Ningxia said, "Deputy Manager Liu, I want to join the palace protection team. Can you recommend it for me?"

Since he had the Phoenix Balance, for him, the danger was almost the same as that of Jinlan.

He has nine lives, and he can't die if he doesn't do anything big.

Deputy Manager Liu was shocked and felt that it might be because he was unclear and misleading Ningxia. He quickly exaggerated the risks of the palace protection team again, such as someone who was killed, someone who was bitten by a monster, and someone who had a lifelong disability.

Ningxia said, "Deputy Manager Liu, I am a refugee, and I have not died in the mouth of monsters. It is already God's favor. I am not afraid of risks. I just want to join the palace guard team, work hard for the academy, and avenge the villagers who died."

Ningxia had a firm attitude, and Deputy Manager Liu sighed, "It's rare that you have a innocent heart. Forget it, I'll go and tell you."

The palace protection team is recruiting a large number of people, and Deputy Manager Liu is threading needles and threading, Ningxia successfully joined the palace protection team.

His residence was also changed to the palace guard team courtyard, and his meals were transferred to the palace guard team canteen.

In Ningxia's view, joining the Palace Guarding Team is definitely a good move.

The salary of 300 yuan per month is free of all food and accommodation. The most important thing is that the palace protection team has also opened public refining houses for the team members to train.

He was assigned to the evening shift, and only patrols twice a day. During the rest of the time, he just stayed in the school and was always ready to wait for the call.

Ningxia is so satisfied with such treatment.

He was so eager for power that he became fascinated by his cultivation. He spent all day in public refining rooms, fiddling with various equipment, and stimulating his qi and blood.

What’s even more rare is that the small canteen does not provide limited meat, and Ningxia’s happiness is almost shedding tears.

Hu, Hu.

In the nearly 300 square meters of public refining room, Ningxia held a wide-backed sword in his hand, and practiced in a very good manner.

At the same time, his four arms, chest and abdomen were tied with black cloth bags, and heavy iron sand was contained inside. His body was at least 80 pounds.

He practiced a set of sword techniques called "Qianjun Sword". Fei Ming, the captain of the palace protection team who taught the sword techniques, was also a student in the school, guiding the seventh level of cultivation.

According to Fei Ming, Qianjun Slash is an entry-level sword technique. It is simple and efficient, and can effectively stimulate qi and blood. It is extremely friendly to guide early cultivators.

After half a month of continuous practice, Ningxia has been practicing Thousand-Minute Slash.

His hard work and hard practice attracted the attention of many people.

After learning about his refugee origin, everyone felt relieved and no one came to disturb him.

Captain Fei Ming came to give him some advice and asked him to be relaxed and not rush to achieve success.

Ningxia agreed, but it was still the same.

Fei Ming no longer cared about him. After half a month, Ningxia's arms were once again stretched red by the full blood of qi and blood, and the coolness in the sky gradually faded away.

Ningxia was very satisfied with the progress of his cultivation. Although Qianjunzhan did not learn any skills, the gratifying changes in Tianguanqiao made him clearly know that his efforts were not in vain.

Hu, Hu...

Bang, bang...

His breathing became more and more symmetrical, and the sound of the slashing slashing on the iron crossbow was getting closer and closer. After more than a month of practice, Ningxia was able to use the Thousand-Minute Slashing General and Slashing Sword to slash out a ray of sword wind.

At the same time, a ray of warmth gradually rose from the Tianguankou.

Fei Ming came again halfway through the way. Ningxia was so crazy that he simply stayed in the refining room to practice swords at night. When he was tired, he would rest in the refining room.

His reputation as a madman in practicing swords has been widely circulated within the palace guard team.

Fei Ming's arrival was not to give him some advice, but to check his qi and blood, worried that he would overtrain, and his qi and blood would collapse and die in the refining room.

What surprised Fei Ming was that as the practice continued, Ningxia's qi and blood were ignited, and its skin became redder and redder, but there was no sign of stagnation of qi and blood and turning black.

With this question, Fei Ming went to Ningxia's place of residence, the service house, and said, "It's like such an adventure" and stopped coming.

The crazy practice of Ningxia without worrying about the collapse of qi and blood is indeed due to the previous disaster of "qi and blood storm, black evil spirits kill the heart".

After this disaster, Ningxia's tendons were thick and tough to a considerable extent.

Although he practiced the knife wildly and swelled up the swelling of blood, as long as he rested for a little while, the thick tendons and meridians could immediately drain the accumulated qi and blood under the action of the Guidance Skill.

On this day, Ningxia was in full swing, and a passionate whistle suddenly came from the room.

Ningxia hurriedly took off the heavy protective gear on her body and rushed to the gathering place with a sabre.

In less than five minutes, the 120 palace guard team completed the assembly.

The captain Fei Ming, who was standing in front of him, put away the countdown hourglass, nodded with satisfaction, and said with a serious look, "You guys, the newly received news has begun to rage the north of the city again. The Academy and the City Defense Forces have rushed over to help. But the other directions cannot be said to be safe.

To this end, the Academy ordered our palace guard team to go to the south, east and west of the city to undertake warning tasks respectively.

Don't worry, there is also the power of the city defense force in these three directions, and we are not fighting alone. Now we start to assign tasks, the first squadron..."

