Chapter 102 Field Instructions
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Jiu Yu
Hey, a few people come over and take these ingredients back. "
"There are some ingredients that have escaped over there. I need a few people to chase them back."
"Be careful, don't step on the ingredients, and see if any fish slip through the net."
The battle gradually subsided, and the disciples spontaneously began to clean up the battlefield. There was only one place where a large group of disciples gathered together, and they seemed to be talking about something.
"I think it's due to cramps. Don't they all say that a dragon without tendons will die?"
"Who said that?"
"I see it's written in the script."
"roll."
"Why don't you try drowning it, which won't hurt the body."
"He is a dragon, the overlord of the East China Sea. Are you going to drown him?"
"Poison?"
"Go away, are you going to poison your fellow disciples?"
"What should I do?"
More than a hundred dragons have been subdued and tied one by one like big rice dumplings. What needs to be considered now is how to kill them, which the disciples have little experience in.
Listening to everyone's discussion, these dragons felt that life was worse than death, and at the same time they were sure that these Divine Sword Peak disciples wanted to eat them.
Youlong couldn't help but shouted angrily.
"Have you made a mistake? We are dragons, dragons. You want to eat us?"
As soon as these words came out, some of the disciples from Divine Sword Peak immediately rushed over.
"What's wrong with the dragon? Can't the dragon be eaten? Just stay quiet for me. When we discuss it, I'll give you a good time."
Monsters eat humans, and humans eat monsters. This is a normal thing.
Just like ordinary people in the secular world kill pigs and sheep, in the world of cultivation, it is normal to kill a dragon and eat it.
After some discussion, they couldn't come up with an idea, so Xu Jie finally said it.
"Okay, okay, I have an idea here and there. Who do you want to listen to? Go and invite Junior Brother Changqing over and ask him if he will know."
"Yes, Junior Brother Changqing must know."
"I'm going right now."
On the city wall, Ye Changqing looked at a group of disciples surrounding Jiaolong, killing and not killing, leaving and not leaving, and was confused.
Just at this time, a disciple came over.
"Junior brother Changqing."
"Brother."
"Third Senior Brother, if I have something to ask you, come with me."
"it is good."
Without thinking too much, he followed this senior brother out of the camp. Anyway, there was no danger now.
Along the way, I was still curious about what was going on, until Xu Jie asked.
"Junior Brother Changqing, do you know how to kill a dragon? We don't have much experience and we are afraid of damaging it, so we don't dare to do it."
Hearing this, Ye Changqing looked around at everyone with a strange expression.
"So you have been discussing this matter just now?"
"Yes, it would be a pity if it spoiled such good ingredients."
I instantly felt like a dog was beeping. So before, you were always able to kill or not kill. Is it because of this?
I was so damn dumb, I curled my lips and said speechlessly.
"Just kill them casually, just like killing a pig."
After receiving Ye Changqing's answer, all the disciples nodded.
"I told you earlier, and it made me feel helpless."
"I'm familiar with butchering pigs. Before I joined the sect, my family had been butchering pigs for several generations."
"Come on, come on, start it."
"Junior Brother Changqing, come on, rest first, and leave the rest to us."
All the disciples suddenly became excited, while the dragons were all furious.
They are a noble dragon clan and the overlord of the East China Sea, but now, these damn people actually want to kill them as pigs.
"Ah, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated."
"I'm a ghost and I won't let you go."
All the dragons shouted angrily, not because they were afraid of death, but because they were angry.
After being noble all his life, he was finally treated like a pig.
However, the disciples ignored him completely. The disciple who had said that his family had killed pigs for generations was pushed out by everyone.
Holding a long sword, he looked at the dragon in front of him but did not take action. The people behind him kept urging him.
"Come on, haven't your family been killing pigs for generations?"
"I know, I'm looking for a place."
"Are you still looking for this? You are not familiar with the things passed down by your family."
"Can you do it? I doubt your family very much."
"Hmph, my family is in the imperial capital of Zhoushan, and we are famous for killing pigs. I even killed pigs for the emperor back then."
"Then you should do it."
"I won't move anymore."
"Will you know it? It's been a quarter of an hour in Wozhidou."
"That senior brother, actually I have never killed a pig. I have been a member of the Taoist sect since I was a child."
In the end, this disciple still didn't dare to take action, let alone anyone else. Ye Changqing looked worried.
The dragon was so frightened that he cursed loudly.
