Transmigration begins with archery training

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"Third brother, your swordsmanship is too hasty. Drink four bowls."

"old……"

"Sixth Brother, stop holding it in. Do you think I don't know you're back? Just like before, I've told you long ago that you're better suited to practicing the short sword, but you insisted on practicing the long sword. Don't you even take a piss and look in the mirror? Drink up, five bowls, even if it hurts, you'd better bear it!"

"Little Jiu, you're good. Drink three bowls."

"Want some too?"

Rong Yanqiu froze, holding the iron-spike whip.

"Just drink it!"

"Chen Sanshi! Get lost, I can't be bothered to watch you practice."

"..."

Chen Sanshi, who had been holding a long spear ready, awkwardly withdrew his hand.

"Cough cough cough..."

A night breeze blew by, and Sun Xiangzong put his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly: "Alright, that's all you've got. You're far inferior to someone my age. Sit down and eat."

"Girl, come here too."

He looked at Sun Li and said, "You're good in every way, but since you don't like practicing martial arts, why force yourself? Don't practice anymore."

"Correct!"

Meng Guangxin shouted, "We're here, Junior Sister, you don't need to practice anymore."

"Ah."

Lu Ji spoke up, "Junior sister, with your senior brother here, why do you need to cultivate anymore?"

"Yes."

Sun Buqi said naturally, "That's always been my opinion."

joke.

This table is filled with people who have reached the pinnacle of the Mystic Realm and are on their way to becoming Martial Saints.

He knew from a young age that practicing martial arts was useless, and that helping others was the right way.

"Get out of here! I didn't ask you to sit at the table!"

Sun Xiangzong slammed his hand on the table and coughed twice.

"Eh eh eh?"

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Meng Guangxin grabbed Sun Buqi and threw him out of the courtyard: "Master, don't be angry!"

Sun Xiangzong poured himself a glass of wine, took a sip, and then began to eat.

The master started eating.

Only then did the disciples dare to start eating.

A banquet.

It lasted until midnight.

Their gathering place also moved from the courtyard to the hall, and from drinking alcohol to drinking tea.

Rong Yanqiu and Sun Li, one on each side, helped Sun Xiangzong sit down in the armchair: "Second brother, kneel down."

"what?"

Cheng Wei didn't understand, but he still did as instructed immediately.

"You've always been petty, and you haven't changed since you were little."

Sun Xiangzong said, "Sometimes, being too meticulous in your calculations is not a good thing. When you get back, copy this Heart Sutra ten thousand times."

The butler had already prepared the items nearby.

"Master..."

Second Senior Brother Cheng Wei suddenly understood what Master wanted to do by calling everyone together today. He knelt there, holding the Heart Sutra, his body trembling, unable to speak for a long time.

"The third one!"

Sun Xiangzong summoned the next person.

Nie Yuan knelt heavily on the ground: "Master, please speak!"

"Your previous swordsmanship is not suitable for you, or rather, there is no swordsmanship in the world that is suitable for you."

Sun Xiangzong coughed and said, "I have created a new sword technique for you. It should be stronger than the one you practiced before. Try it out when you get back."

"Thank you Master!"

"boom!"

Nie Yuan kowtowed deeply.

"Lao Wu!"

Sun Xiangzong waved his hand: "After this battle, you can leave. Go to Lingyin Temple. There is a place for you there. I know that you are the most compassionate among your fellow disciples. I have wronged you all these years."

"Master..."

Meng Guangxin clasped his hands together in prayer.

"Lao Liu."

Sun Xiangzong continued, "Do you know your mistake?"

"Disciple knows his mistake."

Wang Zhi wept bitterly, saying, "I shouldn't have acted impulsively."

"You still know! Sun Buhui's life is a life, but what about the lives of the 15,000 soldiers of the Xuanwu Camp?! Luckily you were fortunate enough to fight your way back with your junior brother, otherwise, I would never want to see you again!"

Sun Xiangzong was truly enraged. After a tirade, he gradually calmed down: "Here are some precious medicines that I brought back from the far north. Take them. Since you chose to come back, you must always be clear about your position and what you should do."

"Seventh Brother."

"I went to the Qing Kingdom and asked an old friend to forge a sword for you. Please accept it."

"You've always been a thoughtful person. Go out and move around more often, and stop thinking about your enemies all the time. Your master has arranged a marriage for you with the girl you like. Go and get married after the war is over."

"Master..."

Ye Fengxiu accepted the sword with both hands: "I will remember it."

"Xiao Jiu, you too."

Sun Xiangzong said, "What happened back then caused you to be too preoccupied and too bloodthirsty. In the future, when you have free time, you should recite Buddhist scriptures with Lao Wu to cleanse your bloodthirsty nature. I have also created a whip technique for you, as well as some elixirs."

"Little Jiu will remember this!"

Rong Yanqiu kowtows.

"Chen Sanshi".

"Your disciple is here."

Chen Sanshi knelt down gently, listening to his master's instructions.

“You are my youngest disciple and also my last disciple.”

Sun Xiangzong said leisurely, "Many of your senior brothers and sisters have been following me since they were young, and some were even raised by me. Even those who came from the selection team have been with me for many years."

"To be fair, your relationship with me shouldn't be as deep as your senior brothers and sisters', but no matter what, we are still master and disciple. I hope you will take good care of that brat Sun Buqi and your senior sister in the future."

"Master, you flatter me."

Chen Sanshi hurriedly said, "I have only been a disciple of the sect for a short time, but since I have learned the sect's martial arts and received much care from my master, I should naturally regard my senior brothers and sisters as family."

"Heh, you little rascal."

Sun Xiangzong seemed somewhat emotional: "There are many things that are the same as when I was young, but there are also completely different things. If you encounter the same problems in the future, I hope you can do better than your teacher."

"The rest of you, go out first."

go out?

Fang Qingyun nodded, signaling the others to do the same.

Suddenly.

The senior students all understood what this meant.

today……

The master was clearly making arrangements for his funeral.

Everyone received a gift, and each one was incredibly precious.

Only the junior brother was left behind; this was a message to them...

We must pass on our mantle!

Where's the boss?

Not necessarily.

The eldest brother hasn't said anything yet.

When they arrived in the courtyard, they saw Lü Ji standing at the door, hesitating for a long time before finally deciding to leave the room.

"Master."

Chen Sanshi seized the opportunity to take out the spirit pearl: "We parted ways at the ends of the earth, and I haven't had a chance to return this item yet."

"Boy."

Sun Xiangzong didn't answer, but instead asked in a calm tone, "What do you think of the cultivation world? Do you still plan to pursue this path in the future?"

"The celestial realm is even more cruel than the mortal world."

Chen Sanshi nodded: "But I will still try in the future. After all, everyone desires immortality, and I am no exception."

"Fourth brother should have told you that I originally didn't want you to go."

Sun Xiangzong sighed softly, then said in a deep voice, "But since you want to take this path, I have nothing else to give you but a spiritual vein, which I hope will be of some help to your path to immortality."