"Is knife sharpening also a skill of cultivating immortality?"

Xu Feng had been thinking about this question in his mind, and before he knew it, he was led by the knife sharpener to a small courtyard and arranged for him to live there.

In the meeting hall of the Modao lineage at Modao Peak, two mid-level apostles, a man and a woman, looked at their master with angry and helpless expressions on their faces.

"Master, didn't you promise your disciple that you would never look for your destined person again? Why did you find someone to go up the mountain again today?" the man couldn't help but complain.

"Yes, I heard that as soon as you enter the mountain gate, you will be arranged to be an inner disciple. Master, didn't you promise to give the last inner disciple spot of the Modao lineage to your junior brother Tang Juan? Why did you give it directly to an outsider? If your junior brother knew about it, he would definitely quarrel with you!" The woman next to him couldn't help but persuade.

"Ahem, today when I was traveling, I happened to meet a madman from the Witch Alliance. He wanted to kidnap a few people to the Witch Alliance!" The old face of the knife sharpener was slightly red. He knew that what he did was not very decent, but he still defended himself, "You also know that the Witch Alliance is a place where normal people can go. I happened to meet a pretty good guy there. Although he is just a low-level apostle, he has cultivated divine consciousness. I also cherished his talent and didn't want him to fall into the den of thieves of the Witch Alliance, so..."

"A low-level apostle can cultivate divine consciousness?" Guo Ji showed a look of surprise on his face: "Master, do you want him to practice the art of grinding the divine consciousness?"

"No hurry, no hurry, let him get familiar with the sect for a while first!" The knife sharpener shook his head and said, "Guo Ji, you are the eldest brother of the knife sharpening lineage, first pass on our knife sharpening lineage's entry-level skills to him, sharpening the body, sharpening the mind, sharpening the spirit, every step is indispensable!"

"Haha, Master, every time you bring back a junior disciple, the Sword Forging Hall makes a fortune. How much scrap metal are you planning to buy this time? They won't be like the previous ones, who couldn't stand the hardship after sharpening the knives for two months and even gave up their status as formal disciples to become menial disciples!" Ren Wanzhen's eyes turned into crescents when she smiled, and there was a hint of mockery in her tone.

Every once in a while, the knife sharpener would bring back a disciple. To join the knife sharpening lineage, one must first sharpen the knife. A water-grinding stone and a pile of scrap copper and iron weapons must be sharpened. As a result, the disciples brought back by the knife sharpener were exhausted after working for a few months. Some of them even gave up their official status as disciples of the knife sharpening lineage and ran to the outer sect of the Wanfa Sect to become menial disciples.

This incident had become a laughing stock in the Wanfa Sect. Everyone was laughing at the Modao lineage, which made the disciples of the Modao lineage feel ashamed, but they couldn't say anything. They could only secretly blame the leader of the Modao lineage, Modao Ke.

“Humph, they are blind and self-degrading!” Mo Dao politely said, “Although the Wan Fa Sect has 3,600 meridians, only a few hundred of them possess the complete skills to enter the immortal path. Our Mo Dao sect is one of them!”

"You clearly have the opportunity to practice the true scriptures, but you gave it up in vain. It's better not to have such a disciple!"

Guo Ji glanced at his junior sister beside him, and both of them showed helpless expressions on their faces.

"Master, is this the last time?" Ren Wanzhen said with a serious look on her face, "There are no more places for formal disciples and inner disciples in the Modao lineage. There is only one place for a true disciple left. If you bring another one back, you can only give him the place of a true disciple. If this is the case, we really have to rebel!"

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Xu Feng looked at the two books in his hands, and a helpless look appeared on his face.

Both books are skill books, one is about cultivation techniques, named "Wanjie Moshen Gong", and the other is about life skills, named "Knife Sharpening Technique".

The art of knife sharpening is easy to learn. You just need to sharpen broken knives and swords every day until you have worn out a hundred whetstones and condensed a so-called heart stone. This means you have achieved a small level of success in the art of knife sharpening.

"Is this technique for humans to practice? This is too scary!" Xu Feng looked at the skill book in his hand and was unable to start practicing.

"…Use the human body as stone, and temper it thousands of times, endure countless disasters, and become an immortal body! The first level, rolling! Lie naked on the stone slab, and use a ten-foot-long wooden stick to press your body hard,...; hammer!... Use the wooden stick to hit your whole body,...; forge!... Place the naked body in iron sand, and burn it for four hours every day...; grind!... Crush the crystal into diamond sand, put it into the stone mill, jump into it naked, and grind your whole body as the stone mill turns..."

Just by reading the beginning, Xu Feng felt a chill. After rolling, hammering, forging, and grinding, even if Xu Feng was made of steel alloy, he would probably become a pile of slag. Moreover, this was only the beginning. He would have to go through countless tribulations, and each tribulation was like walking through the gates of hell.

Thunder calamity, fire calamity, wind calamity, water calamity, wood calamity, earth calamity, sword and weapon calamity, ghost calamity, and spirit calamity...

These tribulations, just reading them once, made him feel cold all over. How could Xu Feng dare to practice such a technique! "This thing is scary just looking at it!" Xu Feng thought to himself, "I already have an S-level profession and an S-level talent. As long as I earn enough gold and upgrade my S-level talent, my own strength will not be bad. I may become a transcendent in the future. Why bother practicing such an inhumane technique?"

Just then, a middle-aged man walked in. Seeing Xu Feng holding the martial arts book in his hand with sweat on his forehead, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

"Haha, it's not easy to be an inner disciple of the Modao lineage." Guo Ji said secretly in his heart.

"Greetings, junior brother!" Guo Ji stepped forward and bowed to Xu Feng.

"Oh, oh!" Xu Feng raised his head and saw Guo Ji, and quickly stood up. Judging from the clothes Guo Ji was wearing, he should be a true disciple of the Wanfa Sect's Modao lineage, and his status and position were higher than his.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"This martial arts book is too scary. It made me so uneasy that I didn't even notice someone coming in." Xu Feng hurriedly returned the greeting to Guo Ji.

At this time, Xu Feng had already cultivated his spiritual consciousness due to his practice of the soul-forging technique. Within a range of ten meters, even flying flowers and falling leaves could not escape his spiritual consciousness, let alone a living person like this!

It was really that the "Wanjie Moshen Gong" was too scary and breathtaking, making Xu Feng uneasy and unable to explore his surroundings.

"Haha, I am the true disciple of Master Modao, the elder. I am the eldest senior brother of this lineage. I obey Master's order and come here to explain the true scriptures to you..." Guo Ji said with a smile: "It seems that you are studying seriously. I wonder when you will start practicing? Do you have any doubts about the true scriptures?"

Xu Feng looked at the two books of skills in his hands, pondered for a long time, and couldn't help asking: "Big Brother, have you practiced all of these skills?"

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(End of this chapter)