Xiuxian Work Log

Chapter 142: Sharing the Difficulties

"Damn it Yang Zishen! Where the hell did you hit the camera?!"

Lin Qingyue kept searching at the bottom of the cliff. He didn't know if the camera had fallen into some place without spiritual energy, and Lin Qingyue couldn't sense its location.

Po Chen: "Don't look for it anymore. You might as well make a new one with this much time."

Lin Qingyue: "No! Why wouldn't Yang Zishen take responsibility for losing the camera I just made?"

"No! I want him to get it back for me!"

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The teaching elder was about to leave the sect to chat and play with his friends in his spare time. When he met a disciple he had taught and asked him to say hello, he stopped and said a few words of encouragement.

Just as he was giving a few words of encouragement, a spherical unidentified object hit him on the back of the head.

Falling from a high altitude is equivalent to a full-strength attack in building the foundation.

The disciple opposite pointed at the back of his head and screamed.

"Elder! You're bleeding from behind!"

The bleeding was not serious, but the serious thing was that the blood was spurting up and flying upwards!

"Hurry up... Hurry! Send me to the Valley of Rebirth!"

Blood dripped onto his fingertips, and the teaching elder trembled as he took out the object embedded in his head.

The two disciples carried the teaching elder and flew directly to the Zi Yang Sword Sect's external teleportation array on their swords. Before leaving, they did not forget to ask the rest of the people for leave.

"We're going to get the coaching elder to save his life! You must tell the elder!"

"Got it! Go ahead!"

The three people disappeared into the sky, and the disciple sighed.

"Have the demons become so brazen as to attack the teaching elders?"

"Let's go. Today is Elder Mo's class. Some will suffer."

"Is this fate?"

"It's a bad fate."

*

The next day, Lin Qingyue took Wen Lingyun to the sword field to practice sword as usual.

Senior Sister Bi Zihan, who competed last time, stood in front with a serious tone.

Bi Zihan: "The teaching elder was attacked by the demons yesterday. I will teach you swordsmanship in the next few days."

Although everyone was wondering why demons appeared in Zi Yang Sword Sect, being taught swordsmanship by someone as powerful as Senior Sister Bi might help them improve even faster!

However, the facts soon slapped them in the face. Bi Zihan had no idea how to teach ordinary people how to practice sword.

Because she is gifted, she can learn things quickly. She would skip over some things that she thinks are obvious, which makes it difficult for others to understand what she is saying.

Bi Zihan: "I have just demonstrated it once, now you guys do it."

Everyone: Staggering from side to side, in strange postures.

Lin Qingyue: Staggering from side to side, with strange posture.

Bi Zihan: "Try to apply what I just said in actual combat."

Everyone: stunned, looking at each other.

Lin Qingyue: Stunned, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Bi Zihan stopped and looked at Lin Qingyue with sharp eyes.

"Lin Qingyue, your imitation is so smooth."

Lin Qingyue: "Senior Sister, I'm sorry."

Bi Zihan: "It seems that you have understood. You are responsible for explaining it to them. Today, everyone must master the "Do Not Sword Technique". If anyone does not master it, you will stay and continue to explain it."

Wen Lingyun looked at Lin Qingyue with worry in her eyes, her brows furrowed.

Pochen: "Serves you right."

[The anchor is so pitiful, I’m giving you a small flower. ]

[Actually, Senior Sister is also very kind. She is here to save the day. Without her, there might not be anyone to teach the new disciples.]

[I don’t know how long this day will end. ]

[I originally planned to teach the anchor to make a new generation of Sky Eye, so that it can be controlled freely without spiritual power.]

[Boss, you really have the spirit of helping the poor. ]

Lin Qingyue pushed Pochen back, and then started teaching Wen Lingyun, Wang Bielin, and other people with strong learning abilities. Then she asked them to teach the others, and if there were any emergencies or things they didn't understand, she would ask Bi Zihan.

As a result, the class ended even earlier than usual.

Bi Zihan asked everyone else to leave first, then called Lin Qingyue.

"Aren't you angry?"

Lin Qingyue pinched his index finger and thumb, "To be honest, a little bit."

The icy beauty showed her cold smile again, and the unhappiness in Lin Qingyue's heart disappeared.

"Just say whatever you want to say, and don't worry about me getting angry."

Lin Qingyue: "I'm not trying to frame Senior Sister, so why should I hide it from her? Keeping it in my heart makes people uncomfortable and unhappy. To be honest, it's a bit of a loss."

Bi Zihan drew a sword field, and only then did Lin Qingyue see her sword.

The whole body is blue with snowflake patterns, and the coldness hits you in the face.

Bi Zihan: "There's actually another reason why I called you. You didn't think that just learning the "Sword-Resisting Technique" would be enough, did you?"

Lin Qingyue got goosebumps all over her body. "Senior Sister, can you hit me a little more gently later?"

Bi Zihan smiled, but the words he uttered were very cold.

"If you want to become stronger, you must accept more brutal tests."

Lin Qingyue drew Lingxue from the scabbard and looked at Bi Zihan.

Lin Qingyue: "In that case, come on."

Since it will happen sooner or later, why be afraid in advance?

Come on, come on, come on! We are defeated again and again, but we stand up again and again. We fail again and again, but we are close to success again and again.

*

What made Lin Qingyue even more horrified than Senior Sister Bi Zihan’s teaching was the teaching elder who came back a few days later.

The teaching elder had a large white cloth wrapped around his head and was holding the Sky Eye machine that Lin Qingyue was very familiar with.

Speaking up made Lin Qingyue completely give up.

The teaching elder said: "A few days ago, I was hit by this thing thrown from the sky by the demons. Fortunately, I have a strong body, otherwise I would not have seen you all long ago."

The teaching elder said: "Why are you talking about this? It's also to make everyone pay attention to the surroundings. Otherwise, if you are hit, even the great doctor of Wangsheng Valley will be helpless."

The crowd began to talk, and the teaching elder waved his hand to ask them to be quiet.

"Don't worry about this anymore. The most important thing for you now is the Sword Pavilion Trial in three years. Don't be like your brothers and sisters who fish for three days and slack off for two days, and end up staying in the outer sect for the rest of their lives."

"I will definitely live up to the elder's earnest instructions!"

The coaching elder said: "You have behaved a little today. I won't give you any more work. I will ask someone to come up and compete to see how well you have trained these past few days."

"Lin Qingyue, Wang Bielin."

Lin Qingyue: ...This damn sense of destiny!

*

After finally finishing the afternoon sword practice, Lin Qingyue planned to go to bed after teaching Wen Lingyun extracurricular knowledge.

"Pochen, remember to organize what I will teach in the next class."

Dust-breaking System: ...

There was a slight knock on the door, and Lin Qingyue resignedly got up from the comfortable bed.

When the door was opened, it was a disciple from the Discipline Hall.

"Lin Qingyue, I suspect you of harming the teaching elder. Come with us now."

Lin Qingyue: What was supposed to come has finally come, and it has come so quickly.

When he arrived at the Discipline Hall and saw the familiar figure of Yang Zishen, Lin Qingyue breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, that guy was also caught, so she didn't have to expose him.