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Yujing procrastinated in winter until the beginning of March, when the grass outside the medical hall was covered with a fluffy goose yellow green grass. Gufeng, who had spent years in his hometown, brought a specialty of a large bag and found it. The door comes.

The stupid boy carried a large bag of bacon and wandered around in the medical hall for a long time. He didn't recognize Yunsheng.

Doctor Fan still couldn't see it, and gave the stupid boy a finger, and then he recovered.

"Why, you are Yunsheng, how has it changed," all said that the woman grew up early and developed early, but only a few months later, Yunsheng changed completely, and Yunsheng had some babies earlier. Fat, it looks like a pink loli.

But last time, after getting the summoning magic hand and absorbing part of the magical power inside, Yunsheng has changed a lot in terms of appearance and magical power.

In front of her, Yun Sheng is not like a 7-year-old girl at all, but like a 12- or 13-year-old girl. She was originally about the same height as Gu Feng. At this time, she was half as tall as Gu Feng.

The baby fat has completely faded, and she was originally beautiful. At this moment, she was transformed, her eyes were beautiful, and her skin was white and fat, so that she could not bear to remove her eyes at first glance.

I heard that Yunsheng's transformation was due to promotion. Gu Feng was more envious, staring at Yunsheng's magic scepter, and muttered, "How come you have broken through in two or three months, and abandoned has become a great demon. Guided, you are also a great magic guide, you even have the soul stone inlaid."

Gu Feng's "little" self-esteem was severely hit. In the thirteen group of potions, Gu Feng became the tail of the crane again.

Hearing what he said, Yun Sheng knew that the abandonment also broke through.

Before Gu Feng came to Yunsheng, he also brought some souvenirs for abandonment. He and the abandonment were all done. The three of them went to Wuxuan Wuji Museum to report in the afternoon.

Yun Sheng has a five-system dharma soul, and it is common to practice fast, but the speed of the abandoned practice is very strange.

When he was at the Royal Academy of Magic, he never went to the Magic Tower or tried hard to cultivate, but his strength has been steadily improved. Although Yun Sheng and Gu Feng are curious, they didn’t ask much. After all, how to cultivate is Everyone's own secret.

At noon, Lin Piaoer came to the door. She had gone to the Royal Academy of Magic to report her enrollment. With Yun Sheng's recommendation, she also studied under Meili's tutor.

Yunsheng also discussed with Dr. Fan about the opening of the medical hall. Dr. Fan thought about it and simply proposed Yunsheng to merge Xiaohuichun Medical Hall and Ci Entang for a while. Both of them are medical halls.

Yun Sheng thought for a while and found it feasible, so he gave the matter to Dr. Fan.

In the afternoon, Yun Sheng packed up the salute, put some medicine in the veterinary ring, and hurried to the Bandung Gambling Hall to join the abandoned party.

Abandoned or deputy old, after seeing Yun Sheng's changes, he only slightly smirked, and followed the two of them to Wuxuan Wuji Museum in a decisive manner.

"The Wuxuan Wuji Pavilion is located in the north of the city. I heard that the area is larger than the Royal Academy of Magic. According to the rank of martial arts, the Wuguan Pavilion divides all the academies into two types: internal and external. The internal and external are taught separately. Freshmen have to study in a foreign library for a while," Gu Feng asked as a package of the 13th group of potions. He went to Wuxuan Wuji Pavilion to report and did his homework carefully.

Wuxuan Wuji Museum, as the best martial arts museum in Dazhou, has a long history and strict internal hierarchical system, even with all kinds of news that can be heard.

The three reported on the first day and did not know what kind of test they would face.

Yun Sheng was relieved when he heard it.

Ye Beiming and the other three, at first glance, are the senior martial artists in the inner hall, and the few in the thirteenth group of potions. No one has ever learned martial arts. They must be divided in the outer hall.

Arriving in the north of the city, it was already in the afternoon, after crossing the Zongmen of Wuxuan Wuji Museum, after reporting the identity and handing over the recommendation of the School of Magic, the three followed the guide of the guard at the Zongmen’s entrance, along a pine The welcoming guests walk straight on the blue flagstone path.

The Wuxuan Wuji Museum is different from the Royal Academy of Magic in that it occupies a wider area, and the inner courtyards of houses are mostly unpretentious, among which bungalows are the most common.

As I was walking, there was a fork at the end of the bluestone road in front of me, and a giant stone turtle was crawling to the left of the fork.

The giant tortoise is the size of a stone mill and weighs 500 kilograms. On its back, there is a carving of the four characters "Wu Xuan Wuji".

On Jin Ding, there was an incense with a thick arm.

As soon as the three approached, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

On the left side of the turnout, there is a broad schoolyard paved with blue bricks. The blazing sun is empty, and the bricks and stones on the schoolyard are illuminated by the sun, and a dazzling green mango is scattered.

Hundreds of martial artists stood on the school ground, including men and women, boys and teenagers. They lined up in a row, every ten people in a row and every ten people in a row. At this time, they were sweating and busy with practice.

The content of the exercise is to squat the horse, and the sandbags are all tied on the upper arms of the feet. According to the age and repair, the weight of the sandbags tied by each person is different.

The incense on Jin Ding had almost burned. Every martial artist's limbs were tight and sweat kept sliding off their foreheads. At this time, when the body was at its limit, there were some younger children, double The calves of the legs have started to tremble.

However, no one made a slight noise, and no one raised his eyes to see Yun Sheng and other three people, as if the three people who had just come out for no reason did not exist.

What a disciplined Wu Xuan Wuji Museum!

Someone once said that magicians rely on talent to eat, while warriors rely on a word of diligence.

Wuxuan Wuji Museum is the largest martial arts museum in Dazhou. Over the centuries, countless powerful players have emerged. Apart from its heritage, the main reason lies in its strict academics.

The Wuxuan Wuji Museum arranges the corresponding martial arts classes according to the strength of the students. According to the different levels, the college will also be awarded various suitable combat skills.

But before breaking through Wu Zun, the students of the Wu Guan must participate in the third training of the Wu Guan.

The so-called three exercises are the three exercises in the morning, midnight and evening, respectively, breathing and vomiting in the morning, weight-bearing horse step piles in the morning and fighting in the evening.

Among them, morning vomiting is to absorb the aura between heaven and earth, and turn into a grudge in the body, which helps to gather energy and concentrate.

The midday weight-bearing horse-step piles are for practicing leg strength and also help in fighting strength.

The fight in the evening is for actual combat and against the enemy.

At this hour, it was catching up with the martial artists' noon training, that is, squatting with heavy weights.

Until the incense on Jin Ding burns out, everyone can rest. If someone withdraws halfway, they must face the penalty of double practice of late repair.

Several people at Yunsheng had just arrived at first sight. He had seen such a posture.

The three of them were stunned, and they heard a whisper in their ears. A warrior boy was arrogant, wearing a red gold uniform.

He was about fifteen or sixteen years old. Yun Sheng looked at it secretly, but found that the young man had a good temper.

Compared with Cheng Baibu, Jiu Xiao and others who have seen it earlier, although it is a lot worse, it is at least much stronger than the warriors of the same age that Yun Sheng has encountered.

The teenager did not take part in the drill. He looked at the three men and noticed the sarcasm in his eyes when he noticed the magic scepter in the waist of the three men.