Chapter 8: Grinding Sword Hall

  Tang An suddenly felt a strange air mass surging up in his lower abdomen, the air mass rotating ceaselessly according to certain rules. However, when he wanted to control those air masses, they instantly disappeared, and the inner energy on the air masses also dispersed into his body through the meridians.

  At that moment, he only felt a wave of relaxation throughout his body, and the fatigue of the past three days was instantly swept away.

  "Heaven and man are one, cultivating energy and nourishing life, it's truly amazing!"

  Tang An patted his clothes and stood up, just like that, he felt his body was much lighter, and his spirit improved a lot.

  "As expected, a martial artist and an ordinary person are indeed fundamentally different!"

  "What's the hold up? Don't you guys want to eat anymore? Hurry up and line up!" Just then, a stern voice came over. Instantly, the little brats were all startled, hastily shoving the messy packages back into their bags and re-shouldering them.

  "Hit the road!"

  【Mò Jiàn Táng】 covers an area of nearly a thousand acres, located on a strange platform halfway up Mount Shu. Since ancient times, it has been the place where outer disciples of Mount Shu come to cultivate their skills. Legend has it that this platform was created by the founder of the Mount Shu Sword Sect, Cháng Méi Zhēn Rén, with a single slash of his sword. If it were in the past, Táng ān might have just laughed upon hearing this, thinking that human power couldn't possibly reach such a realm. But now, he couldn't be so sure.

  The name "Mo Jian Tang" implies a clear meaning. Shu Mountain is the sword sect, and its disciples are naturally the most exceptional swordsmen in Jianghu. To excel in one's craft, one must first sharpen their tools. Sharpening the sword, if the sword in one's heart is razor-sharp, even an ordinary sword in hand can unleash immense power.

  At noon, he lined up to eat a meal of coarse grains. However, Tang An did not feel nauseous, but instead felt that the flavor was quite good. As soon as those foods entered his body, Tang An felt that the internal energy in his dantian began to circulate on its own, consuming those foods and then converting them into nutrients that were absorbed by the body.

  "Ah, I see! Cultivating energy and nourishing life is probably about absorbing energy through food and drink, then allowing the brain to get sufficient rest through sleep, so that the body's vitality is full, and in conjunction with the circulation of internal energy, these energies are stored well, nurturing the body, keeping it in its best state at all times. Under such a virtuous cycle, I'm afraid it won't be long before all the harmful substances in the body will be cleared out one by one through physiological regulation, and when the body reaches a certain condition, it will enter the second realm of heaven and man!"

  At noon, the food was nauseating and turned his stomach, but Tang An carefully thought back that those foods seemed to contain a lot of medicine. After all, he had been weak and sick since childhood, eating more medicine than rice, and was extremely sensitive to the taste of medicine.

  After lunch, the new disciples who had just entered were arranged to rest in their respective rooms. Among these thousands of people, more than half could only lift a 50-jin stone lock. If they couldn't pass the assessment after three months, they would inevitably be expelled from Mount Shu and become the lowest level in the Jianghu. Because being expelled by Mount Shu means that other major sects wouldn't accept them either! Which major sect would take in the waste eliminated from Mount Shu? Isn't that slapping their own face, proving that their sect is inferior to Mount Shu? In the Jianghu, people value face above all else; who can afford to lose this face?!

  Those little brats also know their situation and don't dare to waste time recklessly. After lunch, they all rush out to find an empty space to temper their bodies. After all, cultivating one's aura isn't something that can be done in a day or two, and before that, physical training can't be relaxed either.

  Tang An didn't go out to temper his body with those kids, because he had already cultivated a sense of qi, although he didn't know what the reason was. However, he could confirm that he indeed cultivated a sense of qi. But he still wasn't at ease, so he ran outside and found a stone weighing about 50 kilograms.

  He took a deep breath, his hands open wide, firmly grasping the large stone. A loud "Hah!" escaped his lips. His arms exerted force, and in an instant, he felt the qi vortex spinning rapidly at his dantian, rushing along the meridians to his arms. Suddenly, he felt his arms filled with strength.

  "Ah!" He suddenly lifted the giant stone over his head and swung it heavily outward. The boulder slammed to the ground, making a dull "thud" sound, creating a depression in the earth!

  "I did it! Haha……" Tang An couldn't hold back the joy in his heart and burst out laughing. He lifted up a 50-jin giant stone, symbolizing that he had finally taken the first step to becoming a master! A 50-jin giant stone, something he absolutely couldn't do before!

  However, Tang An smiled for a while, but suddenly heard a cold hum coming from behind him.

  "What's so great about it? It's just a 50-kilogram-sized rock, I can lift it with one hand, humph!"

