On this day, Jiuxuan Peak was destined to be restless.
When Xia Er woke up, it was already dark outside. He opened his eyes and said after a long while, "It was just a dream."
There was three parts of understanding and seven parts of self-mockery in his tone.
"What dream?" Ye Su asked as he stood by.
“?!”
Xia Er seemed to be frightened and turned over. Only then did he realize that he had been lying on the floor of the conference hall, with his second senior brother and third senior sister lying neatly beside him. He turned around and saw his master sitting in front of the conference table, covering his chest.
"That's enough." Ye Su kicked Ming Liusha and Xiyu on the ground, "Get up and talk."
She asked Ming Liusha to carry Xia Er over and meet Xi Yu at the door of the council hall. Then, she took out a handful of purple pear gall wood and said that there was a share for them. They all fell down in excitement.
—Exaggerated.
Seeing that Ming Liusha and Xiyu did not react, Ye Su prepared to kick them again.
At this time, the head master suddenly shouted: "Ye Su!"
"Master?" Ye Su turned around and quietly withdrew his foot, reflecting on the fact that he shouldn't have touched her in front of the head master.
"Just talk." Zhang Fengfeng stood up and said seriously, "It's okay to move your feet. Put it down first, don't let it fall."
Xiyu and Mingliusha who just got up from the ground: "..."
Ye Su followed the Master's gaze and looked down at the purple pear gallwood box in his hand. He immediately understood and put it on the meeting table: "Master, please calm down first."
How could Zhang Fengfeng calm down? Look, this is purple, pear, gall, and wood!
He dared to say that even Zhan Jinzong didn't have such a big piece of purple pear gall wood!
"This is a box made by hollowing out a whole piece of purple pear burl wood." Zhang Fengfeng reached out and touched it carefully, unwilling to take his eyes away.
"Junior brother really comes from a wealthy family." Xiyu sighed softly.
Compared to the purple pear gallwood, Ye Su wanted to know something else at the moment: "Master, how did you accept your junior apprentice? What sign did he bring over?"
Zhang Fengfeng came back to his senses: "It was our sect's old sign. That day he pointed to your room and wanted to stay there. I said it was my apprentice's room, and then... he became your junior apprentice brother."
Ye Su: “…”
"What's so special about Senior Sister's room?" Ming Liusha asked slowly. They had been in there so many times but hadn't seen anything special.
Zhang Fengfeng thought for a moment and said, "It seems that someone in the past lived here or something. Your junior brother didn't say much."
"So you two became master and disciple without knowing what was going on?" Ye Su could imagine the scene at that time. One was too lazy to speak, and the other was too lazy to ask.
Zhang Fengfeng stroked his beard, feeling a little guilty: "With a room and a master-disciple relationship, I can get the jade token back, which is a good thing for Qianjimen. I have planned to build another house near the meeting hall, and you can live here when the time comes."
"Master, what brand is this? I must get it back." Xia Er walked over and asked.
Zhang Fengfeng took out the broken jade token from his Qiankun bag and pushed it to Ye Su: "It doesn't matter if you get it back. The material of this jade token is good. You can keep it."
Ye Su looked down at the broken jade tablets on the table and reached out to put them together.
This is a green jade plate, which feels warm to the touch. The three characters "Qianjimen" are written on the front, and each word is reminiscent of the gleam of swords and sabers. Such a wild logo, coupled with the luxurious Liqing jade, can probably only be found during the Qianjimen's heyday.
She turned the warm green jade plate over, but did not see any surname, only the word "Ling".
Ye Su was stunned: "Thousand Machine Order?"
There are many requirements for the sect's signs. If someone comes with a sign with a surname, it can be easily identified who owes the favor. If that person is not there, the favor must be reported to the person's peak.
The Qianji Sect in the past should have been similar to this, but there was another kind of jade token that only existed in the hands of the sect leader, and that was the Qianji Order.
Moreover, there has only been one since the Qianji Sect was founded.
"The Thousand Machine Order can command any weapon refiner of the Thousand Machine Sect to do one thing." Zhang Fengfeng returned to his position as the Sect Master and said seriously, "Since he has made a request, I will take back the Thousand Machine Order and let me handle it."
