Fellow Taoist: Do you have any spiritual stones on you?

"The black crocodile has taken the bait!" When Sima Juncong shouted, Gu Feng also shouted.

"Gu Feng, do you still want to practice?" Chu Youhuan saw Gu Feng's figure and immediately shouted and walked quickly. Behind her, nine women followed.

These are the teams that Chu Youhuan returned to Luo Xia Sect and personally selected after the shareholders' resolution came out, specifically to guide and supervise Gu Feng's cultivation.

They all came from the inner sect of the original Su Nu sect. These female nuns did not follow them to the outer sect before, mainly because of the pressure in the family at that time. Now that the outer sect has become popular, they are good sisters, so they summoned them again.

"Shh! Be quiet, don't scare away my black crocodile!" Gu Feng made a silent gesture, and then he and Sima Juncong held the fishing rod together.

"Don't use too much force, use up the Black Crocodile's strength as much as possible."

"Put some, put some!"

"Relax enough, otherwise the fishing line will be broken!"

"..."

The practice guidance group has been established for more than ten days, but Gu Feng always disappears, so that those members only saw Gu Feng for the first time today.

They all stared at Gu Feng curiously, their eyes widened, this young man who was described as outstanding by their elders and the leader of the swamp area who kept his promise.

He is very young, with a slender figure, with waterfalls of black hair spread evenly on his shoulders. He looks a bit free and easy, and has fair skin. He is not the handsome type, but makes people feel very comfortable.

At this moment, his bright eyes were staring at the swamp ground, his brows sometimes frowning, sometimes relaxing, and from time to time he cursed the aristocratic young man next to him who was half a head shorter than him, named Sima Juncong. .

Before coming to the swamp, the elders of the clan told him that Sima Juncong was the person who should not be messed with in the swamp because he had a father who was the generalissimo of the North.

But now they saw Sima Juncong being scolded by Gu Feng, which gave them a strange feeling.

"This black crocodile is huge!" Sima Juncong murmured to Gu Feng, his forehead covered with sweat.

"Senior Sister Chu, come and help!"

"No help!" Chu Youhuan shook his head without looking at Gu Feng.

"Go and practice after you catch it!" Gu Feng said with a chuckle.

"Let's all help!"

Chu Youhuan waved his hand, and a group of female cultivators rushed forward and started to help pull the fishing rod!

"Roar--"

The two sides were in a stalemate for nearly an hour, and the black crocodile finally emerged from the swamp!

"Damn, he's so big!"

As soon as the black crocodile popped its head, Gu Feng's eyes lit up and he roared excitedly.

Judging from the size of the black crocodile's head, this black crocodile is enough to rank among the top ten, even if it is not the largest in the swamp.

"Hahaha, hang up and go back!"

This is Gu Feng's routine operation. After catching a big black crocodile, he always likes to hang it outside the carriage to show off.

"Boss Gu was so fierce today and got such a big black crocodile!"

"It is more than ten meters long. I have never seen such a big black crocodile. According to the monk's strength, it is almost in the innate realm."

"Awesome, Boss Gu!"

"..."

Since the entrance and exit checkpoints were built, Gu Feng felt that spiritual stones were just a number to him, and hundreds of millions were just scum, unable to arouse his interest at all.

Only fishing for black crocodiles can give him satisfaction.

"Hehe, it's okay!"

Gu Feng stuck his head out of the car, grinned, and greeted the people outside.

"I think there is a need to hold a black crocodile fishing contest!"

"That's a good idea, I'll join!" Sima Juncong has never caught a black crocodile before, but that doesn't stop him from loving this sport!

Every time I see Gu Feng gain something, I feel envious. I always dream that one day I can be like Gu Feng, riding a black crocodile in the swamp.

"What a fart!" Chu Youhuan shouted out, then glared at Gu Feng and said, "You just said you wanted to practice!"

"Cultivation? Of course you have to practice, but you have to show me the training plan customized for me!" Gu Feng said with a chuckle.

Practice plan?

Chu Youhuan was stunned. It was obvious that she had no training plan at all.

"Whatever plan you want, just practice hard day and night!"

