"You are right. Why don't you take in two more disciples this time to help you with the burden?"

Seeing Bai Yunshu's leisurely look, Geng Jihuan threw the account aside and chose to lie down.

"Let's wait and see until the Trial Conference. By then, the group that went out for training should be back. Oh, and they have to count the spiritual energy that is distributed every month..."

Thinking of this, she picked up the bill that had been thrown away and put it on the table honestly.

Bai Yunshu looked at her like that and smiled helplessly.

"You don't have to give me my money. Take out this month's money and buy some nourishing food for the new disciples. If that doesn't work, make them some pickled mustard greens. I think their eyes will light up."

Geng Jihuan didn't believe it.

"Is it that serious? There is no way. Fasting requires eating light food."

"If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself."

Bai Yunshu gestured to her, and Geng Jihuan thought about it.

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

She plans to let her disciples start eating at the end of the month.

As for the course progress, Bai Yunshu and Yue Daiyuan were in charge of the first half of the month, Geng Jihuan and Nan Lezhi were in charge of the second half of the month. After Bai Yunshu finished teaching the essentials and formulas of sword control, he returned to Mu Peak and lay down.

After learning how to draw Qi into the body, the disciples knew how to skillfully control the gathered spiritual power and began to learn how to wield swords.

The sword is a very ordinary iron sword, but one must transfer one's own spiritual energy to the sword, let it move according to one's will, and also be able to move the whole person.

Yue Daiyuan asked him to swing the sword 8,000 times a day. In order to hold the sword steadily and move people, he also had to master the basic swordsmanship.

The effect of physical training has been evident, and the disciples can do it if they grit their teeth. However, as for controlling the sword and concentrating consciousness, they feel it is full of difficulties.

After all, inner strength, sword intent, and mnemonics are all indispensable. After half a month, only a few people can control the sword steadily, and many people fall flat on their faces while standing on the sword.

Even Yan Weiwan was wobbling and could seldom complete a circle smoothly. Yin Huan's spiritual power fluctuated greatly, and he could complete it easily when things were going smoothly, but accidents always happened frequently.

Yue Daiyuan couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

"You guys are not qualified enough, but you still want to cultivate immortality? Go home and farm! You still can't get the hang of it after half a month."

She looked at everyone and spoke sternly.

Some disciples were angry, and Yue Daiyuan spoke directly

"Those who cannot bear to be preached should get out of the mountain immediately. Xuan Yingzong will not try to keep you here. Don't bother me here. You are a rotten tree that cannot be carved."

There was actually a disciple who dropped his sword on the spot, took his bag from Geng Jihuan and left.

Yan Weiwan looked at the people leaving and asked Yin Huan.

“Do you think they will regret it?”

Yin Huan shook his head.

"I don't know. There are three thousand great ways, and each has its own way. Maybe some people are really not suitable for cultivating immortals?"

She looked at Yan Weiwan.

"Many of you are the best among people, and can even be called geniuses. But here, there are too many geniuses, and you are still scolded as waste. It's normal that you can't stand it. Will you be unable to hold on and leave?"

Yan Weiwan shook his head firmly.

"That's definitely not the case. Maybe returning to the masses would be easy, but it's not too late for me. I want to strive for advancement. I want to cultivate. No matter how hard it is, I won't give up."

Yin Huan looked at her with a passionate look, and her smile turned up.

She was also very enthusiastic at first, but was soon mocked by Yue Daiyuan.

She had poor control over the sword, and it flew towards the crowd several times, almost injuring her disciples.

Yue Daiyuan asked her.

"Why did you go to Xuanying?"

Yin Huan chose to tell the truth.

"No reason, but for Elder Ying Su. I am her disciple."

She spoke word by word, but was interrupted by Yue Daiyuan raising her hand the next second.

"With your qualifications, how can you be her apprentice? Put away your unrealistic thoughts."

Yin Huan thought back to the day when she first met Xuan Ying. Some people also said that Bai Yun Shu would not accept her as his disciple.

She smiled bitterly.

"You are not the first person to say that, but I have my own persistence. I will prove it to you, Elder Yue. Why are you so aggressive? Did Elder Yue reach the sky in one step when he first started practicing?"

Isn't it the sword control? It took her five days to master the trick before, and now she can definitely get started quickly.

There are always people who say that hard work is nothing compared to talent and opportunity, but she just doesn't believe it.

Yin Huan is in a conflict with Yue Daiyuan.

Yin Huan openly challenged Yue Daiyuan, and Yue Daiyuan became extremely angry.

"Really? Then I want to see what you want."

Everyone was so angry that they dared not breathe. Yue Daiyuan just turned away and left.

Yan Weiwan asked Yin Huan afterwards.

"Why are you so obsessed with Elder Yu Yingsu? You have been obsessed with him since the beginning of your visit."

Yin Huan looked into the distance and replied to her unusually calmly.

"She saved me and led me here to learn from her master, so I want to be her disciple."

She didn't tell the real reason.

She just wanted to expose her hypocrisy to others.

On a deeper level, there is another reason.

All the disciples here are very good, and she doesn't want them to choose Bai Yunshu's path, especially Yan Weiwan.

Yan Weiwan is her first friend, and with her qualifications, she is likely to be the first.

Yin Huan didn't dare to think that she would become Bai Yunshu's disciple, would choose the path of Cang Dong, would die...

Yan Weiwan nodded thoughtfully and patted her shoulder to encourage her.

"Then let's work hard together!"

Yin smiled and nodded.

As the trial meeting was on a tight schedule, the disciples had some private practice time after dinner in the afternoon.

Either alone or in groups of three or five, they discussed the essentials and figured out how to master balance and control.

Yin Huan and Yan Weiwan both held their swords and began to practice with painful expressions on their faces.

Yan Weiwan can already fly the sword steadily, but he cannot fly too high. Yin Huan sees this and becomes anxious.

She chanted the incantation, controlled the sword to float, and jumped directly on.

Because Yue Daiyuan looked down on her, she basically practiced with resentment.

She controlled the sword, thinking about her target.

The sword was getting faster and higher.

Seeing that she was already able to control it, Yan Weiwan encouraged her not to be afraid.

Yin Huan was certainly not afraid, but she discovered another fatal problem.

She couldn't stop her own spiritual energy. As if sensing what she was thinking, the sword led her straight to Mu Peak.

Yin Huan thought it was over!

From Yan Weiwan's perspective, she disappeared in a flash.

She tried hard to control the sword and chanted the order to stop the sword, but it was completely useless.

Until she flew over Mufeng Mountain, the sword stopped abruptly, and Yin Huan's eyes went dark.

The sound of the wind echoed in her ears, she closed her eyes tightly, waiting for the pain to come.

She was panic-stricken and her whole body was stiff.

“Hmm…”

But the pain she had imagined did not come. Instead, she hit a soft pad of flesh and heard a familiar groan in her ears.

Bai Yunshu really couldn't understand why a sword and a person fell from the sky?

It just happened to hit her.

She had just released blood to nourish the snake and was now practicing breathing exercises.

The blood snake was not welcomed by others. She even practiced some magic to provide blood essence. After being disturbed like this, the magic was directly devoured.

"puff!"

Due to the collision, she suddenly vomited blood, and the next second there was someone in her arms.

She looked down and saw Yin Huan slowly closing his eyes.

The four looked at each other in silence.