The three big men who were exiled to the trio walked through the cliff at the edge of Minggui Peak for almost two quarters of an hour and finally officially stepped into the side peak station of the outer gate.

Although this mountain is bare, it is also the territory of Moshuang Mountain, so there are also moving arrays everywhere, and three of them set foot in it.

With a flash of light, it was teleported to a flat terrain on the hillside.

A continuous house has been built here like a village and town, all with a standard small house. The planning and design are very similar to the student dormitory of the fairy tale.

One horizontal row, one vertical row.

Forty small courtyards form four "outer gate residential communities".

This flat area with a very large area accounts for two-thirds.

The inner disciples had a single cave, with a generous place and a free structure. The outer disciples did not have such good treatment. This house built by Wang Liufu with the secret technique of the Five Elements was distributed to two of them.

When the Jiangxia trio came over, some outer disciples wearing Moshuangshan standard Taoist robes were pushing the exquisite small carts "friendly sponsorship" in Kunlunfang.

Bags of rice and grain and some bedding supplies were sent to four residential areas.

These daily supplies were purchased directly from Kunlunfang by Wang Liufu. The prices were discounted and the purchase quantity was large, which added an income to Lao Si.

"Huh, what are they doing?"

Qian Duo, a little fat man from the Southern Wilderness, walked out of the moving array, first looked at the residential area not far away with curiosity, then turned around and looked at the empty flat ground on the other side.

It turned out that there were twenty or thirty people, who were divided into several teams on the side, and were scolding and scolding the supervisor and scolding the strange things.

A group of people shouting horns and running in a row.

The queues were very untidy, which made the people supervising them very dissatisfied. They held bamboo sticks and whipped the guys who couldn't line up.

But no one dared to resist.

Seeing a few of them with bruised noses and swollen faces, they must have been taught a lesson before they learned the rules.

There is also a group of people lined up in a square array, spaced apart from each other.

He was holding his arms on the ground, his body stretched straight and his body kept rising and falling, while another instructor grabbed a whip and patrolled left and right.

If you encounter irregular movements, you will whip it up with a whip.

The last team is the strangest.

They sat down with pull-ups under a few horizontal bars just made of mountain spiritual bamboos.

Su, wearing an outer door ink suit, still looked cold, held his arms and stood beside him, supervising them with a straddle posture.

"If you want to practice the best immortal arts, you must first be strong and strong! Fortunately, the monks have spiritual energy to temper their bodies, and no matter how bad they are, they will not be much worse. But you mortals are all powerless!

Even if you teach you the Mohist techniques, how many can you do with your poor endurance?

Moreover, they are usually pampered and have no way to suffer.

If you want to practice, how can you bear the pain of spiritual energy quenching your body?

The elder of the outer sect already has a Yu order!

Before you practice formally, you must do fitness practice first, and use my external fitness techniques to forge your body, which is limited to one month! If you can't do it well, practice for another month!"

In front of these people.

On a large smooth stone, Jasmine, who was also wearing a small Mo family robes, was holding a loudspeaker in her hand and speaking to these hard-working mortals in a stern voice.

That serious expression and straight body looked like a qualified little foreman.

However, the scene in front of him reminded Lao Jiang of the military training of his previous life. In addition to these people dressed strangely, the embarrassed attitude of being trained was exactly the same as military training.

Although Shi Rui had seen this scene for the first time, he did not say much.

The third prince has been to his own military camp, and the new recruits are also trained in this way. Strengthening the body is only one aspect, but more importantly, training obedience.

Shi Rui secretly looked at Jiang Xia who was satisfied with her below.

He had already guessed in his mind that Lao Jiang had already regarded this outer power as his basic base before entering the mountain.

It's really just as he said.

Seeing that the new disciples who entered the outer sect all started training troops with Junior Brother Jiang’s strong subordinates as their backbone.

When I came to the outer door, I thought it was like I was going home.

"Huh, boss?"

The three of them were looking here. After the training, Jasmine threw the loudspeaker aside and was about to go back to the dormitory, but her eyes were very sharp and she found Jiang Xia and her party.

She ran over and stood two meters in front of Jiang Xia, trying to speak, but her face was strange.

"What's wrong?"

Lao Jiang asked.

"That...boss, I heard that you encountered something in the inner door."

Jasmine secretly glanced at Jiang Xia's face that had not yet disappeared. Her voice was lower, and she said like a mosquito:

"I heard that, I heard that boss, you are lustful and dared to tease the elder of the sect? I also heard that elder Shi Yan is a peerless beauty, but boss, how can you do this?

You are not like this in normal times.”

"I..."

Jiang Xia wants to explain.

But when the words came to his mouth, they turned into a helpless sigh.

It is true that good things never happen, and bad things pass through thousands of miles.

It was only a few hours before, even the people from the outside knew about their own affairs. Even if they thought about it with their butt, Jiang Xia knew that someone must be adding fuel to the fire.

His reputation is completely broken.

"I won't talk about this anymore, go and get my spare chip and prosthetic body."

Jiang Xia patted her empty left arm and said to Jasmine:

"Carry up three more houses for us, and we will live here for a long time afterwards."

"No need to clean up, boss."

Jasmine pointed to the top of the mountain with clouds and mist at a higher place and said:

"Old Wang has already given you three, and has prepared a room on the top of the mountain. It is said that Elder Sanbao also lives there. I would like to ask you to meet and chat with the boss."

"Okay, go, don't always call me Lao Wang. After all, I am a monk. Let's call me ok. It's amazing to be heard by others."

Jiang Xia took a cigarette, held it in her mouth, and gave an order. Jasmine immediately turned around and left to get his spare chip and prosthetic body for the boss.

Shi Rui and the little fat man were sent to the top of the mountain to settle in advance.

Ten minutes later, in Jasmine's courtyard, Jiang Xia opened her eyes again, and the chip reset gave him a familiar communication frequency band.

The return of the left-handed prosthetic body also made Lao Jiang feel a little more secure.

“The data migration agreement was launched.”

He issued the order, but he didn't expect to get a response, but he didn't expect that a data stream would be transmitted to the new chip database soon.

This means that the chip Shi Yan took out of his mind is still active. I really don’t know how Shi Yan recharges it.

But what is certain is that Shi Yan definitely doesn't understand how this thing works.

The data transmission process ended a few minutes later. The silver iron piece next to Lao Jiang's ear shone with a glimmer of light, and he immediately issued a new order.

"Start the original chip formatting protocol."

As the light was pounding in his ears, Jiang Xia and Jasmine thanked him and walked out the door. As soon as they walked out of the door, they remembered the faint voice of the moon in the chip communication.

"Boss, I've heard about you."

Jiang Xia is too lazy to explain now.

He lit another cigarette in depression. As soon as he turned on the fire, he heard Ruyue lower his voice and said:

"Boss, if you really have that demand, I...I can...you don't have to...I know...that...or I'll go to you tonight..."

"Stop!"
Chapter completed!