Perhaps because they already had the foundation of drawing talismans before, everyone learned to draw Qi into their bodies very quickly. In just a few months, most of them had already advanced one or two levels in their cultivation. Especially Yun Heng, he went from early-stage Soul Formation to mid-stage Soul Formation. But these people's meridians had not been cleansed by Spirit Qi for a long time, and the impurities in their bodies had accumulated for a long time. It would definitely affect their foundation.
Because of this, Lonemoon decided to let them stop drawing Qi and directly switch to basic sword techniques. Sword techniques could strengthen one's physique and help to clear the meridians. Other than that, he forced everyone to abstain from eating to prevent more impurities from accumulating.
People who had just started abstaining from eating were very painful. Although they would not feel hungry with the Pill of Fasting, they were used to having three meals a day. Even if they were not hungry, the desire to eat was hard to suppress. This was also why it was better to take in disciples as young as possible.
Especially these people who were changing their cultivation, most of them were adults. They had been eating grains for decades, and now they suddenly ran out of food. Naturally, it was a kind of torture for them. But Lonemoon was a strict teacher. He was very determined to abstain from eating. He directly stopped the canteen and even closed the mountain gates.
So the rear hall of the entire immortal sect, which was the only place where people could eat, became the place where they had to practice sword techniques and study mental cultivation techniques.
So … so fragrant!
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He turned his head and looked at the row of people lying on the wall. They were drooling, and their eyes were glowing green. Shen Ying was stunned. Under the gaze of hundreds of eyes, she silently ate another mouthful of rice.
Indeed, in the next moment, a series of gurgling sounds came from outside the wall. Faintly, there was also the sound of people drooling even more happily.
Suddenly, she was a little worried. This wall … wouldn't collapse, right?
The feeling of being stared at by hundreds of pairs of eyes while eating every day, Shen Ying really felt … no pressure at all. In fact, she even wanted to add another dish to her plate.
"Chef, make two more dishes. I'm not full."
"Yes Master, no problem Master!"
Lonemoon who just entered: "…"
Yun Heng who just entered: "…"
Everyone on the wall: "…"
"Cough!" Lonemoon coughed heavily, successfully attracting the attention of the group of people on the wall. His expression turned cold. "Have you all finished practicing the basic sword techniques for today?"
All of a sudden, everyone froze, like a child who had made a mistake. "Replying to … Exalted Master, we have already … finished practicing."
"You still have the strength to lean against the wall? Looks like it's too easy. Tomorrow, I'll practice a hundred times more!"
Everyone's face turned pale. "…" Are you a devil?
For a moment, wails and cries could be heard everywhere. Everyone had no choice but to quietly retreat from the wall and flee with their tails between their legs.
"And you!" Lonemoon turned and glared at a certain foodie. "Why must we eat in the yard? Can't we go back to our rooms and eat? "It would affect the morale of the army!
Shen Ying replied as she ate, "The table in the room is too small. It won't fit."
Lonemoon scanned the table full of dishes and pursed his lips. This reason was really irrefutable.
"Don't worry, Exalted Master." Yun Heng smiled and said, "They're just not used to fasting for the first time. They'll get used to it after a while."
He could only think of it this way.
A few days later, the number of people drooling on the wall became fewer and fewer. They no longer came to watch and instead asked in person.
"Master Shen, I heard that your cultivation method is different from ours."
"Master Shen, I heard that you don't need to fast?"
"Master Shen, I heard that you were the one who taught Exalted Master Si Yu and the others their cultivation techniques!"
"Master Shen, when are you free? Can you give us some pointers?"
"Master Shen, do you think I have the qualifications to cultivate your cultivation technique? The kind that doesn't need to fast. "
Yi Qing: "…"
Shen Ying: "…"
Lonemoon: "…"
His heart skipped a beat. It was as if he smelled the scent of a second Invincible Sect.
He suddenly had the urge to expel a certain person from the Invincible Sect from the sect.
"Cough, that …" Yun Heng chuckled and hurriedly changed the topic. "Oh yes, Fellow Daoist Yi Qing called me here in such a hurry. What's the matter?"
Only then did Yi Qing remember the matter at hand. He turned to look at Song Ren, who was staring at Yun Heng like a thief. Yi Qing conjured a seal and turned his illusory body into his soul body. "Yun Heng, have you seen him before?"
Yun Heng paused. He did not understand what Yi Qing meant, but he still looked Song Ren up and down seriously. After a while, he shook his head in confusion. "I've never seen this little brother before."
"Who's your little brother!" Song Ren retorted reflexively. He snorted and said, "Don't try to make connections."
Yun Heng was speechless. It was as if this was the first time he had met such a rude person. But he still said in a good mood, "I've misspoken, but …" He turned to look at Yi Qing and said, "I've really never met him before. Why do you ask, Fellow Daoist Yi Qing?"
"You've really never seen me before?" Song Ren looked at him suspiciously. His face was full of disdain.
"Indeed, I've never seen you before." Yun Heng nodded.
"You're not pretending, are you?" Song Ren looked even more suspicious. He turned to Yi Qing and said, "Exalted Immortal, sanctimonious Mystic cultivators like them are the best at lying. Don't believe them so easily."
"This …" Yun Heng looked innocent, but he still explained kindly, "Fellow Daoist, I've been in seclusion for decades. This is the first time I've come out. I really don't know you."
"His name is Song Ren. He accidentally forgot something important," Yi Qing explained. "That's why we want to understand what happened."
"I see …" He nodded. Then, he thought of something and suggested, "Although I don't know him, there are many Mystic cultivators here. What's more, most of them travel all over the world. Why don't I go and ask around? I'm sure there will be some results? "
"Would you be so kind?" Before Yi Qing could speak, Song Ren suddenly snorted.
"Since Fellow Daoist Song is a friend of the Exalted Masters, I will naturally do my best to help."
"You make it sound so nice!" Song Ren's expression became more and more irritated. He could not help but feel angry. "Who knows what you'll do when you get the chance?"
"…"
"You don't have to worry about me. Who knows, you might end up in trouble."
"Fellow Daoist Song … you don't trust me?"
"You have such a detestable face. Why should I trust you?"
"You …" Even a clay figurine would get angry. Song Ren's words were so rude that Yun Heng could not help but frown.
"What, you want to kill me to silence me?" Song Ren's expression became even more furious. He was trying hard to suppress something. His whole body was tense, as if he was going to rush out the next moment. His whole body seemed like it was going to explode.
"Rich ghost!" Shen Ying suddenly reached out and patted his shoulder.
Song Ren was stunned. His body, which was tense just now, suddenly became like a balloon that had been patted. Something inside of him leaked out completely. He turned to look at Shen Ying, stunned. "Exalted … Immortal?"
"Speak properly."
Song Ren's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion. Then, he lowered his head and did not continue speaking.
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