"Can you fucking do it?"
It was really scared. The sword moved back and forth in front of its eyes, making it feel frightened.
The scariest thing about death is the time when you know you are going to die, but haven't died yet, and waiting for death is the scariest thing.
But now, these Divine Sword Peak disciples are torturing it, but it would be nice to give it pleasure.
"Get out of the way. I'll do it. Even a dragon can't kill a head. It's up to me."
A female disciple came out, and everyone saw this and spoke one after another.
"Little junior sister, can you kill dragons? Doesn't your family run a medical clinic?"
"Then you come?"
"Hey, I'm just going to tell you, junior sister, please."
Xiaoxiao is an outer disciple, and his family runs a medical clinic in the secular world. It is said that his ancestors have produced many imperial doctors with superb medical skills.
"The doctor is also good at playing with knives. Junior sister, there is no problem."
Some people think that the little junior sister is feasible, and Ye Changqing is also looking at it. This little junior sister looks small, exquisite, and cute.
He looked harmless, but he was really ruthless.
It's really unbelievable, and the sea can't be measured.
It was completely different from the previous disciple who was killing pigs. He went up and clicked his sword a few times. For a while, all the disciples around him clapped their hands and applauded.
"Okay, my little junior sister deserves to be from a family of medical experts."
"I still have to look at you, little junior sister."
"Well done, little junior sister, you've given everyone a good start."
But as they screamed, everyone realized something was wrong. They had killed more than twenty swordsmen, so why wasn't this dragon still dead?
And what is it like that the more you kill, the more energetic you become?
I saw this dragon shouting without tears.
"Did you do it on purpose? With twenty-odd swords, you were avoiding the vital points with your swords. Can you aim them correctly?"
It was really enough. The pig-butcher was squaring off with his sword, scaring it half to death.
Now a little girl came up, and she just stabbed her, but she didn't hit the vital part.
It won't die even if it dies, and it really hurts if it hurts.
The cheers of the disciples stopped at some point, and only the dragon was roaring.
When the little junior sister saw this, she said embarrassedly.
"I'm sorry. I'm used to it. I didn't notice for a while. I just went to your acupuncture points."
I was really convinced. After hearing this, this dragon couldn't bear the torture and directly chose to commit suicide.
"There are some ingredients that have escaped over there. I need a few people to chase them back."
"Be careful, don't step on the ingredients, and see if any fish slip through the net."
The battle gradually subsided, and the disciples spontaneously began to clean up the battlefield. There was only one place where a large group of disciples gathered together, and they seemed to be talking about something.
"I think it's due to cramps. Don't they all say that a dragon without tendons will die?"
"Who said that?"
"I see it's written in the script."
"roll."
"Why don't you try drowning it, which won't hurt the body."
"He is a dragon, the overlord of the East China Sea. Are you going to drown him?"
"Poison?"
"Go away, are you going to poison your fellow disciples?"
"What should I do?"
More than a hundred dragons have been subdued and tied one by one like big rice dumplings. What needs to be considered now is how to kill them, which the disciples have little experience in.
Listening to everyone's discussion, these dragons felt that life was worse than death, and at the same time they were sure that these Divine Sword Peak disciples wanted to eat them.
Youlong couldn't help but shouted angrily.
"Have you made a mistake? We are dragons, dragons. You want to eat us?"
As soon as these words came out, some of the disciples from Divine Sword Peak immediately rushed over.
"What's wrong with the dragon? Can't the dragon be eaten? Just stay quiet for me. When we discuss it, I'll give you a good time."
Monsters eat humans, and humans eat monsters. This is a normal thing.
Just like ordinary people in the secular world kill pigs and sheep, in the world of cultivation, it is normal to kill a dragon and eat it.
After some discussion, they couldn't come up with an idea, so Xu Jie finally said it.
"Okay, okay, I have an idea here and there. Who do you want to listen to? Go and invite Junior Brother Changqing over and ask him if he will know."
"Yes, Junior Brother Changqing must know."
"I'm going right now."
On the city wall, Ye Changqing looked at a group of disciples surrounding Jiaolong, killing and not killing, leaving and not leaving, and was confused.
Just at this time, a disciple came over.
"Junior brother Changqing."
"Brother."
"Third Senior Brother, if I have something to ask you, come with me."
"it is good."
Without thinking too much, he followed this senior brother out of the camp. Anyway, there was no danger now.
