The first half month of entering the Fire Refining Academy was a nightmare, especially since most of the more than thirty "outcasts" were taken away by the killer master one after another, and a few simply gave up the killer dream and volunteered to go to Xibao as slaves, Gu Shenwei became more and more suspicious of whether his choice was correct.

The only consolation is that he has another chance to return to the Boulder Cliff, where the nameless sword book is hidden.

There are many apprentices in the East Castle Killer, and it is impossible to test them on the same day, so there are several martial arts competitions almost every day in the Fire Refining Academy.

The form of the contest is also different, the apprentices are all masked, the steward randomly chooses a room, which mimics various environments such as lanes, wilderness, bedrooms, inns, etc., and the two apprentices enter through portals in different directions, and immediately start fighting, without any rules, until one of them falls.

The rules for the Apprentice Progression are as follows: Defeat an opponent for twelve months in a row to become a Trainee Killer, and only those who kill an opponent with one stab in six consecutive tests are eligible to become a True Killer.

It's a never-ending game of brutal killing, and there are very few people who pass it. It's not that the teenagers are not ruthless enough, if they are allowed to make up for it, the vast majority of people will not hesitate to kill their opponents, regardless of whether the person has been a friend or not, but it is very difficult to kill with a knife, and those who walk in with vigorous killing intentions often find themselves slashing down with a knife, but they are always a little close to killing the other party.

Those who were slightly injured could continue this game, and those who were seriously injured and barely breathed were carried out of the East Fort and sent to the Progressive Salary Hospital in the West Fort, nominally for treatment, many apprentices believed this statement, which made Gu Shenwei extremely shocked, and he really wanted to tell everyone the truth: the Progressive Salary Institute was not a medical hall, it was purely a place to wait for death.

No one would listen to him, and he couldn't make any friends just like he had in Seaburg.

A few people who are killed by a classmate not only become a stepping stone on the road to the killer of others, but also receive some kind of strange honor, and can enjoy the treatment of being thrown directly from the cliff of death.

This is what Gu Shenwei has to do in the Fire Refining Academy.

Normally, this work is the responsibility of the Yellow Belt stewards themselves, and with the apprentices "to be selected", they are happy to hand over the heavy responsibility.

The first person he carried out was a child, only eleven or twelve years old, and if he had a few more years, he might have become a terrifying killer, but now he was just a corpse, the only wound that ran from the corner of his forehead to his shoulder, splitting the black cloth of his face and sinking deep into his skull.

The body was carried by two people, and when it was almost time to reach the death cliff, Gu Shenwei said to his partner behind, "I'll go alone, it's not good for two people to walk the steps, you just take the stretcher back." ”

The blue-faced young man nodded repeatedly, and before he could even say a word of thanks, he ran away on a stretcher.

In order to resist the corpse, Gu Shen did not go down the steps to the life cliff, but turned into the boulder cliff not far away.

Once the land of the twins, it is now abandoned, and it still looks like it was when the two birds were killed, and filthy broken nets are everywhere, mingled with unwanted books and wooden knives.

Gu Shenwei put down the corpse and found the nameless sword book he had been waiting for for a long time.

He was already familiar with the words and drawings in the sword book, but he still greedily skimmed through it, then stuffed it into his arms, and prepared to study it carefully when he was alone in the Fire Refining Academy, he felt that he had seen something from it.

He picked up the corpse and didn't plan to go to the cliff, he wanted to throw it down from here, but at this moment, he heard a sound from the bottom of the cliff.

The skinny-skinned, greedy and peckering chick.

It's been almost a month since the incident, Gu Shenwei never thought of this fatherless, motherless and helpless chick, and suddenly felt guilty in his heart, it was he who killed the Dapeng bird, and let a fledgling who had no ability to fly guard the lonely cliff, it would definitely not understand what was happening.

Gu Shenwei immediately reacted that he had misheard it just now, the sound could not have come from the fledgling, the Dapeng bird did not sing for a lifetime, and it was fleeting as soon as it chirped, Dubu Wang said it clearly, maybe the voice did not exist at all, it was just his auditory hallucination.

But the guilt of a lifetime, Gu Shenwei couldn't get rid of it, he held the corpse to find the place where he fell off the cliff at that time, carefully identified, and then carefully threw the corpse down, trying to let it fall against the cliff wall as much as possible.

The moment the corpse took off his hand, he remembered the "Book of the Dead", so he whispered it:

"The soul is born for nine days, and the soul falls into the nine abysses. The living are miserable, but the dead are safe. ”

Is the chick still alive? He didn't know.

Will the corpse exactly fall in the nest?

Can the Roc bird feed on the flesh of dead people?

With the psychology of forgiveness, he hoped that this small act could make up for the harm he had brought to the Dapeng Bird family.

From this day on, Gu Shenwei threw the body of the killer apprentice from the boulder cliff at every opportunity, sometimes for several days in a row, sometimes seven or eight days apart, he couldn't find the slightest sign of the chick surviving, but he persevered, and the little thing whose life and death were unknown became the only object he owed in this world.