Ningxia is divided into the third team of the third squadron. The squadron leader Jia Quan and the squadron leader Wang Shuisheng. The leader of the team is not the squadron leader Jia Quan, but the student of the academy and the savior Chen Zilong of Ningxia.

Everyone left on war horses. Ningxia had never learned how to ride a horse, so she could only tie her body half to the horse's back and set off with the team.

The bumpy road was all the way, with Wang Shuisheng's careful guidance, he gradually grasped the key points. He could loosen the rope in the last half of the journey and rode normally, but his posture was still awkward.

Under Chen Zilong's dispatch, the third team led by Wang Shuisheng was assigned to the left to inspect six villages including Xinzhuang, Zhougang, Hongmiao, etc.

When I arrived at the ground, it was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening. The clouds in the sky were thick and the moonlight was dark.

The village chiefs of the three villages had already been notified and moved the villagers to the temporary forts built by each village early.

The village was extremely quiet, with no roosters crowing and dogs barking, only the creaking sound of cicadas left.

A team of nearly forty people was divided into three groups by Wang Shuisheng, and each group patrolled two villages separately.

The third group where Ningxia is located is led by Wang Shuisheng himself, responsible for inspecting the two villages of Xinzhuang and Zhougang.

A cavalry team of more than ten people formed a semicircular formation, with the lowest cultivation level in Ningxia, and was arranged by Wang Shuisheng in the center of the circular formation.

The monsters are cunning and cruel, and the members of the Palace Guardian Team basically have experience in fighting monsters.

Although this warning mission is not arduous, it is likely that it is just a matter of too much concern in the Academy and there is no danger.

But when I left the city's guards, everyone's nerves were tense when they arrived in this village.

Even though Wang Shuisheng consciously activates the atmosphere and chats with everyone, everyone's expressions never show any sign of Ping Ning.

Gradually, time came to the second half of the night, and the cold became heavier. I patrolled back and forth for the middle of the night, but there was no sign of anything unusual.

Moreover, there was no call for support in the Xunjue held by Wang Shuisheng, and everyone's tense nerves gradually relaxed.

Finally, Wang Shuisheng chose a courtyard and led a team to enter, tied the horses on one side. Everyone gathered against the wall to rest, either eating jerky or replenishing water.

Wang Shuisheng chose a location with great clues. There was an open area in front of him, and it was facing the entrance of the village, with a great view.

He ordered three team members to take charge of the night, and then arranged the rotation order, so he asked the rest of the people to rest quickly.

After practicing in Ningxia for most of the day, she was very tired, and then she caught up with the task. She bumped on the horse's back for the middle of the night, and her skin was soft and soft.

Wang Shuisheng was called rest, so he leaned against the wall and fell asleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but a shrill whistle woke him up. Then he was slapped on the shoulder and opened his eyes when he heard the sound of an restless horse neighing.

He stood up and crossed his sword, his hazy sleepiness suddenly disappeared. He looked closely and saw that eight or nine monsters were slowly moving towards this place on the open ground in front of him.

The monsters are obviously the same species, and they are 70 to 80% similar to mice, but their size is comparable to ordinary domestic pigs. They have sharp silver bulges on their mouths and a purple pattern on their backs, which run through the entire head and tail.

"Purple-backed iron pecking rats, everyone forms a formation. As long as they hold on for half an hour, reinforcements will definitely arrive."

Wang Musheng said firmly, but no one knew that there would be a hard battle with his extremely solemn expression.

"Captain Wang is right. It's just a group of purple-backed iron pecking mice. It's nothing special. This thing is just a sharp mouth, thick skin, and fast speed. It's impossible for us to have Qi training realm. As long as we form a formation and defend, we will definitely wait for reinforcements."

Liu Quan, who was talking, was a middle-aged man in his thirties. He had rich experience in fighting. His comfort made everyone feel a little relaxed.

But Ningxia didn't think so. When he was reading room No. 3, he saw an introduction about the purple-backed iron-pecking mouse pecking.

This guy has a copper-skinned and iron bones, and his speed is amazing. The most troublesome thing is living in groups.

At this moment, the purple-backed iron pecked at the rat knot without moving, obviously waiting for the order of the rat with a obviously larger figure.

There are not many discussions about the purple-backed iron-pecking rat in "The Hundred Demons" and the headed rat occupies a considerable amount of space in this small amount.

The rat is called to the group of rats, with a domineering and cunning temperament, which is extremely difficult to kill.

Moreover, the cultivation of the guards is not high, and the team leader Wang Shuisheng is only at the fourth level of guidance, while the rest are between the second and third level.

With such cultivation, there is no absolute chance of winning against ordinary monsters, let alone the cluster of purple-backed iron-peckers.

The rats stood still, and everyone's emotions were extremely tense.

Ningxia's eyes were locked, and suddenly he smelled a faint smell of smoke and dust. He shouted loudly, "Behind, behind."

Almost everyone jumped away, and with a rumbling sound, the wall behind them collapsed, and bricks and stones flew like rain.

In the rolling smoke and dust, five purple-backed iron-pegging rats rushed over. Everyone grabbed the knife in their hands. Five purple-backed iron-pegging rats actually passed by the formation. The two team members were rushed to the point of being tilted and spit out blood.

Wang Shuisheng stared and said, "You retreat first and lure the rats away. I will fight the rats alone."

With his order, everyone turned over the horse. He took out an iron bow from behind, bent his bow and arrows continuously, and shot straight at the rat.
Chapter completed!