Xiuxian Work Log

Chapter 131 Ziyang Sword Sect

The subsequent treatment is relatively simple, mainly focusing on adapting to the newly grown arm.

And...try holding the sword with your left hand.

The green leaves vibrated, and Lin Qingyue controlled the direction of his fall so as not to hit Yu Junxue's spiritual flowers and herbs.

"Get up and come again."

Wenren Shuyu clasped his hands across his chest and carried his sword on his back without taking it out.

As he said, he didn't use his spiritual power or his hands. He just kicked Lin Qingyue down again and again.

Lin Qingyue took a deep breath, supported himself on the ground with his right hand, and slashed towards Wenren Shuyu with the sword in both hands.

Wenren Shuyu said lazily, "I thought you had your own sword style, but you are no different from the butcher in the pork shop."

"You're focusing too much on technique, but the most important thing about a sword is the Dao. And you need to use all your strength when you strike. Don't worry, you can't hurt me."

"I said so much for a reason." Wenren Shuyu soared into the air and stepped on Lin Qingyue's sword, his toes light. "Do you really want to practice sword?"

The sword under his feet changed direction and was thrust upwards with great force.

Wenren Shuyu lowered his eyelashes, fell backward, and landed safely on the ground.

Along with the attacking sword came the girl's angry words.

"If you don't want to practice sword, you can't practice sword? Do you have to ensure that your heart is sincere when practicing sword?"

The sword behind Wenren Shuyu trembled slightly, and he dodged Lin Qingyue's attack. He found Lin Qingyue's weakness and kicked her directly in the chest.

Even though Lin Qingyue blocked the attack with his sword in time, he was unable to withstand Wenren Shuyu's power. Deep marks were left under his feet as Lin Qingyue crashed into the bamboo.

"Of course not."

Wenren Shuyu approached Lin Qingyue and looked at the exhausted girl.

"But if you want to go further, you must have your own sword path. Even if you don't have it, you must still enjoy it. If it's just for strength, with your talent, why don't you join the Beastmaster Sect?"

Lin Qingyue pursed his lips and said, "Because the Ziyang Sword Sect is the strongest, I need my strength to become stronger."

"What do you think sword cultivation is?"

Lin Qingyue: "Work hard on your sword skills and punish the wicked."

Wenren Shuyu: "Those are just polite words. I'm asking what you think."

Lin Qingyue was stunned. Wenren Shuyu squatted down and touched her head.

"It's okay if you don't know. Many people are like this, living in a muddle-headed way their whole lives."

of course not!

Lin Qingyue brushed his hand away, "Don't touch my head."

Wenren Shuyu withdrew his hand: "Okay."

"I'm going to go on a mission."

Wenren Shuyu suddenly said something that made Lin Qingyue feel a little confused.

"Oh, I see."

"Alas." Wenren Shuyu squatted down and touched his face. "I originally planned to send you to Ziyang Sword Sect, but time is tight and the mission is heavy. I can't send my future junior sister back."

Lin Qingyue: "When are we leaving?"

Wenren Shuyu's eyes lit up: "Are you going to see me off?"

Lin Qingyue: "No, I'm also planning to leave for Ziyang Sword Sect."

There was a pause.

"Otherwise, we won't be able to catch up on time."

The Zi Yang Sword Sect’s entry-level competition is held in the early autumn (September), and it takes some time to travel from the Rebirth Valley to the Zi Yang Sword Sect’s teleportation array.

It was only after Lin Qingyue arrived in Zhongzhou that he discovered that teleportation arrays existed in various locations throughout the region. Qingjing Town was located in Xizhou, a region where spiritual energy was scarce and unable to sustain the energy consumption of teleportation arrays. Therefore, teleportation arrays were rarely seen in Xizhou.

This is why the Wang family has been able to dominate this lucrative sea route and has never been resisted.

Because there is no teleportation array to compete with the Wang family.

