The Wonderful Way

Chapter 126
At the entrance of Zhanjian Peak, ten Foundation Establishment disciples were already standing upright in less than Mao's time.

Among the ten people, apart from Chu Miao and Wei Huai who were implicated, the other eight were very anxious, and even the hot-tempered Hao Shan and Zhong Wan couldn't help being a little trembling.

The peak in Chunri was still a little bit cool, and everyone was blown by the cool mountain wind, and the fatigue of the daily competition was much more awake.

Although the punishment this time was much lighter than the usual fights with the same family, but because this is where Lu Baiming's cave is located, no one dared to speak, for fear of offending this tough man by chattering.

At this time, everyone remembered that Wei Huai would always accompany Lu Baiming, and couldn't help looking at him sympathetically.

As soon as Maoshi arrived, the formation at the entrance of the peak was slowly closed, Chu Miao and Wei Huai stepped into it first, and everyone behind them looked at each other and entered the peak bravely.

Seeing that Lu Baiming didn't show up, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Although they knew that they were always under his consciousness, as long as they didn't see that stern face, they would feel a lot more relaxed.

A handyman disciple in the mid-stage Foundation Establishment came forward, as if possessed by Lu Baiming, and led everyone out of the Sword Washing Pond with a cold expression.

Xijian Pond is the holy place for all sword cultivator disciples of Tianji Sect, and it is also a good place for other disciples to strengthen their bodies.

Since Xijian Pond is located on Zhanjian Peak, not everyone can come here whenever they want, so everyone said that this punishment was easy.

Although immersion in the pool for three days will suffer some hardships, but it can benefit endlessly for a lifetime.

Ten people came to a standing stone tablet and wrote three bold and simple characters on Xijianchi.

In front of the stele was a white mist that could not be seen clearly. It was the sword washing pool that several people were about to enter. Feeling the slightest sword intent coming from the depths, everyone couldn't help shivering.

"Junior Sister Chu, Junior Brother Wei, do you... want to try it first?" A disciple stepped back a few steps and asked tentatively.

After hearing this, Hao Shan gave the disciple a blank look, "Whoever comes first has to enter. Could it be that Junior Sister Chu and Junior Brother Wei go first, so you can feel less pain?"

The disciple laughed dryly twice, and didn't speak anymore, but still insisted on standing at the end and refused to step forward.

Zhong Wan chuckled, "Brother, you can't just fight fast! We have to show the momentum to beat up Xuandezong when we are punished!"

After talking and joking, everyone calmed down, as long as they didn't go to the depths of the Sword Washing Pool, there was no danger in staying by the pool for three days.

Everyone no longer cares about who comes first, but concentrates on meditation and walks towards the edge of the fog.

Xijian Pond is not a pool, there is only white mist condensed from sword energy and spiritual energy, because it looks like a white pool from a distance, so it is called Xijian Pond.

The mist floated gently, seemingly harmless, and when Chu Miao touched the mist with her foot, she felt a chill mixed with a trace of sword energy, following the meridians and acupoints on her feet, rampaging in her body, causing a slight pain.

Fortunately, the meridians of the physical body in the Foundation Establishment Stage were not weak, so Chu Miao just endured a breath, and continued to walk down.

Immersing her whole body and head in the mist, Chu Miao felt as if her whole body was pierced by thousands of sword qi. She couldn't help but groaned, and then sat down cross-legged after holding back.

"Senior brothers and sisters! How are you?" A disciple couldn't help hissing and gasping for air, and asked everyone.

Chu Miao resisted the severe pain and replied, "It seems to be pierced by the sword energy from the head, and the meridians in the body are painful."

Hao Shan couldn't bear it anymore, and yelled loudly, "Ah! Me too, it hurts so much!"

Seeing that everyone was like this, except for Chu Miao and Wei Huai, the other eight couldn't help but yelled loudly.

Zhong Wan also groaned a few times in pain, and asked in Wei Huai's direction: "Junior Brother Wei, didn't you respond? The pain is killing me."

"I also feel a little bit of pain, but I can still bear it." Wei Huai's voice was different from the usual cheerfulness, it seemed a little low, and he was clearly enduring the pain of the sword energy entering his body, but he was determined and never groaned.

