Chapter 38
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Entering the hall, he saw rows upon rows of lecture rooms. Each row was divided into red, yellow, and blue.
Each color represented a realm. The Natal Opening Realm disciples were in the red lecture rooms, the Earth Origin Realm disciples were in the yellow lecture rooms, and the Heaven Origin Realm disciples were in the blue lecture rooms. The Heaven Origin Realm disciples rarely came here. Instead, they crazily accepted sect missions and accumulated contribution points in exchange for cultivation resources to prepare for the promotion trial.
Long Yunfei, Lei Meng, and Lin Yan were already in the Heaven Origin Realm. Therefore, even if they slept until noon, no one would care about them as long as they completed the sect missions.
Long Bufan walked into the red lecture room. The spacious and orderly arrangement made his eyes light up. The tables and chairs were arranged in rows from the lowest to the highest. From every angle, one could see the lecture platform. Although the disciples sitting in the back row were far away, martial artists had excellent eyesight and didn't care about distance.
The new students in the classroom had all arrived quite early. Long Bufan casually chose a seat in the middle. Just as he sat down, a figure suddenly flashed by and sat next to him. There was a faint orchid fragrance in the air.
Turning his head to look, he saw a young girl in a pink gauze dress sitting beside him. Her eyes were like clear water, and she had a light spirit. She had a smile on her peach cheeks, giving people the feeling of a girl next door.
Long Bufan didn't have any other thoughts. Since the last time he saw that peerless beauty at the sect's gate, his heart trembled. Other girls were no longer in his eyes.
He reached out and touched his chest. In his pocket was the veil that was blown off by the wind that day. He wondered if she had come back.
Almost all of the new outer disciples had arrived and were waiting for the instructors to come and teach.
At this time, a young man in a white robe walked in from the door. His angular face carried a trace of arrogance.
Seeing this person, Long Bufan couldn't help but think, "Enemies are bound to meet on a narrow road."
"Because Martial Uncle Bai suddenly went out on a mission, he specially asked me to be your sword instructor temporarily. You can call me Senior Brother Yang Feng." Yang Feng's voice was like a flood, causing the noisy lecture room to immediately quiet down.
"Yang Feng? Is he Senior Brother Yang Feng who is ranked first on the stone wall rankings? "
"Really? To have such a powerful Senior Brother as our mentor, we are truly fortunate. "
The students' initial surprise turned into excitement. Each and every one of them stared at Yang Feng on the podium with eyes full of worship.
Yang Feng enjoyed being looked at with such reverence. Ever since he entered the sect, he had been climbing all the way up. With his talent and intelligence, he had always been the focus of the Outer Palace Disciples. Now that Yang Feng's cultivation base has reached the advanced stage of the Heavenly Origin Realm, so long as he completes another mission assigned by the Sect, he can prepare to take the inner hall's assessment at any time.
"Next, I'll explain swordsmanship to everyone."
Yang Feng looked around at everyone. He didn't pay attention to Long Bufan's existence, as if he didn't see him. He said with a steely voice: "When practicing swordsmanship, you must first concentrate and feel the presence of the sword and its guidance."
"The sword is the body, and the man is the Qi. Using Qi to nourish the body, using the body to nourish Qi. Qi is also the body, and the body is also Qi. Only when the qi is united can one enter the realm. This is the foundation of swordplay. "
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