After Wenren Shuyu left, Lin Qingyue paid for the medicine and the consultation fee, which totaled 100,000 low-grade spirit stones, which was ten times more expensive than the 10,000 low-grade spirit stones he had inquired about before.

Yu Junxue said disdainfully: "What do you know? How can those ordinary bone buds compare to what I grow? Besides, I'm a great doctor, do you understand? Charging you 100,000 low-grade spirit stones is a bargain."

Lin Qingyue: "Okay."

It's not like she has no money anyway.

Yu Junxue looked at her spending money lavishly and sighed.

"It's true that only when you run a household do you know how expensive firewood, rice, oil, and salt are."

Yu Junxue thought Lin Qingyue was a lady from a wealthy family.

Lin Qingyue silently pulled Wen Lingyun down the mountain, passing the bamboo forest and wooden bridge they had come from. After winding their way through the mountain road, they finally found the medicine hall in Wangsheng Valley, bustling with people.

"Hey, make way!"

Lin Qingyue dodged the wandering cultivator that was flying towards him.

"Where's the doctor?! I want to see the doctor! Can you cure it?"

He was a richly dressed man, who was scolding the medical disciple.

"It's cured very well."

"Do you mean what you say?"

The doctor was confident: "My master is a great doctor. I guarantee that your illness will be cured."

……

On the way to Zi Yang Sword Sect, more and more people came.

As the number of people increased, a long queue formed. It was dark overhead and there was no end in sight.

Lin Qingyue used a bit of his consciousness to look at Wen Lingyun, and various sounds came from the front.

"Why do we have to queue? There are too many people."

"The Ziyang Sword Sect only holds its entrance exams every three years, so naturally there are countless people."

"Mother, I don't want to practice swordsmanship. I want to become a Dan cultivator."

"What's wrong with you, kid? Now that you've become a sword cultivator, what kind of elixir can't you refine?"

"I really don't know why I have to queue up with these mortals, it stinks~"

Lin Qingyue looked at the male cultivator in front of her who was whispering. The male cultivator was startled when he saw her gaze.

"Did you hear that?"

Lin Qingyue: "Many people have heard it, be careful not to get beaten."

This time, the male cultivator really didn't speak again.

The line was long, but moved quickly.

As the number of people in front of him decreased, Lin Qingyue could see the scene in front of him clearly.

The five sword cultivators who were captured to do the work were busy writing.

Everyone found a sword cultivator, who barely even raised his head.

"Spiritual roots are congenitally deficient, you can leave now."

"It's not me who joined the Sword Sect, it's my young lady."

The swordsman looked up at the young lady beside the housekeeper.

"My spiritual roots are below average, but still acceptable. Are you sure you want to join the Ziyang Sword Sect? But let me make it clear first, even if you pass the entrance examination, you will only be an outer disciple and cannot bring servants in."

"I know."

The butler took the sign and handed it to the lady who was a head shorter than him.

Soon it was Lin Qingyue and Wen Lingyun's turn.

Before she could get close, the swordsman in front of her made a sound of surprise.

"Spiritual roots are top-notch, and this is also top-notch. Are you interested in going to Wurong Peak? I am a disciple of Wurong Peak. Maybe we will have a chance to meet again in the future!"

The swordsman next to her was attracted by her movements and looked over.

"What's so good about Wurong Peak? You might as well come to our Wuhe Peak."

"I think you're just jealous. Don't leave after this is over. Let's go to the sword arena and have a fight."

"Well, whoever loses will give the winner a bottle of Yuhua."

"Aren't you so poor? Do you want Yuhua for a sparring match?"

The swordsman in front of Lin Qingyue handed the sign to them, and Lin Qingyue took out her sign.

"one is enough."

"Ah—" the sword cultivator retracted a sign. "I knew it, Master-Uncle and the others acted very quickly. Excuse me, which sword front are you planning to join?"

Lin Qingyue: "Let's talk about it after the entrance examination is over."

"Then come on!"