"From now on, you tie stones to your ankles and wrists, and you do what I do."
Everyone had things weighing a thousand kilograms tied to their bodies as if they had eaten bitter gourds. The heavy feeling made it difficult for them to move.
Wen Yi: "Start swinging the first sword!"
Let alone swinging their swords, they couldn't even lift their hands!
Wen Yi was also tied with four black stones. She stood on the high platform with an expressionless face and raised her hand to wave the first sword.
The sharp sword light is like lightning splitting the dark night.
Light flashed, and a terrifying ravine a hundred feet deep suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.
In an instant.
All the beautiful male cultivators who were mourning were silent.
Quiet.
Deathly silence.
The sound of the wind became extremely harsh in everyone's ears. They couldn't help but hold their breath and looked squarely at the incredibly delicate and beautiful girl.
"You say that I am not worthy of the Qi Training Mirror, but at least you who are at the Foundation Establishment level should be better than me." Wen Yi said coldly: "Now that I can swing this sword, if you can't,
"Master." Seeing that he couldn't even lift his hands, Shang Shang burst into tears and said, "My disciple, you have been embarrassed."
Wen Yi: "..."
She didn't ask the merchant to tie up a thousand catties.
No matter how cruel I am, I will never embarrass a six-year-old child.
"Two hundred kilograms is enough for you." Wen Yi divided his stone into four pieces, each weighing fifty kilograms. "I will teach you how to breathe first."
It was the first time for me to take my six-year-old kid to look for opportunities in a secret realm.
While the other monks were trying hard to raise their hands and swing their swords, Shang Shang also learned to breathe in and out, gathering his energy and concentration.
He is very talented and can learn almost everything.
Wen Yi was not in a hurry to let him practice the ruthless way, but first strengthened his body.
the other side.
Gong Shuyuan stood by the river, the mountain wind blowing the bangs on his forehead, "You mean Wen Yi didn't take her group of male cultivators to run around in the mountains, have sex or have sex in the wild, but let them carry heavy weights and practice
sword?"
The disciples from Jishu Academy who came to convey the news nodded heavily: "Back to Young Sect Master, yes."
"Okay, don't worry about it." Gong Shuyuan's voice was still gentle, but his eyes were fierce, "Act according to the original plan, and remember not to conflict with the people of Ziyun Palace."
He is not afraid of Ziyun Palace, but to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Of course Gong Shuyuan tried every means to enter the Qingyun Secret Realm not just to play with his disciples.
"It's the Young Sect Master." Gongshu Yi paused, "Young Master already knows that the Seventh Elder and the others are practicing swordsmanship, what should I do if they want to cause trouble?"
Gong Shuyuan pinched his temples where he had a headache, "If he wants to die, he can do whatever he wants."
Everyone thought that Gong Shuyuan doted on his nephew, but in fact all this was just superficial.
Who would like a dude with average qualifications?
Moreover, Gongshuyuan and his elder brother have the same mother, and Gongshupan's father has passed away long ago, so his grandfather just fostered the child in his name.
Gongshu also saluted: "Yes."
...
"The treasures in Young Master Qingyun's secret realm are really as numerous as stars."
The disciples of Jishuyuan were like locusts passing by, stuffing good things into their storage bags when they saw them.
In just a few hours, half of the spiritual plants, spiritual grass and spiritual trees in Qingyun Secret Realm fell into their pockets.
Gongshu Pan looked at their hopeless appearance, with a mocking smile on his lips, "Short-sighted."
These things are good, but they are not as good as Orchid Grass, which is a treasure of Xuan-level genius.
Treasures and treasures are divided into heaven and earth, black and yellow.
These three categories are divided into top grade, middle grade and low grade.
If you can get Lanzhi grass, you will win less than half of the competition.
At this moment, Feng Feng Huohuo, a disciple sent by Gongshu Pan to monitor Ziyun Palace, ran over and said, "Young Master, we found traces of people from Miao Miao Huan Palace."
"Where are they?" Gongshupan has a psychological impact on Wen Yi. If he can't beat him, shouldn't he feel disgusted with her?
The disciple pointed in a direction and said, "They are practicing swordsmanship over there."
"Come to practice swordsmanship in the secret realm?" Gongshu Pan was confused. He didn't know what Wen Yi was planning. "Let's go and have a look."
Whatever Wen Yi wanted, he would destroy.
Who told Wen Yi not to give him face?
He remembered this grudge!
...
"Seventh Elder, my hands are too tired to lift. Can the weight of the black stone be reduced?" A beautiful male cultivator looked at Wen Yi with spring eyes, trying to exchange his beauty for Wen Yi's conscience.
"Don't use your face to seduce me. In terms of beauty, there is a big difference between you and me." Wen Yi looked at herself in the mirror and straightened her slightly messy temples:
"As for the weight issue, as long as you say you give up and quit, I will immediately send you out of the Qingyun Secret Realm."
The handsome male cultivator wiped the sweat off his face and forced out an ugly smile:
"I can, I can do it, it's just a weight of a thousand kilograms!"
Except for Wen Yi, the other beautiful male cultivators were also in constant pain, but none of them said they would give up.
If you give up, all your efforts will be wasted.
Wen Yi didn't care at all whether Ziyun Palace and Ji Shuyuan got the Ganoderma lucidum grass needed for the Ten Thousand Sheng Ceremony, genius treasures or magic weapons such as the Sad Bell, she just trained these incompetent people by themselves, taking easy tasks and evading the hard ones.
beautiful male cultivator.
In just a few days, these fair-skinned and beautiful people were tanned and turned yellow, and their palms and soles developed large and small blisters.
Wen Yi did not just stand there and set up camp, but led them all the way to the depths of the Qingyun Secret Realm.
Wen Yi is determined to obtain the fragments of the Ice Thunder Immortal Sword and the Qian Yuan Immortal Sword.
She did not place her hopes on these handsome male cultivators who had no ambitions.
Instead, he planned to train their muscles and bones, and let them practice when their bodies were strong enough to adapt to the killing formation.
As he walked, his spiritual intuition made Wen Yi feel an unprecedented danger.
"Hide." Wen Yi ordered, and everyone hid in an orderly manner.
In the past few days, Wen Yi let them practice sword swinging in the morning and afternoon.
At noon, we taught these people how to identify Ganoderma lucidum and Ganoderma lucidum, as well as their effects, and taught them how to make talismans and seals.
Practice sword swinging at night.
When everyone sees that they can benefit, they naturally cooperate.
"Master, what's going on?" Shang Shang hid under a broad leaf. His fair little face was tanned and his eyes were bright and shiny.
"Stand here and don't move." Wen Yi flew into the air with a solemn expression.
She relies on her spiritual intuition to find danger.
Hidden, Wen Yi saw the disciples of Jishu Academy hiding high on the mountain peak.
There were about eight or nine disciples of Jishuyuan. They formed a circle and huddled together, as if they were plotting something.