Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect-Chapter 294 - 240 Confinement_3

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Chapter 294: Chapter 240 Confinement_3

When descending, it was unclear how long we flew and teleported, but climbing back up didn’t take long; before long, a light appeared, and the exit was no longer the shrine of the Daoist Tower, but emerged from a crevice resembling a mine tunnel.

Outside stood a Golden Core Realm disciple of the Sword Sect, with average looks, thick brows, big eyes, and the large and tall appearance of a sword cultivator, looking impatient.

He saw someone climbing out and was about to speak when suddenly a foul stench assaulted his nose. As it turned out, Tie Dan had been fighting fiercely in the Three Constellations, and his blood clothes hadn’t been changed, stinking and scabbed, naturally with a strong odor after using the Immortal Pill to expel impurities while tempering the sword underground.

The person retreated two steps, covering his mouth and nose, disgusted, and asked,

"The Sect Leader asks, have you repented?"

Tie Dan replied with a blank expression,

"I have."

The person said,

"You disregarded the admonition and went down the mountain without permission, which should have resulted in expulsion from the master. But considering that you have made contributions to the Mystic Sect, and someone pleaded for you, you’re given a chance to reflect behind closed doors for three months, thereby offsetting your merits and demerits."

What? It’s already been three months? Strange, isn’t it...?

Then the person said,

"Don’t dawdle, come out with me, change clothes and take a bath, you really stink!"

So the person walked ahead, leading the way in strides, and Tie Dan followed behind, breathing to replenish Qi, occasionally looking up at the Cloud Platform Peak in the sky.

Although he hadn’t yet ascended the Immortal Mountain, he had already entered the Nine Yin Mountain.

Looking around, many Taoist temples, elegant rooms, Alchemy Room and Medicine House, classrooms, and playgrounds could be seen, with many little children as well. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

Yes, children, or rather boys, in one glance they were all boys, roughly fifteen to sixteen years old, grouped into teams of nine, wearing simple clothes and sandbags tied around them. Some were running laps around the mountain, some were jumping around the Mei Hua Pillars, some were fighting with wooden swords, while others were hung on trees, bound to poles, with Foundation Establishment instructors whipping them.

Tie Dan immediately recognized it as the ancient method of training soldiers from the old guard days, considered the most basic Body Refining Technique. He had seen it in Shuofang too, though the specific training courses had slight differences. For example, over there, the practice was more on horseback archery, while here, it was clearly all hand-to-hand combat.

Of course, it wasn’t just Body Refining; Sword Sect practiced Qi and Body Cultivation, but to refine Qi, you first had to learn to read and recognize words.

Before, Tie Dan was a Head Dog, so he could squat by the Gate Valve’s school to receive elementary instruction. Later, he merged memories with Chen Xuantian and further received the Old Xuan Sect Daoist Collection’s transmission. With his extraordinary comprehension, he barely counted as entry-level.

However, most of these children were in their first life of cultivation, starting with reading and writing to learn adequately to cultivate and refine Qi later. Entering the village cottages and Taoist temples, he saw even more children there reading and practicing writing in the school, still the same, getting hit with a ruler for mistakes.

Walking along this path, Tie Dan saw hundreds, all sifted once for root bone talent, capable of refining Qi. And for the subsequent foundational literature and martial arts courses, another meticulous selection for outstanding talent and comprehension was likely needed. Those who successfully established their foundation could become the serving boys at the top of Cloud Platform Peak.

Of course, these children were all picked based on root bone and Immortal Fate and retrieved from outer mountains. Like Tang Tong, who donated money at home to directly ascend Cloud Platform from Honzan, was naturally different.

As for after ascending Cloud Platform, the entry, sword transmission, and big competitions, there was no need to elaborate further.

The person brought Tie Dan to a secluded courtyard, covering his nose and pointing,

"Wash up, you’re stinking!"

Was it a public bath for the children’s bathing and cleansing using a medicine bath...

Thus, Tie Dan unceremoniously soaked into the pool, opened his eyes, and looked at his reflection in the bath.

Skin and bones, cheekbones protruding, eyes with tiny pupils, fierce appearance evident, with an ugly sword scar between his brows and sword power still lingering.

Due to his lifespan being exhausted, sustained by Elixirs, his hair color was dark and lackluster, adding to his originally darker skin tone, making him appear more gloomy and surly, with a face of impending doom.

Appeared as thin as a stick...

Alright, although a cultivator can practice Fasting and not eat, they still need a feng shui treasure ground with abundant spiritual charm to replenish nutrients to the brain before seclusion. Unless they have consumed Divine Beast meat, most still need to hold Grain Avoidance Spirit Pills in their mouths and take Ginseng Chrysanthemum Soup.

And samurai iron-pumping Body Refinement further exhausts Essence Blood. A few days without protein replenishment could deflate one’s muscles, yet this time ended up looking like neither human nor ghost, it seemed indeed, much time had passed.

Still, Tie Dan found it peculiar, as he knew how many cycles of Qi flowing he performed daily. Even if heavy injuries consumed more, or if the Divine Sense was affected, slowing practice unconsciously, the difference was excessively large, right?

Based on his estimate, he at most stayed in that cave for three to five days. How could months have flown by in a blink?

Moreover, could three months without killing really be alright... Could it be that his skills were wasted...

Thus, raising his hand, he gathered a strand of sword energy to check his power, and Tie Dan froze.

Uh, the Heavenly Ruin Sword Qi turned black...

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