As the number of unsuccessful apprentices became fewer and fewer, Gu Shen looked forward to living in a single room, and the first thing he did was to practice harmony according to the quick method, but he almost killed himself.

The Eight Desolation Fingers planted by Xue Niang in Huan Nu Xuanji's cave were extremely strong, not only preventing him from enhancing his internal strength, but also restricting the quick method of combining yin and yang.

Gu Shenwei felt a flurry of internal breath halfway through the practice, and fainted after a while, and he didn't wake up until dawn, and it was thanks to him that he fainted in time, otherwise, he wouldn't have to wait three years to die of madness.

The way to the quick method did not work, and he concentrated on studying the nameless sword spectrum.

He found a part of the way to interpret the book, and most of the text about "death" is not about how to make others die, but about making oneself "die".

"For the Tao is lost day by day, and it is damaged and lost, so that it dies, and then it dies. ”

Gu Shenwei stared at this sentence from the "Tao Te Ching", read it for a long time, and thought about it for a long time, he probably understood the meaning of this sentence: Only by letting yourself die first can you make others die.

The truth is clear, but practicing it is another matter, it is already difficult to have a heart of "killing", let alone the heart of "killing yourself"?

In order to take revenge, Gu Shenwei didn't care about his life and death, but if he wanted to solve it by himself, he couldn't make up his mind no matter what.

Those words may be just a metaphor, Gu Shenwei thought to himself, it is impossible for someone to "kill themselves" and then "kill".

So he secretly practiced the sword style in the sword book, a total of twenty-nine moves, and after practicing it a few times, he became even more confused.

Each of the twenty-nine moves stabbed the enemy's neck, but the angle was strange, and some even stabbed down from above.

The songs under the sword style are all obscure, and the annotations next to them are also difficult to decipher, and Gu Shenwei can only understand a small part of them.

The sword should be fast, the faster the better, this is the clearest content in it, but how to increase the speed is unknown.

The sword must be accurate, about this reminder, Gu Shenwei only understands part of it, because the "quasi" in the sword spectrum does not refer to the enemy's neck, but to the opponent's "qi", as for what this "qi" is, whether it is the same thing as the internal breath of the people in the martial arts, he is not sure.

What makes Gu Shenwei unacceptable the most is that these twenty-nine moves are offensive and undefensive, and the moves are all desperate, worthy of the word "death" full of words.

Although Gu Shenwei didn't use martial arts when he was a child, his father was a martial arts master, and he had an understanding of the martial arts of various schools.

Gu Shenwei finished learning these twenty-nine styles, he lost his confidence, the flaws in this set of swordsmanship are too obvious, as long as the first move misses, the strength is old, the enemy can immediately take advantage of the weakness, and there is no room for parry.

If it weren't for the great effect of the last three or four pages of internal strength, Gu Shenwei would have given up studying the sword spectrum a long time ago.

There are more than 4,000 words written on these pages, the font is very small, and you can see it clearly when you stick it on it, every time you go crazy, or when Xue Niang tortures him with her finger power, Gu Shenwei is relying on reciting these words to turn her finger power into his own internal force.

He had no idea what the words meant, it was purely rote memorization, and therefore he had no idea how it worked.

Gu Shenwei tried to recite the text on a regular basis, but it had no effect at all, as if only under the pressure of the Eight Desolation Finger Force, it would enhance its internal force.

Gu Shenwei spent more than ten days on the nameless sword book, but he gained nothing except to memorize the words more proficiently, but delayed his own efforts, and finally had to make up his mind to put the sword book back into the boulder cliff and hide it properly.

On the second day after Gu Shenwei hid the nameless sword spectrum, a figure came to the Fire Refining Academy who would have an important impact on him.

The man's name was Tie Hanfeng, but he was neither cold nor sharp at all.

Tie Hanfeng was lame on one foot, his face was full of red light, and he had to nod his head to every yellow belt steward in the Alchemy Academy, which made his walking posture more and more peculiar, like a scoundrel fighting the autumn wind.

So, when one of the stewards said that he was also a killer, the only five remaining young apprentices were not very convinced.

Tie Hanfeng is not only a killer, but also a master who is qualified to accept apprentices, however, this year is the first time he has accepted apprentices, and for some reason he missed the day of the official selection of apprentices, and it took half a month to come.

The stewards didn't like to talk to him, and lied to him that the apprentices had been separated, but Tie Hanfeng walked straight to the mortuary, "Aren't there a few left here? I'm not greedy, just one." ”

The teenagers all lowered their heads and pretended to be busy, everyone would rather go to Xibao to be a slave than follow a scoundrel-like killer master, not being able to learn things is secondary, but they are afraid that if the master teaches in disorder, the apprentice will be killed in the first monthly test.

The steward shook his head and said perfunctorily, "Look at it, if any of them wants to, you can take it." ”

That's it, among the five people, only Gu Shenwei volunteered to be Tie Hanfeng's apprentice, and he was willing to take the risk of worshipping inhuman, because at a certain moment, he felt a terrifying murderous aura from this lame man.