This cultivation world was never serious from the start.

"A portrait of the deceased?" Su Zhe's eyes widened.

"That's right," Mingxi nodded slowly. "Master has been missing for many years. The Eighth Elder once said that Master might be dead, so a portrait was made in case of emergency."

Su Zhe felt that something was a little unreliable. Could a cultivator really prepare a portrait for an unforeseen need?

He scratched his head and, under Mingxi's guidance, completed the apprenticeship process.

"From today onwards, you are a disciple of our Tianwen Sect."

After the process was over, Mingxi looked at Su Zhe.

"Greetings, Senior Sister!" Su Zhe was very perceptive and took the initiative to bow.

Mingxi nodded. "I don't know much about cultivation, but I do know a little about body refinement. And you are known for your indestructible golden body. Even if Master is not here, I can guide you for a while."

Su Zhe's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly he remembered something, so he took the initiative to ask, "So, Senior Sister, how did we get up here?"

"I just jumped up here, it's only three hundred feet." Mingxi said matter-of-factly.

Three hundred zhang? A full 1,000 meters?

Su Zhe's vision went black; no wonder he almost died just now!

"This level is just average. You haven't started body tempering yet, so you don't understand. You'll understand after you start body tempering."

Seemingly noticing Su Zhe's shock, Mingxi spoke calmly.

Su Zhe was greatly shocked, but his shock didn't last long.

  

"Let's not delay, let's start body training as soon as possible."

Mingxi continued.

"Today?" Su Zhe was taken aback. So soon?

"No," Mingxi shook her head, "it's now."

Before Su Zhe could react, Ming Xi had already reached out and peeled off her master's "portrait," crumpling it up into a small paper figure.

The paper figure grew larger in the wind, quickly becoming the size of a normal person. Except for lacking facial features, it was almost identical to the paper figures used in the funeral industry!

"Senior sister has only a superficial understanding of cultivation, but she knows a little about body tempering. The first thing to do if you want to temper your body is to get beaten up."

As soon as Mingxi finished speaking, the paper figure made a starting gesture.

Su Zhe: ? ? ? ?

"Wait! Senior sister! How long am I going to be beaten?" Su Zhe asked hurriedly.

"Once you can fight the paper doll to a standstill, or escape from its clutches, this stage will be over," Mingxi said. "By the way, if you can't win, you can also beg for mercy and take a break."

Su Zhe finally breathed a sigh of relief. So, if you can't beat someone, you can always run away or beg for mercy!

That makes things much simpler!

With a snap of Mingxi's fingers, the paper figure rushed over and delivered a powerful punch to Su Zhe's stomach.

A sharp pain shot through his abdomen, as if he had been hit by a great wind. Su Zhe felt as if his internal organs had been displaced!

Su Zhe opened his mouth, almost begging for mercy, but before he could utter the first word, the paper figure attacked again!

The punch landed on Su Zhe's mouth.

The chance to cry out in pain or beg for mercy was suddenly gone.

Su Zhe clutched his stomach with one hand, just about to choose the third route and run away.

The paper figure slapped Su Zhe's leg, rendering him unable to run away.

"Don't just stand there and take the beating, stand up and fight him! Remember! You have the Indestructible Golden Body, the strongest physique!"

Mingxi's voice rang out from the side.

Su Zhe struggled to stand up, only to be punched in the lower back by the paper figure.

……

After being beaten all day, Su Zhe lay on the ground, panting heavily.

"Not bad. I thought you could only last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. I was prepared to stop once you begged for mercy, but I didn't expect you to last for five hours."

Mingxi stepped forward, a satisfied look on her cool and pretty face.

Su Zhe almost burst into tears. Was it because he didn't want to beg for mercy?

The paper doll slapped its own mouth!

Mingxi put away the paper figures and lifted a large wooden tub, taller than a person, filled with hot water from the room with one hand.

"A medicinal bath in a little while will lay the foundation for your indestructible golden body," Mingxi said.

