command of the Night Army in Donghua City.

Zhou Bai's eyes were dazed and was waking up Christina in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Tina, Tina, wake up, it's your turn to class."

Christina slowly stretched her body, rolled around, and her eyelids drooped, saying, "Isn't this your morning physical exercise class?"

"I have already withdrawn from the physical training class. Now the teacher is guiding me in swordsmanship. You can do it."

Then he saw Zhou Bai's body shaking for a moment, and instantly showed an expression that he had not woken up. He looked at Fang Mo and said, "Hello, teacher."

"Hello." Fang Mo looked at the other party with a little strangeness, and intuition told him that Zhou Bai in front of him seemed to have undergone some secret changes.

But it doesn't matter. He will sooner or later find all Zhou Bai's secrets. After all, as the second-in-commander of the Ye Army, few people in Donghua City can match him in spying on intelligence.

Christina asked curiously: "Teacher, can you help me choose a sword technique that suits me? It is the sword energy that suits me, and it is best to be a sword technique that is also a fan."
Chapter completed!