"Just take it when I tell you. It's an order, not a discussion."
"You have time to kill monsters, why not think more about how to make yourself stronger."
Liu Ruyue frowned, but her tone was much harsher.
Jiang Li was speechless for a long time.
Finally, Liu Ruyue stood up and put the space necklace into Jiang Li's hand. Then with a gentle push of her hand, Jiang Li was pushed out of Ruyue Pavilion, and the door was tightly closed.
Gradually tightening his grip on the space necklace in his hand, Jiang Li swore that he would live up to his master's kindness in this life.
He slowly knelt down, kowtowed to his master three times, and then left resolutely.
When he came to the ladder to climb to heaven, a dark knife box fell straight from the sky.
"Kunpeng Sword!"
Jiang Li was stroking the black knife case, his eyes were extremely deep.
Master treated him with all he had.
After finding the two pointed barrels, Jiang Li started climbing up and down the ladder to heaven again, and this time, he could clearly feel that the pressure brought by the Kunpeng knife box on him was stronger.
Obviously, Liu Ruyue adjusted the properties of the knife box in order to train him.
In addition, the pressure brought to him by climbing the ladder has become stronger, which should be related to his improvement in realm.
When he was in the Awakening Realm, the pressure he endured would naturally be much less. Now that he has broken through to the third level of the Spirit Spring Realm, the pressure will naturally increase exponentially.
However, Jiang Li liked this feeling of being abused very much. He bared his teeth and walked towards the ladder step by step.
One day later.
Following Liu Ruyue's teachings, Jiang Li has officially started his training journey. He got up at five o'clock, had breakfast, and began to practice the most basic sword skills such as drawing a sword, chopping, slashing, stabbing, and picking.
I practiced until ten o'clock, took a half-hour break, and rushed to the Qingyun Peak Martial Arts Pavilion to learn about the low-level yellow-level martial arts with various attributes.
At around one o'clock, I have lunch, and then start climbing the ladder to strengthen my physical and mental strength.
Until about six o'clock in the evening, Jiang Li had dinner, and then began to sit quietly beside the dark knife box, falling into a state of enlightenment.
He repeatedly immersed himself in that dark space, and he saw all kinds of sword energy.
Especially the yellow-level martial arts skills he saw in the Qingyun Peak Martial Arts Pavilion were all performed in this dark space at this moment.
When Jiang Li picked off a part of it and reorganized it, an illusory figure would appear in this dark space to practice the martial arts he had imagined for him.
Jiang Li was overjoyed when he discovered this. This meant that he had a huge cost of trial and error, and he could use it to demonstrate his martial arts in the future.
"What kind of treasure is this Kunpeng Sword? It has such a heaven-defying effect."
Jiang Li sighed a little. Sure enough, it is really important to have a good master.
Afterwards, he devoted himself to self-improvement without sleep and food, focusing on the basics over the weak. Jiang Li's strength was quietly improving.
The other side.
When the sky was bright, Liu Ruyue turned into a gust of wind and rushed to Tianfeng.
The big bell of Tianfeng rings seven times, and almost all the disciples of Qifeng can hear the long and echoing sound of the bell.
Even on Qingyun Peak, Bing Yujie, Zhou Nan and others who were immersed in cultivation also stepped out of their courtyards one after another.
"Master, how much pressure will you bear this time?"
Bing Yujie murmured to herself, her jade-like complexion showed a burst of sadness, and she clenched her fists slightly, only hating that she was weak and could not help her master with his worries.
Zhou Nan, who was in the courtyard far away, stood tall and strong, opened a pot of strong liquor and poured it into his mouth.
Maybe being intoxicated can make him forget reality.
Qingyun Peak has been weak for a long time, and there is no hope of rising. The master and master of the peak are struggling to support it alone, but one day she will eventually fall.
Qingyun Peak seems to be coming to an end in this era.
Liu Xiaofei, Mulan, Peacock, Pearl, Liuying, etc. gathered together in silence, none of them could share their master's worries.
Among them, Liu Xiaofei is the one who feels the most uncomfortable, because Liu Ruyue is his biological sister, and Qingyun Peak is his home.
The cold-faced Zhao Chuan and the chubby Liu Yingbei stopped making noise this time. They were both somewhat silent.
"I said, you are so talented, shouldn't you work harder and help Master share some of the pressure?"
Liu Yingbei said with a smile.
"Have I not worked hard enough? I have already reached the Sword Sect Heaven Ranking. This is already my limit."
Zhao Chuan shook his head slightly, but this time Zhao Chuan didn't open his mouth again and attacked Liu Yingbei.
"Oh, it's a pity. I'm not very qualified. I can't hope to help my master in this life."
Liu Yingbei said feeling sorry for himself. Although there was a smile on his fat face, how much was it filled with joy? How much was it self-deprecating?
Jiang Li, who was on the ladder to heaven, naturally heard the seven consecutive ringings of the Tianfeng bell, but he did not pause at all and continued to hone himself.
He has to work hard to become stronger so that he can share his master's worries.
Tianfeng.
Liu Ruyue was walking on the road to Tianfeng, and she could see talented disciples everywhere, and people were coming and going, making it very lively.
"In the past, I, Qingyun Peak, was far better than this. It's a pity that all the glory came to an end in one day, alas."
Liu Ruyue sighed softly, full of desolation.
Soon, she arrived at the main hall of Tianfeng.
In the main hall, the leader of Tianfeng Peak, Liu Zhantian, who is also the master of the Sword Sect, did not come today, and the master's seat was vacant.
Next to the main seat is a big man wearing a tiger skin vest with a rough face and a beard. He carries a huge sword on his back. There is a slanted scar on the bridge of his nose.
It gives people a sinister feeling.
If it is used while walking outside, it will definitely play a role in stopping children from crying.
Liu Ruyue glanced at him, and then sat down directly at the seat belonging to Qingyun Peak.
"Ruyue, I'm afraid you will be challenged again today, and this is the first time you are facing the Seven Summits since Li Tianyu's betrayal. Now you have no cards in your hand. I'm afraid Qingyun Peak will really be banned this time.
Already."
Sitting next to Liu Ruyue is Ji Hongxue, the leader of Yaofeng Peak. She is considered one of the seven peaks of the Sword Sect and has a better relationship with Liu Ruyue.
"I think everyone can see how much I, Qingyun Peak, have contributed to the Sword Sect."
"I don't believe that everyone will really forget that fierce battle that almost destroyed the Sword Sect. If I, Qingyun Peak, hadn't gone on to fight and sacrifice my life, there wouldn't be the Sword Sect today."
"But as long as I, Liu Ruyue, am here, Qingyun Peak must be here. Whoever wants to ban Qingyun Peak, let them cut off my head and step over my body!"
Liu Ruyue glanced at the entire audience and her tone was cold to the core.
"Junior sister, this is quite true. We have never banned Qingyun Peak for our own selfish desires."
"You don't have to be so resistant. Our sword sect is one and the same. We want to ban Qingyun Peak just for the sake of more rational use of resources."
The Siming Crazy Sword Liu Dachuan said with a smile, but it only touched the scar on the bridge of his nose, making people unable to feel the slightest kindness.