Who let him join the Sword Sect!

Chapter 281 Zhang Ze, the whole world is his enemy

Chen Xiaoer sat opposite Zhu Xiaoyao somewhat awkwardly. As an unknown person in the sect, he had no idea why the sect leader called him here in the middle of the night.

It doesn't necessarily mean passing on skills or entrusting your affairs after death.

Since coming to this construction site, Chen Xiaoer has read a lot of vernacular novels produced by Qianji Pavilion, and most of the protagonists in them are like this.

He picked up an old man for unknown reasons, and the old man was inexplicably kind to him. Moreover, the old man would die soon due to various irresistible forces.

The protagonist will then receive the old man's inheritance.

Although these books are interesting and fun to read, Chen Xiaoer always thought that this kind of thing was nonsense.

Besides, I'm not the protagonist.

While thinking about these things, he suddenly felt someone pat him on the shoulder.

"Chen Xiaoer? Are you listening to me?"

He is the master of the Bamboo Sect.

Chen Xiaoer was a little embarrassed. He had been in a daze since he entered the room and sat down. He didn't hear a single word the sect leader had just said.

"It's okay. I'll tell you again, don't be distracted this time." Master Zhu was not angry and said in a calm tone.

Chen Xiaoer sat up straight. Although he didn't know what the sect leader wanted to say to him, he was prepared to agree.

After all, it was the sect leader who saved his life, so one should not forget his roots.

"First of all, I'll give you this external elixir." Zhu Xiaoyao took out a brocade box from his sleeve and placed it in Chen Xiaoer's hand. "You should stay in seclusion for the next few days and don't go out. Try to refine this external elixir."

Chen Xiaoer was about to reach out to take it, but his hand froze in mid-air, hesitating, "Isn't this bad?"

The Xiaoyao Sect's path of cultivation is different from that of other sects. They cultivate external alchemy instead of internal alchemy.

From the beginning of building their foundation, Xiaoyao Sect disciples would use several kinds of secret medicines and materials to cultivate their own external elixirs using the method of sword cultivation and qi refining.

This approach has both advantages and disadvantages.

The disadvantage is that this method is expensive and will not provide an stable foundation, making it much more difficult to break through to the Nascent Soul stage later on.

But there are also advantages, that is, one pill can be passed down for three generations, and the pill remains even after the person dies. The external pill can be used as a family heirloom like a refined magic weapon.

What Zhu Zong wanted to give Chen Xiaoer was an external pill that could be used as a family heirloom.

After refining, Chen Xiaoer can be directly promoted to a Jindan cultivator. Of course, because it is a forced advancement, Chen Xiaoer may never be able to reach the Yuanying stage in his entire life, but Chen Xiaoer doesn't care.

The reason for his hesitation was why the sect leader wanted to do this, as this thing was very valuable.

"Don't ask. I won't tell you even if you ask. The second thing is, keep this." Sect Leader Zhu understood the meaning in Chen Xiaoer's eyes. Instead of explaining, he took out a storage ring and handed it to Chen Xiaoer.

"The two generations of Xiaoyao Sect's masters cultivated different methods. The previous master achieved enlightenment through his own sudden realization, while I found mine in a secret realm. Although neither of them is a path to heaven, they represent the hard work of our generation of cultivators. Please keep this ring and don't lose it."

After Chen Xiaoer put away the ring, Master Zhu took out the last thing.

a letter.

"After the Qinghe Conference begins, you will take this letter to the East China Sea and give it to your senior sister. As for what to do next, I will listen to your senior sister."

"Don't peek at the letter before you give it to your senior sister."

After explaining these three things, Zhu Xiaoyao fell silent. He looked at Chen Xiaoer for a while and suddenly said, "You looked better with your bald head. Why don't you shave it? You'll look more energetic."

Chen Xiaoer was about to speak when Zhu Xiaoyao waved his hand. "I just said it casually, don't take it seriously. It's late, let's go back. Don't tell anyone else what I told you to do, and don't forget it."

"Understood, Sect Master." Chen Xiaoer stood up, bowed, and left the room.

Walking in the night, Chen Xiaoer did not think about, or was unwilling to think about the meaning of this night talk. In short, he just did what the leader said.

In the quiet room, Zhu Xiaoyao closed his eyes and continued to think about his worries.

It wasn't just Master Zhu who couldn't sleep tonight; Lily couldn't sleep either.

However, Lily was not making arrangements for her funeral, but was trying to come up with a solution for her subordinates at the last minute.

