Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

There are hundreds of sects in the immortal world. Generally speaking, the Tianxing Sect, which has only been passed down for three generations, is indeed not one of those with a deep foundation.

However, the founding of the Tianxing Sect coincided with the crucial period of Qingzhou's decline and rise after the catastrophe. At that time, various races coexisted, and the barrier of the demonic world had yet to be formed. Furthermore, many sects were decimated or scattered during the catastrophe, and many were simply wiped out. Therefore, some demons who had slipped out of the demonic world took advantage of the opportunity to occupy the mountaintops and claim the throne.

Because of this, the various sects in the Immortal Realm tacitly agreed to a rule: the more capable, the more territory. The size of the territory occupied by each sect depends entirely on its own ability. For example, the three mountains, nine cities, and twelve villages under the jurisdiction of the Star Gate were conquered by Chi Musheng and the original eight founding elders.

"Ha, you ask me why these numbers?"

Shen Qiao's question made Chi Musheng laugh. "There's no need to be so particular about this. But since you brought it up, it doesn't hurt for me to talk to you about it. Just treat it as a joke."

"What do you mean?" Shen Qiao became interested immediately when he heard there was a story behind this.

"Three of the eight people who joined me originally brought their own assets with them. Three of the three mountains, nine cities, and twelve villages we have now actually already had. However, they are not the twelve main peaks of our sect. Those were obtained through my lobbying from those small sects that were occupying the space but doing nothing."

"Lobbying"? She looked at Chi Musheng and saw that he was not the type to sit down and have a friendly conversation with others. Didn't this word seem a bit "beautified" here?

Shen Qiao thought unconsciously.

Chi Musheng seemed to have sensed Shen Qiao's suspicion, so he cleared his throat a little awkwardly and continued to divert Shen Qiao's attention. "The reason why we have nine cities and twelve villages is simply because we were short of people at the time. If we added more places, we wouldn't be able to take care of them all. Plus, after things stabilized, the sect started recruiting people, and with more things to do, we got busy, so we didn't expand any further."

Although the Tianxing Sect had been established for less than ten thousand years, many cycles of time had passed in the human world. Because this area had been developed and had a protective immortal sect, people gradually began to migrate here, and year after year, this is how the bustling scene we see today came to be.

"This is the first time I've seen this young Taoist priest. Is he the disciple of the Seventh Elder?"

Wang You handed a piece of talisman paper from the village to the transfer manager, "Yes, I received it from my disciples before."

"Hello, Uncle Zhang." Shen Qiao greeted him obediently.

The man, nearly fifty years old, took the talismans with his calloused hands, looked at Shen Qiao cheerfully, and nodded, "Hello, young Taoist priest. Oh, time flies! In the blink of an eye, the Seventh Elder has already accepted a disciple."

The old lady beside her also echoed, "The little girl looks about the same age as my son. I wonder how old she is now? Does she like candy? The village just made some rice candy today, and we also have some sweet potatoes and corn. Little Taoist priest, why don't you take some home and try them?"

Seeing the bag that the lady handed over, Shen Qiao subconsciously took it and said sweetly, "Thank you, Aunt Li~"

Hearing Shen Qiao call out her last name, the woman was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise: "No need to thank me, no need to thank me! As long as the young Taoist priest likes it."

After a few pleasantries, Wang You took his men away and continued to the next village.

Watching the two walk away, the man couldn't help but wonder, "I remember... I clearly didn't say my name just now. How did this young Taoist priest know it?"

"He's an immortal, so he can always tell fortunes." After saying that, the woman couldn't help but smile again. "The little Taoist priest is also very handsome and well-behaved. It's really nice."

The man was still thinking about this, and when he turned around to put the talisman paper into the woman's basket, he found that a few more spirit stones had appeared in the basket.

"When did you bring the money from selling the grain?"

The woman was also a little confused. "No, I put the money under the mattress after you brought it back."

"So these extra ones are..."

The two thought about the scene just now and seemed to understand something.

"Like sweets?"

"Not bad." Shen Qiao took a bite of the rice candy that had been cut into small pieces. "Aunt Li's family makes this every Chinese New Year. They put some brown rice in it, and it tastes better than the ones sold outside."

After saying that, Shen Qiao symbolically gave in and said, "Would you like to try it?"

However, Wang You didn't say anything polite to her, "Okay."

The corner of Shen Qiao's mouth twitched. "You like sweets too?"

"no?"

"...Okay, of course."

Shen Qiao handed over a piece attentively, and the master and disciple rode on horseback, chewing the rice candy with a "crunch crunch" sound.

"Why don't you ask me why I know these things?" Shen Qiao finally couldn't help but ask.

Wang You is not the type who is very elegant when eating, but he certainly cannot be said to be rude. He eats naturally and does not seem to be trying to act like a superior.

After finishing a piece, Wang You clapped his hands and asked, "How do I know when you knew it?"

During the conversation that day, she was still thinking about visiting You’s surprised expression.

"Why don't you ask me?" she asked again.

Wang You glanced at her for a moment, and seeing the unwilling look in the child's eyes, a smile flashed across his eyes. "Then tell me, how did you know?"

The topic returned to the scope of the conversation, and Shen Qiao nodded with satisfaction, "I knew this in my previous life."

'To give you a scare.'

Chi Musheng smiled and shook his head when he heard her little thoughts.

"Wow." Wang You exclaimed in support.

"sharp."

Shen Qiao: "...Can you be more fake?"

Wang You couldn't help but laugh, "You want me to ask this? If I don't give you any response, won't you find it boring?"

Hey......

"The drama queen."

Wang You smiled, "Who?"

"Myself." Shen Qiao replied with a smile.

Wang You nodded with satisfaction, "That's about right."

'The same to you.'

Shen Qiao complained again.

"Puchi..." Chi Musheng couldn't help but burst out laughing when listening to the conversation between the master and the disciple.

Perhaps because he saw the child was feeling frustrated, Wang You added, "It doesn't matter when you found out."

"I am very pleased that you can remember these things."

"Some people clearly distinguish between big things and small things. Because a person's energy is limited, it is impossible to take care of everything. This is fine."

"But anyone who can remember these little things and take them seriously is definitely not just a mediocre person."

These words seem to contain some praise and criticism, but also some encouragement.

"What if I become a bad guy one day?" Shen Qiao asked again.

"Then it's not you." Wang You pointed out meaningfully.

Not "me" anymore?

Shen Qiao couldn't help but ponder.

What Wang You meant was...the "her" she met in the secret realm that day might not be what she thought, one of her many past lives?

So who is "she"? And why does she have scars from her previous life's suicide?