Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature.

Chapter 258 Damn, this place really deserves to be completely destroyed! (Subscription required)

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers, a group of eight people, were selected and soon set off under the leadership of the woman in red.

After leaving Tianliang Town, they boarded a boat at Liangshui Wharf.

Even though the spring tea has not yet come out, there are already several ships loading and unloading goods at the dock here, which shows the scale of the tea industry in Tianliang Town.

The remaining servants boarded another boat.

Soon, the boat entered a narrower river channel.

The river flows rapidly, and both sides are lined with straight cliffs or dense forests. When you stand on the boat and look out, you can't see the top at all.

The faint howling of ancient apes that appears from time to time adds a lot of mystery to this area.

Duan Yun couldn't help but think of the little monkey who came to repay his gratitude before. The monkey hadn't come for a long time, and no one knew what its situation was now.

At noon, a thick fog suddenly rose in the river, and the surroundings were hazy white.

The wooden boat was still moving in the river without slowing down. The scenery in the fog seemed to hit people's eyes, making Duan Yun have the illusion that the boat would hit the iceberg and sink in the next second.

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers noticed that when they arrived here, the river channel was sometimes wide and sometimes narrow, and the boat had to change direction at any time.

The river channel has become complicated, and coupled with the thick fog, it is easy to get lost.

This is like a natural barrier, which is probably why Mingyu Palace has always been mysterious.

First, I don’t dare to look for it, and second, it’s hard to find.

At this time, someone brought green pills and asked everyone to take them.

She was a young female disciple of Mingyu Palace.

He always had a cold face and looked like he was out of touch with the world.

Seeing that Duan Yun and his group had doubtful and worried expressions, the female disciple couldn't help but sneer and said, "This is a miasma-avoiding pill. If you don't want to be poisoned by the miasma, take it. You are so alert, it seems like someone wants to harm you."

"When I, Mingyu Palace, want to kill someone, I will kill anyone I want, not just you, the little cats and dogs. Even if you are a famous figure in the martial arts world, I will kill you if I want to."

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers believed what she said.

After all, the Mingyu Palace dared to offend even an old man like him, and even an unknown young man like him, so who else would they not dare to offend?
And Duan Yun also discovered that there were indeed some outstanding people in Mingyu Palace.

Since servants were being recruited this time, those who came should not be important figures in Mingyu Palace, but it can be seen that both the woman in red and the old woman are quite powerful.

In an ordinary sect, he is at least at the level of an elder.

Even the young female disciple who came to deliver the message this time was just a handyman, but in other sects she would be a highly valued and promising person.

All I can say is that just looking at the level of the disciples of Mingyu Palace, they are much stronger than those of other sects in the world.

Previously, several "senior sisters" from Mingyu Palace were able to get support from the Murong brothers, which also proved this point from the side.

The disciples are all quite good, but what about the elders and the palace master?
What exactly is Mingyu Palace's unique skills?
Brother Murong, an old hand at fighting, quickly confirmed that this was indeed the miasma-repelling pill, so he and Duan Yun quickly took it.

I have to say, this pill tastes sour and sweet and is quite delicious. Duan Yun feels that it is a bit like the "Jigong Pill" snack that he often ate in elementary school.

At this time, the originally snow-white mist had a hint of light green.

It seems that Mingyu Palace did not lie to them, there is indeed poisonous miasma here.

The gate to Mingyu Palace is indeed difficult to find due to the fog, poisonous miasma and complicated river channels.

After about another half an hour, the boat slowed down and the fog gradually dissipated.

"arrive."

The cold-faced female disciple just now said.

The boat stopped at a shallow beach, and the clear river bottom was covered with pebbles.

This should be an island. From here, the shore looks ordinary with only trees and weeds growing wildly.

Nine out of ten wild islands on the waterside of Yun and Yu states look like this.

Under the guidance of the old woman, they soon came to a dirt road.

As he walked, Duan Yun couldn't help but open his eyes wide.

Because here, both sides of the road are planted with corn.

In front of us, there appeared a village with white walls and black tiles.

When they arrived at the village, the old woman nodded and said, "You will live here from now on."

Duan Yun couldn't help but ask, "Is this Mingyu Palace?"

"Of course this is Mingyu Palace." The old woman replied.

This answer made Duan Yun a little confused.

Since last winter, he had heard countless times from the Murong brothers, Shen Ying and Feng Ling'er that Mingyu Palace was a holy place in the martial arts world and also a forbidden place. The Palace Master of Mingyu Palace was a martial arts legend. The palace was full of fearsome female disciples who were not to be admired from afar or played with.

