In March, when spring is warm and flowers are blooming, Luo Xiao's cultivation is gradually getting better. If nothing unexpected happens, he is confident that the shadow of the wind will be perfect before and after summer begins.

However, at this time, the sequelae of his "fame-making" began to appear. From time to time, black belt disciples who exchanged the secret of Wind Shadow practice techniques and even some deacons coaches appeared in the Dragon Roar Valley. This always unpopular secret suddenly became popular.

In order not to reveal his cultivation, whenever someone takes a step, Luo Xiao can only avoid the side. After the other party fails and leaves disappointed, he can practice for a while. Once someone comes, he has to "give up" again, which greatly reduces his daily practice time.

In order to make up for the delayed practice time, Luo Xiao had to choose to practice at night or even in the early morning. However, in this way, the difficulty of greatly increasing due to the reduction of visibility was unexpectedly compensated for the lack of significant decrease in difficulty due to the significant reduction in the difficulty caused by the wind power after the beginning of spring, which is considered an unexpected gain.

It was not half past March, and just as Luo Xiao was about to start his day of cultivation as usual, a disciple of Gu appeared in front of his house built with thick logs, and this time he delivered not food, but a message, or an instruction.

"Luo Xiao, a disciple of Xiuwu Temple, returned to the Supervisory Council to listen to the training?"

Luo Xiao looked at the instructions in his hand and indeed had the seal of the martial arts hall. This is true, but what would it be? Luo Xiao did not dare to hesitate, and thought while packing up his things and getting on the horse. He had a premonition that his cultivation plan might be over in advance.

Sure enough, when Luo Xiao quickly whipped back to the Xiuwu Hall, headed straight to the top of Qianchi Peak, and stepped into the Supervisory Council, the Supervisory Master Pang Yuanfeng, who had been waiting a little impatiently, narrowed his usual cold eyes, looked at the increasingly surprising disciple in front of him, and said lightly: "Because you are a black belt disciple, this supervisor will assign you a red-level task."

The black belt disciples in the Xiuwu Hall are all elites who are expected to be promoted to warriors. They have special protection procedures for this special group and basically will not force tasks for them. This is also to prevent personal revenge. If there are special circumstances, they need to designate black belt disciples to take tasks, at least there must be supervisors, supervisors, chief tutors, deaconsultants, and deaconsultants. The four chiefs of the Xiuwu Hall agree and issue instructions before they can take effect.

Luo Xiao saw that the mandatory task issuance order was issued by the Superintendent and the Deacon. There was only one task content: At the request of the guards of Baicao City, the three major martial arts halls in Heshuo County will form three teams of disciples sent to assist the Baicao City border army to penetrate into the Gobi grassland and reconnaissance of the Tula people. This task is marked as a red level, and the merit points of the participating disciples reached an astonishing fifty points.

"The martial arts halls in each city will send a team, each team approved eleven people, led by a deacon or a coach, and ten disciples above the fourth level." Pang Yuanfeng looked at Luo Xiao lightly, "You are a member of the Yishui team. The reason you were selected is because of your hunter's background. For a reconnaissance team, having a hunter as a teammate is very beneficial for completing tasks. Therefore, given your expertise and level, you will serve as the team deputy."

Luo Xiao then understood why he chose him. Of course, he understood the other meaning of Pang Yuanfeng's "born" as "Pang Yuanfeng said. He was just a child of a commoner. When the border needed it, the martial arts temple would report it first. He was also a black belt disciple, aristocratic families like Wu Junyan would never appear on the list unless he voluntarily registered.

Luo Xiao was silent for a moment: "I have something unknown to me, I don't know..."

Pang Yuanfeng waved his hand generously: "Nothing is wrong, just ask if you don't know what you don't know."

Luo Xiao frowned and said, "Disciples don't understand that this is the responsibility of the border army, so why do the disciples of the Martial Arts Cultivation Hall perform such a task?"

"Because Wuyang Kingdom and the Tula people are tense, and Tula cavalry appear on the border, and caravans traveling to the frontier are frequently attacked, but the Tula people have not formally invaded the border, and the troops of both sides do not conflict directly. In this case, if our dynasty sends troops deep into the Tula territory, once they are found to be captured, they will be regarded as arbitrarily engaging in border provocations, and the consequences are not something that the border troops can bear." Pang Yuanfeng said this and stopped staring at Luo Xiao, "Do you understand now?"

Luo Xiao nodded. Without formal declaration of war, it was indeed inappropriate to send troops to penetrate the sphere of influence of the Tula people to spy on the enemy. Once they were captured, it would become an excuse for the Tula people to launch a war. It would be best to let an organization without an army background dispatch and assume the vanguard reconnaissance duties that belong to the army. Xiuwu Hall is the most suitable organization, and actual combat is also an excellent training for the disciples of Xiuwu Hall.