"That won't work. You have to have a training plan, such as how far you will let me grow this month, next month..." Gu Feng shook his head and said.

Chu Youhuan frowned and gathered the female cultivators together to discuss. After a while, he coughed twice:

"There are still seven months until the end of the year. Your strength must meet the standard every month!"

"At the end of June, your combat power must be at least equal to the third level of Xiantian!

At the end of July, the fourth level of innateness!

......

At the end of December, the ninth level of Xiantian! "

"Only in this way, by the end of January next year, can we be on par with the first level of Yunling Realm, and have a chance to defeat Shu Yuheng!"

Hearing this, Gu Feng's face fell: "This requirement is too high. Did you practice so fast when you were in the Xiantian realm?"

"At this time and that time, I was poor, running around making money all day long, and didn't have much time to practice; but you are different, you just need to practice with peace of mind!" Chu Youhuan said in a deep voice with his hands on his hips.

"It makes sense!" Gu Feng nodded and changed the topic: "Cultivation requires relaxation and moderation. According to what you said, as long as I complete my monthly training plan, can I use the extra time to play?"

"That's right! As long as you complete your training progress in advance every month, you can play with whatever you want in the remaining time!" Chu Youhuan nodded with a smile.

How can it be so easy for a fool to increase his strength by a small level in a month?

If you want to complete it, you probably have to stay up all day long and work hard to polish yourself, and then you can do it.

Still have time to play? That's impossible, there might not even be time to go to the toilet.

"Then how to judge this strength?"

"I have ten people here. You choose one of them. We will suppress you in the corresponding realm and fight you fairly!"

Hearing this, Gu Feng rolled his eyes. As long as the realm is suppressed, there is no fairness. The realm can be suppressed. How can he suppress his understanding of martial arts and combat experience?

"That's it!"

"Very good, let's start practicing tonight!" Chu Youhuan smiled slightly, looking successful.

"I want to challenge you first!" Gu Feng chuckled.

"What realm are you challenging?" Chu Youhuan looked suspicious. You just broke through the innate realm and returned to the swampland to idle around all day. How can you improve your strength? At most, you are only a little stronger than the average innate first level.

"Innate fifth level, if you win, you won't need to practice before the end of August!" Gu Feng said with a shrug.

As soon as these words came out, the female cultivators looked at each other and communicated softly.

"He's born at the fifth level when he comes. Will it destroy his confidence?"

"No matter who you choose, be gentle. He is not active in cultivation. If he is defeated as soon as he starts, it will be bad!"

"You can't put too much pressure on him. You have to let him see hope and coax him to practice."

"..."

Chu Youhuan thought for a moment, then nodded, "Toad Swallowed the Sky, that's not a small talk. The fifth level of innate is the fifth level of innate. If you lose, you can't use the huge difference in realm to make excuses not to practice!"

"Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person! I'll challenge you tomorrow. I'll take a day off today and eat this black crocodile tonight!"

......

The next day, Gu Feng came to the training room as promised!

The fifth-level innate opponent was the same for everyone. Gu Feng was afraid that Chu Youhuan would not admit that he had won, so he named Chu Youhuan directly.

"Huh huh... I have to say, you are very courageous. There are ten monks in the entire team, and you chose the last person you should choose!" Chu Youhuan was full of pride and beautiful eyes.

"If you fail, just keep practicing. I don't want to hear any more excuses for slacking off."

"No problem!" Gu Feng smiled easily.

After Chu Youhuan suppressed the realm, the two sides began to fight.

Outside the door of the training room, Sima Juncong hurriedly walked over.

"Why didn't anyone notify me when the fight started? I still want to see Boss Gu with a bruised nose and a swollen face!"

In the entire swamp area, among the four to five thousand monks, Sima Juncong most wanted to see Gu Feng with a disgraced face.

"In the beginning, in the training room!" a female cultivator curled her lips.

"Gu Feng has the ability to leapfrog challenges. He may be able to defeat a third-level innate monk, but he has no chance of winning against a sect leader who is at the fifth level."

"If the sect master is serious, Gu Feng won't be able to hold on to three moves!"

