The four disciples of the Sword Sect who were taken to the waterfall by Hu Xuanzong to practice hard also truly realized what life is worse than death. Compared to the elder in the sect who was as gentle as the drizzle, Hu Xuanzong, who was responsible for the tempering at this moment, was as cruel and ruthless as the King of Hell.

From being fainted by the waterfall at the beginning, to being awakened by Hu Xuanzong, a pill was poured into a bowl of medicinal soup, and his injuries were almost the same as those of him. Hu Xuanzong rushed to the waterfall and continued to fight against the torrent of the waterfall.

Even when he meditated and practiced at night, he was forced to sit cross-legged in the bathtub by Hu Xuanzong, while taking a medicinal bath while meditating and refining his energy, and did not give them too much rest. When guiding swordsmanship, he was even more beaten to death.

Sweating is normal, bleeding will be ignored, and crying will only receive more severe punishment. After a week of practice, the four disciples who originally made up their minds finally knew what dermatitis is.

Even the youngest Runtu had forgotten how many tears shed secretly during the ascetic practice of this Hell Week. Just when they missed their sect and their masters, seven days later, Hu Xuanzong prepared a big meal for them.

Looking at the goats that were roasted on the barbecue grill and the four disciples who had just finished their daytime practice, they soon heard Hu Xuanzong say, "Come and sit down! This roasted lamb is prepared for you!"

"Elder, have we done something wrong again?"

Hu Xuanzong had done such a situation before. But after they were deceived, Hu Xuanzong turned his back and said, "Dear Sword Sect disciples, are you just so ambition? Can't you resist the temptation of a roasted rabbit?"

It was because of the fool that when Hu Xuanzong said this, the four disciples became very alert, afraid that they would be tortured again. From the initial torture, to the fact that they had completely given up resistance now.

When Hu Xuanzong heard this, he suddenly smiled and said, "Runtu, do you think I am very fierce and cruel to you?"

"Disciple, don't dare!"

"Okay! Sit down for me. You can't be eager to achieve success in this kind of practice. But one thing is that you can remember, that is, you can only become steel after hundreds of training. If you want to become a strong person, you must endure the pain and temper that others cannot bear.

If it weren't for you to be able to make a fortune and shoulder the important task of revitalizing the sect, would you think I would be willing to teach you how expensive the pills you take, the medicinal soup you make, and the medicinal bath you soaked in the past few days?

If these medicinal materials are sold to the hands of those monks who know goods outside the mountain, they can at least get me tens of millions of dollars. I have not yet taken my disciples, but this time I guide you to practice, I treat you as my personal disciples’ teachings. Do you understand?"

As soon as these words were said, the four disciples who were taken to the Sword Sect and lived in the secular world also said in a daze: "Ah! Are those medicinal materials so expensive? Sorry, elder, we misunderstood you."

Facing everyone's apology, Hu Xuanzong smiled and said, "Since I was invited by the sect leader to become the outer elder of the Sword Sect, and you are also the second-generation disciples of the sect, I also hope that you can become talents and shoulder the important task of becoming a sword sect.

When you start to fight the sword in the future, you will understand that the world outside the mountain is wonderful and dangerous. If you are weak and waiting for your destiny, you will be killed outside the mountain by other practices and will never come back.

There is a saying in the secular world that if you can’t practice, then practice to death. Sweat more often in daily life and you will be able to shed less blood during war. If one day in the future, you meet the disciples of the Demon Sect on the battlefield, that is the result of "you die and you die", and there is no other result.

As your elders, I would rather you blame me now than hear the news that you were killed by others in the future. If you want to become a true strongman in the Sword Sect, you are still far away!"

"Thank you, the elders, for your advice!"

"I am really relieved that you can persevere in these seven days. This shows that your master has not misunderstood. You are all materials that can be made. I believe that these seven days of hard work will benefit you in the future.

Ku Mu, you have been stagnant in the sword force realm for almost a year, why can't you break through? Yao Jin, as a second disciple, you are satisfied with the high-level sword force realm? Didn't you think about surpassing Ku Mu, the senior brother?

Jihuo, as a third disciple, you will go to the sword forest in another year or two, but what about your sword realm? You are still at the middle level of the sword power. If you don’t work hard, aren’t you afraid that Runtu will surpass you? Don’t you blush if you lose to your junior brother?

And Runtu, although you have excellent qualifications and roots, why not surpass Jihuo? Even if you work harder and beat your second and eldest brothers down? Don’t you want to be the first disciple of the Sword Sect to break through the Sword Forest?”

After some name, the four disciples of the Sword Sect felt their faces hot, but their fighting spirit increased a lot. Then, Hu Xuanzong also set goals for these guys so that they could compete in the sects with a healthy competition.

After dividing the roasted goats, Hu Xuanzong said again: "Everyone sleeps steadily at night and doesn't have to meditate and refine qi. Tomorrow, I will take you to the Wild Boar Valley. Your task is very simple, which is to clean the boars in the valley.

If I can’t complete this task within one day, I will take you to another more difficult and dangerous place and train you for another half a month. As disciples of the Sword Sect, even the mountain pigs can’t beat them. Do you still feel embarrassed?”

"Yes, elder!"

"Remember! The sword in your hands can be used as a weapon to defend the honor of the sect and as a companion on the road to immortality. Correspondingly, the sword in your hands also needs to drink blood and open the edge, and use the blood of the enemy to defend the glory of the Sword Sect!"

"Yes, elder!"

The four disciples who were given chicken blood and slept all night quickly followed Hu Xuanzong to the Wild Boar Valley several miles away from the waterfall. In this valley, hundreds of boars of varying sizes live.

Hu Xuanzong had seen before that the leading Wild Boar King was already known as the upper half of the monsters. Most of the other Wild Boars were extremely fierce. This also means that this battle is still difficult for the four disciples of the Sword Sect.

Looking at the wild boar resting in the valley plain, Hu Xuanzong also said calmly: "Duck wood, you are the eldest brother, you are the command of this battle. Is it possible to give you a day to kill all the boars in this valley?"

"able!"

"Okay! Then start! I'll watch you here!"

He waved his hand and signaled that the four could enter the valley, while Hu Xuanzong stayed outside the valley and watched the four people fight against the wild boars. Except for the youngest Runtu, a little nervous, the other three disciples seemed very calm.

Just when he saw a few big mountain pigs that had risen from the mud, the dead wood couldn't help but grin and said, "Damn it, has this mountain pig become a spirit? Why do they all look so big! Yaojin, your palace back, Qihuo, Runtu, are responsible for both wings, understand?"

"clear!"

"Okay! Remember, the elders are watching behind us, we can't be embarrassed. If we can't even beat the mountain pigs, will we still be embarrassed to call ourselves disciples of the Sword Sect? From today on, we will become the real kings of this mountain range!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

With the remnant wood, even Runtu, who was only eleven years old, became extremely serious. No matter how young he was, he knew that once he was hit by a small tank-like mountain pig, they would be seriously injured if they were not killed!

At this point, they had no choice at all. They did not dare to disobey the elder's orders. Therefore, under the command of the dead wood, the four began to walk towards the already turbulent mountain boars, and a battle was about to break out.

On the other hand, Hu Xuanzong, who was in charge of supervising the battle, seemed extremely calm. Even the four guys had a little difficulty in fighting this mountain pig herd. But he believed that these four guys would not be in danger of life and death. Only after experiencing life and death, will they become mature!
Chapter completed!