In the main hall square, disciples gathered and stood solemnly.

Zhuo Yunxian strode out of the hall, and Ling Xueyao followed him silently.

"Master Sword Master, Gan Gongfeng's disciples are here, what should we do next?"

Feng Heng, Luo Shan and others stepped forward to salute, feeling inexplicably excited.

At the beginning, Feng Heng's brothers were naturally a little resentful. They thought Zhuo Yunxian would teach them mysterious sword techniques or the understanding of sword intent, but they did not expect that the other party just taught them a set of breathing and breathing techniques, and then continued to practice basic sword techniques.

However, three days later, Feng Heng and the others were surprised to find that according to Zhuo Yunxian's requirements, their physical fitness was getting better and better, and even their mental state was getting better and better. The sword technique was more flowing and they were used freely.

Especially the elder brother Feng Heng, due to the failure to hit the fifth life orifice, the energy and spirit were seriously damaged and difficult to repair. However, as the breathing and breathing technique deepened, Feng Heng's previous loss of energy and spirit gradually recovered, and even the bottleneck of cultivation was a bit loose. He believed that he could hit the fifth life orifice again in one month.

The above changes made the atmosphere of Gangongfeng completely refreshed, and the mental outlook of Feng Heng and others also changed greatly. The depressed spirit was wiped out, and they were all alive, as if they had endless energy.

...

Zhuo Yunxian's divine thoughts swept across everyone, and he was quite satisfied.

"Luoshan, send the things down first."

Hearing Zhuo Yunxian's instructions, Luo Shan did not dare to be negligent at all, and immediately distributed the prepared heavy swords to Feng Heng and other disciples, and even the little guys all had a sword.

"Huh!? What a heavy sword? What does Lord Sword Master mean?"

Feng Heng waved the heavy sword in his hand twice. Apart from being heavy, he didn't feel anything special, but instead he was not as easy as the magic weapon flying sword.

After a while, Zhuo Yunxian slowly spoke: "Everyone can see that this black iron heavy sword is not a magic weapon or a magic weapon, nor is it a sharp weapon, it is not even a sharp edge, clumsy and heavy, and has no characteristics... In the next practice, in addition to basic practice, you need to use heavy swords to carve a hundred 'swords' on the hard and smooth stone wall every day. If you have not completed it, you are not allowed to rest."

"this……"

Everyone looked at each other, but they were still a little confused.

Feng Heng was the first to speak: "Please rest assured, Lord Sword, we guarantee to complete the task!"

Out of trust in Zhuo Yunxian, everyone naturally would not have any doubts. Moreover, although this black iron heavy sword was heavy, it was nothing to them. There were only hundreds of words "swords" and only a few cups of tea.

"Brother Sword Master, I... do I also want to practice engraving with my senior brothers and others?"

Ling Xueyao looked at the see in her hands and always felt a little difficult.

Zhuo Yunxian nodded lightly and treated everyone equally. Only strict teachers can produce high disciples. Since he wants to do it, he naturally needs to do it well.

"Also, do you think it's quite simple?"

Zhuo Yunxian deliberately paused, Feng Heng and others felt a little "stricken" in their hearts, and then a bad premonition arose.

Sure enough, Zhuo Yunxian threw out dozens of silver rings and directly put them on everyone's wrists, including Ling Xueyao and Luo Shan.

"Huh!? This, this is..."

"What is this? Why do I feel that my spiritual power is imprisoned!?"

"What!? So, I can't use any spiritual power."

"Master Sword Master?! Why is this!?"

"Yes, Lord Sword Master, are we not doing well? Are you going to punish us!?"

...

Without spiritual power, everyone seemed to have no confidence, and they were all panicked. Even Feng Heng was uneasy, recalling whether he had made a mistake.

For immortal cultivators, imprisoning their cultivation is definitely a serious punishment. Just imagine, who is willing to be a busy and hard-working ordinary person?

"Are you finished speaking?"

Zhuo Yunxian was not angry, but when he stood there, he felt like he was not angry and he was threatening. The surroundings of the square suddenly became quiet.

"What? You can't take up a sword without cultivation? You can't take up a sword cultivator without spiritual power?"

Zhuo Yunxian looked at Feng Heng and others, and the latter lowered his head in shame.

Then, Zhuo Yunxian continued: "The ancient sword immortals, with sword first, first practicing sword, and then cultivating immortals... You are wearing small forbidden rings on your hands, which are specifically used to confine spiritual power. From now on, you will be wearing small forbidden rings to practice, including practice basics and heavy sword engraving. Whoever is lazy will leave Gangong Peak by himself."

This is not precious and practical, but it is very good at assisting practice. It is simplified by Zhuo Yunxian based on the "Sword of the Spirit-Fenging Sword" of the ancient sword cultivation lineage, and is specially used to nurture sword energy.

Feng Heng complained secretly, then gritted his teeth and said, "Master Sword Master, how can I untie the seal? It's impossible to wear it for the rest of my life, right?"

Zhuo Yunxian said bluntly: "Two ways are: one is to find someone with higher cultivation than me and forcefully break the ban on the small ban ring. The other is to break it by yourself after comprehension of the sword."

"What...what!?"

Feng Heng and others were stunned and could not believe their ears at all.

It is easy to say that it is forcibly breaking the small ban ring. There are many people with higher cultivation than Zhuo Yunxian, but they dare not do so.

As for comprehension of sword intent, isn’t this a joke?!

In addition to the ancestor who had been in seclusion for many years, the entire Nine Sword Immortal Sect, the sect leader Gu Jiange and the sword master of Xun Palace Ju Zhijing condensed the sword intent... By the way, there is also the sword master Zhuo Yunxian in front of you.

Feng Heng and the others did not think that they were talented and could surpass Zhuo Yunxian and the sect leader. For them, it was even more difficult than ascending to become an immortal.

"What? Are you scared?"

Zhuo Yunxian understood everyone's mood very well, but he did not comfort him: "Are you worried that you can't untie the seal? Or are you worried that I can't teach you well?"

“…”

Feng Heng and others lowered their heads and dared not answer.

Zhuo Yunxian didn't care and said lightly: "The sword intention is unyielding, and the sword heart is not regretful, so the sword is not afraid... If you don't have the determination to move forward bravely and never regret it, why should you practice the sword? Have you forgotten the ridicule, cold eyes, sarcasm, and insults of others? Or have you been used to an unknown life and willing to live a mediocre life?"

You are welcome, every word is heartbroken!

Every word and every word of Zhuo Yunxian was like a sharp blade poking into Feng Heng and the others' hearts, torturing their hearts, and pressing them almost breathless.

Some truths are revealed, but everyone understands them.

The long-term depression made Feng Heng and others numb. If Zhuo Yunxian could not change their minds, he would not have achieved much in the future.

After experiencing despair and confusion, everyone's eyes gradually became firm and persistent. Even if the road ahead was a deep abyss, they would move forward bravely without hesitation.

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Chapter completed!