Speaking of tasks, each has his own sadness.

    None of the people present has been promoted to the outside for a long time.

    In addition to the needs of daily cultivation, you have to spare 100 contribution points to turn in every month. It really hurts.

    "If I didn''t spend all my time on the task, my cultivation would be further." Jian Wenbin pretended to be deep and said, "since something like that happened at zongmen, everyone is in danger."

    Listening to the collective disappearance of the rain hospital, there has been no news so far. Many people speculate that the Meizhang hospital has been killed.

    As a middle and lower level disciple of the sect, his daily cultivation has not been affected much.

    But everyone''s heart becomes more or less impetuous.

    Not only the Qixia sect, but now the whole Qingzhou and even the Dayao Dynasty are not peaceful.

    "What elder martial brother Jian said is very true." Many people sigh.

    Jian Wenbin saw that Yang Yi never spoke, so he asked, "younger martial brother Yang, you have been outside for more than a month, and you must have experienced the difficulty of the task. The cultivation time of outside disciples is free, but there is also an invisible yoke."

    "Er, I''ve been practicing hard these days and haven''t been to the mission hall yet..." Yang Yi said truthfully.

    Jian Wenbin took a deep look at Yang Yi.

    The heart is not the taste.

    Among the people present, who didn''t come in by donating money?

    But generally, the family will give money to enter the family, and then everything will depend on themselves.

    Judging from Yang Yi''s performance, he is obviously not included in this list. It is estimated that he will be included in his future cultivation family.

    In each period, there are always individuals who are not sociable, and Jian Wenbin has long been used to it.

    What else can I do besides suffering? Rob people of money? The richer you are, the more you dare not rob. Who knows how deep the background of others'' home is? Maybe there are experts guarding secretly.

    "Let''s go. We must practice well today!"

    Jian Wenbin plans to vent his anger during the practice.

    Come to the training ground.

    Several people quickly divided into groups to practice.

    Yang Yi was naturally pulled away by Jian Wenbin.

    Baoshan fist has just broken through Xiaocheng. In fact, Yang Yi also wants to try its power.

    But practicing with Jian Wenbin obviously doesn''t have the effect of practicing.

    However, seeing that the other party is so enthusiastic, Yang Yi is not good at blowing people''s face. He plans to try to restrain himself when he makes a move later.

    "Be careful, this is the giant style of Hong Tian fist!"

    Jian Wenbin''s move was much more fierce than half a month ago. The shadow of his fist followed one another, hiding the momentum of breaking the sky with his fist.

    However, Yang Yi took it.

    After being "forced" to retreat for several steps, he stood still in vain and turned back to punch.

    Bang!

    Two fists collided.

    Forces permeate each other.

    Jian Wenbin couldn''t bear it and fell back to the ground.

    Seeing this, Yang Yi also gave a "ouch", pretended to lose his balance and fell to the ground.

    "How can Baoshan boxing be so powerful? It''s estimated that I have to practice Hongtian boxing until I''m a beginner."

    Jian Wenbin stood up and rubbed his ass.

    He didn''t expect that Yang Yi could eat his killing move and draw with him in the end.

    Yang Yi shook his hand and stood up, trying to find an excuse to run away.

    "Come again!"

    Jian Wenbin put on a posture again.

    "Wait."

    A voice suddenly sounded outside the practice hall.

    They followed the prestige and saw an old man in white walking slowly.

    "It''s Xu Menghua of the task hall, Xu steward!"

    Jian Wenbin exclaimed.

    "Steward Xu?"

    Yang Yi''s eyes are uncertain.

    I wonder what the steward of the mission hall wants from them.

    "What''s your name?"

    Xu Menghua came and stared at Yang Yi.

    There is dignity in words.

    "Disciple Yang Yi."

    Yang Yixin suddenly.

    "Come with me."

    Xu Menghua turned and left.

    There is no room for Yang Yi to think.

    "Haven''t you been to the mission hall? How did you provoke steward Xu?"

    Jian Wenbin''s face was so frightened that he dared not breathe.

    As long as the disciples who have been to the mission hall know, Xu Menghua is hard to get along with. He has a strong disposition and haggles over every penny.

    It is probably because of this that zongmen appointed him as the steward of the mission hall.