There was a small flaw in her Qianji Pavilion's plan to win the championship, that is, her own Qianji monks seemed to be not very accustomed to these newly developed Qianji magic weapons.

In the past two years, Qianji Pavilion has developed rapidly, not only in the way of Qianji, but also in the strength of the sect.

Due to the merger with the Fahuan Sect, many weapon refiners were absorbed. At the same time, elders from Longhu Mountain and the Sword Sect often came to give instructions and classes. Therefore, there are now quite a few Jindan cultivators in the Qianji Pavilion.

But the time was too short after all, and the sect's foundation was too shallow to be solidified.

Those who know how to cheat don’t know how to fight.

He can fight, but he is not proficient in the art of stealing.

Lily discovered this problem after all the secret weapons were in place these two days.

However, time is pressing now, and it is obviously difficult to make the monks master those things while keeping it as confidential as possible.

"What should we do?" Lily asked.

There were only three people in the room at this time. Xiao Fuji and the stone girl Xiaoxuan were sitting opposite Lily.

"Let me be your sparring partner? After all, I have more people?" Little Fu Ji sat on the table, put down the half-eaten spiritual plant in her hand, raised her hand and said.

"Fuji, your fighting style is too unique. It's easy for our brothers to be led astray if they practice with you." Lily shook her head.

"Then ask Zhang Ze, he has the most ideas." Xiaoxuan is in a state of giving up thinking because the big bosses are not around and Zhang Ze is in seclusion, so she is not connected to the wisdom network.

"Even worse." Lily continued to shake her head. "This time, we're targeting the boss. How can we let him find out the details of my secret forces?"

"This won't work, that won't work, so what do you want to do? Pay someone to be your sparring partner?" Xiaoxuan lay on the table and entered standby mode.

Her words reminded Lily, "Yeah, I can get others to pay me to be my sparring partner!"

Xiaoxuan felt that Lily's statement seemed to have some problems, but she was too lazy to think about it. She raised her hand and said, "Deputy Pavilion Master is wise~"

"Lily is smart!" The little fuji also followed suit and flattered her.

"Fuji, Xiaoxuan, come with me."

next day
Although the Qinghe Conference has not yet begun, many people have already arrived here in advance. Qianji Town, which is closest to the Qinghe Conference venue, has become a temporary resting place for many cultivators.

A hundred miles outside Qianji Town, on a flying boat, an old man was talking to his disciples about precautions.

"This is the first time for all of you to come to the Qinghe Club, so there are some things I need to tell you.

"First, the Sword Sect has very strict rules. Most of its disciples are upright and straightforward. When you meet them, be sure not to flatter them, or you'll fall into inferiority."

"Secondly, I've heard that the Qianji Pavilion has a close relationship with the Sword Sect. I imagine its disciples are no different from the Sword Sect's disciples."

"Moreover, most people who practice the Way of the Thousand Machines prefer quietness. Once you arrive at Thousand Machines Town, please refrain from making any noise. After all, they are lending their sect's land to us for rest. Please don't be impolite."

The old man kept talking about some precautions, and the seven disciples he brought with him listened attentively.

However, there were not only the old man and his group on this flying boat, but also many independent cultivators and demons who had already settled in Qianji Town.

They listened to the old man's words as if they were listening to ghost stories.

The Sword Sect's disciples are upright and honest? Then who was that guy who cheated after losing the fight with me yesterday?
The monks of Qianji Pavilion like quietness? Who likes quietness? One small fried food every day, and a big fried food every three days.

Finally, one person couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to bow to the old man and asked, "Where are you from, senior?"

"I am the leader of the Southern Xinjiang Six One Sect. May I ask what may I do for you, young friend?"

"You haven't been here recently, have you?" the man asked again.

"That's right. Our Liuyi Sect is a hermit sect. The last time I came out was thirty years ago."

The old man didn't understand what this person meant. He asked this and that from the very beginning, but didn't say why he came to chat with him. It was very puzzling.

The wandering cultivator looked as if he understood, but he didn't try to tamper with the old man. Just as the flying boat was descending, he bowed and said, "Qianji Town welcomes you."

After saying that, he and his companions left the flying boat.

The old man didn't care and said goodbye to the monk who had inexplicably struck up a conversation with him.

In his understanding, the world of immortal cultivation is unchanging. It will be the same as it was thirty years ago.

There are some weird people occasionally, but that's also good, as they can add a lot of variables to the world.