"It's possible to defeat him instantly with just one move, but the sect master won't do that. He'll probably let it go and fight him dozens of moves!"

"..."

They knew Chu Youhuan's strength. She was also born at the ninth level, and she was much stronger than the others. In the entire swamp, no one except the elders could be her opponent.

Her strength is not only reflected in her realm, but also her understanding and application of martial arts, distribution of spiritual power, including combat experience, are all impeccable.

Even if she suppresses her realm to the fifth level of innateness, she can still exert a strength that is not weaker than the sixth level of innateness. Even most of the sixth level of innateness are no match for her.

Gu Feng is purely looking for abuse!

"When Gu Feng chose to challenge the fifth level of innateness, he probably didn't think about winning."

"A man always values ​​his dignity more than his life. If he fails to challenge the second or third level of innateness, he will face everyone speechless. But it will be different if he switches to the fifth level of innateness. Even if he loses, he will not be beaten by others. make fun of."

"After all, I am a person with status now, and I also want to have face."

"Hehe, if you put it this way, Gu Feng is quite cute."

"I'm kind of looking forward to his dark face later."

"..."

Just as the female cultivators were communicating softly, the door to the practice room opened.

Half the time it took to burn the incense, the owner of the door was quite serious.

Gu Feng walked out of it first, and Sima Juncong raised his eyes, grinned, and raised his eyebrows with joy.

At this time, Gu Feng had disheveled hair, the corners of his mouth, eyes, and forehead were black and blue, and there were a few slap marks on his cheeks. He grinned and kept moaning, which was extremely miserable.

"What are you looking at? I've never seen him beaten before!" Gu Feng shouted angrily as he looked at Sima Juncong, whose face was close to his body.

"Hehe, Boss Gu, there is no need to be angry. As a monk, injuries are inevitable. The injuries are not serious and will not affect your mighty and domineering appearance!" Sima Juncong suppressed a smile and comforted him hypocritically.

The female cultivator on the side also had a smile on her face. As the saying goes, you don't slap someone in the face. Gu Feng is also a respectable person. He didn't expect that the master of the sect would be so ruthless in his actions, specifically slapping someone in the face.

"It's okay. The sect leader is already strong. If you fight the weak against the strong, it won't be a shame if you lose."

"You are still very strong. It is commendable that you can last half a stick of incense under the hands of the sect leader of the fifth level of Xiantian!"

"You only need to practice a little bit, and your strength will definitely increase. In the future, it is not a dream to defeat the sect master and take revenge."

"Come on, we are optimistic about you!"

Gu Feng had a dark face and glared at Sima Juncong who was smiling like a fool: "Why are you still standing there? Help me go back and rest!"

"Oh oh oh, Boss Gu, please take it easy and don't get hurt."

"You don't have martial ethics! Who are you!" Gu Feng muttered.

After Gu Feng walked away, the girls couldn't hold it in any longer and started laughing unscrupulously.

"This Gu Feng is so cute. It's fun to guide him in his cultivation!"

"If you lose, just say that the sect leader doesn't have martial ethics. I like that kind of stubborn young man."

"The owner of the door is really cruel. He slaps her in the face, just like her style."

"Hey - where is the sect master? He hasn't come out for so long?"

The girls laughed for a while and then realized that Chu Youhuan was nowhere to be seen!

"You...you are finally here. Have everyone left? Come out quickly and let me change into a dress!"

Entering the training room, the female cultivators were confused when they saw Chu Youhuan's appearance.

At this time, Chu Youhuan was squatting in the corner behind the door. His black hair was as messy as a bird's nest. There was nothing unusual about his face, which was still flawless.

However, her body was in miserable condition, her clothes were ragged, her dress was in strands of cloth, scattered around her body, and her pink bellyband was exposed.

The chest and buttocks were densely covered with footprints, fist prints, and claw marks, criss-crossing each other, and somewhat swollen, with faint traces of pinching and pinching visible.

It seemed as if the person she was fighting just now was not Gu Feng, but hundreds of beasts.

"Master, why are you like this?" The female cultivators exclaimed in shock.