Chapter 412

Sun Chu aims at the target through the gap in the headgear fabric, then pulls the trigger of the crossbow, shooting an arrow into the hind leg of the Liao horse.

The Liao horse rears up, but its hind legs cannot bear the force, and it falls heavily.

Sun Chu immediately rushes out from the dirt pile where she was hiding, and kills the Liao soldier who fell from the horse with a few slashes of her knife. She wipes the blood and mud off her face and looks around, seeing the large group of Liao cavalry retreating, and there is cheering on the position.

Not yet recovered from the recent slaughter, the captain finds her, looks her up and down, and asks, "Are you injured?"

"No!"

"Very good, you are lucky! Now go back, pack your luggage, and go to Qingming. If you can manage to get a Dao Foundation, you will be on the same level as me when you come back."

Until boarding the flying boat and looking at the five thousand colleagues traveling together, Sun Chu is still a bit dazed.

She was originally an ordinary Dao soldier of the Grand Void Palace, and after fighting for several years, she finally achieved the Body Forging Realm, but she never dared to hope for a Dao Foundation. Back then, the high-level cultivators of the Grand Void Palace had long since looked at her root bone and Qi luck, asserting that there was no hope for a Dao Foundation in this life.

However, she had a father, brothers, and a large family of relatives to support, so as the person with the highest talent in the family, she chose to become a Dao soldier and stepped onto the battlefield.

Fighting for the Grand Void Palace not only allows her to support her family, but also allows her to fight for a chance for her descendants in the future. If she dies on the battlefield, the pension is generous enough to ensure her family will not worry about life for a lifetime.

The flying boat arrives at Qingming several days later. Sun Chu follows the group of Dao soldiers off the boat and is immediately dragged to the mine shaft to polish her Dao heart.

Until someone stuffs tools into her hands, Sun Chu is still a bit confused. She cannot understand why mining can polish the Dao heart, but years of fighting on the battlefield have formed her habit of absolute obedience to orders, so she takes the tools and concentrates on mining.

As she mines, she feels that this mine shaft is different from mine shafts in other places.

The mine tunnel here is exceptionally wide, the support structure is meticulously done, and from time to time, Dao Foundation cultivators come to patrol and carefully record everything. Once, a Dao Foundation cultivator stood behind Sun Chu for nearly an hour, recording continuously. Sun Chu even suspects that he recorded how high she raised her pickaxe and along what route she mined.

There is no sun or moon underground. After working continuously for five or six hours like this, she is so tired that her thinking is a bit sluggish. At this time, a bell rings, and another group of people comes underground to replace Sun Chu and these Dao soldiers.

When the two sides hand over, Sun Chu discovers that these people's clothing is quite gorgeous, and the clothes of a few are even so expensive that she dare not even think about it. These people are obviously not rich or noble, and perhaps some come from prominent families.

Why do they also have to come to the mine shaft to mine? Could it be that the mine shaft here really has divinity, and mining for a long time can improve one's mental state?

When returning to the ground, she discovers that the sky is slightly bright; it is already early morning.

The group of Dao soldiers is taken to the cafeteria, where meals have long been prepared. After breakfast, there are cultivators who take Sun Chu and others to the nearby barracks to rest. Every day, they have a full hour to sleep.

The barracks are just large bunks, and they are three layers high, not divided by gender. Before entering the barracks, a cultivator casts a cleansing spell on them, and then lets them enter the room to rest. All the Dao soldiers do not complain, sleeping in their clothes; the conditions on the battlefield were much harder than here.

The Qingming barracks at least have abundant spiritual energy, and what they eat is also spiritual rice and spiritual vegetables. At the Northern Shanmen, they have to wait three or five days to eat a meal of spiritual food, so everyone has nothing to complain about.

Sun Chu is extremely tired at this moment, so she falls asleep as soon as she hits the pillow.

Just as she falls asleep, she suddenly stands up and discovers that she is already in another world.

A cultivator walks over with a list and asks, "Dao soldier Sun Chu?"

"It is me."

"Good, come with me."

Soon Sun Chu is taken to a large hall, where hundreds of tables and chairs are placed, and many tables and chairs already have people. Everyone is busy with their own work, and the entire hall is silent.

That cultivator leads Sun Chu to an empty seat, orders her to sit down, and then puts a stack of jade paper in front of her, asking her to copy the information.

