Who taught him to practice swordsmanship like this?

After morning classes ended, Su Baichen, under Wang Xingyuan's protection, followed the crowd to the canteen for breakfast.

A large bowl of millet porridge, two large steamed buns, and a plate of pickles...

This is Su Baichen's breakfast.

He was mentally prepared for this, since he had entered Changchun Palace to cultivate, and the food would definitely be light and simple.

In the dining hall, Su Baichen finally learned how many young disciples there were in this batch... probably close to two hundred!

Isn't there way too many disciples?

Su Baichen clicked his tongue in amazement.

"Brother Wang, Little Brother Su, we've finally found you!"

Su Baichen quickly looked in the direction of the sound and saw Lin Zhaodi walking over with her bowl of porridge and dishes in a delighted manner.

"Sister Lin, you're in too! That's great! All three of us have now entered the sect."

He was quite happy.

Perhaps because there were only the three of them in Fenglinzi, the three fellow villagers developed a good relationship during their journey.

"Sister Lin, I don't think I saw you during my morning class today?"

Lin Zhaodi replied with a shy smile, "I'm taking classes with the female disciples... By the way, I heard we'll be learning a sword technique together this morning. We've already missed a day of instruction, and I don't know if we'll be able to keep up."

Wang Xingyuan was a man of few words: "I'm not afraid."

He is very confident.

Su Baichen replied, "If we study hard, we will definitely be able to catch up with the schedule."

He felt that sword practice was probably something the elders of Changchun Palace did to help their disciples strengthen their bodies, and that it shouldn't matter how well they practiced it.

Seeing that her two companions were very confident, Lin Zhaodi didn't say anything.

"However, besides sword practice in the morning, I heard that we also have to attend literacy classes in the afternoon, and then learn the method of cultivating qi in the evening... It all sounds very difficult."

She still looked distressed.

Su Baichen asked in surprise, "How do you know so much, sister?"

Wang Xingyuan was equally surprised: "How come you didn't know any of this?"

Su Baichen was speechless. Yesterday, it was that Daoist Changgu who brought him here, rambling on and on but never mentioning what he was going to face next.

Wang Xingyuan sighed and said, "Alright, I'll give you a brief explanation."

"The first three months are the learning phase for all newly recruited outer disciples. They will learn the 'Eternal Spring Scripture,' basic swordsmanship, qi cultivation techniques, and literacy."

"After March, if anyone can directly complete the Qi-induction process, they will be accepted into the sect as a formal disciple and learn more from the master."

"If that doesn't work, then you'll have to take on a lot of miscellaneous tasks, trying to cultivate yourself while doing what you can for Changchun Palace."

"So if you can become a formal disciple after three months, you can continue to focus on cultivation. Otherwise, you'll have to waste your time in the outer sect."

Su Baichen nodded repeatedly, finding the rules quite reasonable.

He had been wondering how Changchun Palace managed to support so many outer disciples. Now he had the answer.

After resting for fifteen minutes after the meal, everyone went to the training ground to assemble; it was time to learn swordsmanship.

The one who taught the sword was a refined gentleman in a blue robe named Qingfeng Han, who was a swordsman from the inner sect who was an outer sect disciple.

He immediately had everyone practice the sword moves with him three times, and then let them practice freely. He would give pointers when he felt like it, but he seemed quite tired.

This casual teaching left Su Baichen bewildered for quite a while. He finally managed to memorize the opponent's moves after three repetitions, and then he and his friends tried it over and over again. After a whole morning, they could only barely manage to get it to be passable.

During this time, Qing Fenghan only glanced at the three-person group on this side twice and did not pay much attention to them.

Lunch was another light meal, with little meat, but there was a good variety of vegetables.

Su Baichen didn't really care about the afternoon's cultural classes, but who knew that they would include explanations of some obscure characters from the Changchun Jing!

Reluctantly, he listened for an hour, and actually gained quite a bit from it.

After class, there is an hour for dinner, which is the free time for outer disciples.

However, everyone was very enthusiastic about learning, practicing swordsmanship or discussing scriptures in small groups.

Su Baichen and his two companions agreed to practice swordsmanship together at the training ground, as they felt they needed to catch up on the lessons they had missed.

The three of them practiced together and quickly became quite skilled.

But after all the actions were in place, Su Baichen had some other feelings.

That is why this sword technique seems to have a strong connection with the Everlasting Spring Sutra?

His keen intuition allowed him to perceive the connection, and he then calmed down and practiced it repeatedly.

His movements slowed down as he tried to feel every change clearly.

Then, a sudden inspiration struck him, and he silently recited the Everlasting Spring Sutra, enhancing his sensitivity during sword practice...

Silently recite the true scriptures, let your mind follow the sword's movements.

Unbeknownst to him, a surge of heat rose within his body, slowly becoming a mighty current that flowed through his limbs and bones.

At this moment, perhaps only one word can describe Su Baichen's state: awesome!

Both body and mind feel refreshed.

As he finished his stance, he understood exactly what to do from the sword moves. As the sword moves slowly came to an end, the surging heat in his body also gathered in his dantian.

Comfortable and great!

Su Baichen slowly opened his eyes, feeling refreshed both physically and mentally.

"Little Su, why are you practicing so slowly this time?"

Lin Zhaodi noticed his unusual behavior and quickly asked him what was wrong when he stopped.

Su Baichen immediately shared his discovery: "This sword technique is actually an unparalleled divine sword that can refine and guide qi, and the Everlasting Spring Scripture is the general outline of this sword technique..."

As they listened to his excited words, their eyes widened, and they both showed expressions of eager anticipation.

Half an hour later...

"It's a pity there wasn't enough time. I could already feel it," Wang Xingyuan said with some regret.

Lin Zhaodi didn't seem to have any particular feeling about it. She simply advised gently and shyly, "There's plenty of time ahead. You're all so capable, you'll definitely be able to enter the inner sect. There's no need to rush."

The three of them packed away their wooden swords used for practice and then went to eat together.

There's still homework to do in the evening, so there's absolutely no time to relax.

The evening class was taught by the Elder of Transmission, and this time all three of them were well-prepared, bringing paper and pens to take notes.

but……

The elder who was transmitting skills glanced at Su Baichen, then looked surprised. Suddenly, he tapped Su Baichen's desk with his ruler and said, "Go outside."

Su Baichen was taken aback, feeling a pang of grievance, but he could only obediently get up and stand outside.

Lin Zhaodi and Wang Xingyuan both looked worried, but there was nothing they could do.

Su Baichen stood outside the hall for an hour until the get out of class ended, when the elder who was passing on his skills said indifferently, "Young man outside, come in."

"Tell me, which lineage did you learn from? Being taught a skill beforehand isn't a big deal, but you need to clearly state your origins!"