Chapter 17: The Imperial Sword Takes Flight

  A young monk with a broom, sweeping the floor, directed seven people to their destination. The seven passed through several open corridors and two buildings before finally arriving at "Biyun Pavilion".

  In the grand hall of Biyun Pavilion, a 40- or 50-year-old cultivator sat on the central cushion. This person was Luo Geng, the inner sect master of Biyun Sword Pavilion, who specialized in training about 400 to 500 male inner sect disciples within Biyun Sword Pavilion.

  About a dozen inner disciples sat below Luo Gong, quietly listening to Luo Gong's explanation of the immortal mechanism, their expressions extremely serious, not missing a single word.

  Luo Geng let Zhang Fei Yang and others sit in the great hall, adding to the dozen or so inner door disciples who were already seated inside, a total of more than twenty inner door disciples, began to seriously listen to Luo Geng's lecture.

  Luo Geng said: "Most of you are new inner disciples who have joined in the past two or three months, so I will repeat it again. The cultivation of an inner disciple focuses on training one's tendons and bones. First, train your body to be strong and robust, like steel and iron, and make yourself immune to all diseases. Laying a solid foundation for immortality is the most important thing. I have already taught your senior brother Sun Hongyuan the method of training you, and he will lead you in physical exercises every day."

  Sun Hongyue stood up, and with a fist and a bow, greeted the new inner disciples. Sun Yue was quite robust, with a tiger's back and bear's waist, his eyes were spirited, and at a glance, it was clear that his spiritual power was not low.

  Lu Gong walked up to the new inner door disciples, his palms shining with a silver light. He pressed down on the Baihui acupoint on each of their heads, and a burst of immortal energy surged into their bodies, unblocking their meridians.

  Lu Gongdao said: "Alright. I have already opened your heavenly gate, now go and read books."

  "Except for the harmful or useless impurities in your bones, from now on, you will cultivate your bodies and eat celestial food, which will grow new celestial bones, greatly beneficial to your future cultivation of celestial techniques. From now on, every first day of the month, come here and I will once again help you smooth out your meridians. My powers are limited, so helping you once a month is already a great blessing for several lifetimes." Luo Gong finished speaking, his body floated away, and he landed outside the door. He pointed to the ground with one finger, and a flying sword appeared, carrying Luo Gong into the sky, disappearing from sight. He had gone alone to a certain celestial realm to focus on his cultivation.

  "Drawing Sword Flying" Zhang Feiyang ran out and looked up at the sky, but he could no longer see Master Luo Geng's figure.

  "How cool would it be if I could master sword flight? It would make picking up girls so much easier!" Cao Wan also ran out and said with envy.

  "You two, come here. Without my permission, how can you just run out like this? If everyone runs around everywhere, how can I manage over 400 people? Now that the master is gone, everything here is decided by me, understand?" Sun Hongyue called Zhang Feiyang and the other back.

  Sun Hongyue put on a haughty expression, his chin raised high, almost parallel to his nose. Zhang Feiyang didn't have a good impression of Sun Hongyue, but since he had just arrived at the Nei Men Pavilion, he had to keep a low profile for now, so he didn't say much either.

  What happened next proved that Zhang Feiyang was right. Sun Hongyue's storage ring flashed red, and seven volumes of immortal techniques appeared in his hand. He gave one to each of the seven new inner disciples, saying: "This is what Master asked me to give you. The basic sword technique of Xianjian Pavilion. You all have a certain amount of spiritual power, so practice according to what's written in the book. As inner disciples, we only have this basic sword technique, so don't think about other advanced techniques. Just focus on cultivating this one, got it?"

  Sun Hongyue finished speaking, and brought the seven new inner disciples to the inner disciples' dormitory building. The dormitory had two buildings, each with three floors, and each could accommodate over 300 people. Zhang Feiyang and the other six were assigned to the first floor of one of the dormitory buildings.

  Each inner disciple has a bedroom, and in the bedroom there is only one bed and one wooden cabinet, and no other furniture. Each bedroom wall is connected to the wall, extending along the corridor all the way to the bottom of the dormitory building, with two rows of bedrooms on either side of each corridor, very standard.

  Every morning, the inner disciples take turns to fetch water from the valley in the order of their dormitories. There is a bronze water-fetching plaque that is passed around among them; whoever receives it will go to fetch water the next day.

  The place to fetch water is in a mountain valley three kilometers away, which is very laborious and time-consuming. One must get up before dawn, otherwise they will be punished with whips and sticks on any part of the body except the head. No inner door disciple dares to be late.

  Of course, with so many inner disciples using water, every day there will be a dozen or more people taking turns to fetch water, so the water source is sufficient.

  Inner disciples collectively eat, the dining hall is very large and can accommodate over a thousand people. The chef's dishes are all made with lingzhi xiancao, not only delicious but also rich in fairy energy, which has a certain auxiliary effect on increasing spiritual power for cultivation.

  These lingzhi and xiancao are all picked by the inner disciples every day, the good ones are collected together and sent to those true transmission disciples and elders for their use, while the bad ones are made into food for the inner disciples.