    Not long ago, a disciple was caught by Xu Menghua fooling around while doing a task. As a result, he was severely reprimanded. The disciple''s face turned white and almost got hot under his crotch.

    "I don''t know."

    Yang Yi himself is also confused.

    The only thing he knows is that the other party doesn''t look very well.

    Follow hard.

    Finally came to an elegant house.

    This seems to be Xu Menghua''s residence in zongmen.

    It was quiet and quiet, as if he was alone.

    "Steward Xu, I don''t know where the disciple didn''t do well enough. Please give me instructions."

    As soon as Xu Menghua sat down in the hall, Yang Yi saluted.

    "Just now, why did you release water?"

    Xu Menghua picked up the teacup and took a sip.

    Uh, that''s it?

    Yang Yi felt puzzled.

    After thinking about the wording, he said honestly: "I have gained a lot from my practice recently. Baoshan boxing has been refined to a small degree. If I try my best, I''m afraid senior brother Jian Wenbin will be hurt. I wanted to tell senior brother in advance, but I was confused and was taken to the martial arts field..."

    "The reason makes sense, but the final diving is unnecessary. You think you have taken care of your senior brother''s face and actually hurt him. Practice to practice, the purpose is to practice. Can acting have the effect of practice?"

    Xu Menghua''s eyes are like a torch.

    "Yes! I know my mistake."

    Yang Yi hurried down.

    It turned out that diving was seen through.

    He thought he had found out about hugging mountain boxing.

    During this time, Baoshan boxing hit several martial brothers for no reason.

    The injury was not serious and the impact did not expand.

    But gradually, there was a tradition of not walking alone at the outer door.

    "How long have you been outside? I don''t seem to have seen you in the mission hall."

    Xu Menghua''s face was a little calm and chatted.

    "More than a month."

    Yang Yi said truthfully.

    "Practicing mountain hugging fist?"

    Xu Menghua raised his eyes.

    "Yes."

    Yang Yi nodded.

    "It''s very difficult to cultivate Baoshan boxing to a small degree in my spare months."

    Xu Menghua has also practiced mountain hugging boxing before. He knows that it is difficult to break through the bottleneck of this martial arts.

    In a month''s time, it''s easy to get started, but you have to practice to a small success. It depends on your talent!

    "Yes, it''s a lucky breakthrough recently."

    When it comes to this, Yang Yi can only admit it.

    In fact, even if he doesn''t say it, it''s easy to see it with Xu Menghua''s vicious eyes.

    Concealing is not good. If you want to blame yourself, blame yourself. When you practice, Xu Menghua happened to pass by.

    Any one in charge would not meddle in such business!

    "I''ll see what you do now."

    Xu Mengda looked solemn.

    Yang Yi is helpless.

    In Tang Zhongyuan, Ben used to play a set of mountain hugging boxing.

    "Yes, it''s true that he has been refined to a small degree, and his boxing style is old and hot. It seems that he has experienced a lot of practical combat."

    Xu Mengda rarely smiles.

    "Steward Xie Xu praised him. Before entering the sect, he always played with the martial guards who had wandered through the Jianghu at home. He learned some experience of fighting with others."

    Yang Yi can only talk nonsense.

    Can''t you say that this is the practice of Baoshan boxing by robbing the Tao in the middle of the night?

    "OK, OK."

    Xu Mengda said two "good" words in a row.

    He was born in the inner gate Qinshan academy and was very fond of his disciples who paid attention to actual combat.

    At present, Yang Yi''s eyes become more and more fond.

    In a month or so, I can cultivate the martial arts of Baoshan boxing to a small degree. I really have a talent in martial arts.

    At least have this talent for hard work.

    "Listen to your tone, your family is quite rich. This is your help. You should make good use of it. But after all, it''s an external force. Can money solve everything?"

    Xu Menghua said earnestly and sincerely: "I think your qualification is OK, so I''ll be wordy. To cultivate, you need to rely on your diligence and perseverance. You shouldn''t play smart, and you shouldn''t bury your head in blind practice."

    "The establishment of the mission hall is to let the disciples hone their skills while earning resources. In this way, they can consolidate the realm and cultivate the ability to adapt to changes. Otherwise, everything is a castle in the air and useless!"