Therefore, in his mind, Mingyu Palace should be a place with beautiful scenery, clusters of palaces, flourishing flowers and trees, but without much worldly atmosphere.

But now, this farm and the large cornfield outside.

If this farm was not an ancient building in this world, he would have thought it was a farm house that produced a lot of corn and was good at making firewood chicken.

This is actually the holy land of martial arts, Mingyu Palace.

Especially when he saw another yard full of corn kernels and strings of corn cobs hanging on the wall, Duan Yun could no longer hold back.

How much must the people in Mingyu Palace love corn?

The Murong brothers were also a little confused. They hadn't expected that Mingyu Palace would be so down-to-earth.

But they quickly accepted this.

Living in a place like this, at least you won't go hungry.

The next moment, when the old woman brought them to a courtyard, they heard a painful cry.

I saw a young woman kneeling on the ground, her hair being pulled by a middle-aged woman and being slapped repeatedly.

The slap was so hard that the young woman's face quickly turned red, swollen and purple, but the old woman did not stop.

"Shout? You are not worthy of shouting at your level of cultivation!"

"Slapping you is a blessing for you!"

"You dared to sleep for three hours yesterday?"

The middle-aged woman questioned while slapping him.

"Aunt Fu, I was too tired last night and couldn't hold back."

There was a loud bang, and the slap was so hard and fierce that the young woman's nose bled.

"How dare you talk back?"

"Otherwise, you might as well go back and carry manure, and forget about staying in Mingyu Palace."

"OK?"

"People like you will just go back to being pigs and dogs."

The young woman quickly replied, "Aunt Fu, thank you for your warning and teaching. I will work hard to cultivate and live up to the cultivation of Mingyu Palace!"

Seeing that Auntie Fu was still calm, the young woman said, "Auntie Fu, I'm sorry for you and for the cultivation of Mingyu Palace. From now on, I will only sleep for two hours. Also, please give me the blessing needle, please wake me up with the blessing needle."

Aunt Fu looked at her coldly and said, "You said it." As she spoke, a string of needles suddenly appeared in her hand.

The next moment, the young woman let out a shrill scream because the needles had pierced her shoulders and she began to twist her body.

Aunt Fu, on the other hand, had an expression of enjoyment.

The young woman nearly fainted from the pain, but when the needle was pulled out, she still kowtowed and said, "Thank you Auntie Fu for your blessing."

She walked away swayingly, and immediately, a new female disciple came to Aunt Fu and said with a guilty look on her face: "Aunt Fu, I haven't made any progress in my cultivation in the past three days. Please bless me!"

With a slap, another terrible slapping sound was heard.

A look of joy appeared in Aunt Fu's eyes again.

Seeing this scene, Duan Yun thought of Madam Rong, only younger.

All the newcomers, including him, felt a creepy feeling for a moment.

Seeing this, the old woman explained, "This is Aunt Fu. From now on, you have to practice with her. What you see is just the appearance. She is also doing this for the good of you."

"This is the precious understanding that Elder Yang, the Grand Elder of Mingyu Palace, has gained from his many years of training disciples, that is, 'insult is an art'. Insulting and trampling on disciples' bodies and minds can stimulate their potential and help them comprehend the techniques."

"If you want to stay in Mingyu Palace, or even become a disciple of Mingyu Palace, you have to work hard."

"Do you want to go back and be a hopeless commoner for the rest of your life, or do you want to stay here and even become a disciple of Mingyu Palace? It all depends on your performance."

Looking at the one or two female disciples who came here voluntarily to be humiliated, the two heroes, Duan Yun and Murong, felt that this place was hateful and evil.

In order to get people to work hard and test their skills, Elder Yang from Mingyu Palace actually used such vicious methods, which were simply forcing people to become ghosts. And yet he still said that this was good for them?

Duan Yun and Murong brothers stayed.

Just as they had just seen, the Aunt Fu who was in charge of them was extremely cruel.

As soon as they came in, they were labeled and given nicknames.

"You look innocent, but you might be a slut. From now on you will be called the innocent slut." Aunt Fu looked at Duan Yun and said.

If he hadn't been lurking to look for someone, Young Master Duan would have slapped him long ago.

Aunt Fu saw that he looked unconvinced and said, "Why? Unconvinced? If you are not convinced, then prove it to me! If you are really talented, then comprehend the skills thoroughly and become a true disciple of Mingyu Palace. Then you will be a fairy."