"Master, there is only one Thousand Machine Order. Why did you destroy it?" Xia Er came over to look at the Thousand Machine Order. He remembered that the last article of the sect's precepts said that as long as the Thousand Machine Sect existed, anyone holding the Thousand Machine Order could command all the disciples, including the sect leader and elders.
Zhang Fengfeng's eyes wandered: "I fell accidentally."
"Master, the Thousand Machines Token is a magical weapon made by the founder of the sect." Ye Su pointed out, "It can't be broken by falling."
"... Destroy it, and you won't be controlled by others in the future." Zhang Fengfeng looked up at his disciples, "Master didn't expect that you all had some talent in refining equipment. Now that Qianji Sect is on the verge of being abandoned, the Qianji Order is destroyed. If Qianji Sect can be revived, I don't want it to be a shackle for you."
The Qianji Order is an ownerless object. Anyone who gets it can command the Qianji Sect once.
Zhang Fengfeng had never expected that something that had disappeared for a long time would suddenly appear. His disciples all had extraordinary talents, especially Ye Su.
Once they know that the Thousand Machine Order has appeared, Ye Su and the others will show up again...
Therefore, from the moment he saw the Thousand Machine Order, Zhang Fengfeng wanted to destroy it.
…
"The master's magic weapon?" Xiyu leaned over to take a look. "Isn't that powerful?"
"I've been hitting the gate at the foot of the mountain for a long time." Zhang Fengfeng stroked his beard and said, "After all, he is worthy of being the gate of our Qianji Sect. He is tough."
Ye Su said: "Master, we will divide half of the purple pear gallwood, and put the other half in the Deacon Hall. In the future, disciples can exchange it with contribution points."
"Deacon Hall?" Zhang Fengfeng's expression changed, and he agreed to reopen it. He thought for a moment and said, "However, there is no one to manage the Deacon Hall, and your little sister has a mysterious Yin body and high talent. She should earn contribution points faster than other junior brothers and sisters. When the time comes..."
"Each person can only redeem it once at most." Ye Su didn't mind Ning Qianyao getting the purple pear gall wood. Since contribution points were needed to redeem it in the Deacon Hall, it meant that she had to work for Qianjimen.
"That's fine." Zhang Fengfeng stroked his beard. "In addition, there are restrictions on who can exchange for purple pear gallwood. Only disciples can go."
Ye Su raised her eyebrows, this meant that she was not going to give it to Elder Yang.
"Master, please keep the purple pear gallwood for now. There is no rush to reopen the Deacon Hall. Choose the right people first and then reopen it." Ye Su said.
Zhang Fengfeng did not refuse: "That's right, I need someone to separate the boxes."
After he put away the purple pear gallwood, he suddenly remembered something and asked Ye Su: "Why did Junior Brother suddenly give it to you?"
"I know that!" Xia Er said quickly, "Big Sister will be Little Junior Brother's for the rest of her life!"
He heard it clearly!
"Ye Su!" Zhang Fengfeng wanted to throw the box in the Qiankun bag at his eldest disciple's face. "For a piece of material, you are willing to sacrifice your whole life?"
"It's just refining a magic weapon." Ye Su laughed. "Besides, the things that Junior Junior Brother casually took out are enough for the weapon refiners in the cultivation world to fight for. It's better for me to take this job."
Zhang Fengfeng was speechless. It seemed that there was some truth to this. Wasn't the purpose of a refiner's whole life to pursue good materials for refining equipment
…
A few people came out of the meeting hall. Xia Er lowered his head and kicked the stones on the road: "Master, are you hiding something from us?"
Ming Liusha glanced at his fourth apprentice brother and said, "You just know?"
Xia Er scratched his head: "I think Master is a bit too worried. He actually destroyed the Thousand Machine Order."
"Don't mention this matter again. Just pretend you haven't seen Qianji Ling." Ye Su turned around and said to his fellow disciples.
All three agreed, and Xia Er put his hand over his mouth: "I didn't hear anything."
Returning to the cave in the back mountain, Ye Su took out the Thousand Machine Token that was broken into two pieces. He didn't know what his master was thinking. He believed that the person who could take out the Thousand Machine Token was just an ordinary child of a noble family in the mortal world.