As for those hermits, they just need to sit back and watch the changes, without being disturbed by external things and remaining calm.

After the old man adjusted his robes, he led his disciples down from the flying boat.

Under the leadership of the old man, all the disciples held their heads high, neither humble nor arrogant, and acted like hermit immortals, and walked out of the barrier where the flying boat was parked.

then
I found something was wrong.

"Would you like to stay at our hotel, elderly? We've been here for a year and we're honest. We're offering a 20% discount on king-size rooms."

"Recycle second-hand magic tools, flying swords, and elixirs. Exchange old clothes for kitchen knives."

"Breaking news! The secret genius of the Five Thunder Sect has been revealed. He's the favorite to win the Qinghe Club championship. For more details, join the group, Little Walnut. Join the group and you'll get 15% off your purchases in our store."

"Old man, what do you think of this magical instrument? It's the demon-subduing pestle that was consecrated by the abbot of Qianji Temple. Press here and it will vibrate and even transform."

In short, it's very messy.

The disciples of the Six First Sect were as bewildered as children entering the city for the first time. This Qianji Town was far different from what their master had described, and what they had imagined.

This is so different from our Liuyi Sect. Where is the promise of ethereal air and the monks' love of quietness?

"Master, have we come to the right place?" the eldest brother of the Liuyi Sect asked in a low voice.

The old man was sweating profusely. To be honest, he also suspected that he had taken the wrong path.

The scene before him reminded him of his childhood. When he was still a child, he followed his family to the market in town, and the scene he saw was roughly the same.

Just as he was struggling, a mysterious man in black appeared next to the old man and put his arm around his shoulders in a familiar manner.

"Old man, do you want some small walnuts? They're the latest models. Don't worry, these are all first-hand goods. This is the qualification certificate issued by the Sword Sect."

Old man, "."

Before the old man could refuse, a group of monks also dressed in black came running over.

"Old man! Help catch the guy selling pirated goods!"

However, it was not known whether the old man did not react in time or the mysterious man was too fast, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Even with the old man's cultivation level, he couldn't react.

All that was left for the old man was a small card with something written on it.
【I am the pirate king】

Before the old man could take a closer look, the leading black-robed monk had already come to his side and said, "Senior, this is your first time in Qianji Town. You need to be more careful of some people, especially those wearing black."

"and you."

"We're different from that pirate. We're an official organization, responsible for maintaining public order in Qianji Town. Since this is your first time in Qianji Town, here's the map. And here's my business card. Take it to the Qianji Town Merchants' Office and mention my name for a 20% discount."

The business card reads:

[The leader of the four security guards in Qianji Town, the Wind Chasing Dharma King Li Tiezhu]

The leader of the Liuyi Sect looked at the monk in front of him who claimed to be the security captain, then looked down at the two similar small cards in his hands, and thought to himself that there didn't seem to be much difference between you two.

"Thank you for your help, my friend. I will go over there and take a look in a while."

After sending the security guards away, the old man's eldest disciple whispered, "Master, are we still going in? Or should we stay on the mountain over there? It's quite quiet there."

"To be born is to enter the world. Don't be timid. Follow me."

To be honest, the old man is now very interested in Qianji Town.

In short, situations like this happen several times a day these days, and the residents of Qianji Town have long been accustomed to it.

It is actually very interesting to see these old men who live in seclusion drop their jaws in shock, and then quickly assimilate themselves. Just a few days ago, an old man named someone came. It is said that he has been in seclusion in a mountain for a thousand years. He is the oldest freak among freaks.

At first, I was angrily denouncing the decline of morals and social order here.

Now he is having his feet washed at Shuihuifang in the west of the town, and has become a member of the morally corrupt group.

However, the most lively place is still the underground city with thousands of machine pavilions.

It only took Lily one night to upgrade the dungeon and change it to the Jindan difficulty level.

The reason why the change was so fast was not because of the explosion of Qianji Pavilion's production capacity, but because she changed all the mechanisms from automatic to manual.

The way to manage a thousand machines is to put people first.

She asked all the monks from Qianji Pavilion who were about to attend the Qinghe Conference to blend in and pretend to be monsters in the mechanisms and dungeons.

While practicing with the monks who came for trial and familiarizing themselves with the operation of secret weapons, he also collected intelligence on those monks.

This one plays with iron bars, that one likes boxing, and so on.

