Come and clean me up!

Bai Jue, who was holding the sword in the distance, had a layer of frost on his stern face.

Dare to escape?

With a swipe of his sword, he walked up and down while controlling the sword. All the disciples saw this and all made way for him.

Yu Lingjing hadn't run a few steps before he was entangled by a silver-white spirit sword. He paused and started fighting with the sword.

The spells in the cultivation world are extremely rare even for beginners. Most of the new disciples onlookers are at the foundation-building stage, which is equivalent to entering the cultivation world at a poor stage. Apart from the meager spiritual power of the foundation-building stage, there is nothing else to gain. Shot something.

At first glance at Yu Lingjing's endless magic spells, he was amazed for a while, and observed them very carefully.

Just as Yu Lingjing dodged the blow from the spirit sword, she glanced at Bai Jue who was approaching unhurriedly, with a smirk on her lips.

He gathered the spirit with his backhand, and hit the tip of the sword with a palm, suddenly several strands of slender white light condensed in the air, wrapped around the sword with lightning speed, and instantly trapped the spirit sword in place.

Bai Jue paused in his footsteps, a little surprise appeared in his usually calm eyes.

Ling Ling Jue, not bad.

"Ha, it seems that the senior brother has underestimated the enemy, so the junior brother should go first as a respect!"

The corner of Yu Lingjing's mouth twitched, and she ran cheerfully while turning her head to provoke, wanting to see her senior brother's panic-stricken appearance, but the next moment, she bumped into a figure in front of her.

"Ouch... ehhhhhhhhhhh?!"

What happened was caught off guard, Yu Lingjing had no time to struggle, and fell to the ground with the people in front of her.

A muffled grunt of pain came from below her, Yu Lingjing hissed in sympathy, and looked down at some unlucky guy who had suffered an indiscriminate disaster.

Seeing this, he was stunned.

Although he looks like a teenager, the other party's slightly sharp facial features have already formed, thin lips, high nose bridge, and a pair of handsome sword eyebrows are as beautiful as a brush and ink painting.

Moreover, his pupil color is darker than that of ordinary people, and it is more aggressive, with a dangerous atmosphere for no reason.

Yu Lingjing stared at the person for a while, then suddenly narrowed her eyes, and pressed the other person's shoulder: "Did we meet somewhere?"

Disciples in the audience: "Huh~"

Lu Yuanxiu pressed his eyes, stretched out his hand to press the head that was getting closer, and said in a slightly cold voice, "Go down."

Yu Lingjing originally wanted to take a closer look, but unexpectedly the other party would not cooperate, so she had to give up.

After recovering, he realized that he was sitting on someone's waist, which was really hurtful: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... But, thank you for being my meat pad."

Lu Yuanxiu's eyes turned cold: "Get lost, hurry up."

"Okay, right away." Yu Lingjing was about to get up as he said that, suddenly, his neck felt cold, and he paused: "...Brother, I have something to say."

Bai Jue: "The self-examination that made you go to Gaotai to feel heartbroken is not for you to seek marriage."

Yu Lingjing: "..."

"puff!"

A laugh came from someone in the crowd, which caused the disciples who had been silently watching before to set off an upsurge of laughter in an instant.

"If you want to get married, you can use collateral."

"I hate myself for not being a daughter, otherwise, Tongmen Yu will look at me!"

"I'm handsome, and I'm called "handsome" for walking! Yu Tongmen, let's look back!"

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Bai Jue frowned, looked around, the noisy disciples fell silent for a moment, only one who was not afraid of death mingled in the crowd and shouted: "Why don't you tell me what you like."

Yu Lingjing looked over, only to see a folding fan dangling in the air.

"What kind?" He rolled his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand slowly, and said, "I don't ask much, but this is the last time I have to."

Everyone looked at Lu Yuanxiu with a cold face: "..."

At this time, Bai Jue withdrew his sword and grabbed Yu Lingjing by the collar: "I don't know how to repent, and I insult my fellow disciples, come with me."

"Insult? No, this is my highest compliment... hey, senior brother, don't mention me, wait a minute!"

God knows where he will be taken, Yu Lingjing desperately seeks a way to escape, the moment he sees Lu Yuanxiu, he suddenly has an idea.

Bai Jue paused: "What are you doing?"

Yu Lingjing refrained from laughing, and her tone suddenly became serious: "It's like this, I seem to have hurt this fellow's back, cough... His back is not good, senior brother, can you allow me to send him back to rest first? After confirming that you are safe, come to receive the punishment.”

As he said that, his hand touched the waist of the person under him appropriately.

But soon, the paw that was doing evil was held down mercilessly, and he felt the fierce strength of the opponent.

Yu Lingjing gritted her teeth, her wrist felt like it was being pinched, but he carried it on without screaming, and even forced a smile: "Friendship from the same family should not be underestimated, master... hiss! Brother ,dont you agree?"

Bai Jue was quite surprised: "It's rare for you to have this awareness, and it's not hopeless, that's all, let's send this junior back to rest first, remember that Yexiu should not be late."

Yu Lingjing nodded hastily and watched Bai Jue leave. Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he was thrown down mercilessly. He rolled several times on the ground and screamed in pain. When he looked up again, the figure Has disappeared.