Then, she looked at the Murong brothers next to her and said, "You are so shy, but you can't change your nature as a slut. You! From now on, you will be called a natural slut!"

"Why are you staring so wide-eyed? If you're not convinced, prove it with your results!"

Having said that, she looked at the next one.

"You smell like pig and have a little belly. From now on, you will be called a sow."

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers had never expected that on their first day at Mingyu Palace, they would be doing the pua by a mean woman in a place that looked like a farm and was full of corns!

"Look carefully, this is the Mingyu Palace's unique learning stele! People like you are so lucky to see such a treasure!"

Aunt Fu stood in front of a stone tablet under the pavilion and spoke.

"There is a magical technique contained in this. As long as you can comprehend it successfully, you may become a true disciple of Mingyu Palace. If not, you will be what I call waste."

"Mingyu Palace doesn't accept trash!"

It has to be said that all the actions of this woman really aroused the competitive spirit of Duan Yun and Murong brothers.

What the hell is this gift from heaven, what magical skill, I want to see what this is!
With the one-in-a-million supreme talents of the brothers Duan Yun and Murong, they actually got the hang of it very quickly.

Yes, Duan Yun had already figured out that this was actually a finger technique without even using his amazing wisdom.

But Brother Murong was different. He felt that what was engraved on the stone tablet was a palm technique.

However, in order to avoid exposing their talents and arousing suspicion, they kept a low profile and did not reveal them.

At this time, many people were standing in front of the stone tablet.

There are about fifty or sixty people in total. All the candidates selected by Mingyu Palace for the tests over the years are probably here.

Among them were the women who had just been slapped and stabbed with needles.

Duan Yun was standing there peacefully, but was suddenly pushed away by a woman.

The big woman looked at him and laughed, "A newcomer standing in such a good position, but he doesn't know his own weight."

As she spoke, the woman performed a kicking technique towards the stone tablet in a very realistic manner.

Immediately, disciples gathered around to watch.

"Senior Sister Zhao has a new insight!"

"This kick technique is so exquisite."

As they were talking, some of them took out papers and started drawing, as if they wanted to memorize the kick technique.

Duan Yun looked at the leg technique and felt that it was not particularly exquisite, but it did have some method.

Could it be that this woman really learned the leg techniques from this stone tablet?

At this time, the woman had finished her practice, with a complacent look on her face, and said, "You can only imitate the basics at best, but it's not bad at all."

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers just thought that this woman was quite arrogant. She even dared to be arrogant in front of them, who were one in a million geniuses in cultivation. It was really weird.

The two have decided to find a suitable opportunity to slap her in the face and let her see what a frog in a well is, what a genius is, and what astonishing wisdom is.

As a result, there was only a crisp sound, and suddenly a deep five-finger mark appeared on the woman's face.

She slapped herself hard.

Then, all those who had imitated her before slapped her hard. One of them, who probably had bad teeth, had one of his teeth knocked out.

"Well done! Keep it up! Let these newcomers know what talent and improvement are!"

"Opportunities only come to those who are willing to endure hardships!"

As they spoke, the group of people continued to comprehend the stone tablet as if they had taken drugs.

Duan Yun and the Murong brothers now realized that this group of "old people" were hostile to them, the "newcomers".

What she meant by opportunity was the opportunity to stay in Mingyu Palace and become a disciple of Mingyu Palace.

Auntie Fu has said before that the three people with the slowest progress will be eliminated every half a month, which is referred to as the "bottom three elimination".

These old people want to eliminate these newcomers and get out.

Yes, this group of people led by Senior Sister Zhao have persisted here for at least half a year and consider themselves to be the elite among the elite.

Afterwards, the sound of slapping oneself could be heard from time to time, and some people even took out needles to prick themselves, continuing to comprehend in front of the stone tablet.

Duan Yun stood there, feeling confused for a moment.

Why the hell did it suddenly curl up?

When he first came here, he just felt that Elder Yang, the Grand Elder of Mingyu Palace who caused the "Insult is an art", was a beast who exploited people who were testing their skills and should be dealt with. Then, Aunt Fu, who had mastered the essence of Elder Yang's skills and liked to insult and pua people, deserved to be liquidated.

These two people are enemies, and these people who are trying their skills are all pitiful people.

But when he saw these old people who were inexplicably hostile to them, he suddenly felt that these people were not worthy of sympathy.

Damn, this place deserves to be completely destroyed!

(End of this chapter)