It was already dark outside the hall. Wen Jing stood with seventy new disciples, listening to the sect master explaining the sect rules: "You should uphold justice, eradicate evil ways, strictly prohibit evil cultivation, and not harm fellow disciples..."
Wen Jing silently watched the gray-clothed disciple who had just snatched the flag being taken down the mountain. He opened the system and a green frame popped out.
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"It's getting late, let's all go." After a while, Xi Fang finished explaining the sect rules, encouraged his disciples to practice diligently, and ended.
Liu Qianmo was smiling and waited for Wen Jing to run up to him and said, "Silly boy, why do you want to come to Huishi Peak?"
Wen Jing glanced at the elegant man next to him and said embarrassedly, "You saved me last time. I think you are good people and I want to learn some skills from you."
Liu Qianmo smiled and said, "Okay, you have good eyesight. Let's go!"
When they arrived at the side of the cliff, Liu Qianmo didn't care that Wen Jing was covered in mud, he carried him on his shoulders and took off with the wind.
The wind whistled in his ears, and there was a cliff thousands of feet below him, which was gray and foggy, and bottomless. Wen Jing's whole body was stiff, and he closed his eyes and thought to himself, "Death, death, death..."
After a long time, his feet finally stepped on the hard ground. Wen Jing climbed down from Liu Qianmo and looked around carefully. He saw the sky full of red clouds, reflecting the dark forest. In the distance, there was a huge stone, with fluttering sleeves and a sword pointing to the sky, just like a Taoist practicing swordsman.
Liu Qianmo's gentle voice came: "Legend has it that Qingxu often practiced swordsmanship here. The stone in the mountains got his spiritual energy and admired him. It gradually became like him, so it was called 'Hui Shi', one of the eight scenic spots in Xunyang."
Wen Jing nodded, excited.
Liu Qianmo led him to walk in the forest, and Jun Yanzhi followed them silently. After a while, the three of them stopped in front of a stone house, with a clear spring beside them. In front of the house, there was a flat ground used for martial arts practice, but it was covered with fallen leaves and dust. Next to it was a cliff that seemed to have been uninhabited for a long time.
Liu Qianmo silently recited the formula, and the wind rose in his palm. Soon, all the fallen leaves were blown to the bottom of the cliff.
"There are few people in my Huishi Peak, but fortunately there are many houses, one for each person. This place was originally for fifteen disciples to live in, and now you live alone."
Wen Jing nodded.
Liu Qianmo put down a storage bag: "There are quilts, clothes, and food in it. Clean the room tonight before going to bed - do you need help?"
Wen Jing shook his head quickly.
"I don't think so... Following a grandfather like that, I'm afraid I would have learned everything a long time ago." He gently touched Wen Jing's head, thought for a while, and took out a half-new blue book from his storage bag, "This is the most basic fifteen kinds of magic. You have cultivation but don't know any magic. How can you protect yourself? You are only at the fifth level of Qi training now, so you should only be able to practice two or three kinds. Practice slowly."
Wen Jing nodded again quickly.
Liu Qianmo smiled and said, "You can only shake your head when you nod. You are such a silly boy."
Wen Jing said embarrassedly, "I am not good at speaking."
Liu Qianmo smiled and said, "It's getting late. We'll leave first. You stay here for a few days to get familiar with the environment. I'll come to see you in three days."
Then he flew into the air.
Jun Yanzhi had been standing behind the two of them, but he never said a word. At this moment, he also flew up silently, just looking at Wen Jing lightly.
Wen Jing knew that he was always quiet and didn't care. He hurriedly said, "Goodbye, two senior brothers!"
Liu Qianmo and Jun Yanzhi were flying in the air, and smiled, "That silly boy is quite likable."
Jun Yanzhi remained silent.
Liu Qianmo seemed to be thinking about something, and said, "It's a pity that his grandfather is so cruel. He not only allowed him to improve his cultivation, but also didn't let him learn any magic. He must be afraid that Lu Jing would learn the skills to use against him. The people who raised him for many years treated him like this. I'm afraid he must be very hurt."
"...Yeah."
Liu Qianmo seemed to be worried and sighed, "Now I finally have ten disciples. As long as they practice hard, it won't be too bad in three years. How is your "Bu Yuan Gong"? "
"I've reached the third level."
"I want to practice to the fifth level within three years, or I can enter the middle stage of foundation building."
Jun Yanzhi said lightly, "I'll try my best."
"Master... I'm afraid he will come out of retreat within half a year..." He stopped here, thinking, what if he comes out? He still doesn't care about them? Thinking about it, he
felt sad again, and said goodbye to Jun Yanzhi halfway, and they went back separately.
It was getting late. Wen Jing lit a candle and opened the door of the stone house. He saw that the room was very spacious, with a brick bed, which was big enough for more than a dozen people to roll around on. The furniture was simple, with tables and chairs, but it was covered with dust and cobwebs, so it was temporarily uninhabitable.
Wen Jing thought that since he had three days off, he didn't need to sleep tonight, so he took out cleaning tools from his storage bag, fetched water from the mountain spring next to the stone house, wiped the table, swept the floor, and cleaned the cobwebs. He was busy until late at night, and the house was completely new.
He was sweating all over and hungry at the moment. He quickly made a bowl of noodles, fetched a bucket of water with a bucket, and took off his clothes to take a bath next to the mountain spring.
The cold wind blew on his cock, and the mountain spring was cool, and Wen Jing shivered all over.