"Junior Brother Wei and Junior Sister Chu can bear it, Senior Sister is convinced!" Hao Shan twitched in pain, gritted her teeth to utter a word.

I don't know who moved too much, disturbing the soft mist for a while, and the deeper white mist hit everyone, carrying a higher-level sword energy, tearing violently in everyone's body.

Everyone couldn't even scold them, they could only focus on their luck, resisting this wave of extremely strong sword energy, so as not to get hurt.

Chu Miao was also shocked by the stronger sword energy and almost didn't cry out.

The white mist drilled into the Baihui acupuncture point one by one, and then wandered around the meridians all over the body. While destroying it, it also had a strange power to restore the torn meridians and lungs.

Going back and forth like this, Chu Miao felt that she was numb, but she really felt that the repaired meridians became more flexible.

In the fog full of sword energy, she couldn't open her frail eyes, Chu Miao felt cold and sticky all over her body, as if soaked in cold sweat.

In fact, it was the impurities excreted from the body by the sword qi, and the blood that cut the skin and flowed down, mixed and coagulated dark blood stains.

After a few sticks of incense, the surging mist slowly stopped, and the sword energy entering the body returned to a low level. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, but they didn't dare to move at will.

No one spoke for a long time in Xijian Pond, and it seemed to be separated into another world in the mist, and the changes of the sun and the moon outside could not be detected.

Chu Miao could only count with her fingers, only to realize that it was already night and it was already a day in the pool.

"Junior Sister Chu, how do you feel?" Zhong Wan couldn't bear the dull atmosphere, and after getting used to the pain from the sword energy entering his body, he wanted to chat.

"I'm fine, I don't feel much pain anymore. Where's Senior Sister Zhong?"

"I'm used to it too, but I feel that the meridians have become stronger, don't you?"

Seeing that Chu Miao answered yes, Hao Shan also took up the conversation, "Me too. It seems that the skin is also different, why don't you try poking it lightly?"

Everyone moved their fingers lightly, for fear of causing the mist to surge again.

After trying it, I found that although the skin is still soft, it feels quite invulnerable.

"Sure enough!" Zhong Wan said pleasantly, "It seems that this time is not in vain, if I knew I would beat those people up again, maybe I could stay longer!"

A male disciple continued: "Still beating hard? I think those boys are going to suffer internal injuries! If they are going to be beaten to death, we will have to go to the center of the sword washing pool to be punished!"

Hao Shan snorted, "They didn't ask for it themselves! Besides, if the sect didn't know the reason, how could they punish us like this?"

"That's right! Xuandezong started looking for trouble first, and even said those words that humiliated our sect. If we didn't do nothing, we would be embarrassing to the sect!"

Everyone said something to each other, completely forgetting that they were being punished, and everyone was honored, as if they had done something important for the sect.

Wei Huai and Chu Miao were extremely helpless, and they forgot their situation again.

After a while, Chu Miao interrupted the rhetoric of several people, "Senior brothers and sisters, once you get excited, the fog in front will be drawn again."

"Ahhh!! It hurts so much, the sword energy is stronger this time!"

"Senior Sister Hao! Stop shaking around!"

"It's not shaking, it's the fog itself shaking!"

Everyone gritted their teeth and sat cross-legged on the spot, not daring to move a single finger, but the mist still didn't stop, and it kept rushing towards us from a distance.

Everyone suddenly felt that the sword energy was stronger than before, and they could only fight with all their strength again.

Chu Miao guessed a little in her mind, this time it was probably not her and the others who disturbed the mist, but Lu Baiming's hand.

Sure enough, when everyone was still struggling, they heard Lu Baiming's voice seemed to be floating in their ears.

"Talking too much will lead to failure, misfortune comes from the mouth, recite the precepts 21 fifty times."

All the disciples secretly complained, thinking that they still annoyed the tough man, but no one dared to show dissatisfaction, and they all recited the precepts in unison.

"Abstain from too many words, refrain from light words, refrain from wild words, refrain from miscellaneous words, and refrain from joking"

After fifty times, everyone felt that the sword energy entering the body was not so unbearable, and the strength of the body increased a little.

Everyone who was still proud just now also understood that some things only need to be known by themselves and cannot be announced.

Thinking of this, he didn't say much anymore, he just endured the sword energy silently, and soon three days passed.

(End of this chapter)