Just the face of my junior brother is no longer like that of an ordinary person.
Ye Su remembered what Xia Er said when she came back. She bent her fingers slightly and tapped the candlestick unconsciously with her finger bones.
Rather than saying that Master is worrying unnecessarily, it would be more accurate to say that Master is afraid that the Thousand Machine Order will fall into the hands of someone, which would be detrimental to the disciples of the Thousand Machine Sect.
Ye Su flicked her hand, extinguished the candle, and sat quietly in the darkness.
Maybe it's them? The disciples are too weak, so the master hides some things from them.
…
On December 10th, the Baiqingbang will be renewed.
Ming Liusha, Xiyu and Xia Er got up early in the morning and sat in front of the stone table in the yard, staring at the public notice area on the communication jade disc, whispering and discussing from time to time.
"Why don't you change?"
"It was changed at this time last month."
"The time of the month is not fixed?"
Ye Su was not in the yard. She was in You Fu Shi's room, teaching someone how to write.
Because not long ago, the eldest sister discovered that their younger brother was illiterate.
After being shocked, Ye Su could only accept her fate and start teaching him how to read.
After more than half a month, the results are very small.
"Raise your wrists and straighten your back." Ye Su picked up a pen and tapped You Fushi's waist, back, and arms. "Junior brother, you have no bones?"
You Fushi threw away the pen and said, "I don't want to write."
After writing for half an hour, there were only crooked and shady scribbles on a large piece of paper.
"In the future, you won't even be able to understand the martial arts." Ye Su had a headache. How could a good person be illiterate? For nothing, he had such a noble, elegant, and brilliant face.
"Just read it to me." You Fushi leaned back in his chair, tilted his head and looked up at this mortal, his voice barely audible.
"I won't follow you forever." Ye Su smiled slightly, "Illiterate people should learn to read."
You Fushi began to feel sleepy again. He stood up and walked towards the bed, not forgetting to refute Ye Su: "I can read." It's just... it seems that he forgot.
Ye Su smiled. If she had known this would happen, she would have rejected her master's request with righteous words.
"It's coming out!"
Xiyu's voice suddenly came from outside the yard, and then Xia Er also shouted: "Senior Sister, come and see!"
Ye Su walked out: "Has the list changed?"
Ming Liusha zoomed in on the Baiqing Ranking: "Changed."
Several people looked up from the bottom and soon found the names of the two people.
—No. 289, Wubian, from Mingliusha (Qianjimen)
—No. 288, Moon Spear, from Xia Er (Thousand Machine Gate)
"Why is the ranking so low?" Xiyu stared at the two lines on the Hundred Youth Ranking and said, "The sword of Quan Jiaying from Poyuan Sect is just average, but he's already in the top 200."
"The wind pattern he restored on his sword has a different meaning." Ye Su can almost understand the mechanism of the selection of the 100 Young Masters. "The Black Whip and Moon Spear are too conventional."
"Quan Jiaying is up!" Xia Er saw a familiar name on the list, "No. 150. He squeezed out Zhan Jinzong."
"One hundred and fifty?" Ye Su recalled the sword he saw in the trial field, thinking, "He must have added something later."
But the knife at that time should not be able to reach the watershed line, at most it should be around 150 meters.
"So many people killed the Jin Sect." Xia Er glanced through the Baiqing List, feeling a little envious. It would be great if Qianji Sect could return to the era of slaughtering the list.
"Normal." Ming Liusha turned off the announcement.
"Senior Sister, what else should we do?" Xiyu asked.
"Next, let's wait and see." Ye Su said, "Does anyone come looking for it?"
"Big sister, someone is looking for you."
How many people are there in the yard: "?"
Ye Su looked down and found that it was the sound coming from the communication jade disc.
She clicked it and saw that it was her junior fellow student from down the mountain.
Ye Su asked, "Who's looking for me?"
"It's said his name is Quan Jiaying." The junior brother's voice was obviously confused, "Big sister, do you want to let him in?"
"No, I'll go down." Ye Su raised his head, took out his sword, and looked at the three people, "Together?"
After a moment, four men rushed down the mountain with swords in front and behind.