The distributed information has everything; part of it is history books, and part is various types of medicine classics, alchemy classics, material records, etc. Although she knows nothing about this information, for some reason, she cannot help but think while copying, so it is exceptionally exhausting to copy. A full hour passes, the information is only copied a little, and then she hears a bell ring and she wakes up.

Sun Chu opens her eyes and sees that she is clearly lying in the barracks, but the things in the dream just now are vivid, not like dreaming. The whole process of sleeping was copying books, making her mentally exhausted, but her physical body was indeed well-rested, and her physical strength was restored to its peak.

The group of Dao soldiers is about the same as her, each one full of physical strength but mentally sluggish.

After getting up, the group of Dao soldiers goes down the mine again, mining for another full six hours, exhausted, and then it is eating and returning to the room to rest. Sun Chu is physically and mentally exhausted at this moment, and falls asleep as soon as she touches the pillow.

As soon as she closes her eyes, she comes to that magical world again.

Yesterday's cultivator comes over with the list, calls her and several hundred other Dao soldiers, comes to a stone yard, and then teaches the mental cultivation method, only to see him pick up a stone, rub it a few times, and it turns into a flying sword without a hilt.

"This is a sample, the production method and all data have been told to you, just follow the sample, and after making a qualified flying sword, put it on the shelf over there. Today's time for polishing the mental state is one hour, alright, start now!"

Sun Chu picks up a stone, tries to inject the true meaning of the sword according to the mental method, and then adjusts the shape, but the resulting flying sword is crooked. She repeatedly modifies it, and only after a stick of incense does she make the first qualified flying sword. The progress of other Dao soldier companions is about the same as hers.

At this time, the cultivator brings in another group of people, and Sun Chu recognizes that a few of them seem to be the children of the big families who mine together. They are also taught how to make flying swords and then join the work.

Sun Chu gradually becomes proficient, and when the bell rings, she has already made seven flying swords.

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Sun Chu opens her eyes and discovers that she is still lying on the bed, and the things that happened in the dream seem to be true. She struggles to climb up, cannot help but yawn; making flying swords in the dream is not easy at all.

The cultivators of Qingming come in to call everyone up, and then it is the routine of eating and going down the mine. Just like this, days pass by, and in the blink of an eye, it has been a month.

Only until this time does someone bring Sun Chu and others out of the mine, let them bathe and change clothes, and prepare to try to forge a Dao Foundation.

So it is going to start? But she has not prepared anything. Sun Chu is a bit confused.

When arriving at the drill ground, Sun Chu meets other Dao soldiers who came together. After chatting, she learns that they have been polishing their mental state in the spiritual fields for the past month, experiencing the wonder of all things sprouting, and when sleeping, they go to a magical world to forge flying swords.

When everyone arrives and the foundation forging information is distributed, Sun Chu suddenly discovers that what she is going to forge is actually the flying sword she has been forging every night!

After becoming familiar with the information, a magical power suddenly descends, and Sun Chu actually perceives her own Dao Foundation! A moment later, the Instantaneous Shacha Shacha Zhongsheng disappear, and Sun Chu is still immersed in the magical feeling just now. At that moment, she forged six flying swords.

After starting the Instantaneous Shacha Shacha Zhongsheng twice more like this, the foundation forging officially begins.

With the experience of working day and night for the past month, Sun Chu is already incomparably familiar with this kind of flying sword, and finally successfully forges the Dao Foundation, totaling five flying swords.

After forging the Dao Foundation, it is time to return to the Northern Shanmen. The five thousand Body Forging cultivators who came are now joined by one thousand Dao Foundation cultivators when returning.

Although the Dao Foundation forged by the vast majority of people is the most ordinary flying sword, after training in the usage of the flying sword, Sun Chu already knows that this is a Dao Foundation with strong practical combat ability, most suitable for fighting on the battlefield.

The flying boat slowly rises into the sky, returning to the north. Sun Chu stands by the ship's side, watching the magnificent kingdom below gradually become smaller, and eventually disappear. For the past month, everything has been like a dream.

It is just that there is always a question in the bottom of her heart, but she dare not tell anyone. After all, the one who presides over Qingming is the most outstanding disciple of the palace in the last hundred years, a peerless genius who achieved the Dharma Form before the age of eighteen. As a small Dao soldier, how dare she question?

But that question always lingers like a ghost, and she still cannot help but want to think: In that month under the mine shaft, was it really polishing the mental state, and not just simply mining?

(End of chapter)