After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

After the quiz was over, the disciples of Qimingzhai all relaxed a little. They had been working hard for a month and their nerves were tense. Now that the quiz was over, they finally had some time to catch their breath. When listening to the class, everyone was more or less absent-minded.

Jiang Yueming saw all of this, but remained calm. He had already arranged a teaching schedule privately.

Half of the year has passed, and the second half won't be as easy as the first. All the necessary intensity has been put on the agenda, and—

"What? From today on, no one is allowed to leave the mountain until the end of the year?!"

Early in the morning, everyone walked up the mountain in the sunshine and saw a huge sign in front of Qimingzhai. There were a lot of words densely written on it, and it was impossible to see clearly unless you got closer.

However, when everyone crowded over to take a look, they all wanted to poke their eyes out because they couldn't see clearly what was written on it.

"At Yin, sit in the square; at Mao, practice swordplay; at Chen, read and practice calligraphy; at Si, train the body; at Wei, attend classes; at Shen, practice swordplay; at You, train the body; at Xu, copy books; at Hai, train the body; at Zi, sit in meditation."

"During the closed-door period, you are not allowed to go down the mountain to eat in the mess hall without permission, you are not allowed to sleep or hibernate, you are not allowed to use spiritual weapons, magic weapons, talismans, or elixirs, you are not allowed to communicate with the outside world, you are not allowed to be late or lazy, you are not allowed to gather for fights, you are not allowed to trespass in the restricted area, you are not allowed to..."

There was a lot of blah blah blah, and the disciple who recited it aloud felt more and more heartbroken, and he almost cried out on the spot.

What does it mean? What does it mean? Is Master Zhai crazy?

They are still children. They don't eat or sleep. They are either practicing or attending classes and copying books. Are you deliberately trying to work them to death?

It's simply inhumane!

"Has Master Zhai gone astray? He has no humanity left at all?" A disciple asked his friend with a hoarse voice and dull eyes.

His friend slapped him hard on the shoulder and pointed at the small words on it: "You are not allowed to talk nonsense about the teacher. Are you seeking death openly?"

The disciple shuddered and immediately glanced around. When he found that Master Zhai had not arrived yet, he let out a sigh of relief.

"Thank you for saving my life."

The friend shook his head: "I don't think we will live much longer, so don't be happy."

A wailing sound suddenly resounded through the sky.

"God wants to kill me—!"

Shui Lian'er also had a sad face. She hugged Jiang Liqian's waist tightly and whimpered, "No, no, I don't want to stay here forever. My little heart can't bear this kind of torture. Wuuuuu... Liqian, I haven't gone on a fast yet. I need to eat, sleep, and play. I still have a lot of things to do. I don't want to practice all day long!"

Jiang Liqian touched her nose awkwardly.

Actually, she thought it was okay. She had been even crazier than this in her previous life. This form at least left her with plenty of free time.

But she felt that if she dared to speak out her thoughts, most of her fellow disciples would tear her apart.

She could only pat her back and comfort her: "Don't worry, although we can't sleep, Master Zhai won't force us to fast. If he doesn't let us go to the mess hall, he probably wants us to take fasting pills."

Shui Lian'er kept shaking her head, feeling even sadder: "I don't want to eat that stuff, it's so disgusting!"

Uh...it's just not very tasty, but not terrible, right?

Jiang Liqian probably never thought that this was purely because she didn't care about food and had no pursuit of delicious food, so it didn't matter what she ate.

In her previous life, she was labeled "the eldest sister who is impossible to communicate with" by the people of Taotie Peak, and there was a reason for that.

But no matter how they wailed, how unwilling they were, or how pitiful they seemed, Jiang Yueming remained unmoved, and the form was strictly implemented.

Before daybreak, all the disciples would gather in the square, breathe in and out in meditation, absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, and then practice sword fighting facing the rising sun. After practicing, they would use a dust-removing technique to wash off the dust and sweat on their bodies, and then go to the study to read scriptures and practice writing. An hour was not too long, but the wrists would be very sore.

Then comes body training.

Since it was the first time for everyone to practice body training and they had no basic knowledge, they started by reciting the body training techniques and running around the mountain. They were not allowed to use spiritual power. After running, no one could stand and breathe. They all lay on the ground with their legs shaking.

However, they were not given time to rest as they had to go to listen to Master Zhai’s lectures. Many disciples fell asleep while listening, and were then awakened by a cold wind. They looked in horror at Master Zhai, who was so close to them with a smile on his face.

After class, I have to practice sword skills, and after practicing sword skills, I have to train my body. However, the physical training in the afternoon is different from that in the morning. In the morning, I run circles, and in the afternoon, I hit the sandbag with bare hands. I heard that this is something left by the ancestors, and it is very good for exercising the body.

After the physical training, each person would sit alone with a lamp and start copying the densely packed scriptures. If the handwriting was not correct or there were typos, the whole paper would be automatically burned.

Next came the medicinal bath, a form of physical training. It wasn't a particularly strong bath, simply strengthening the body, so the discomfort was minimal and, in fact, helped dissipate a day's fatigue. Therefore, everyone enjoyed relaxing in the pool under the moonlight, letting the medicinal power flow through their limbs and bones.

After taking the medicinal bath, it is time to meditate again, but this time there is no need to gather in the square. Disciples can find a place they like to meditate and practice.

In this way, the day's tasks are completed.

However, it was just as Jiang Liqian guessed. It was not fasting, but taking fasting pills. Fasting pills were not counted as taking pills, and were distributed by Jiang Yueming every month as usual. Not one more, not one less, just enough to go without food for a month.

Jiang Liqian had already prepared a lot of fasting pills, so she gave all her share to Shui Lian'er, which was also a disguised way of filling her stomach.

In the first two months, disciples cried out in agony almost every day, and some even broke down and cried loudly. Unfortunately, Master Zhai was "as hard as iron", so no matter how much they cried, they still had to do what they had to do.

Even the disciples of the Jishen Sect are no exception.

Two months later, the miserable atmosphere had eased considerably. Most of the disciples had become accustomed to such high-intensity training, and some had even become adept at it and showed no signs of fatigue.

Two months later, no more disciples complained, and instead their cultivation improved by leaps and bounds.

Only Jiang Liqian was still exhausted every day.

Sometimes, she was so tired that she fell asleep while copying books.

Shui Lian'er and Qin Beiyao had to keep an eye on her all the time and wake her up in time when she was about to fall asleep, so as to avoid being caught and punished by Jiang Yueming again.

"Li Qian, why are you so tired?" Shui Lian'er was puzzled. Logically speaking, she was the one with the best aptitude. Why could all the disciples adapt to these training tasks, but she couldn't?