Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 127: Weird Ways of Cultivation (15)

Disciples of the Wanfa Sect are not allowed to go out at will except on vacation or for special events, and they must have a corresponding note every time they go out.

After checking the notes and reviewing the permission, and finding out that Lin Yuan was actually going to Zhengyi Sect, the foundation-building disciple in charge of checking the notes said seriously, "Junior Brother Lin, you must be careful when you go there."

"What's wrong? Do the cultivators of Zhengyi Sect hate the Wanfa Sect?" Lin Yuan asked puzzledly.

Thinking back, he remembered the several Zhengyi monks he met in the Ghost Hall. They all seemed easy to talk to and quite lovely.

A few little girls, about seven or eight years old, found everything new to them and spoke in childish language. They looked no different from ordinary girls.

Seeing Lin Yuan's confusion, the disciple said, "That's not the case, but some of the cultivators of the Zhengyi sect are superstitious and want to chop everything they see. It's okay for the disciples who have just entered the sect, but they become more and more crazy, and will gradually get better after they have established their foundation. So if it is not necessary, we don't recommend that disciples go there, because they are always worried about being chopped."

After a pause, the disciple frowned even more when he saw that Lin Yuan had actually practiced the Tianxin Sword Technique.

"You actually practiced swordsmanship, so the possibility of being chopped is even higher. Those sword practitioners will instinctively sense that you practiced swordsmanship, and will subconsciously want to chop you."

This description reminded Lin Yuan of babies, whose characteristic is that when they see something new, they put it in their mouths and take a bite.

If you can eat it, swallow it; if you can't eat it, spit it out.

No wonder people say sword cultivators are brainless, their performance is indeed almost the same as that of a baby.

The disciple thought about it and gave another suggestion under the note, and then said to Lin Yuan: "I wrote that you practiced Tianxin Sword Technique, so I asked Zhengyi Dao to send a cultivator to protect you."

Holding the note, Lin Yuan felt that joining the Zhengyi Sect was more troublesome than returning to the Demon Sect.

I don't know if the Demon Sect's sword cultivators are also like this. It's dangerous just to go in.

Taking the note, Lin Yuan bid farewell to the disciple, stepped into the teleportation array, and arrived at the foot of Zhengyi Mountain after a few breaths.

Zhengyi Dao is located on the top of the mountains. The sect’s mountain peak is built in a magnificent and majestic manner. Several golden lights appear and disappear every moment, adding a bit of brilliant color to the place.

Those sword lights are the divine lights that sword cultivators use to come in and out, symbolizing the unique magic of sword cultivators.

Although most of the people in Zhengyi Dao are sword cultivators, this is not a sect dedicated to sword cultivation. There are still some cultivators who practice magic within the sect.

After reading the note from Lin Yuan and knowing that Lin Yuan had practiced swordsmanship, the cultivator guarding the door immediately went to report it, and soon a foundation-building disciple came out.

When Lin Yuan saw this disciple, his first thought was that this disciple might not have slept for several months.

The other person was quite tall but thin, and looked like a paper kite that could be blown away by a gust of wind.

The man looked haggard and pale, and he walked with his body hunched over. From a distance he looked like a paper grave mound, and people even believed he was a ghost.

Walking up to Lin Yuan, he picked up Lin Yuan's note and looked at it for a while, then revealed a ghostly smile:

"It turns out to be Junior Brother Lin. Nice to meet you."

In contrast to his thin body, the other person's voice was quite gentle, like a spring breeze.

Leading Lin Yuan, the other party brought Lin Yuan into the Zhengyi sect, and said as they walked: "I am Xue Rong, an inner sect disciple of the Zhengyi sect. Although most of the people here are sword cultivators, I am a magic cultivator here, so you don't have to be too nervous, junior brother."

"My name is Lin Yuan, nice to meet you, senior brother." Xue Rong smiled, and then continued, "Wanfa Sect has always been the sect I longed for, but unfortunately I didn't have enough talent, so I couldn't enter it at the beginning, and could only enter Zhengyi Sect. Unfortunately, I don't have enough talent in swordsmanship, so I can't become a sword cultivator. I can only learn academic skills and help the sword cultivators with chores to maintain this kind of life. These few days, you can go to Zhengyi Sect to see the methods of sword cultivators. Junior brother, what do you want to see?"

Lin Yuan thought about it, and then said expectantly: "I want to see the practice methods of orthodox sword cultivators, as well as the sword cultivators' fighting methods."

"Okay, come here."

Lin Yuan followed Xue Rong into the training room expectantly. When he saw the sword cultivators practicing here, he was stunned.

Unlike cultivators who practice magic, sword cultivators often start training from a young age.

The recruitment requirement for Wanfa Sect's disciples is sixteen years old. At this age, the intelligence has been developed, and one can understand and master the techniques from the basics, and then slowly cultivate the realm of magical powers.

However, sword cultivators start learning swordsmanship at the age of five, and there are many who have mastered the basic swordsmanship at the age of eight or nine.

Now, in the practice room, Lin Yuan saw a group of eight or nine-year-old children holding bamboo slips, crying and shouting from time to time.

After concentrating on it for a while, Lin Yuan asked in confusion, "What is this cultivation?"

"Sword cultivation method."

“But it doesn’t feel right.”

"Oh, this is the brand new practice method brought back by Immortal Master Gong Yangyu. Every disciple must play Wandering Corridor II for seven hours every day. If they cannot play to the seventh level, they must practice for an additional hour."

As he was talking, he saw a disciple suddenly throw away the bamboo slips in his hand, broke down and cried, "I don't want to play anymore, I won't play anymore! Lecturer, let me practice swordplay, I don't want to play anymore!"

The lecturer sitting in the front swung out a ruler and hit the opponent's arm hard. Immediately, a red line appeared.

"You have to play even if you don't want to! Have you become enlightened now? Have you mastered the basic swordsmanship? Others at your age have already transformed their basic swordsmanship and mastered several magical powers. What about you?"

"The disciples in the neighboring academy have all become enlightened. They have now entered the realm of swordsmanship and have become proficient in swordsmanship. But what about you? There are only a few enlightened swordsmen. You are the most active in complaining about being tired every day. Where is your face?"

"Play, keep playing. If you don't know how to play, read the guide! I've put the guide on bamboo slips for you, remember to read it!"

The instructor picked up the bamboo slip of the disciple closest to him and checked it. He said angrily, "It's only the third level. You have only played to the third level so far. Is this right? I have told you many times that you must take the substitute dolls when you see them, but don't take them if there are more than two. Otherwise, it will affect the probability of substitute dolls appearing later. Why don't you remember? I punish you to copy the properties of the substitute dolls five times!"

Amid the wailing, the lecturer continued to sit in the front and supervise the students playing games.

The strong negative emotions came over him, making Lin Yuan realize why there were still negative emotions recorded in "The Corridor 2".

Although it is a good thing to have negative emotions recorded, this is not what Lin Yuan wants to see.

Shouldn't sword practitioners hone their bodies and practice sparring every day to cultivate their swordsmanship?

Why does it become like this.

Gong Yangyu, what on earth did you do?

(End of this chapter)