Quick Wear: Cousin, Come to the Bowl Quickly

Chapter 161: The Sword Cultivator Cousin in the Immortal Cultivation Novel (23)

Just as Yue Qian said, on the second day, when the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky into brilliant colors and the sunset glow covered the sky like colorful satin, the group finally arrived at Lingyun Sword Sect.

Lin Xi was pushed by Yue Qian and slowly got off the flying boat. Looking up, she saw several towering stone pillars rising from the ground above the majestic mountains under the rosy clouds, as if they were about to break through the sky.

Above the stone pillar lies a huge plaque several meters long, on which are engraved the four large characters "Lingyun Sword Sect". The handwriting is not very precise, but it is sharp and angular, and every stroke is sharp. Looking closely, it seems that it contains thousands of sword intentions. At just a glance, thousands of flying swords flashing with cold light are about to break through the plaque and stab the invaders.

Lin Xi was now physically weak and afraid of being hurt by the clanging energy, so he only glanced at the plaque and quickly withdrew his gaze, turning to look at the group of monks with fluttering robes and sage-like demeanor who were slowly walking towards the crowd.

Unlike the mournful funeral-style attire that Lin Xi had seen in real-world film and television productions, the group of people not far away were wearing different, brightly colored attire.

Leading the group was an old man with white hair and a long beard. He was dressed in a dark black robe and held a whisk in his hand. Although his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were different from those of an ordinary old man. Instead, they were as clear as those of a newborn baby, without a trace of impurities. This should be the head of Lingyun Sword Sect, the master of Wei Qingchuan and Luo Qinghe - Gu Hongzi.

Following closely behind him were several people wearing crimson robes, with different looks but extraordinary bearings. They seemed to be people with higher cultivation and seniority in the sect. These should be the elders of Lingyun Sword Sect, Lin Xi thought to himself.

Behind the elders were younger disciples. The colors and styles of their clothes were more diverse. Some were the same snow-blue as Wei Qingchuan and the others, as well as goose yellow, aqua blue, orange-red, indigo and other colors. Due to the distance, Lin Xi could not see their faces clearly, but at a quick glance, he felt that they were all tall, handsome, and full of righteousness.

A group of dozens of people came slowly towards this side in a mighty manner. They arrived in front of them in just a moment. Before Lin Xi could greet them, the old man with a long beard who looked extremely calm and wise suddenly changed his expression. He gritted his teeth and swung the whisk in his hand towards Wei Qingchuan and Song Qingguang who were standing in front of him, scolding them loudly as he swung.

"You two useless guys, you can't even protect your little sister, why did you come back? I will beat you two to death!"

The whisk seemed light, but people who were close by, including Lin Xi, could hear the sound of it breaking through the air when it was flying in the sky, which showed how much strength the bearded old man used.

As expected, when the whisk fell on Wei Qingchuan and Song Qingguang, Song Qingguang cried out in pain and begged for mercy, "Master, Master, please have mercy, I know I was wrong!"

"You know you're wrong? What's the point of knowing you're wrong? Your little sister is still missing." Gu Hongzi waved a whisk vigorously, his hands moving non-stop, and continued to curse, "I told you to practice diligently on weekdays, but you just tried to shirk your responsibilities. Now it's too late to tell me when the time comes. What's the point!"

Song Qingguang was in pain all over from being beaten. He couldn't help but run to avoid his master's attack, but he was no match for Gu Hongzi. He jumped up and down for a long time but didn't get hit at all.

Compared with him, Wei Qingchuan, who had been standing there without moving since Gu Hongzi started to beat people, seemed much quieter. He stood there quietly as if petrified. Only when Gu Hongzi's whisk fell on him unceremoniously, did he purse the corners of his lips slightly, letting people know that he was not without pain.

After Gu Hongzi had taught his two useless disciples a lesson, he withdrew his hand contentedly. Lin Xi looked at Song Qingguang, who was holding his knees and panting, and Gu Hongzi, who was standing aside calmly and radiantly, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, no wonder everyone wants to cultivate immortality, look at Gu Hongzi's physical fitness, he is much better than any young man.

Gu Hongzi finished scolding the breathless Song Qingguang, and then he turned his attention to the silent Wei Qingchuan, and said with some regret: "You are also a fool, why don't you hide?"

"It is Qingchuan's fault that I did not protect Junior Sister well. Qingchuan feels guilty and remorseful. I only ask for Master's dignity and punishment." Wei Qingchuan's expression was stern, his eyes full of shame. He clasped his hands together and knelt down in front of Gu Hongzi.

Seeing his senior brother kneel down, Song Qingguang, who was standing at the side, no longer cared about the pain in his body. He knelt down with a plop, grimacing, and asked for punishment: "Master, this is not my senior brother's fault. Senior brother and Senior Sister Yue have repeatedly warned me that it was my fault for not taking good care of Junior Sister. If you want to punish someone, punish me instead."

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the people behind Lin Xi also knelt down and asked for forgiveness for Wei Qingchuan and punishment for themselves. Several elders looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes. Finally, an elder of medium build and a friendly face stepped forward and began to persuade Gu Hongzi.

"Brother, this journey is dangerous. Even we did not expect such a change to happen, let alone these children. Now that they have gone through hardships, they are panicking. Even if you want to punish them, please wait until tomorrow. The most important thing now is Miss Lin's leg. Let Fifth Junior Brother take a good look at her. Thanks to her, we were able to get the Youming Fire Lotus back for Yue Wan this time."

Gu Hongzi had beaten Wei Qingchuan and the other two, and his anger had long since subsided. But after being persuaded by the Second Elder, he realized that he had lost his temper in front of the guests. He immediately stopped caring about teaching them a lesson, and relaxed a little. He said to the disciples kneeling on the ground, "Let's forget about it today. Tomorrow you will go to the Discipline Hall and receive twenty rods each. As for Qingchuan—" Gu Hongzi paused, and then continued, "Thirty rods."

Everyone couldn't help but gasp after hearing this. The most common way for Lingyun Sword Sect to punish those who made mistakes was to spank men on the buttocks and women on the palms. However, no matter whether it was the buttocks or the palms, the instrument of torture used was just a ruler that was two inches long and three feet wide.

As for beating with a stick, although it is also a form of punishment, unless the disciples have committed serious mistakes such as bullying their fellow disciples or disrespecting their teachers, this punishment will generally not be used on them. This is because the stick used for execution is made of iron and wood, and is extremely heavy. The stick is as thick as an adult man's forearm.

If an ordinary person was hit on the back by this stick, he would probably die on the spot. Although cultivators have strong healing abilities, if they do not specialize in physical cultivation, their bones, flesh, skin and blood are only slightly stronger than those of ordinary people. Being hit by this weapon that is specially used for punishment, I am afraid that their hearts and lungs will tremble.

Although sword cultivators often cultivate their bodies in order to control the powerful sword energy, they are only superficially proficient and cannot be said to have skin and bones of steel. Although Wei Qingchuan is a genius and his body is exceptionally strong, he would probably lose half his life after being hit by thirty sticks.

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