She began to put medicinal herbs into the wooden bucket: "Centennial wild ginseng, herbaceous Ganoderma lucidum... powder from the Third Elder's longsword, waste from the Fourth Elder's alchemy furnace, ash from my master's whisk, and three drops of my essence blood..."

At first, it sounded normal, and Su Zhe was deeply moved. He never expected that this senior sister would be so considerate.

I should have known better than to secretly curse my senior sister when I got beaten up!

As Su Zhe listened, he became more and more surprised!

Longsword powder? Residue from an alchemy furnace? Ashes from a whisk?

What the hell is this?

Mingxi had already placed all the materials on the edge of the wooden barrel.

The wooden barrel was bubbling and bubbling, and after it burst open, it turned into a visible seven-colored dust cloud that rose into the air.

"The medicinal bath is ready, come quickly."

Mingxi jumped down from the wooden barrel and spoke to Su Zhe.

"Senior sister, this color..." Su Zhe hesitated for a moment, then Ming Xi simply grabbed Su Zhe and threw him in.

The imagined pain did not occur.

Because Su Zhe fainted immediately.

He had a bizarre dream. In it, the Third Elder's sword was chasing him, yelling "Give me back my life!" The Fourth Elder's alchemy furnace was bouncing around, trying to knock him into it. His senior sister was riding on his head, asking him with a sickly smile if her blood tasted good...

The next day, when the sun was high in the sky, Su Zhe suddenly woke up and sat up straight, almost bumping face with the faceless paper figure opposite him.

Just as Su Zhe was about to scream, the paper figure reacted quickly, and this time the first punch landed directly on Su Zhe's mouth.

Su Zhe instinctively wanted to run, but when he saw the paper figure raise its foot as if to kick his leg, he immediately stopped.

"Come on! Let's fight! I refuse to believe I can't beat you by tomorrow!"

"I refuse to believe it will happen on the third day..."

"Day four..."

……

"Not bad, it's only been half a month and you've already managed to fight back. We can proceed to the second stage."

Mingxi spoke up.

Su Zhe was so moved he almost cried.

He's only been a beginner for half a month, and he's been getting beaten up every day for no reason. It's just a paper doll, and he can't even beat it.

If he can't beat them, fine, but this sly paper doll always slaps him in the mouth first, giving him no chance to beg for mercy!

"Do you know why I let you get hit first?" Mingxi asked.

Su Zhe shook his head; his mouth wasn't healed yet, so he couldn't speak.

"The Undying Golden Body excels in physical strength, and battles inevitably involve hand-to-hand combat. You must first experience what it feels like to be hit before you can know how to fight to bring out your advantages."

Mingxi said earnestly.

Su Zhe nodded thoughtfully.

"Now that you've learned to fight back when you're being attacked, you can begin your cultivation," Mingxi continued.

Su Zhe was shocked. He thought he was already cultivating, but it turned out that the first half of the month was just being beaten up?

Seeing that Su Zhe hadn't gotten any answers, Mingxi led him to a mountain spring and waterfall.

The waterfall has a drop of more than 30 zhang (approximately 15 meters), and the sound of the flowing water is deafening.

"This is a body-refining technique I've tailored for you these past few days, called the Undying Scripture," Mingxi said, pointing a finger at Su Zhe's brow.

In an instant, as if my brain had been opened, a string of memories flooded into my mind.

The Immortal Scripture is specially designed for those seeking an indestructible golden body; refining it grants immortality and indestructibility...

"Go, meditate and cultivate on that rock, and if you get washed down, just go back up."

Mingxi pointed to a rock directly below the waterfall and spoke.

Su Zhe glanced at it, nodded, and confidently walked over.

The rock was located directly below the waterfall. Su Zhe struggled to climb up, only to be swept back down by the rushing water, and then he climbed up step by step again.

Mingxi sat beside him, casually unfolded the paper figure, and turned it into a portrait of the deceased, placing it next to her.

"Master, I've found you another apprentice. Now your spirit can rest in peace..."