He also mobilized the demon tribe to put up advertisements, continuously seducing those young people from other places who had just arrived in Qianji Town and were unaware of the dangers of this place.

All I can say is that the real competition has already begun under the ring.

However, compared with Lily's low-quality behavior, the demons performed excellently this time. They strictly abided by industry standards, refused excessive price competition, and carried out business activities under the premise of reasonableness and compliance.

All merchants were divided into two factions, the Zhendong Trading Company and the Qianji Town Commercial Association, and they were in conflict with each other.

The business war is in full swing, warming up for the Qinghe Conference.

Although Zhang Ze thought this was a bit of a waste of time, because half of these merchants were registered with both sides.

Maybe they just do it for fun, Zhang Ze thought.

However, it seems that the cheerful demons are not the only ones who are simply looking for fun.

Xinhe Liansheng is the biggest fun.

The Linglu Valley had been driven here and showed up in front of everyone. After pretending for a while, it disappeared.

Those who didn't know the truth were extremely curious about this mysterious sect that suddenly appeared, while those from the six sects who knew the inside story kept silent about it, feeling ashamed.

Inside the Qianji Pavilion.

Zhang Ze, who finally came out of confinement, poured a cup of tea for Li Yueqi who was sitting in front of him.

After a brief exchange with Miss Li, he finally understood what his junior sister had been doing during this period.

His only thought about this Xinhe Liansheng was that when he became a plagiarist in the future, he must give new names to the characters and scenes in those stupid short stories.

"Chen Qin is with Senior Zhuluo and the others right now, right?"

"Yes, we drove over from Linglu Valley and will park by the river."

"Why doesn't my junior sister come to see me in person?" Zhang Ze asked.

"She's mad at Aunt Mo. She said she won't appear in the same frame with you before the Qinghe meeting."

Speaking of this, Lady Li suddenly sighed, then looked at Zhang Ze with admiration, "I have a question, but I don't know if I should ask it or not."

"You speak."

"How do you usually drain Chen Qin's energy? I don't remember her being like this before."

These days, Chen Qin is in a state where no one is paying attention to her. She has too much energy. It’s just that Linglu Valley is big enough, otherwise it wouldn’t be enough for her to deal with.

Li Yueqi has been curious about this recently.

Hearing this question, Zhang Ze looked as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. "This question is a bit private. I can't tell you in detail."

Li Yueqi took a while to realize what was happening. Her face turned slightly red and she gave Zhang Ze an indecent middle finger.

After talking nonsense enough, Li Yueqi finally got down to business.

Well, it’s not serious business.

"I'm here this time to challenge Chen Qin."

"What declaration of war?" Zhang Ze didn't understand.

Li Yueqi flipped her hand, slapped a piece of paper on the table, then pushed it forward and handed it to Zhang Ze.

Zhang Ze picked it up and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar names on it with a confused look on his face.

"What do you mean?"

"Hello, Junior Sister, I've been bragging about your glorious deeds over at Linglu Valley for a while now. I tell you three times a day, bragging about how great you are every day. You're the one I can't stop talking about."

"so what?"

"So many people are not convinced. This time, the people we called here are either young masters or geniuses from some family. Normally, no one is convinced by anyone else. They heard that you are so powerful, so they all want to come and try you out." Li Yueqi explained.

"Then why is your name on it too?" Zhang Ze pointed at Li Yueqi's name on the letter of challenge.

Lady Li spread her hands and said, "We haven't had a proper fight before, have we? I also want to see your skills and see how your touch differs from my brother's."

Zhang Ze, “.”

Just when Zhang Ze was speechless, a ball of paper wrapped in a stone was suddenly thrown in from the window. Looking at the flash of golden light at the window and the saliva on the paper ball, it was obviously done by Mao Mao.

Zhang Ze picked up the paper ball with disgust, and after opening it, he saw Lily's ugly handwriting.

[Boss, I will definitely beat you this time! ]

There is a circle of small words at the back, which should be from Fuji.

【And I! 】

Zhang Ze suddenly felt a little tired, as if he had come out of seclusion and suddenly the whole world became his enemy.

But let them be enemies, Zhang Ze turned over the letter of war sent by Li Yueqi and wrote on it.

【Who else? Come along.】

At the end, a hand-drawn funny expression was added.

"Please send it back, Ms. Li." Zhang Ze threw the pen away and leaned back in his chair, looking like a master.

Li Yueqi looked at Zhang Ze and felt that this guy really deserved a beating.

(End of this chapter)