  Tang An turned his head and saw a sturdy little kid standing behind him, with a handsome face, but the way he looked at people was always sinister, making people feel cold in their hearts, and his expression really resembled that of Wang Gongzi!

  Tang An was ridiculed by someone, and although he wasn't happy in his heart, he wouldn't bother with a 7 or 8 year old kid over this. He patted his hands, brushed off his own clothes, and slowly walked towards his own room, not caring how the little brat looked down on him from behind.

  But the little brat saw Tang An ignoring him, his eyes suddenly bursting with anger, and his face also darkened: "You dare to ignore my words? Looking for death!" The little brat shouted loudly, and suddenly lifted his leg, kicking towards Tang An.

  Tang An had his back to him and hadn't expected that the other party would suddenly start fighting without saying a word. At this moment, he only felt a strong gust of wind blowing from behind, but it was too late for him to dodge.

  "Bang!"

  That kick landed right on Tang An's back, kicking extremely hard. Tang An only felt that his chest was like being hammered by a hammer, "dang" stopped for a moment. His center of gravity was unstable, and he stumbled forward with one foot. In front of him, there was a sharp stone, the sharp part hit his chin, instantly opening a long mouth, and fresh blood gushed out instantly.

  He felt a numbness in his lower jaw, so he rubbed it and looked down to see that his hand was covered in blood!

  A fierce anger surged up in his heart!

  He sprang to his feet, his whole body trembling with rage, his face deathly pale. Without a word, he suddenly kicked off with one foot and shot towards the little brat like an arrow leaving its bowstring, arriving in front of him in just an instant.

  That little brat was extremely pleased with himself, seeing Tang An's chin cracked and fresh blood dripping to the ground, his heart became even more delighted. But in just a blink of an eye, he saw a chubby fist charging towards him. A thread of fear flashed across his eyes. However, at this moment, a figure flashed out from outside, pushed with one hand, and Tang An was "thud" thrown out again.

  It's that Prince Wang!

  Tang An's fist fell empty, and he was pushed by that Wang Gongzi again. The huge inertia suddenly made him lose control of his body, and he rushed forward violently. His chin hit the ground again, mud and sand mixed with blood, and the worn-out skin was stuck together.

  Ouch!

  A humiliation in one's heart, even more painful!

  "Little brother, are you okay? Why did you get into a fight with this trash? You've disgraced the Wang family!" The young master's eyes were cold as he glanced at Tang An, then furrowed his brow and turned to look at his own younger brother.

  That little brat smiled awkwardly at Wang Gongzi: "Big brother, how did you come? Is Father looking for me?" Although his mouth was speaking, his eyes were gleefully glancing at Tang An who was lying on the ground.

  That little brat saw Tang Anna's angry eyes and became even more delighted, he couldn't help but burst out laughing. Seeing Tang Anna struggle several times but still unable to get up, the little brat laughed even more recklessly.

  "Trash! You dare to fight with me, Wang Feng? That's simply seeking death!" After finishing speaking, that little brat fiercely spat a mouthful of saliva onto the ground and then strode out in big steps.

  But that Prince Wang on the other hand simply affectionately rubbed his younger brother's head, apparently already used to this kind of thing!

  Tang An was lying on the ground, his knees were already bruised and bleeding profusely, the bright red blood seeping through his pants and into the mud. His fists were clenched tightly, his fingernails almost piercing his flesh, but he didn't feel any pain, only because of the raging fire in his heart!

  Tang An struggled to get up, and in his heart, he made a ruthless vow to the back of that little kid: "Wang Feng, Wang Rui! I, Tang An, swear that today's humiliation will be repaid a hundred times over in the future! Wang family, I remember!" At this moment, he no longer regarded him as just a little kid. No little kid would look at someone with such eyes!

  "After March, the assessment is not only to formally confirm the qualifications of outer disciples. Moreover, all outer disciples will also have a chance to obtain the test qualification for entering Mount Shu's inner door! At that time, Wang Feng will definitely sign up with his arrogant attitude, I want to humiliate him in front of everyone and beat him like a dog, unable to get up. In these three months, I must seize the opportunity to cultivate diligently!"

  Tang An wiped the mud and sand off his chin, cleaned the wound on his knee, and slowly walked towards his room. In the distance, at the mountain gate, the three big words "Mo Jian Tang" were shining brightly under the reflection of the late-coming red glow!

  What is sharpening a sword? It's not just about making a dull sword sharp, but more importantly, it's about determining whether a sword has the qualifications to become an extraordinary good sword!

  Even if it is sharp again, a sword that has been snapped will only become a useless sword.

  The final resting place is also the grave of the sword!

  There are many perverts in this world, and these Wang brothers are undoubtedly among them. The reason will be explained later.