There is a Fairy Tower In Baiyun’s Birth Place

Feeling bewildered, all the students followed Senior Brother Xuanyi to the door of the sword room.

"This is the place for you to test your swords. Senior brother, let me show you to open your eyes first." Senior brother Xuan Yi said and walked into the sword testing ground.

Fortunately, the sword room is quite big, and there are more than forty students scattered in the sword room without feeling crowded.

There was a sandpit in the middle of this sword testing ground, and a few dry reeds, as tall as a person, were randomly inserted in the sand.

Brother Xuanyi stood still in front of the sandpit, closed his eyes for a while and calmed down, opened his eyes again, pulled out the sword with his right hand, a cold light flashed, and the reed had been broken into seven or eight sections.

The broken reed poles were scattered in the bunker, but the roots of the reed poles inserted in the sand pit did not move at all.

Suddenly, there was a burst of exclamation in the field.

Brother Xuanyi said: "This level is the fastest in training swordsmanship. You need to cut seven swords in a row before the first reed pole falls to the ground, and the reed pole inserted at the end of the sandpit must not be skewed."

"This level is very simple, right?" After speaking, he turned and walked to the next level.

There was an uproar among the students.

A young junior sister next to Baiyun Tower muttered: "This is the first test. I don't know if I can meet Nangong to teach after practicing sword for a year..."

Baiyunlou was speechless for a while.

All the students followed Brother Xuanyi to the second sword testing ground.

In the middle of the field stood five wooden pillars as thick as bowls, forming a circle. Brother Xuanyi opened a mechanism, and the five pillars began to rotate by themselves.

Senior Brother Xuanyi stood among the five wooden pillars, concentrated his eyes for a while, raised his hand and drew out the sword, and the tip of the sword was nailed to a two-finger-wide mahogany block embedded in the wooden pillar.

The rotating wooden pillar stopped in response to the sound, and then only heard a few crisp bangs, and the other four pillars also stopped one after another.

After Qiang Ran retracted the sword, Senior Brother Xuan Yi pointed to the hourglass next to the organ and said: "Look, there is still more than half of the sand in this hourglass. This level is a test of accuracy. As long as you practice diligently, it is not difficult."

Arriving at the third sword testing arena, the layout here is simple, without any traps. On a wooden platform in the arena, there are three pieces of wood that are half a foot thick and about half a foot high.

Senior brother Xuanyi didn't say much, he stood in front of the wooden platform, raised his sword, and the tip of the sword rested in front of a wooden section.

All of a sudden, he lowered his wrist and exerted force, penetrating the edge of the sword. With a chirping sound, the wooden section was already attached to the sword body, and there were two consecutive beeps, and the remaining two wooden sections were also attached to the sword body smoothly.

Please shake the sword body, the wooden section of the sword body was thrown back to the wooden platform, Senior Brother Xuanyi said with satisfaction: "This level, you have to use the Beng Jin in the sword technique, and the strength of the sword can pass the level smoothly."

In the fourth sword-testing arena, a wooden pier with a thick bowl mouth stands in the middle, one foot high.

Standing still and watching for a while, Senior Brother Xuanyi still drew his sword, with a flick of his wrist, the tip of the sword sank halfway into the wooden pier, and with a sound of sword sound, the wooden pier was split into two.

A student asked, "Is it split by sword energy?"

Brother Xuanyi replied patiently: "You can't use zhenqi in the basic trial of swordsmanship, you can only use the most basic swordsmanship, one sword splits the wooden pier, you need to carefully observe the texture of the wooden pier, and one sword pours into the texture In between, cooperate with the word Zhen to shake and crack the wooden pier."

In a blink of an eye, he came to the fifth sword trial field, and senior brother Xuan Yi stood in the field, and lightly stepped on the mechanism with his foot.

Immediately, small wooden **** were ejected one after another from multiple positions in front of him, and they shot at Senior Brother Xuanyi. Senior Brother Xuanyi raised his hand and swung the sword obliquely to block, with a burst of tinkling and crisp sounds, the small wooden **** were blocked one by one and bounced away.

