Chapter 50 Jiang Wanqing!
The next morning, Ling Feng went to the main peak and found Li Liang.
Naturally, Li Liang was running errands for the leader. The smiling tiger praised Ling Feng and gave him the so-called small gift.
A medium-grade mysterious soft armor, worn close to the body, is difficult to damage with swords and can remove more than a thousand kilograms of force. When fighting, having such a soft armor to protect one's body can almost be said to be an extra life.
A map of the training ground. Since Ling Feng is leading the team, the map is naturally indispensable. Moreover, this is not an ordinary map. It has detailed markings on dangerous locations, where rare medicinal materials grow, and various monster and beast branch areas.
The above route was carefully selected by Li Liang, and he came up with such a path that is both safe and can yield great rewards.
It can be said that letting Ling Feng lead the team on this trip basically allows him to establish prestige in the sect, and he can also harvest the precious spiritual flowers and spiritual grass along the way. It is an absolute good job!
Among them, the meaning of bribery is self-evident. He just didn't say it clearly: As long as you obey us obediently, you will get as many benefits as you want in the future!
Of course, there is one more thing.
The antidote to golden silkworm poison!
A month has passed, and Lin Canglang deliberately delayed a few days before sending the antidote to Ling Feng, just to let him suffer for a few days, to give Ling Feng some warning and let him know that his life was at stake. Sleep in hand.
Little did he know that the golden silkworm poison in Ling Feng's body had been resolved long ago. Instead, every time he took the antidote, he had to find a way to eliminate the medicinal properties of the antidote.
It's a medicine that contains three parts of poison. The antidote can alleviate the toxicity of golden silkworm poison, which is itself a highly toxic poison. Ling Feng was not poisoned and took the antidote, which was a kind of pain.
But he still had to pretend to be very thirsty and swallowed the antidote in one gulp.
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Time flies, and the three-day period has arrived.
When the sun rose on the third day, hundreds of new disciples who were newly admitted to the inner sect had gathered in the martial arts square of the Wenxian Sect's inner sect. They were divided into queues and stood neatly in the square.
It has been several months since they paid homage to the inner gate, half a year in the long term, and a month or two in the short term. So the sect arranged for them to have their first outing trial.
As a disciple of a sect, it is not enough to just compete and practice within the sect!
Only through the baptism of blood and the tempering of fighting can one transform into a true warrior.
These young faces all have expectant looks in their eyes. These people are all the fresh blood of Wenxian Sect.
In front of everyone, Li Liang stood with his hands behind his hands, his expression serious, and he was lecturing.
"The sect needs bloody disciples. The cultivator's sword must be baptized with blood to make it more sharp!"
Li Liang's words were very inspiring. All the disciples' blood boiled with excitement, their eyes sparkled, and they were full of fighting spirit.
Of these ten teams, nine of them had two older disciples standing in front of them. Each of them had a strong aura, and their cultivation levels were at the early stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm.
There was more or less a smile in their eyes. Seeing these young faces, I couldn't help but think of myself, who seemed to have been deceived in this way.
However, there was only a woman in purple standing in front of the sixth team. She frowned slightly and looked to the west of Yanwu Square from time to time, as if waiting for something.
After Li Liang finished speaking some inspiring words of encouragement, he turned to look to the west and muttered in his heart: "Damn it, why doesn't that kid come?"
Just as he was talking, he saw at the end of his field of vision, a young man in white robes, carrying a sword as black as ink, slowly walking towards him.
His speed seemed very slow, but within a few blinks, he was close.
"Sorry, I'm a little late." Ling Feng stopped not far away.
Because I had to collect chalcedony flowers for Duanmu Qingshan, I came a little late.
"Haha, it doesn't matter."
Li Liang seemed very patient and smiled slightly. Little did he know that if this person hadn't been Ling Feng, Li Liang would have gone crazy.
"Hurry up and join the team. The team you are leading is Team Six, and the team you are leading is Jiang Wanqing, a disciple of Senior Sister Shuiyun of Yunxiufeng."
Ling Feng looked at the crowd and secretly sighed in his heart. If he hadn't been assigned to Duanmu Qingshan's lineage by accident, he would probably be one of the "rookies" among them.
He looked at the sixth team. There were about ten people in each team, and Su Hongxiu, who had summoned him that day, was also among them.
As for Jiang Wanqing, the woman in purple who was leading the team, Ling Feng looked at her for a few times. She was indeed a beauty, with a tall figure and especially long legs!
Moreover, he is only in his twenties and is already a warrior in the Pulse Condensation Realm. He is obviously a person with outstanding talent.
Jiang Wanqing had obviously heard of Ling Feng, but she was not interested in this guy who was late for the trip.
Relying on his reputation, he let everyone wait for him in the cold wind for so long. How arrogant!
Seeing Ling Feng sizing her up, her eyes met Ling Feng's with a hint of provocation. The implication was: Although I am in the same team as you, you'd better not provoke your aunt!
In her opinion, no matter how powerful Ling Feng is, he is at best just arrogant and arrogant in the Qi Condensing Realm. She is in the Pulse Condensing Realm, and can easily suppress Ling Feng even though she is only in the Pulse Condensing Realm.
Ling Feng shrugged, ignored Jiang Wanqing's provocation, and slowly walked to Jiang Wanqing's side.
The duration of this training is seven days. Ling Feng prepared enough medicine for Duanmu Qingshan. When he comes back, he can give Duanmu Qingshan the last injection. It won't be long before Duanmu Qingshan can fully recover.
Seeing Ling Feng joining the team, Li Liang nodded and said loudly: "Okay, I have already said what I need to say. Now, the team leaders will take your team members and set off!"
The training activities finally started amidst the apprehension and excitement of the rookies.
This time, ten teams went out to practice, so there was naturally a certain amount of competition.
The rules are very simple. Whichever team can hunt more monsters and collect more spiritual flowers and spiritual grasses will naturally be the winning team. After returning, everyone can choose a yellow-level mid-level martial arts. The leader also has considerable rewards.
However, Li Liang secretly gave Ling Feng the optimal route map in advance. It can be said that it is difficult for the team led by Ling Feng not to win.
"lets go!"
Jiang Wanqing didn't even look at Ling Feng. She waved her hand and started taking action with her disciples.
Unfortunately, her words obviously didn't have much effect. Everyone was looking at Ling Feng, waiting for him to give orders. Only a few male disciples were attracted by Jiang Wanqing's appearance and followed her for a few steps. Not moving, he quickly retreated.
"lets go!"
Ling Feng shrugged and said lightly, and everyone immediately followed him, not daring to leave anyone behind.
Ling Feng raised his eyebrows. It seemed that in the hearts of these inner disciples, he still held more weight.
In fact, it's not Ling Feng's status, but this guy's reputation is great and his reputation is even greater. He kills people quickly and swiftly. Who dares to provoke such an evil god?
"Damn it!" Jiang Wanqing's face was filled with embarrassment. No one listened to her at all!
She stomped her jade feet angrily, gritted her silver teeth, and could only follow him, saying bitterly in her heart: Damn Ling Feng, remember this for me!
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