Fang Yu walked slowly around the stone tower, surrounded by tens of thousands of spirit swords, some of which were broken and broken, but still exuded a chill.

Around the path leading to the stone tower, a few stone benches were placed, and Fang Yu casually picked one and sat down.

As if he had been sensed by something, a little ghostly light began to flicker on the many spirit swords around him, and countless pairs of eyes seemed to be watching him in the darkness.

Immediately afterward, a mist began to evaporate from many flying swords, forming a phantom of a blade in mid-air.

This is the sword qi of the flying sword, although it has been buried at the bottom of the dark sword pool for countless years, these flying swords are still looking forward to the day when they can see the light again and enter and exit the green underworld again in the hands of their new masters.

Of course, for the students of Shushan Academy who came to be punished, these sword qi would not be merciful at all, and with Fang Yu's breathing, those who saw it seemed to be attracted and slowly rotated around Fang Yu.

Tens of seconds later, a vortex tornado composed of sword qi had already formed, and Fang Yu was in the center of the vortex.

Every sword qi that slashed past him would leave a shallow hole on his body, as if there were countless pairs of invisible hands controlling these sword qi, so that the wound they left was only a flesh wound, and would definitely not hurt the bones of the punished.

In less than a minute, Fang Yu had already been separated by more than a dozen openings, and blood flowed out of the wound, staining his clothes red.

Fang Yu's appearance looked terrifying now, but as soon as this sword qi storm stopped, Fang Yu could treat himself with some healing medicine.

If a skin trauma like this is treated with the healing medicine of Shushan Academy, it will be restored in less than twenty minutes, and there will be no scars.

Each Sword Qi Storm would last for thirty minutes, and then activate again at an interval of one hour, in other words, Fang Yu would have to withstand a total of forty-eight Sword Qi Storms for three days.

This was a very difficult process, and it was also a test and experience of mental toughness, in front of such a sharp sword qi, Fang Yu's cultivation of the metal body covering technique was just a joke, so he could only grit his teeth and bear it.

Every second was torment, and after thirty minutes, the storm of sword qi in the sky gradually stopped, and Fang Yu had hundreds of small cuts on his body, and his clothes and pants were cut like beggars.

Holding back the severe pain all over his body, Fang Yu took out a milky white pill from the Qiankun Ring and swallowed it, which Zhang Shang specially stuffed for him after he knew that he was coming to the Sword Pool.

After the pill entered his body, Fang Yu only felt that the sharp pain in his body began to gradually ease, and the wound also stopped bleeding and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, at this speed, he could heal himself in about twenty minutes.

And at this moment, a somewhat familiar voice suddenly came from his ear: "The effect of this elixir seems to be good, I didn't expect Zhang Shang to be quite generous." ”

Fang Yu looked up and found that Ma Ziheng had actually come here at some point.

"Teacher Ma, why are you here?"

"I heard that you have been punished by politics and religion, so I came to see you." Ma Ziheng walked around Fang Yu, took a closer look at his wounds, but said in his mouth: "Wei Yuanchun is really ruthless enough, such a little will punish you to the sword pool?" ”

"Huh?" Fang Yu was a little surprised, listening to Ma Ziheng's tone, it seemed that he had a lot of dissatisfaction and disdain for Director Wei of the Political and Educational Office.

"Why are you so surprised? If he's the director, can't I complain about him? Ma Ziheng sneered: "It's not just me, many teachers in the school have long been unaccustomed to him." ”

Without waiting for Fang Yu to ask, Ma Ziheng himself went on directly: "Since he blocked the director of the Political and Educational Office, every year students have been severely punished for trivial matters, and some people have even been persuaded to retire. ”

"Not only that, but many teachers in the school have also been miserably treated by him, and there are countless cases of declaring personal vendetta by relying on the power in his hands."

"If he can have a bowl of water, forget it, I can understand that he is strict, which may also be a good thing for Shushan Academy, but this guy looks selfless on the surface, but he is very protective in private."

"Their Wei family is a cultivator family, so he is very good to some disciples of the cultivator family in the academy, even if they violate any school discipline and school rules, it is to turn a blind eye, and if other students make any mistakes, he will take out that iron-faced selfless posture and pretend to show it to anyone!"

The more Ma Ziheng spoke, the more angry he became, and he even spat on the ground.

Fang Yu also smiled when he heard this: "I originally thought that the teachers in Shushan Academy all had a sense of justice and responsibility like Teacher Fan Huajin. ”

"How is that possible?" Ma Ziheng said helplessly: "Abilities are the same as ordinary people, there are good people and bad people, it's okay in Shushan Academy, and when you graduate, you may meet many people who rely on their abilities to do nonsense." ”

"What are we going to do with these people?"

"What do you say?" Ma Ziheng glanced at Fang Yu with a smile, and then changed the topic: "However, although you have been punished to face the wall at the bottom of the sword pool, it is not an opportunity, the internal environment of the sword pool has a great bonus for metallic abilities, if you cultivate here, you will have the effect of getting twice the result with half the effort." ”

"Cultivating what?" Fang Yu was a little surprised, under the attack of those sword qi just now, he was about to die of pain, how could he still have the heart to cultivate.

"Cultivate swordsmanship!" Ma Ziheng's answer was concise and to the point.

Ma Ziheng's words made Fang Yu look forward to it, after all, in many novels and movies, it has been described that the kind of sword immortal who controls the sword and flies into the sky, can take people's heads thousands of miles away, and can resist thousands of troops with a sword in hand.

The so-called sword control technique, in principle, is very simple, it is to have a unique connection with one's own fairy sword through some means, so that you can control the flying sword by your mind, and attach various spells to the flying sword, so as to cast some extremely powerful sword techniques.

In fact, after deciding that he was majoring in metallic spells, Fang Yu had also tried sword control many times, but each time he was unsuccessful.

According to his own analysis of the data, there are two main reasons for this consequence, one is that his spiritual energy strength is not strong enough, not enough to reach the point of controlling the flying sword with mental power.

The second is that the level of the emerald sword in his hand is not enough, and the sensitivity and tolerance of the aura are not good, so it is difficult to respond to his call and command.

And if he can practice swordsmanship in the sword pool, La Defense feels that his trip will not be regarded as a punishment, but should be regarded as a reward, a blessing in disguise!

He couldn't wait to ask, "Teacher Ma, you said that you practiced swordsmanship here, how to practice?" ”

"I have all entered the cultivation essentials and precautions of sword control into this glasses." Ma Ziheng took out a pair of glasses and handed them to Fang Yu: "I can't stay here for too long, and the sword control technique is broad and profound, and it can't be finished in a few words, so you put on your own eyes, and then it will be clear." ”