After washing, the sky was slightly bright. Wen Jing changed his clothes and slept for a whole day and night. Finally, he got enough sleep and adapted to the new environment.
In the morning, the mountain air was fresh and the mist was hazy. Wen Jing sat down in the open space in front of the stone house, took out the blue book that Liu Qianmo gave him, and began to practice the most basic attack technique, the light piercing technique.
"Pure Brightness" is a technique to improve cultivation.
Techniques are moves. The higher the cultivation, the more powerful the technique.
The words in the book are clear. Wen Jing followed the instructions in the book and slowly gathered the spiritual energy around him. Three days passed in a flash.
He was practicing attentively that day. A small ball of spiritual energy slowly gathered in his hands. It was faintly blue and hazy, and it looked very beautiful. Wen Jing was extremely happy, but he heard someone behind him laughing and saying, "Some progress?"
Wen Jing turned around quickly and saw Liu Qianmo standing by the spring dressed in white. He stood up quickly and held the ball of spiritual energy in his hands like a treasure for Liu Qianmo to see.
Liu Qianmo nodded slightly, "Not bad."
This child's qualifications are not very good, nor is he very smart. Jun Yanzhi learned the light thorn technique in an hour and a half. In terms of comprehension alone, he was the best in Huishi Peak and the entire Qingxu Sword Sect. I was a little worse, but it only took me most of the day. This child took three days to gather such a hazy ball of light, which can be said to be mediocre in comprehension.
But it is not the worst.
When the sixth and eighth junior brothers learned the light thorn technique, it took about four or five days to achieve Wen Jing's achievement.
Liu Qianmo said, "Your spiritual energy is warm and gentle, how can I attack?"
Wen Jing said, "I can't attack."
Liu Qianmo gathered a ball of spiritual energy in his hand, with white light. It was originally soft and round like Wen Jing's, but suddenly it flew out at an extremely fast speed, shaped like a dagger, and immediately split the tree trunk, making a deep cut.
Liu Qianmo said, "Only by solidifying your spiritual energy can you become indestructible. The gray-clothed youth who fought with you a few days ago had spiritual energy like a stone. Although it caused bleeding and injury when it hit people, it was not as powerful as this blade. It was also because he did not specialize in it. Although this technique is superficial, it has many variations and great effects. You should understand it carefully and practice it diligently."
"Yes."
Liu Qianmo said, "From now on, you will practice in the morning and do odd jobs in the afternoon. Do you know?"
Wen Jing nodded quickly.
After being led by Liu Qianmo through the forest for a while, they came to a place full of green vegetables and herbs, surrounded by a fence. It seemed that there were two young men busy. Wen Jing looked at the vegetable garden and felt like he was back in Qingquan Village, so he asked, "Growing vegetables?"
Liu Qianmo said, "Have you ever grown vegetables
before?" Wen Jing nodded and said, "I used to grow vegetables with my grandfather every day."
Liu Qianmo said, "Qingxu Sword Sect only cares about the disciples' training. Each peak has to take care of their own food, clothing and other expenses. The more you work, the more you get." He said with a bit of embarrassment, "We only have ten disciples, so our life... is naturally a bit hard. Growing vegetables and spiritual herbs is not a big deal." It is the top priority.
Wen Jing nodded: "No problem, I can grow vegetables."
Liu Qianmo smiled and said: "That's good. After you build your foundation, the sect will naturally give you monthly spirit stones and elixirs, but now you have to work harder." He took him into the vegetable garden and said: "Your senior brothers Mo and Gu are working here with you."
The two who were busy had heard the movement, stopped their work, and looked at Wen Jing. One of them was Mo Shaoyan, whom he had seen in Qingquan Village. He had a handsome appearance, but a ruffian look.
Liu Qianmo smiled and said, "This is Lu Jing I mentioned to you. He will work in the vegetable garden from today on. You should take good care of him and don't bully him."
Mo Shaoyan smiled and said slowly, "Senior brother is wise. He tricked him in."
The other young man was named Gu Jinping, tall and thin, about seventeen or eighteen years old. He looked Wen Jing up and down for a while, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, this child is so young, can he do any work?"
Mo Shaoyan said: "He should be able to do more work than you."
Gu Jinping was a little angry: "How do you talk to me? I am at least your seventh senior brother."
Mo Shaoyan said: "I can't talk, and you can't do any work, it's the same."
Gu Jinping was so angry that he could hardly calm down: "Senior brother, he was rude to me for no reason again!"
Mo Shaoyan said slowly: "Senior brother is wise."
Liu Qianmo felt a headache: "If you two quarrel again, you don't have to go down the mountain with me for a year. First teach Lu Jing to get familiar with the things in the vegetable garden."
Gu Jinping was angry and didn't want to come over to talk, so Mo Shaoyan led Wen Jing to walk in the garden.
Wen Jing didn't say much. After he had looked at the vegetable garden almost once, he picked up the bucket and went to the mountain spring to fetch water. He came back and irrigated and cared for the vegetables carefully.
Seeing that he was doing well, being honest, obedient and hardworking, Liu Qianmo was pleased and excited to praise him in his heart, but on the surface he just said lightly: "Well, you guys are busy. I will come to see you in a few days."
After that, he left.
From then on, Wen Jing settled down in Huishi Peak, practicing in the morning and working in the vegetable garden in the afternoon. Mo Shaoyan and Gu Jinping had some disagreements and often quarreled. Other than that, Wen Jing's life was fulfilling, much more cheerful and comfortable than when he was in Qingquan Village, and his laughter could be heard every day.
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