The system came a hundred years earlier, I kicked Beihai Kindergarten

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The monks had meat for every meal, which ordinary soldiers could not eat.

Even so, the treatment is much worse than outside.

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Afterwards, Tang Xuan arranged a tent for the two of them to stay in. In order to take care of Wei Qianluo, he moved her tent closer to Shen Lang.

In addition to food, the monastic camp also has a complete range of other facilities.

For example, taking a shower and having separate toilets for men and women are treatments that ordinary people don’t have.

After all, there are only male soldiers, no female soldiers, but some camps still have female practitioners.

As long as there are female cultivators, these things used by female cultivators must be installed.

After some inquiries, Shen Lang had a general idea of the situation in the camp.

The previous strength was 1,500 people, and now after the expansion, there are 1,800 people, including 42 monks, eight blacksmiths, six alchemists, one doctor, two spiritual chefs, one sorcerer, and the rest are combat units.

Among them, there are three people in the Zhoutian Realm, nine people in the Shenhai Realm, and thirty people in the Yuefan Realm.

This does not mean that three Yuefan can form a Divine Sea. It is still a question of troop deployment.

These monks were not originally from the army, but were sent by the imperial court.

Shen Lang familiarized himself with the environment, and at night, the civil servant found Shen Lang.

Seeing his embarrassment, Shen Lang couldn't help but have a bad feeling: "Didn't find anyone?"

"We did find him, but Lu Fengxian violated military law today and was just beaten with twenty military sticks. I think the child is only about ten years old. I don't know if he can survive." The civil servant said helplessly.

"Huh, I'm glad I found him..." Shen Lang patted his chest: "Don't worry, he won't die so easily. Transfer him to me whenever it's convenient."

There really is such a thing as luck in this world.

Shen Lang even suspected that he was able to survive under the tower because of Wei Qianluo.

Lu Fengxian was destined to be the Northern Shura, there was no reason for him to be beaten to death by twenty military sticks.

Moreover, such people will have extraordinary qualities when they are young, like Wei Qianluo.

"Well, that's possible." The civil servant nodded and agreed.

After the civil servant left, Wei Qianluo came to Shen Lang's tent.

"Master, what are we going to practice today?" Wei Qianluo asked, "I feel like I have good control over my Qi. Can I reach a higher level?"

"You can't chew too much..." Shen Lang felt that he should plan for his future.

In the past, Mo Yi planned how to practice for him, but now Mo Yi has disappeared, so Shen Lang has to do it by himself.

First of all, the training of those spells cannot be neglected.

Secondly...

Shen Lang also discovered the shortcomings in his combat effectiveness.

Although he had only opened one Divine Sea in the Divine Sea Realm and could fight against cultivators who had opened four Divine Seas, the difficulties he faced were really too great!

This world doesn't play by the rules at all.

Normally, if you have a system, you should stay alive and practice madly, and when you face enemies, they should be one level higher than you, so that you can challenge them higher than you are.

The problem is that Shen Lang found that he had always been experiencing battlefields!

And the people the system allowed him to meet also proved that he had an inextricable bond with the battlefield.

What Northern God of War, what Northern Shura, just look at the mighty warriors who fought on the battlefield.

Therefore, it is necessary to strengthen one's group attack capabilities.

The rewards currently given by the system are the Thousand Miles of Ice and Ten Thousand Miles of Snow, which look like group attack spells and sound very powerful just by the name.

And this... requires Wei Qianluo to make some efforts.

She is destined to be a god of war, so she should be able to fight better than ordinary people, right?

I never had the heart to do it before, but now I think, every extra drop of sweat you shed during training means every extra drop of blood you shed during battle!

"Okay, let me train your mental resistance first. If it doesn't work, tell me. OK?" Shen Lang said.

"Okay!" Wei Qianluo's young heart didn't know what he was going to face.

Shen Lang slowly summoned out his Thunder and Fire Sword.

Wei Qianluo blinked.

Shen Lang also taught her the Thunder and Fire Sword, but she felt that it was not a particularly powerful technique.

Soon, Wei Qianluo witnessed the true power of the Thunderfire Sword!

brush!

The Thunder and Fire Sword pierced Wei Qianluo straight away.

In an instant, hallucinations appeared in Wei Qianluo's mind.

A two-dimensional character who looked like Shen Lang slowly walked towards her.

The two-dimensional Shen Lang wore a suit and a pair of gold-framed glasses, looking like a gentleman with bad manners.

'Shen Lang' walked along, laughing...