"Heh," he suddenly smiled, with a bit of smugness on his face, got up and wiped off the dust on his robe, then slowly took out a delicate jade tablet, and whispered the engraved words on it: "Lu Yuanxiu."

He remembered that this was the name on the wooden sign hanging on the door of the bamboo house on the right side of the residence.

Under the star-studded night, in the rustling bamboo forest, there were bursts of felling sounds.

Dozens of disciples held sharp and heavy iron and stone swords, pointed at the straight green bamboo in front of them, and repeated the movement of chopping down one sword after another.

"Boring and boring," Yu Lingjing bit a piece of bamboo leaf, and after a brief comment, said to herself: "I won't do it."

He jumped onto a slender green bamboo two or three times, lay down among the intertwined layers of bamboo leaves, smelled the fresh bamboo fragrance, put his hands behind his head, crossed his legs, dangled his toes leisurely, and looked Youzai Youzai appearance.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, as soon as he closed his eyes, someone knocked his forehead with a bamboo whip.

"Go down, have you finished your night repair?"

Yu Lingjing sat up, looked at Senior Brother Daozi standing in the air, and said calmly, "My swordsmanship is very accurate, and I don't need such training."

Hearing this, Daozi nodded lightly, and wrote a few strokes on the bamboo slips with pen and ink.

Yu Lingjing couldn't see the words on the bamboo slips, but seeing the attitude of the other party, he seemed to be touched, so he continued to insist: "Although they are all new disciples, although they are all in the early stage of foundation establishment, everyone's realm is different. Tanzong should pay attention to teaching students according to their aptitude, don't you think so, Senior Brother Daozi."

After listening patiently, Daozi said slowly, "Is it finished?"

Yu Lingjing nodded.

Daozi slowly drew out the bamboo whip: "Then go down."

Yu Lingjing: "..."

The emerald bamboo here is the spiritual bamboo specially planted by the Qingtan Sect. Ordinary swords are hard to hurt at all. It needs to be cut thousands of times with an iron and stone sword without interruption, and each time the force and the position of the cut must be exactly the same. It cuts off.

For Yu Lingjing, who has practiced sword since childhood, this is really not a difficult task, but for others, it is even more difficult.

"Twenty." Yu Lingjing took the heavy iron stone sword, flicked the blade with her fingertips, breathed lightly, and smiled disapprovingly.

It can be finished in less than half an hour, so there is no difficulty.

Daozi handed him the bamboo slips, and chuckled lightly: "That's the task of ordinary disciples, yours is here."

On the bamboo slips, Yu Lingjing clearly saw 120 written behind her name, but the writing of "one hundred" was extremely narrow, and it was added temporarily at a glance.

He narrowed his eyes: "Brother, there will be morning training tomorrow, and I need enough sleep tonight."

Brother Daozi smiled: "Teach students according to their aptitude."

Yu Lingjing: "..."

"I made a rough estimate. This amount is just enough to exhaust you, and it will be completed in the middle of the day." Daozi said, with a meaningful smile, "If you can't finish it in the middle of the day, then I overestimated." You, you just... practice all night."

The corner of Yu Lingjing's mouth twitched, and he would chop as soon as he could, since he wasn't afraid anyway!

He bit the bamboo leaf in his mouth, and glanced at the others. Hao Huaming had [-] bamboo leaves, which was the most among his disciples. Qi Yisi had [-] bamboo leaves, and Lu Yuanxiu...

Yu Lingjing searched for a while, and finally found the name in the corner of the bamboo slips.

He looked at the number behind the name, slowly widened his eyes, and was so frightened that he even dropped the bamboo leaves he was holding!

"Five five five?"

Is this teasing him? !

Daozi took back the bamboo slips: "Junior Brother Lu has average aptitude, but he has always studied hard. You must not despise him and laugh at him."

Yu Lingjing saw his senior brother's serious face, and couldn't laugh or cry for a while, it wasn't contempt, but he clearly took it seriously, so he couldn't believe it.

Reluctantly, he raised his finger to promise: "Brother, don't worry, I will uphold the friendship of the same school, and I will never despise and ridicule him!"

Only then did Daoyi feel relieved to leave.

In the middle of the night, the bright moonlight shines through the dense bamboo leaves and falls on the figure who repeatedly cuts down.

A gust of cool wind blew, and the mottled bamboo shadows on the ground swayed gently. Accompanied by the non-stop sound of cutting, there was a sense of loneliness for no reason.

The surrounding disciples had all completed their missions and left one after another. At this moment, it seemed that Lingjing was the only one left practicing in the huge bamboo forest.

"one hundred and nine!"

After a loud shout, accompanied by the sound of Lingzhu falling to the ground, Yu Lingjing took a long breath, a little exhausted.

He tugged at his sweat-soaked collar, dropped the sword, and fell to the ground. He looked up at the sky, and it was almost midnight.

The bamboo leaves were rustling by the wind, and Yu Lingjing lay lazily on the ground, thinking that it would be a good idea to sleep here, when he heard a familiar sound of chopping bamboo.

Unexpectedly, there were still people here, so he sat up in surprise, looked around, and searched for the sound.

Under the shadow of the bamboo shadows, a young man with curly hair wearing a Yuebai sect robe was holding an epee and meticulously slashed at the bamboo stem, but whether it was intentional or not, nine out of ten times the position was different. different.

Yu Lingjing hid in the dark and watched, her face sullen and pained.