Lord Zhang Fei

68 Integration

Bu Wenle glanced at Zhang Fei and said. “Fei, after seeing the size of your spirit crystal today, I feel that your spirit power value should be around sixty rings. How much is it, I will let Yueyue do the testing for you when I look back. Got it.”

“Well, thank you master.” Zhang Fei agreed, thinking in his heart. *It turns out that the spiritual power of the half-foot-long spirit crystal is about sixty. My own black spirit crystal was only half a foot, I don’t know how much spiritual power it would be.*

“Okay, everyone, let’s eat first. After eating, I will go back to the house to practice. Starting from tomorrow, I will add some theory lessons to you in addition to physical training. Fei, you are late, starting tomorrow, You have to slowly make up for your physical training.” Bu Wenle ordered.

“Yes, master.” Zhang Fei responded, but saw that everyone had already started to eat. No, it looked more like they were grabbing the food. Especially the fat man, Feng Ziyu, who really lived up to his name. Like a lunatic, he kept stuffing vegetables into his mouth, as if he didn’t see master Bu Le around. And master Bu Wenle didn’t have the style of a master either, he was grappling with a group of children and eating happily.

Lao Caitou, who was at the door, didn’t know when he turned around and looked at the happy spirit of everyone eating, he grinned and narrowed his eyes into slits.

The sun was descending to the west, nightfall rose to the east, and the black and white rays of light collided with each other at the junction. The night in the mountains came faster and darker than in the plains.

In the quiet Xuantaishan branch, there were a few lights giving brightness to the area. Among the five students, three were magic masters, and the night was their time to practice. At this time, Yi Mei’er, Bu Yueyue and Feng Ziyu were all preparing themselves in the house. The moment the sun completely disappeared, they could start practicing.

From the moment they entered the sect, master Bule had asked them to develop the habit of practicing instead of sleeping at night. For Lu Wenfeng, a transformation-type spiritual master who could only practice during the day, night was the time for him to practice attacking skills and learn other knowledge.

Of course, it was also possible to spend time sleeping. It was a pity that master Bu Le was also a white crystal spiritual master of the transformation department, and would occasionally come over at night to check on his study. And Lu Wenfeng was also very conscious, and he had never been lazy since he entered sect.

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At this time, the entire Xuanbing Branch was silent. In the darkness, they could vaguely see the faint green aura of the stars condensing in the air and converging towards one of the rooms. But with the disappearance of the Sun, these auras also disappeared in a flash.

After a while, a black shadow flashed down from the roof not far away, gently opened the door, and stepped in. In the darkness, as if nothing had happened, and everything fell into silence again.

In the early morning, Zhang Fei gradually woke up from his practice. After a night of rest and two training sessions, the fatigue of the past two months had been swept away. Pushing open the door, he couldn’t help stretching and taking a breath of fresh air. In the early morning in the mountains, the air felt a lot cooler, but it was unusually freshening. It was very comfortable, and very similar to the feeling he always had in the Ironwood tribe. This was totally different from the big cities where there was no feeling at all.

Zhang Fei began to feel fortunate that the sect was no longer in a densely populated city. At least that would give him some memory of his decimated tribe.

From far away, he saw Lao Caitou squatting at the door of the kitchen, patting his big smoke pipe, squinting and watching Zhang Fei stretched his arms and legs in a daze. He didn’t know what he was thinking, maybe he was envious of these young people?

“Grandpa Cai is early.” Zhang Fei greeted him politely when he saw Lao Caitou looking at him.

Lao Caitou stood up, stretched his leg and knocked out the ashes in the smoke pipe. Afterwards, he loaded up new grass and said, “Little guy, it’s really early to get up. Go for a walk first, this meal will take a while longer.”

Zhang Fei agreed and walked around slowly in the courtyard. It was already evening when he came yesterday, and he didn’t have time to familiarize himself with the layout of the entire branch.

The Xuanbing Branch was built on the mountainside, and the terrain here was relatively flat. A total of eleven yurts were lined up on both sides of the gate, only ten meters away from the courtyard wall. The floor between the room and the courtyard wall was entirely paved with bluestone slabs, which was very flat, and there were several stone tables and stone squatting.

Standing there, he could see both the mountain and the distant view. It was really a good place to relax.

On the other side of the house was a relatively open playground, which was not too flat, and gradually forms a gentle slope according to the mountain. About the size of a football field. The playground was brightly lit, with exposed rocks, which should have been artificially created.

But in the middle of the playground, there was a towering tree with luxuriant branches, which was very gratifying. There was a large piece under the tree, and was) the only place on the playground where there was soil.

In addition to these, the entire courtyardwais full of woods. A stone road, winding through the woods, can go from one end to the other, forming a zigzag semicircle connecting the two ends of the playground.

When Zhang Fei came out of the woods, he saw Mei’er, Yueyue and Fatty coming out of the house and started running on the playground. Lu Wenfeng had already been running on the playground.