"Disciple has no doubts." Luo Xiao bowed and said, "I don't know where the sir is?"

"I know what you want to say." Pang Yuanfeng snorted coldly, and his body emitted a powerful terrifying aura, pressing towards Luo Xiao like a mountain. "Chief Qin has been summoned to Beijing. As for General Lei, he has been invited to the border training and integration order to go to the border. How about it? Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Luo Xiao withdrew from the lobby step by step, but still felt the pressure was imminent. It was not until he withdrew from the Supervisory Council that the pressure slowly dissipated. Luo Xiao gently wiped away the sweat from his forehead and sighed: "The Qinglong Warrior, it's really terrible."

Fortunately, after several months of hard practice, his breath-catching technique has reached the middle level. The breath-catching shell is nearly twice as thick as before, covering the core tightly. Otherwise, it is hard to say whether the core will rebound without being controlled under such terrifying pressure...

...

Perhaps this is a quasi-military mission, and it only takes only one day from accepting the mission to gathering.

In order to avoid being visited by the secret organization and to facilitate gathering, Luo Xiao did not return to his house, but lived in the disciple house of Xiuwu Hall. During the three years of Xiuwu Hall, he lived in the disciple house for less than three months, which was the time when he first entered the hall. He did not come back for more than two years. At this time, the disciple house was obviously much deserted because a large number of low-level disciples were enlisted to the border. At least he was the only one in the eight-person shop where he was.

He was speechless all night. The next morning, after taking breakfast casually, Luo Xiao went to the gathering place "Third Martial Arts Hall" on time.

When we arrived at the meeting point, the members of the Yishui reconnaissance team had almost arrived. There were nine people in Garoxiao, only a few minutes to lead the deacon and a team member who had not arrived yet.

Except for Luo Xiao, seven of them are red belts and one is black belt. They are studying and practicing in this hall, but they look up but don’t look down. They are basically familiar with each other, but they can’t name them and have no intersection on weekdays.

"Luo Mangzi? I saw you fighting Zhong Yan, haha, it's really reckless!" The black belt disciple smiled and greeted, "I am Wang Yanjie, a disciple of the Tian-level B division, and I'm lucky to meet."

The other disciples of the Red Belt came forward to salute and introduced themselves:

"I'm so lucky to be able to go on a mission with Senior Brother Luo."

"When it's time to go, please take care of Senior Brother Luo."

“Below…”

While returning the gift, Luo Xiao secretly sensed the cultivation strength of these soon-to-be partners, which disappointed him quite disappointed. Although these disciples were mostly red belts, their aura was weak and unstable. Unstable means that most of them had just advanced to the red belt and their realm was not stable yet; while weak aura indicated that their Yuan-type was small and most of them were "bean-level". Generally speaking, such disciples with a shallow foundation were the fifth level of their peak and they were almost hopeless to be promoted to warriors.

Even the only black belt disciple Wang Yanjie was only in the early stage of tempering the body. His aura was not weak, but he was also average, far less than Wu Junyan.

However, Wang Yanjie was also quite disappointed after sensing Luo Xiao's cultivation: This guy is also very ordinary, comparable to him. It seems that he must rely on the mystery of Zhong Yan... Thinking of this, he became even more eager, thinking that once the mission was successful, the merit points he obtained must be enough to exchange for the mystery of the Wind Shadow and some resources required for cultivation. He would definitely be able to practice the magical and unpredictable body-step skills!

Just when Luo Xiao and Wang Yanjie were disappointed, a middle-aged man with a bearded buckle with an iron turtle buckle frowned and walked into the museum. Looking at Luo Xiao, Wang Yanjie and other disciples, he sighed secretly: Are these the reconnaissance teams that he is about to lead out of the frontier? It's really disappointing!

"The teacher is here!" Shi Yuan shouted softly with a sharp eyes, and his eyes lit up at the same time, "It's Teacher Wang!"

He strode to the disciples around his beard, and his voice was like a loud bell: "I am the leader of this Yishui reconnaissance team, Wang Chong - gather! Sing the name!"

Luo Xiao and other disciples immediately stood in a row as they practiced on weekdays.

At the head of the line, Luo Xiao, the deputy who was scheduled to set up the team, shouted loudly: "Disciple Luo Xiao reported to you."

Immediately afterwards, Wang Yanjie shouted: "Disciple Wang Yanjie has arrived."

"Disciple Xu Yunkai..."

"Disciple Shi Yuan..."

When the last disciple finished reporting, Wang Chong frowned: "Why are there nine people? There is another one?"

"Disciple...Duan...Duan Qinglan...Reported!"
Chapter completed!