I’m Really Not an Invincible Master

In the morning, Bai Lin took many disciples and twisted her body on the martial arts field.

Although the posture is ugly.

But everyone is not tired of it, and feels relaxed.

Bai Lin felt that this exchange was very worthwhile.

Ten minutes later, when the song was finished, everyone stopped dancing.

Bai Linyi said unfinishedly: "Gentlemen and ladies, did you just dance hi or not?"

Everyone was stunned, they didn't understand why the body would jump up involuntarily with the beat, what the **** was this?

However, after all the disciples finished the dance, they all felt refreshed, especially Lu Yong. He had just finished a night of cultivation, and after a divine comedy brainwashing, he found that all his previous fatigue had disappeared and his physical strength had recovered.

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The next day.

Early in the morning, all the disciples of the Evangelical Sect, especially Lu Yong, were already obsessed with the songs in the stereo and were doing morning exercises happily.

And Tong Gan, who was forcibly forced out by Lu Hou, seemed to have some obstacles in his heart, and remained silent.

Although he also knows that this brainwashing divine comedy is helpful to the body and spirit, every time he poses in a magical dance pose, he is sick to death.

Instead of this, he would rather not improve his strength.

After the morning exercise was over, everyone left, only Tong Gan was still standing on the playground. He clenched his fists and his eyes were firm, as if he was killing his father and waiting to be reported.

After a long time, Tong Gan left slowly, but he ran into Bai Lin at the door, so he avoided.

"What's the matter? Seeing me, they avoided me and left?" Bai Lin asked faintly.

Tong was silent, pretending not to hear.

Bai Lin followed up and asked, "How do you feel here?"

Tong Gan remained silent, pretending not to hear.

Tong Gan has been enduring it all the time. If he can regain his previous strength, he will definitely rub Bai Lin on the ground, and then rub, and then rub again...until the friction becomes slag, which may not be able to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Bai Lin smiled, smiling like a child of more than 300 kilograms. He said: "I know, you are a person with a story. Unlike me, you can only be a beautiful man quietly, without fighting with the world. ."

Tong Gan was speechless.

After today, Bai Lin took the disciples out to practice.

Although it is assigned.

But we must also make these disciples stronger.

Otherwise, after Bai Lin left, how could this sect gain a foothold, and not be destroyed in a minute?

"Do you know where there are beasts around here?"

Bai Lin asked the disciple.

"I know!"

A male disciple walked out and said, "I know there is a place near here with a lot of beasts."

"Oh?" Bai Lin asked curiously: "Let's talk about it."

"This place is called Broken Soul Valley. After entering, almost no one can come back alive. I heard that there are many powerful beasts in it."

Hearing the three words Broken Soul Valley, Bai Lin became interested.

"The name is good."

Bai Lin just wanted to find some dangerous places, the more dangerous the better.

The disciples can practice in the periphery, and they can go in and move their bodies.

Bai Lin felt that if she was not moving, she would have rusted.

And being motionless is the bastard, Bai Lin doesn't like this word very much.

However, after walking for a long time, everyone was lost.

"Do you know how to get to Broken Soul Valley?"

The disciple scratched his head: "I remember it was in this position!"

So everyone could only come to the nearby village to inquire about the route.

The crowd came to a village and asked an old woman.

"Huh? You are from Xiancheng. I want to inquire about the location of Broken Soul Valley with you."

"Boy, Broken Soul Valley is not a good place. I advise you not to go." The old man said comfortingly.

Even an old man knows that this place is dangerous.

Bai Lin wants to go even more!

"Old man, you don't have to worry about us, just tell me the location of Broken Soul Valley." Bai Lin said patiently.

"Look at how you look like you are in the dust, let's eat something first." Facing the old man's enthusiasm, Bai Lin felt a little helpless.

But Bai Lin hadn't eaten anything hot for a long time, and soon the old man brought out some hot sweet potatoes and said, "You guys eat it."

"Old man, we are not hungry." Han Xueer refused to say at first.

This old man is really enthusiastic, and regardless of whether we are good or bad, we brought it into the house and gave us food, which made Bai Lin a little moved.

"Eat, you are welcome, there is not enough to eat in the pot."

Several people looked at each other, and finally they ate. Bai Lin said in a low voice, "Let's eat some. Just leave some money for the elderly later."

In this way, a few people started to eat. After all, everyone was eating hard dry food these days.

"Old man, where are your children?" Bai Lin asked as she watched the room empty.

"Son? My son is gone, the young people are gone, here is uneasy life." The old man shook his head and said.

"Then you live by yourself?" Bai Lin asked.

"Well, it's actually nice to be alone. Just eat yourself." The old man smiled and saw that she had few teeth left.

When people are old, there are no children with them, which is actually quite bleak.

"Old man, you haven't told us the location of Broken Soul Valley." As soon as the voice fell, Bai Lin felt that someone was coming.

After a short while, I heard messy footsteps coming from the door, and the old man said with a condensed expression: "No, they are here. Hurry up and hide."

"They? Who are they?" Bai Lin asked.

"I'll go out and have a look. You are in the house. Don't come out." The old man closed the door and walked out faintly.

Immediately, Bai Lin saw many warriors standing at the door of the village. It seemed that they were dressed in a sect, but Bai Lin didn't know their sect.

Wu Caijie whispered: "Who are they and why are they here?"

"Yes, this is a village where ordinary people live. What can they do if they come here?"

Soon everyone in the village walked out.

Most of the people in the village are elderly people, only a few are slightly younger, and they are almost fifty years old.

The headed warrior came out and said: "Hand over the food, I have given you three more days."

"Hand over food?" Are these people coming to rob?

"Can't you go out and buy food? Why do you want to come to the village to ask for it?"

"This group of warriors is clearly bullying?"

Bai Lin, Zou Mei, wanted to see where these people sang and harassed the villagers?

"Master, we are all old, weak, sick and disabled, where can we get food for you?" An old man shook his head and sighed.

The old man has all white hair, standing on crutches, looks like he can be more than seventy years old.

"I care where you go to get food, do you want your children to come back?" said the leader of the warrior.

"child?"

"what's the situation?"

Wu Caijie became angry, and was about to rush out to argue with them. After all, the old man just now was very enthusiastic. After eating other people's food, there is no reason to ignore such things.

"Let's take a look first." Bai Lin grabbed Wu Caijie who was about to rush out.

"What did you do to my granddaughter?" an old woman said.

"Your granddaughter? Haha, I can only tell you that they are helping us build the martial art of Zhitianmen. They are doing very well, but if this year's food is not paid, I am not sure what will happen to them." The tone of the warrior is getting worse and worse.

In their eyes, these villagers are nothing more than fish to be slaughtered.

And they are the swordsmen.

These days, the weak have always eaten the weak.

This is an unchanging truth.

But Bai Lin couldn't stand it, what kind of ability to bully ordinary people?

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