Rebuild the Upgrade Path

At three o'clock in the morning, Longhushan...

"Hey! Hey! Haha! Ha!"

In the dojo, there was a rhythm of shouting. At three o'clock in the morning, the sky was gloomy, and even the sun hadn't gotten up yet, but there was one person who had washed up early, put on his clothes, and took up weapons to practice in the yard.

Of course, this courtyard does not refer to a large courtyard. It is a place where all the students and disciples practice the exercises. When it is five o'clock, they will gather there and perform the same exercises under the leadership of their respective masters.

But this person didn't need to go to the courtyard square at that time.

In a campus that is only slightly larger than the bedroom, green plants occupy one-third of the area. A young man stands in the middle of the courtyard, holding a sword, looking serious, and swinging the sword straightly.

This person was taken away by Master Zhang Tian from the Yancheng Tongzhou Club a few days ago and brought to Ding Yiming in the view of Dragon and Tiger Mountain!

There are many masters around Ding Yiming, either people or ghosts have two brushes, but he knows nothing. He has long thoughts in his heart to learn powerful spells and become a strong one.

And now, with such a good chance, I can actually worship a celestial master as a teacher, so can I work hard? !

As Zhang Tianshi’s apprentice, he doesn’t need to go to the compound to practice the exercises at 5 o’clock in the morning like ordinary young disciples. He even lives in a single room and enjoys the same treatment as the other Tianshi disciples. Slightly smaller than them.

After all, he is also a new apprentice.

However, this kind of higher treatment than his peers did not let him relax. Except for the teaching and teaching of Tianshi Tianshi, he would get up on time at three in the morning every day and start practicing!

Ding Yiming stood in the courtyard, holding a sword in his right hand and a scabbard in his left, reviewing the swordsmanship he learned over and over again, and he was full of strength and strength. But the top picks are so flexible.

Forward stab, cross-strike, point stab, block, sword flower...every movement has become more and more proficient in countless exercises, more and more rapid, and more and more stylish.

It was amazing. At first, so many people from Tongzhou Club taught him, but he was like subconsciously resisting those spells. He couldn't learn how to learn it. However, this is the same art and swordsmanship, but it works at one point.

Ding Yiming worked harder and harder, as if he didn't feel tired at all. He kept swinging his sword with his right hand, using the scabbard of his left hand as a shield from time to time, to block him, and then quickly counterattacked as if there was an enemy in front of him.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the courtyard, followed by a low yawn, but they were all covered by the sound of his sword swinging. Ding Yiming concentrated on practicing the exercises without noticing it.

Outside the door, it turned out to be two children who had been up at night. After going to the toilet, they walked here with a look of tiredness and yawning, ready to go back to sleep again. In less than two hours, they should go to practice exercises and cherish every time they rest.

But just as they turned to go back to their dormitory, they suddenly heard the sound here, stopped their steps, and looked over.

"This is the yard in the new uncle's room."

One person whispered, and carefully looked over.

There is a back door in this place, but because it is not used much, it has not been closed. After Ding Yiming moved in, he did not care about the door, so it is still open.

Although there is only one seam, it is more than enough for a person to look at the situation inside. What's more, Ding Yiming did not stand in the corner, but was in the center, practicing the sword generously.

"It's him! He wakes up so early?"

A small eye leaned in the crack of the door, looking at the scene inside, asked suspiciously.

"Hey! The stupid bird flies first. Although it's an uncle, but he started so many years later than us, it's not necessary to practice hard."

The other eye came closer, and said disdainfully.

Speaking of it, these children have been cultivating here for so many years, and suddenly they parachuted into an uncle of the same age, even a few years younger than him, who would be convinced?

"Okay, don't look at it. There are less than two hours left. Go back and go to sleep for a while. Anyway, he is only a momentary excitement. After a few days, he will be tired. Then people can sleep until the sun is exposed. , But we have to get up early, go fast and go back."

"Eh, that's great."

The two left the courtyard gate and turned back.

All of this is very slight. Ding Yiming concentrated on his cultivation and didn't know it. Although the two of them were still thinking about this in their hearts, they just regarded it as an episode.

Although the other person didn't say that like that person, but in his heart, I'm afraid he thinks so too...

But neither they nor Ding Yiming knew that there was a fourth person right here!

On the top of this room, there was an old man standing, already fluttering, with a childlike face and a kind face, but in his eyes, he was very serious.

It is Zhang Tianshi himself!

