After a night of nothing, Ji Yan spent the night meditating here, waking up refreshed and feeling more powerful than before.

How did Ji Yan know that more than ten years ago, when the white robe was destroyed in the Brahma City, he handed over the "Brahma Heart Sutra" to him, and sat and fought night and night on Penglai Immortal Island since he knew how to read and write, although the progress was slow, but this Buddhist miracle could not be underestimated, and it had already subtly changed Ji Yan's mortal fetus**, plus a few days ago and the empty Great Brahma Relic had a few resonances, how many years of barriers were silently broken by external forces, and he would have a smooth feeling of practice.

When the sun is rising, Cuizhu Peak is already lively. Some people have already gone up the mountain to breathe and breathe among the cliffs, feeling the vitality of heaven and earth. Like Ji Yan, who had just started, they all held a one-foot-long machete in their hands and walked towards the mountain with bamboo baskets on their backs. Fudge walked over from a distance, smiled and asked early, and then urged Ji Yan to march towards the peak.

On the way, Ji Yan realized that the disciples who had just started had a weak physical foundation and had to go through a period of tempering, so they had the rule of going up the mountain in the morning to cut bamboo. It's just that Ji Yan is very curious, so many people are cutting bamboo day after day, why the mountain is still green, and he didn't feel the reduction of bamboo at all, he also asked Fudge, Fudge just shook his round little head and didn't answer, just said go up the mountain to know.

However, it is said that the mountain road to the bamboo forest is also extremely steep and difficult, and many new disciples have to rest for a while before continuing to climb. Fudge looked at Ji Yan differently, and remembered that he had a break when he first went to the bamboo forest, but he had a strong heart and endured to go up the mountain, and he didn't want Ji Yan to go back to the mountain and was only breathing heavily. When he reached the top of the mountain, Fudge's breathing was slightly short, and Ji Yan's newly worn robe was already wet on his chest.

Ji Yan was shocked by the scene in front of him, countless slender bamboos with emerald green and deep colors were all over the mountain, many people were cutting closer, and some were in the depths of the bamboo forest, but their movements were relatively ...... Comical. One by one, the posture is rounded, and each cut is as if it is facing a great enemy, and when the machete collides with the bamboo body, there is no unexpected break, but the sound of gold and iron colliding "......", this sound permeates the entire mountaintop.

Fudge pulled Ji Yan and walked towards the two bamboos that were closer, "Come, try chopping, remember to use force." Fudge handed the machete to Ji Yan, and Ji Yan saw that the surrounding scene was ready, and went down with a knife, exerting all his strength, the bamboo body shook lightly, and the vibrating Ji Yan Tiger mouth was numb, leaving only a faint trace.

"Well, his grandfather's, it's just different, it took me a few days to barely leave a trace, and you will see the first results with this knife, well, good. "Fudge looks like a senior, and with his round body, it's particularly funny.

"That's why I left a trace, and I didn't cut it. Ji Yan touched the bamboo body and couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

"You think too much, Xiao Ji, this is called 'Purple Gold Immortal Bamboo', and the swords of the disciples of the outer sect are all made of it, and it is a specialty of Taihe Mountain. Fudge held his head high, and the sleeves of his robe were lightly pulled to pretend to be a rich man, "We cut a ten-year-old green bamboo, and after fifty years, it will grow into a dark purple, and after a hundred years, there will be golden mottling appear, which is quite common at this time, like that kind of dark purple fades, and the golden shining alien is rare for thousands of years." ”

"Then is there a rule for how much we cut every day?" Ji Yan looked at this emerald green bamboo, not wanting it to be so magical, and the little monkey was also swinging around in this bamboo sea.

"How much do you want to cut, obediently! Like our entry less than three months every day to go up the mountain to cut bamboo, the number is not required, three months later, the provisions of two days to pay a green bamboo to the sect, more than a year of the same door three days to pay a cut into nine sections of purple bamboo, three years of the expiration of the outer sect assessment is in one day to cut the hundred-year-old bamboo and cut into nine sections, otherwise continue to stay in the outer sect or choose to go down the mountain. Fudge rolled his eyes at Ji Yan and explained step by step, the more he got to the back, the more solemn his expression became, which showed that he was also very concerned about whether he could enter the inner sect.

The two of them didn't say much, they each chose a bamboo, and began to cut the bamboo one by one according to the posture of the others, sat down to rest and drink some water when they were tired, and then continued to chop the bamboo with all their might. The brothers and sisters next to him are also trying to chop bamboo, the little monkey jumped there to take a look, sat here to rest, and occasionally went to find someone to make trouble, as if it had become its own paradise, it looked at these people's funny and hard-working posture, suddenly squeaked and laughed, laughed back and forth, and shook its four little legs back and forth on the ground. Suddenly, a stone flew by, hitting the smooth belly, the little monkey was caught off guard, turned over a dog to gnaw on the mud, a clever jump, grinning and looking around, I don't know who threw it, and after a while he sneezed again and again.

"His grandfather's, tell you to laugh at the master, and turn around and make you into steamed monkey brains. ”

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About two hours after the sun rose, everyone went down the mountain to the cafeteria on the mountainside for breakfast. Fudge looked at the bamboo that Ji Yan chopped, and couldn't help but sigh that there is a gap between people, although he also cut a crack, but Ji Yan's green bamboo faintly showed signs of cracking, and he was happy for Ji Yan and secretly cheered for himself. The two tied the wooden sign to the bamboo body as a logo, and then carried the bamboo building down the mountain.

