The senior brothers who were good at weapon cultivation explained things very carefully. When the new disciples asked them questions, they were also extremely patient, answering every word without any impatience. They did not have any other thoughts at all just because they were not on the same peak.
They even used simple terms to replace the professional terms they learned so that the new disciples could better understand the meaning of their words.
But I heard that there is a sequence in learning and specialization in skills. Even though the senior brothers who were good at weapon cultivation had explained everything in detail, the new disciple was still confused and simply summed it up in four words: Awesome, I admire you!
"If you are interested in weapon cultivation, after your training, you can come to our Forging Will Peak and learn more."
After everything was explained, one of the weapon-cultivating brothers smiled and spoke, looking at the new disciples whose eyes were still filled with surprise.
However, after hearing this, the new disciples took a step back and shook their heads. Although they admired him, they knew their own strengths and weaknesses very well.
Seeing the reactions of the new disciples, the weapon cultivators' senior brothers all laughed.
"I haven't even asked the brothers their names yet. We can't just keep calling them brothers."
"Zhong Luan," the leading weapon cultivator spoke first, followed by the two beside him, "Yu Xuan," and "Su Cheng."
After they finished their introductions, it was time for the new disciples to introduce themselves. After an unknown amount of time, the people on the deck stopped discussing. At this moment, they suddenly looked around, and it took them a while to realize that their Senior Brother Shen and Senior Sister Ning had left the deck at some point.
"Okay, all of you go find your rooms and get some rest." Zhong Luan didn't care who was missing, he just reminded them softly:
"Only when you are in good spirits can you properly train. Don't blame me for not reminding you." Zhong Luan paused deliberately at this point, looking at the new disciples who were getting nervous, and continued:
"The monsters you're training with this time aren't the illusions you saw in your past training sessions. They're real monsters. If you're not careful, you might get hurt. Don't cry then."
After hearing this, the new disciples were mostly excited, but also a little panicked.
"Men don't shed tears easily. I won't cry. I will definitely drive those monsters that are wreaking havoc on the world back to where they belong." Yang Huaimin tightened the sword in his hand.
As if he was thinking of some painful memories, the veins on his hands were clearly visible and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.
"It's good to have ambition, but you must not be reckless in the face of strength."
As he spoke, Zhong Luan placed his hand on Yang Huaimin's shoulder. Spiritual energy gently emanated from his palm, and he whispered to him alone, "Those who cultivate immortality must not be blinded by hatred."
"Revenge can be your temporary motivation, but it can never be your lifelong motivation."
To outsiders, it seemed that Zhong Luan was pleased with Yang Huaimin's ambition and patted him on the shoulder because he had high hopes for him. However, they did not know that Yang Huaimin was extremely shocked at this moment.
He was surprised that he didn't say anything, as his senior brother saw through him at a glance.
Those monsters had no conscience and killed his family. If his benefactor had not rescued him that day, he would have died tragically at the hands of those monsters.
Later, when his benefactor saw that he had nowhere to go, he told him that with his talent he could go to Tianyan Sect to become a disciple and cultivate immortality, and bide his time.
The resentment in his heart did not fade with time, but instead grew deeper and deeper. Now, Senior Brother Zhong's words have dispersed some of the dark clouds in his heart.
Senior Brother Zhong Luan was right, he cultivated immortality for revenge.
He could not get over the pain of losing his family. He could not be a saint, but now he wanted to try and make sure there was one less "Yang Huaimin" in the world.
Seeing that Yang Huaimin had regained his sanity, Zhong Luan, Yu Xuan and Su Cheng smiled at each other.
He Song stood among the disciples, and after seeing Zhong Luan showing such favor to Yang Huaimin, he felt a little confused.
However, the next moment, Zhong Luan's gaze fell on him.
He Song seldom chatted with others, but the moment he looked into Zhong Luan's eyes, he actually felt a sense of clarity in his heart.
Zhong Luan clearly didn't say anything, but he subconsciously felt that the person in front of him seemed to be able to see through his heart and see his dirty thoughts.
Zhong Luan frowned slightly, but soon relaxed again. He smiled and said, "You are the disciple that Sect Master Wu accepted this time, right?"
After realizing that this person was talking to him, He Song nodded subconsciously.
"If I remember correctly, Sect Master Wu is a swordsman who practices the Way of Mercy. Why is Junior Brother He so desperate that he wants to cut off all love?"
Yu Xuan, who was standing by, also realized something and, in coordination with Zhong Luan, asked with a smile, "Haven't you ever thought about marrying a beautiful bride?"
Over the past few hundred years, there have been many couples who have ascended to the world of immortal cultivation together.
It's because the path to becoming an immortal is already too bumpy. If you have the chance to meet someone with whom you can talk heart to heart, you will naturally cherish this relationship even more.
He Song didn't expect the two brothers to ask such a question, and lowered his head. "Relationships are really troublesome, He Song doesn't dare to think about it."
I didn't expect He Song to give such an answer. For a moment, I couldn't stop laughing.
"Then I hope that when Junior Brother He meets the beautiful lady of his dreams, he won't regret his decision to choose the ruthless path."
Zhong Luan did not make things difficult for He Song and stopped talking in time.
He Song naturally did not refute, but nodded, thinking in his heart: How can those who want to achieve great things be swayed by emotions?
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