When Mu Qining woke up early in the morning, she found someone in the room opposite as soon as she went out.
After all, she was the only one who set up a barrier as soon as she slept.
He shook his head, turned around and went out.
After a while, the closed door on the other side opened, and a yawning Murong Yin came out.
"Ayin, come and have breakfast." Li Luoyou raised his head and saw her, and greeted her quickly.
"Here we come." Murong Yin responded, sat down at the table and started eating.
"Hmm, I don't know what today's training is about?" Hua Fengyang expressed his doubts while eating.
"Who knows, if the soldiers come to block it, the water will come and the soil will cover it." Feng Lie continued: "Anyway, no matter what kind of training it is, we can persevere."
"That's right." Hua Fengyang nodded in agreement.
"When I left early, the ancient peak master once said that we would train alone today."
Murong Yin put down the bowl and chopsticks and said softly.
"What's the meaning?"
Seven people looked at Murong Yin at the same time.
"Maybe the people who train us are different from other disciples." Murong Yin explained.
The seven people looked at each other, and for some reason, their hearts suddenly trembled.
When the eight people came to the training ground, looking at the stern faces in front of them, they finally knew what the bad premonition was.
Hey, the person who arranged the training for the second phase is the master of Sunset Peak, Mingwu!
The moment Murong Yin saw Ming Wu, the corner of her mouth twitched, knowing that the next training would probably be very exciting.
He thoughtfully reminded his friends: "Brothers, my master is a master of both spiritual and martial arts, so please take care of yourself next time."
When the seven people who were already feeling sad heard this, their faces showed a smile that was uglier than crying.
"Master?" Fengran suddenly caught two special words: "Sister Yin, when did you become the master of Mingwu Peak?"
"Yes, Ayin, when did you become a disciple, why didn't we know?"
After Feng Ran said this, they all reacted and stared at her with burning eyes.
"Oh, the day we went to see the class placement, we happened to become a disciple." Murong Yin touched her nose and said calmly.
hiss--
Several people looked at Murong Yin with envy, and they understood as soon as their thoughts changed.
Peak Master Mingwu must have taken a fancy to Murong Yin's evil talent!
This is the man who climbed the entire staircase!
There was a moment of envy. Except for Feng Lie, the others also sighed secretly, wondering when it would be their turn for such a good thing.
As they got closer and closer to Mingwu, several people ended the conversation silently and stood obediently and quietly under Mingwu.
At this time, there was no one else in the square except them.
"Here we come." Ming Wu said two words lightly.
"Disciples are here for today's training." Murong Yin and the other eight people saluted in unison and replied.
"Now that you're here, let's go with this peak master."
After Mingwu finished speaking, he turned and left.
The eight people looked at each other and followed him.
After chasing Mingwu for half an hour and bypassing several mountain peaks, Murong Yin faintly heard the sound of water flowing.
Turbulent and noisy.
As the distance got closer and closer, a majestic waterfall was revealed in front of several people.
The stream flew straight down three thousand feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen into the sky.
This sentence automatically popped into Murong Yin's mind.
The spiritual beads that had not been moved for a long time in the Dantian began to circulate, absorbing the surrounding water spiritual energy unobtrusively.
Murong Yin noticed the strange movement in her dantian, and her eyes wandered around the waterfall.
His spiritual consciousness was released, and he scanned the round platform-like places at the bottom of the waterfall, and his dark eyes paused.
A guess is about to come out.
"From today onwards, the eight of you will practice here. Whenever you can come and go freely in the waterfall without using spiritual power, this stage of training will end."
Mingwu plainly explained the upcoming training, and the expressions of the eight people changed.
Damn it! Damn it! It’s terrible!
Coming and going freely in the waterfall, what kind of perverted training is this!
Mu Qining quietly glanced down. It was bottomless, and only the deafening sound of water could be heard clearly.
Fear flashed across his eyes that had always been cold and fearless.
"This is the Najie. It contains food and water for a month."
No matter how shocked they were, Mingwu reached out and threw a Na ring.
Feng Lie quickly caught it and his consciousness swept away.
It's all dry food and water, and I guess it lasts only a month.
"Master Mingfeng, are we going to stay here forever?" Yun Jinshu asked cautiously.
Mingwu's expressionless face made him feel embarrassed.
Mingwu glanced at him and cherished his words like gold: "Yes."
Eight people: "!"
"When you complete the training, you can leave."
The eight people were about to cry but had no tears, and moved slowly.
"What? You don't want to go down?" Ming Wu said a few words with a majestic look.
Eight people nodded subconsciously.
"Okay, pack your bags and go home tomorrow." Ming Wu said calmly.
The eight people looked confused: "."
"Do you still want it?"
Eight people shook their heads wildly: "No!"
"Why don't you go down then?"
The eight people looked at each other as if they were dead: "Yes!"
After saying that, the eight people stood together hand in hand, looking like they were willing to die generously.
Murong Yin looked at the waterfall and swore that she would never find it beautiful again.
The eight people moved forward slowly. Mingwu glanced at the eight people speechlessly, raised his palm, and pushed.
The eight of Murong Yin were forced to rush forward.
By the time they reacted, they were already off the ground and hanging in mid-air.
"Fuck! I can't fly!"
Someone yelled, and then eight people fell in a straight line.
Fortunately, the eight people reacted quickly and used their spiritual power to hold themselves back the moment they landed.
"Thump, thump, thump—"
A series of sounds of heavy objects falling into the water were heard.
Murong Yin was the first to rise from the water, wiped some water from her face, opened her eyes and looked around.
The sound of rumbling water was endless, and her dark eyes looked at the waterfall. Due to the close distance, she could easily see the round platform hidden under the waterfall.
Several round tables are interspersed and arranged there, just big enough to accommodate one person.
The line of sight shifted, and in the farthest corner from the waterfall, there was a high platform, covered by a protective cover.
Swim over quickly and get closer.
The high platform is very large. If the eight of them fit together, it would be just enough to rest. And because of the protective cover, the high platform is very dry.
Murong Yin tentatively reached out to touch it, but found that it went through easily.
The handle is retracted and the protective cover is intact.
Huh?
What kind of protective cover is this? It’s so interesting!
For a while, Murong Yin was full of interest in this protective shield.
"Ayin, what are you looking at?"
When Li Luoyou came over, he saw Murong Yin looking forward with interest.
"Sister You, touch this protective shield."
Murong Yin greeted Li Luoyou.
Li Luoyou looked at the protective shield in front of him, followed his instructions, raised his hand and touched it.
The result was the same as Murong Yin's situation before.
"Sister You, we can rest here during this period." Murong Yin said.