The tea and rice in the mountains are also mainly light, and the two discussed that after eating early, they went to the dojo together to occupy a front row, and listened to the senior brother of the inner sect explain the basic meaning and cultivation experience in the sword classic. The teaching dojo is located in a stone paved grass not far from the Sword Pavilion, and every day after breakfast, the disciples of the inner sect will be arranged to come here, and the teaching and karma will be solved for a total of about an hour, during which everyone can enter and exit freely, and those who don't want to hear can practice by themselves, and no one forces them to rely on themselves.

Ji Yan and Fudge soon came to the dojo, there were not many people in the front row, the wide stone floor, only a few people sat here early, or holding the sword book alone to ponder, or sharing their experience in groups of three or five, and the rest was a futon with no one sitting on the ground. The two of them chose a more suitable position to do it, and after a while, it was full of people who were learning the Tao, most of whom were new disciples who had just started. Suddenly, there was some noise on the mountain road, and I saw a group of people coming together, led by Jiang Tianci with a black mole, he strutted his head, his left hand behind his back, and his right hand lightly twisted the hair on the mole, enjoying the crowd, but when he walked to the usual seat, it was a little unexpected: the seat was occupied. Steward Jiang, who listens to the sermon every day, never expected that someone would occupy his seat, and the person occupying the seat was still the fat man who had collided with him many times.

Steward Jiang is also generally knowledgeable, and the teaching is about to begin, arguing with this fat man will only make the deacon of the inner sect disgusted with himself, thinking that one day he will find a chance to clean him up, so he shouted to Ji Yan next to him: "You! Sit down, do you have the consciousness of being inferior to the elders and young, give me a seat!"

Ji Yan was not impatient, neither humble nor arrogant, he raised his head and said to Steward Jiang: "Steward, everything comes first and comes first, priority, I am a newcomer first, many problems in the cultivation path are unclear, and I need the guidance of Senior Brother Neizong; you are a steward who has been cultivating for many years, there is no need to compete with me for a seat that is not beneficial to you, and besides, Senior Brother Neizong will definitely be displeased when he sees this scene, you see ......"

"His grandfather's, in two days, Grandpa Jiujian Fairy is coming to see me, do you think I should 'downplay' this matter to his old man?" Fudge saw that Ji Yan was bullied, although Ji Yan persuaded people with reason, but he was afraid that Jiang Plague God would be messing around, so he still made a few words of threat.

Seeing that the two of them were not easy to speak, Steward Jiang flicked the sleeves of his robe in anger and drove them away and sat down. Not long after, Senior Brother Zhang Heng and Zhang stepped into the dojo, sat down on the upper seat, and began to preach. There were many new disciples this time, and Zhang Heng mostly just introduced the exercises and common sense of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and made a detailed introduction to the "Xuantian Tongming Sword Codex".

It turns out that the Sword Code is the fundamental practice of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and any Inner Sect Sword Technique is triggered by the vitality cultivated by the Sword Codex. Through the induction of the sword canon, Taoist practice is mainly divided into the foundation building period, the Dan Dao period, the humane period, the doom period, the true path period, the holy path period, and the heavenly path period. Before the foundation building period, it was collectively referred to as washing the marrow and refining the bones, hammering the muscles and bones, opening up the veins around the body, and refining the mind before building the foundation to resist ordinary illusory delusions. The foundation building period and the Dandao period are divided into three stages, namely Xiaocheng, Zhongcheng, and Dacheng.

The cultivation in the outer sect is mainly to refine the muscles and bones, with a certain immortal base, and then to perceive the vitality of heaven and earth, absorb the origin to oneself, to be able to achieve the inner view of oneself, to know the direction of the vitality, to condense the vitality at the dantian, when the sea of qi is formed, it is to build the foundation of Xiaocheng. Fu Ji listened to it with relish, but Ji Yan was full of doubts, how this teaching was completely contrary to what the Buddhist monks said, and he didn't dare to ask questions, and he didn't know how to cultivate for a while.

An hour passed in a flash, and it was already afternoon after lunch. Originally, the task of the outer sect was handed over to the new initiation disciples after three months, and before that, most of their worlds were still cutting down green bamboos on mountain peaks. But in the evening of the same day, Steward Jiang brought the two of them to arrange the task.

"There is no way to be a brother, Chef Zhang from the canteen goes home to save his relatives, Fuji, your family runs a restaurant, presumably it is not difficult for you to make a fire and stir-fry vegetables; Steward Jiang handed over these matters to Ji Yan and Fu Ji, and didn't ask them whether they agreed or not, but just said that he had already made his superiors known, and left with a sneer.

"His grandfather's, isn't this deliberately making things difficult for us, seeing that I won't be able to clean him up when I enter the inner sect in the future. Fudge's fat face was slightly gloomy, and his eyes showed a cold light to keep this person in mind.

"Why don't you ask your swordsman grandfather for help?" Ji Yan smiled.

"I just scared him in the morning, and the old man didn't care about me, he just told me to be prepared to endure hardships and be self-respecting;

"Hehe, it's okay, Senior Brother Zhang, who is preaching, also left me a sentence - so do it yourself. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying goodbye, waiting for tomorrow's challenge.

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At night, Qianzhang Peak is exceptionally quiet, with clouds and mist, tall and tall, and the mountain peaks seem to be flush with the moon, and the heights are not cold. A sword light swept through and landed behind the courtyard of Nanyan Palace. Zhang Heng tightened his clothes, and walked slowly to Yan Mingyuan, who was reading and drinking alone, and bowed his head.

"Disciple Meets Master"

"How are the two of them?" Yan Mingyuan asked casually as he drank the wine, his hand unrelieved.

"The steward has arranged a task for the outer sect, do you need a disciple to stop it?" Zhang Heng replied truthfully.

"It's okay, the old man doesn't care, what are we anxious about, besides, the edge of the sword is sharpened, and it is impossible to ...... it if you beat it."