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Mu Jingwan: "Yes, Master."

Mu Jingwan calmly accepted the iron sword given by his master, but because he was not mentally prepared, he almost lost his grip. He was already wailing in his heart. It seemed that he would never be able to sleep in again with his short legs. Sigh~

If I swing this heavy sword 5000 times a day, my hand will be crippled. Not only will I not be able to sleep, but my hand will also be gone. I'll mourn for myself for the rest of my life.

Seeing the look of despair on the little sister's face, all the brothers couldn't help laughing, but no one wanted to comfort her. After all, everyone had been through this, and being kind now would be irresponsible for her future life.

Mu Jingwan was still taken to the back mountain by her senior brother Shen Xiuzhu. When they arrived at the back mountain, they saw a waterfall cascading down from afar. The senior brother took her to an open space and demonstrated his sword to her in the open space.

He just demonstrated the simplest basic sword moves to her, without any fancy moves. After finishing the set of moves, the eldest brother left first.

Mu Jingwan was the only one left here. He was holding the iron sword and was about to start swinging it when he suddenly felt his spiritual power was sealed. Aha, it turns out that practicing sword swinging also has requirements. He could not practice with spiritual power. He once again mourned for himself.

However, Mu Jingwan quickly accepted everything, put aside all distractions and began to swing the sword again and again, each time he would stop and rest for a while only after he had drained the last bit of strength in his body.

Mu Jingwan's idea is very simple. Even if she pursues a lazy life, lazy people also need capital. Even if she has a cheat, what she has learned will always be hers, just like medical skills. Once she knows it, she can take it with her no matter which world she goes to.

Therefore, Mu Jingwan would not be lazy at all when practicing sword. He would not swing the sword until the moon was high in the sky. After he finished 5000 strokes, Mu Jingwan also dragged his tired body out of the back mountain.

The moment Mu Jingwan left the back mountain, the spiritual power in his body was instantly restored. It seemed that there was a formation set up in the back mountain to suppress spiritual power, so as soon as he left there, the spiritual power that disappeared from his body instantly returned.

The one who came to pick him up was his third senior brother Pei Yiyang. When he saw Mu Jingwan coming out, he strode forward with a smile.

Pei Yiyang: "Junior sister, I didn't expect that you would come out earlier than I thought. Master asked me to wait for you here and send you back."

Mu Jingwan: "Brother, it's getting late. I said Master still loves me and didn't let me walk back alone."

Pei Yiyang: "What are you thinking about? You still have to walk back by yourself, but I, your senior brother, will walk back with you."

Mu Jingwan widened her eyes in disbelief, with an expression that said, "You must be kidding me," and Pei Yiyang couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Pei Yiyang: "I'm just kidding. How could I let you walk back by yourself? You're still so young. What if you get too tired and don't grow taller?"

When Mu Jingwan heard him say that he would not grow taller, he immediately said angrily: "I will not grow taller. If you say this again, Third Senior Brother, I will cause trouble for you if I really cannot grow taller in the future."

Pei Yiyang: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything more. Let's go and take you back."

Without waiting for Mu Jingwan's reaction, he lifted her up by the collar and flew up on the sword. Mu Jingwan was very upset. Wasn't there a normal way to carry people? Must he lift her by the collar?

No matter how I look at it, it looks like I'm carrying a little chick. What's going on? I'm so embarrassed.

The two of them soon returned to Yuzhu Peak. After being released, Mu Jingwan walked in angrily, saying as he walked, "Brother, go back quickly. Be careful before it gets dark. Don't hit the tree with your sword."

Pei Yiyang had never held a child before, so he just used the simplest and roughest way to carry the child away. Seeing her angry expression, he couldn't help but laughed out loud. Mu Jingwan became even angrier after hearing this, and the sound of the door closing became a little louder.

Mu wasn't really angry tonight, because he knew that Jianfeng was mostly made up of men, and they might not be able to adapt to the sudden appearance of a girl as old as him.

I closed the door, filled myself with a bucket of hot water, dripped two drops of the spiritual spring water from the space into it, and took a nice bath. I felt all the fatigue disappear instantly and I felt extremely comfortable.

From then on, Mu Jingwan repeated the practice of swinging the sword every day, from 5000 strokes a day to 8000 strokes a day. Without deliberately cultivating spiritual power, his cultivation reached the ninth level of Qi Refining within two years and he was about to enter the Foundation Establishment stage.

During the two years of training at Cangjian Peak, Mu Jingwan did not have a single day of rest. Apart from her master, the only people she came into contact with every day were her three fixed senior brothers. On this day, just as Mu Jingwan arrived at Cangjian Peak and was about to go to the back mountain, she saw her master sending a message to her to meet him in the main hall.

When I arrived at the main hall, I found that everyone was here today, even my second senior brother who rarely showed up was here.

After paying his respects to his master, Mu Jingwan sat down in his seat.

Shen Xuanhui: "Jing Wan is also about to build his foundation, right?"

Mu Jingwan: "Yes, Master, I have already reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining and can build my foundation at any time."

Shen Xuanhui: "Well, you don't need to come here to practice sword these days. Rest for two days and then come back after you have completed the foundation building in your own courtyard."

Mu Jingwan: "Yes, disciple understands."

After saying that, Shen Xuanhui disappeared from his seat, leaving only four brothers and sisters in the hall.

Shen Xiuzhu (senior brother): "Junior sister has not left the house since she came to Cangjian Peak. You two should have nothing to do today, so you can take Junior sister to the foot of the mountain."

Song Langqing (Second Senior Brother): "Don't worry, Senior Brother, we will take care of the little Junior Sister."

Pei Yiyang (Third Senior Brother): "Yes, Senior Brother, today we will take Junior Sister to the market at the foot of the mountain, and you can just focus on your work."

After a few more pleasantries, Mu Jingwan followed his two brothers out of the sect and came to the foot of the mountain. Mu Jingwan also saw the market town of the immortal cultivation world with his own eyes.

The three of them were very good at setting up stalls to sell spiritual herbs, magical instruments and some strange things. They were strolling slowly in the market. In fact, it was Mu Jingwan who was strolling in the front, and Song Langqing and Pei Yiyang following behind.

Whenever Mu Jingwan saw something she had never seen before, she could not help but stop and look. Although she did not buy anything, it did not stop her from having fun shopping. Moreover, whenever she saw something she liked, her two senior brothers would pay with spirit stones before she could even pay for it.

The three of them walked around and bought all kinds of robes and ornaments, spiritual food and snacks, and a lot of miscellaneous things, so Mu Jingwan received several storage bags stuffed in by his two senior brothers.

At noon, the three of them went to Zhenxiuzhai, the largest restaurant in Xuantian City, and ordered a large table of spiritual food. Mu Jingwan enjoyed the meal. After all, most of the food here contained spiritual energy, which was very beneficial for cultivators.