Chapter 334

Yulan continent, Warcraft mountains, Wushan town

With the rising sun and a hint of coolness, the residents of the town have begun to get busy.

"Drink... Drink... Drink... Drink... Drink... Drink..."

On the open space in the east of the town, a large group of children aged only six to ten are constantly waving their wooden swords and shouting loudly.

The warm sunshine in the morning shone on the children's faces, and the bean sweat was dripping on everyone's forehead.

The vest was soaked, as if it had just been salvaged from the water.

In front of a group of children, a little boy with brown hair looked firmly at the front, pursed his lips, and his feet trembled slightly, but he still gritted his teeth and waved his wooden sword.

"Lin Lei, why don't you have a rest first."

In front of a group of children, three burly men in short vests are supervising. The first man can't bear to look at Lin Lei who insists hard.

"No, uncle Hillman, thank you."

Lin Lei wants to hold on and show a smile, but his body is almost to the limit.

"I haven't finished the task yet. The teacher will be unhappy."

Looking at the resolute Lin Lei, Hillman didn't say any more.

The child in front of him is not only the eldest son of the Baruch family, the owner of Wushan Town, but also the disciple of the adult. He really shouldn't interfere.

With the passage of time, the early sun has gradually risen, and the sun sprinkles on the open space to cool the last trace.

On the open space, the children who had been waving swords had collapsed on the ground half tired.

Only Lin Lei and two 12-year-old children are still struggling.

"Touch, touch."

In the scorching sun, Wushan town is only a little cool in the early morning this season. Finally, the two 12-year-old children still couldn't hold on and sat on the ground.

"Step."

Just then, a slight footstep came, and the people couldn't help asking.

In the dense forest in the distance, a young man in white, with silver hair, handsome face, sharp edges and corners, filled with a unique atmosphere, makes people feel submissive at a glance.

"My Lord!" the three burly men in front bowed respectfully to the visitor.

"Well, take a medicine bath!"

The young man was Chen Xiaoming. Looking at the children who had finished their training, he couldn't help telling Hillman.

"Lin Lei, come with me."

Waving to Lin Lei, Chen Xiaoming turns and walks towards the open space in the distance.

Lin Lei, only six years old, looked puzzled. He was happy to take a medicine bath, but he was called by the teacher.

But he was still a child and didn't think much. He put down the wooden sword in his hand and walked over obediently.

Hillman looked at each other and moved out the long prepared medicine bucket. There were three big bath buckets filled with Chen Xiaoming's special medicine.

It can change the physique of these children and enhance their physical strength.

A group of children have long been used to it. They lined up regularly and soaked in turn to absorb the power of the liquid medicine.

On Lin Lei's side, Chen Xiaoming kept looking at the children in front of him.

In my mind, I couldn't help thinking of the scene that I just broke the boundary three years ago.

At that time, it happened to fall not far from Wushan town. It happened to meet Lin Lei's father. After a conversation, Chen Xiaoming determined his position and stopped directly in Wushan town.

He even accepted Lin Lei as an apprentice and taught these children at ordinary times.

"Lin Lei, I took you as a disciple, but I never taught you. Do you have any complaints?"

Chen Xiaoming's expression is solemn. These years, he is busy studying the mystery of the law of Panlong's plane, but he really cares little about Lin Lei.

Today, Chen Xiaoming thinks he should teach Lin Lei well.

As long as there is cause and effect in the plane of three lives and three lifetimes, the existence of the LORD God space will inevitably encounter again in the future.

Lin Lei's growth and strength are quite top. Taking him as an apprentice and teaching him will be useful in the future.

"Teacher, Lin Lei dare not."

Lin Lei's face changed, but he quickly said.

"The teacher has taught us to practice sword and let us strengthen our strength with medicine bath. Lin Lei dare not ask for more."

Chen Xiaoming can see that Lin Lei is sincere and doesn't lie.

"Ha ha, those are all trifles after all. Since you are my disciple, I naturally want to teach you the way!"

Chen Xiaoming laughs and reaches out to touch Lin Lei's head. Fencing and medicine bath are just what he does with him.

"Close your eyes and preach your orthodoxy for the teacher!"

Chen Xiaoming points to the right, and a little light flies out and blends into Lin Lei's mind.

"Boom!"

In Lin Lei's mind, the moment was like the beginning of chaos and the beginning of the world. The thunder exploded and a flash of light came. Then the originally silent and dark world was filled with light.

With the integration of spiritual light, wisps of information poured into my mind, including all kinds of mysterious methods of practicing body, and all kinds of strange laws flashing with all kinds of colors.

However, there is a thin layer of water mist on it, which seems to seal it. Lin Lei can feel it, but he can't feel it.

At the top of my mind's spiritual world, a Book glittering with a sharp sword is floating.

Lin Lei was pushed back by the sword in an instant when he touched him curiously.

"Hoo... What's that?"

Lin Lei gasped. He only felt that he had experienced death for a moment. It was really terrible.

"Lin Lei, you have your own way of cultivation. It's hard for you to intervene as a teacher."

Chen Xiaoming seriously looks at Lin Lei in front of him and says with great sincerity.

"Therefore, what I teach you is my Kendo experience and the rules that can help you practice in the future."

In Lin Lei's way, Chen Xiaoming is not prepared to intervene too much. The cultivation law of Panlong is different from that of Sansheng and Sansheng. There is no need to transmit the way of cultivating immortals.

Chen Xiaoming's own cultivation path is not suitable for Lin Lei.

Therefore, Chen Xiaoming spent three years to melt his boxing, marksmanship and swordsmanship all the way into a sword Sutra.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Lin Lei is like a treasure. Although Lin Lei is small, he knows the precious memory in his mind.

"Uh huh."

Nodded, Chen Xiaoming flicked his fingers, and a green jade pendant hung on Lin Lei's waist.

"Drop a drop of blood in."

Lin Lei didn't doubt him. He gently bit his finger and dropped a drop of blood into it.

In an instant, the green light of the jade pendant flashed, and Lin Lei's spirit instantly entered the jade pendant.

"This is a storage jade pendant. It contains the cultivation items prepared for you by the teacher. It will unlock the seal with your cultivation."

Chen Xiaoming said faintly, but there was a trace of parting in his words.

"Teacher, are you leaving?"

Lin Lei is small, but his mind is quick. Chen Xiaoming's posture makes him think of what Chen Xiaoming said he would leave before.

"Well, I've been here for a long time. It's time to go out."

Looking at the vast void, Chen Xiaoming also felt that he should go for a walk.

"Lin Lei, come to hell for me in the future!"