To be precise, he has been here for a long time. He has been waiting here since Ding Yiming hadn’t come out. He quietly watched Ding Yiming come out of the house, drew his sword, practiced his sword, and looked at the two. A child came over and talked.

Ding Yiming did not hear their voices, but he could not hear them.

To be honest, he naturally knew what those people would think after Ding Yiming came. The words they said were basically the thoughts of all junior disciples, but no one dared to say it.

"Ugh--"

Zhang Tianshi sighed. If you want to convince them, you must crush them in strength. Let them know that this new little uncle is not lucky, but really strong and talented!

But fortunately... he is willing to work hard.

Heavenly Master thought this way, and couldn't help but feel relieved a lot. I have long heard that he has been cultivating in the early hours of the morning, and when I saw him today, it was true.

However, what the two people said is not impossible. How many people were passionate at the beginning, but how many people gave up the struggle after persisting for a period of time.

If you want to know who he is, you really need to think about it and make observations.

Zhang Tianshi thought this way, nodded slightly, and his heart moved, and his whole person disappeared in an instant, not even a trace of breath remained, as if he had never been here...

...

On the other side, Yancheng, Tongzhou Club.

It was already dawn, and the Murong family had come to pick up Murong Lei.

Of course, it is impossible for Murong Xiao to come in person. Now she has to rely on her to take charge of major family affairs, and it is enough to take over the younger brother and leave it to the people below.

"Then Lao Guo, I will leave first, see you next time!"

At the door of Tongzhoushe, Murong Lei was already in the car half of his body, and he held the door of the car and waved to me with the other hand.

"Well! Waiting for the next drink together!" I said.

"Okay! Uh...huh? Drink...Fatty! Where's the wine you got? Give me a little!"

"Ah?!" The fat monk was taken aback, and immediately reacted, turning his head and ran into the yard!

"Don't run! Stop it! Lao Guo didn't talk about drinking and I forgot it!"

Murong Lei rushed out of the car again, and started chasing the fat monk with his teeth and claws.

I smiled and watched these two guys chasing after them, yelling and yelling very lively, the people around were also speechless, the Murong family who came in the car to pick up their young master looked dazed, not knowing what his young master was doing. .

They don't know, I have drunk the wine of the Dragon Palace, and sure enough these gods will still enjoy it, it is indeed delicious! It really deserves the title of "Qiongye Yuye", no wonder Murong Lei wants to drink it so much.

I looked at them with a smile, and suddenly turned my head to look, not far from the door, Qin Nan was standing there, looking at me with a complicated expression.

...

"Please have tea."

In the lobby of the Tongzhou Club, Qin Nan and I were sitting on two chairs side by side, with a small table in the middle. I reached out and pushed a cup of hot tea in front of her.

"Unexpectedly, you came very fast, and brought my car here, and Luo Peng and the others? Are you here or back?"

I looked at Qin Nan and asked with a smile.

"They have already gone back, fortunately I know them." Qin Nan said.

After we came back last night, we contacted Qin Nan and Murong's family from the shadow army's line of defense. The Murong family had already arrived, but Murong Lei was chasing a stingy fat monk and was planning to ask for wine, except for a few conditions.

As for her, she and the Murong family came forwards and backwards, and brought my car here, because I was not going to and returning to the same city, so I really couldn't drive the car by myself.

"That one……"

Qin Nan lowered his head and looked at the tea cup in front of him. The turquoise tea in the cup was cool and clear, reflecting her face, and a pair of dim eyes were full of worry.

Naturally, I could see clearly with this look, and I was sitting next to her so well, she was naturally not me worried.

"I know what you want to say."

I sighed and interrupted her directly.

"College Xue...I really can't do anything about it. Resurrection from the dead has only appeared in myths. In reality, there are only zombies when we see the resurrection from the dead. We can't try things that are soul-related. If it is not done well, it is really possible to turn him into..."

However, there are zombies in this world that can restore memories of life, such as Luo Peng. But I have seen those walking corpses of the black-robed men in the ancient city under the sea, how dare I do that?

What's more, even if the memory is restored, so what?

Zombies are zombies, no matter how human they are, they are not human after all!

"It's okay, I know." Qin Nan said.

She is also a woman in the army and an officer of the Shadow Army. Naturally, she knows that this is not something she can do if she wants to. She just has hope, but she doesn't force it.

"Then if you go this time, what's the gain?" Qin Nan asked.

I thought for a while and said, "Qin Nan, come with me and go to Yanjing."

"Huh?" Qin Nan was taken aback.

"I have something to say to Commander Duan in person!"