Along the way, I was still curious about what was going on, until Xu Jie asked.
"Junior Brother Changqing, do you know how to kill a dragon? We don't have much experience and we are afraid of damaging it, so we don't dare to do it."
Hearing this, Ye Changqing looked around at everyone with a strange expression.
"So you have been discussing this matter just now?"
"Yes, it would be a pity if it spoiled such good ingredients."
I instantly felt like a dog was beeping. So before, you were always able to kill or not kill. Is it because of this?
I was so damn dumb, I curled my lips and said speechlessly.
"Just kill them casually, just like killing a pig."
After receiving Ye Changqing's answer, all the disciples nodded.
"I told you earlier, and it made me feel helpless."
"I'm familiar with butchering pigs. Before I joined the sect, my family had been butchering pigs for several generations."
"Come on, come on, start it."
"Junior Brother Changqing, come on, rest first, and leave the rest to us."
All the disciples suddenly became excited, while the dragons were all furious.
They are a noble dragon clan and the overlord of the East China Sea, but now, these damn people actually want to kill them as pigs.
"Ah, a scholar can be killed but not humiliated."
"I'm a ghost and I won't let you go."
All the dragons shouted angrily, not because they were afraid of death, but because they were angry.
After being noble all his life, he was finally treated like a pig.
However, the disciples ignored him completely. The disciple who had said that his family had killed pigs for generations was pushed out by everyone.
Holding a long sword, he looked at the dragon in front of him but did not take action. The people behind him kept urging him.
"Come on, haven't your family been killing pigs for generations?"
"I know, I'm looking for a place."
"Are you still looking for this? You are not familiar with the things passed down by your family."
"Can you do it? I doubt your family very much."
"Hmph, my family is in the imperial capital of Zhoushan, and we are famous for killing pigs. I even killed pigs for the emperor back then."
"Then you should do it."
"I won't move anymore."
"Will you know it? It's been a quarter of an hour in Wozhidou."
"That senior brother, actually I have never killed a pig. I have been a member of the Taoist sect since I was a child."
In the end, this disciple still didn't dare to take action, let alone anyone else. Ye Changqing looked worried.
The dragon was so frightened that he cursed loudly.
"Can you fucking do it?"
It was really scared. The sword moved back and forth in front of its eyes, making it feel frightened.
The scariest thing about death is the time when you know you are going to die, but haven't died yet, and waiting for death is the scariest thing.
But now, these Divine Sword Peak disciples are torturing it, but it would be nice to give it pleasure.
"Get out of the way. I'll do it. Even a dragon can't kill a head. It's up to me."
A female disciple came out, and everyone saw this and spoke one after another.
"Little junior sister, can you kill dragons? Doesn't your family run a medical clinic?"
"Then you come?"
"Hey, I'm just going to tell you, junior sister, please."
Xiaoxiao is an outer disciple, and his family runs a medical clinic in the secular world. It is said that his ancestors have produced many imperial doctors with superb medical skills.
"The doctor is also good at playing with knives. Junior sister, there is no problem."
Some people think that the little junior sister is feasible, and Ye Changqing is also looking at it. This little junior sister looks small, exquisite, and cute.
He looked harmless, but he was really ruthless.
It's really unbelievable, and the sea can't be measured.
It was completely different from the previous disciple who was killing pigs. He went up and clicked his sword a few times. For a while, all the disciples around him clapped their hands and applauded.
"Okay, my little junior sister deserves to be from a family of medical experts."
"I still have to look at you, little junior sister."
"Well done, little junior sister, you've given everyone a good start."
But as they screamed, everyone realized something was wrong. They had killed more than twenty swordsmen, so why wasn't this dragon still dead?
And what is it like that the more you kill, the more energetic you become?
I saw this dragon shouting without tears.
"Did you do it on purpose? With twenty-odd swords, you were avoiding the vital points with your swords. Can you aim them correctly?"
It was really enough. The pig-butcher was squaring off with his sword, scaring it half to death.
Now a little girl came up, and she just stabbed her, but she didn't hit the vital part.
It won't die even if it dies, and it really hurts if it hurts.
The cheers of the disciples stopped at some point, and only the dragon was roaring.
When the little junior sister saw this, she said embarrassedly.
"I'm sorry. I'm used to it. I didn't notice for a while. I just went to your acupuncture points."
I was really convinced. After hearing this, this dragon couldn't bear the torture and directly chose to commit suicide.