All the students were envious for a while, but thinking that this is a test they will have to pass in the future, all of them looked unhappy.

The sixth sword trial field is similar to the fifth one. The whole sword trial field has nothing but the pedal mechanism in the field.

Senior brother Xuan Yi asked the students to step aside, and raised his hand to quiet down the hall.

After a while, stepping on the pedal lightly, there were a few soft sounds from the surrounding roofs. Brother Xuanyi, who had closed his eyes, still opened his eyes slightly, turned around with his eyes, and tapped the wooden **** from all around one by one. Fall within three feet of the body.

Seeing the silence of the students all around, Senior Brother Xuanyi said: "This test can only be passed by lightly tapping with the tip of the sword to remove the power of the wooden balls. Only when all the wooden **** stop within three feet."

"Senior brother was dumbfounded when he saw it back then, but in fact, after passing the first few levels step by step, this level is not so far away."

Seeing that the students were severely hit, Senior Brother Xuanyi comforted him: "This level is actually the last level of the seven levels. After passing this level, you can formally learn swordsmanship."

Hearing this, the faces of the students off the field did not get any uglier.

"Brothers and sisters, don't think too much, follow me to the martial arts arena first, the first level is really easy, hahaha." After finishing speaking, Senior Brother Xuanyi laughed, turned and left the sword room.

Seeing the students standing neatly on the martial arts arena again, Senior Brother Xuanyi nodded in satisfaction, and also walked over to the sword training platform of the martial arts arena.

Holding the sword flat with one hand, Senior Brother Xuanyi signaled and said: "The first test is really simple, just hold it horizontally like this, for a stick of incense, the tip of the sword does not tremble, and you pass the test."

"Pay attention to adjusting your breathing and keep your mind stable."

All the students also pulled out their long swords and tried to practice enthusiastically.

Only after practicing did I realize that it is very difficult to hold on to a seemingly simple movement for a stick of incense.

Baiyunlou has experience in samadhi, but insisted on holding on to the half stick of incense.

After listening to senior brother Xuanyi's advice, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com found a secluded corner in Baiyun Tower, concentrated on practicing for a while, and made some progress.

But thinking of the general history class in the afternoon, Baiyunlou put away the Dragon Scale Sword and went down the mountain to the Academy of Arts.

There was no surprise in the general history class in the afternoon. The old teacher of general history started slowly tens of thousands of years ago.

The previous history of the Great Xia Kingdom, although a catastrophe of self-cultivation three thousand years ago almost cut off the method of self-cultivation, the change of dynasties in the world for tens of thousands of years has been passed down intermittently through golden tripods, stone tablets, tortoise shells and other objects.

Zhiwei sees, understands the development history of these mortal worlds, but can vaguely see the development and secrets of the cultivation world.

After the general history class was over, the second daughter and Bai Yunlou came to the martial arts academy to see the little fat man.

I didn't find Fatty in the martial arts field in the front yard. I asked the instructor of the martial arts academy and found out that Fatty was still practicing hard in the martial arts field in the backyard.

It's only been half a day of martial arts class, and Nangong Feiyang's name is known to everyone.

The martial arts teaching gave each student the same training method with minor differences, except for the little fat guy who was special, he just exercised his body eighteen times.

When the students were practicing kungfu in the martial arts field in the front yard, the little fat man was practicing eighteen falls in a corner, which made a group of students laugh wildly. The martial arts teacher had to let the little fat man go to the backyard and slowly beat him in the martial arts field alone. .

The three of them hurried to the backyard, and saw the little fat man struggling to get up from the stone slab, then flew back with a strange posture, and fell heavily to the ground.

Seeing it, Junior Sister Xia couldn't bear it for a while, and wanted to step forward to stop it.

Bai Yunlou stretched out his hand to stop her and told her to wait a while, saying that the little fat man has a solid foundation and will not suffer internal injuries, at most he will suffer a little bit of flesh and blood.

Dongfang Ziyan on the side nodded slightly, as if she admired this junior Nangong.