"Master, what are you doing..."

"What do you mean by master? I am your teacher. Wei Qianluo, your test score this time will make your parents sad. You don't want them to know your real score, right?"

Chapter 91 Wei Qianluo's Spiritual Training

Shen Lang carefully observed Wei Qianluo's condition in the tent.

Soon, a chill spread over his body and the Ice Armor spell was activated.

For a moment, the temperature around Shen Lang began to drop.

Wei Qianluo has Zhao Qingyang's bloodline, and this ice attribute also provides a certain resistance to mental attacks. Coupled with her extraordinary talent, there shouldn't be any problem... right?

Slowly, Wei Qianluo's breathing began to quicken.

Her pretty face flushed and beads of sweat began to appear on her body.

"Huh, huh..."

Under the influence of the cold air, Wei Qianluo's breath turned into white mist.

"teacher……"

Wei Qianluo put his hands on his clothes.

Her already childish face looks particularly charming.

Shen Lang grabbed her hand.

"I, I won't dare to do that again..."

"I will definitely study hard..."

Shen Lang probably already knew what kind of plot Wei Qianluo had entered...

Shen Lang covered Wei Qianluo's little mouth with his hand.

If I continue talking like this, I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself!

However, I have to say, he is worthy of being Wei Qianluo.

You know, when this spell was performed on the ring, the two men went straight to the female cultivator and were totally out of control.

Even when he fought against Tang Wei before, Tang Wei couldn't control himself at all.

The output of Shen Lang's Ice Armor began to increase, and Wei Qianluo's boiling blood finally cooled down slowly.

She opened her eyes dazedly, and when she saw the three-dimensional Shen Lang, she felt like finding a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Just now, Shen Lang did this and that in the illusion, just like having a wet dream, and as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the male protagonist...

"Master, I, I..."

"You were a little blushing just now, are you okay?" Shen Lang placed his big hand on Wei Qianluo's forehead.

"Is it just blushing?" Wei Qianluo asked Shen Lang cautiously, like a child whose parents were rummaging through her computer while there were study materials hidden there.

Weak, pitiful, helpless...

"Yeah, what other reactions can there be?" Shen Lang looked at Wei Qianluo with some confusion: "Does speeding up breathing count?"

Wei Qianluo looked down at her clothes and saw that they were only a little wet. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Master, is there any difference between our Thunder and Fire Swords?" Wei Qianluo knew that his own Thunder and Fire Sword was just a normal attack on people's spirits.

Why does Master’s Thunder and Fire Sword…have a hallucinogenic effect?

"Maybe my bloodline is special. Let me show you." Shen Lang said softly, "I will relax my mind and you can carefully feel the route of my exercise."

Wei Qianluo placed her small hand on Shen Lang’s middle dantian, and her true energy covered Shen Lang’s body.

Stab it!

Soon, a thunder and fire sword took shape.

Wei Qianluo opened his mouth.

It is certain that the master did not hide anything, and the route of exercising his energy is the same, but what he summoned is filled with the power of thunder and fire.

Seeing this, with Wei Qianluo's knowledge, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

They are the same human beings, with the same ability, but how they use them is completely different?

Shen Lang said that this is the legendary difference in physique.

Can a punch thrown by Tyson be the same as a punch thrown by him before he traveled through time?

Just don't talk about the power.

The same sentence may sound vulgar when said by some people, but serious when said by others.

In some novels, some authors can make readers tear up their dictionaries, but if they don’t see what they wrote, normal people will not interpret it that way.

“It’s the same…” Wei Qianluo withdrew her hand.

"When my Thunder and Fire Sword hits someone, it will arouse the deepest desires of human beings." Shen Lang said, "Like Brother Qiao, when my Thunder and Fire Sword hit him, he saw himself being crowned king and appointed prime minister. Like Master, when my Thunder and Fire Sword hit her, she saw mountains of gold and silver. What do you see?"

Wei Qianluo opened his mouth.

It turns out that it’s not this method that is improper, but I am improper?

Am I such a woman?

Do I have such intention towards my master?

I, I, I...

Mother, I am not clean, I am dirty...

Wei Qianluo recalled every detail of her time with Shen Lang.

When I first met my master, I thought he had bad intentions towards me and wanted to take me away and kick my butt every day.

When I arrived at the master's residence, I thought he would like to beat me.

Later I realized that Master was teaching me with all his heart.

Gradually, I became a monk and fought side by side with my master. My master fainted, and I trekked with him for an unknown amount of time.

Now, my master and I depend on each other.