Fantasy Begins In The Restricted Area Of ​​Life

Zhou Qi came to the Nine Realms again. The Xianyan Sect has been ruined. If we want to regain its past glory, we must inject new blood to make the Xianyan Sect stronger again.

However, some elders headed by the second elder were already in a state of decay, so Zhou Qi could only use his brains on these third-generation disciples.

The valley was extremely quiet, and the only sound was the sound of Zhou Qi's sermons spitting out lotus flowers.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Qi's voice suddenly stopped, and many disciples woke up from their half-asleep state of enlightenment.

"Okay, it's almost time for today. It's enough for you to digest."

Most of the disciples showed regretful expressions.

Obviously Zhou Qi's operation convinced them and they had a different attitude towards this grassroots exercise that they had previously looked down upon.

Both the clever Shi Xiaofan and the naive and dull Liu Fen were very happy with today's experience.

However, before they could finish digesting the memory and the smiles on their faces had not subsided, Zhou Qi showed a wicked smile.

"Now that the theoretical knowledge has been explained, we have to practice it in practice to become more familiar with this technique."

For some reason, seeing the evil smile on Zhou Qi's face, Li Jiaoyan and Xiao Wuyan both shuddered in their hearts, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

These new disciples who had just become familiar with Zhou Qi also had a bad premonition.

"Uh, senior brother, how do you want to train us?"

Liu Fen, a simple and honest man, didn't know how to communicate with others in a smooth tone. When he saw Zhou Qi's seemingly friendly smile, he raised his hand and asked weakly.

"Very good, Junior Brother Liu."

The smile on Zhou Qi's face became even bigger. He stood up from the boulder, clapped his hands to stir up some dust, and stretched.

"You just use the skills and moves you are most familiar with to practice in front of me, and I will guide you on the mistakes in your movements and running routes.

Sometimes I will also fight with you to guide your practice and increase your experience through actual battles. "

When Xiao Wuyan heard the words "practical guidance", he couldn't help but think of the scene when he and Zhou Qi fought for the first time, when he was punched and lay on the ground, with his limbs turned into big characters.

"...Senior brother, should I join them too?"

Xiao Wuyan asked Zhou Qi with a guilty conscience.

"Isn't that natural?"

Zhou Qi patted Xiao Wuyan's shoulder and gave him a cheering gesture.

"Junior brother, don't worry, I will be gentler.

No, I don't believe you at all!

Although Xiao Wuyan said this in his heart, he didn't have the courage to say it out loud.

Suddenly, Xiao Wuyan seemed to have thought of something and turned his attention to Li Jiaoyan standing aside.

"Well, don't worry, she is not from our sect. Although she is qualified to observe, she will not be with you for actual guidance.

After Zhou Qi gave his explanation, Li Jiaoyan's expression remained as usual, seemingly without any fluctuations, but she breathed a sigh of relief inside.

She knew how hateful Zhou Qi was, and if the other party used the name of guidance to touch him in public and make her laugh, she wouldn't be able to resist.

To take a step back, even if Zhou Qi wouldn't do anything to her, she wouldn't want to practice her skills in front of these people.

On the one hand, the secrecy of the Holy Spirit Demon Sect's skills is that as a princess, she is not an exhibit for anyone to look at.

Li Jiaoyan silently took a few steps back and leaned against the smooth, steep and cold stone wall, silently watching as a bystander how Zhou Qi trained these young disciples.

At first, everyone was still a little reluctant to let go and seemed to be at a loss.

Both the male and female disciples were practicing their skills while secretly looking in the direction of Li Jiaoyan.

Most people's hearts are like this. They don't want to show their unbearable side in front of beautiful things or people.

Even if you know that you have nothing in common with the other person, you still want to leave a good impression on the other person.

This is the current mentality of everyone.

They knew that they were from two different worlds from Li Jiaoyan, and the gap was almost as big as heaven and earth, but this did not stop them from wanting to leave a good impression on Li Jiaoyan.

Zhou Qi seemed to have already guessed this and picked up a branch at his feet.

Hold the root of the branch in one hand, open the palm of the other hand, and let the delicate branches jump up and down in the palm.

Swish! Swish!

"ah!"

"Ouch!"

The sound of swinging willow branches and two screams sounded almost at the same time...

After being whipped twice by Zhou Qi with a tree branch, the two absent-minded disciples finally became serious. They retreated under Zhou Qi's offensive and began to practice their own skills seriously.

Seeing how severe Zhou Qi was, the other disciples quickly put away their other thoughts.

Gradually, these disciples no longer cared about Li Jiaoyan's impression of them, but concentrated on practicing.

To put it bluntly, they had just joined the Xianyan sect for a few years, and had not been assimilated by their predecessors on the path of cultivation.

Both his mind and his way of thinking are not much different from ordinary people in the outside world, and his personality is also extremely simple.

Even though she was temporarily restrained by Li Jiaoyan, she slowly changed her mind under Zhou Qi's strict and rigid teachings.

Although Li Jiaoyan has the beauty of a fairy in the sky, the branch in Zhou Qi's hand reminds them of the fear of being dominated by the teacher of the private school when they were children.

"Um."

Weaving back and forth among the crowd, Zhou Qi looked at the serious attitude of these disciples. Zhou Qi nodded, then turned back and looked at Xiao Wuyan.

"Practice your skills again and show me."

"yes."

Xiao Wuyan was also a little frightened by the branch in Zhou Qi's hand, but the arrow was on the string and he had to fire it. He could only practice the sword technique he had practiced according to Zhou Qi's words.

However, before he had even made three moves, Zhou Qi slapped a tree branch on the back of Xiao Wuyan's hand and yelled loudly.

*2.2 If your forehand is not accurate and your backhand is not precise, can you show your swordsmanship to others?

Give me a good look. "

Zhou Qi used tree branches as swords and practiced his superb swordsmanship in front of Xiao Wuyan.

Xiao Wuyan was still grinning because of the scar on the back of his hand, but after seeing Zhou Qi's moves, he immediately became fascinated.

He even forgot to ask why Zhou Qi knew the movement routes and moves of this set of swordsmanship.

The moves were exquisite and the wind was roaring. Every movement of Zhou Qi seemed to be guided by an immortal, allowing Xiao Wuyan to see new possibilities.

"Do you understand?"

After practicing a set of sword moves, Zhou Qi stopped and looked at Xiao Wuyan with burning eyes.

Zhou Qi asked a question for a moment, but Xiao Wuyan didn't respond. He was stunned for a moment before nodding his head repeatedly. .