Quan Jiaying stood at the foot of the Qianji Gate Mountain, looking up at the ancient and heavy gate in front of him. Even though ten thousand years have passed, he can still see the splendor and grandeur of the past.
The entire gate is three feet high, with white jade tiles on the stone ridge. On both sides, gargoyles open their mouths to bite the dragon's mouth on the ridge, with swords stuck in their bodies. On the plaque in the middle are engraved three large characters "Qianji Gate", and each word is sharp.
The only flaw is that it has lost its spiritual energy and has a faint grayish feel.
This was Quan Jiaying's first time coming to Qianjimen. He had only heard of it from other people's jokes before. He didn't even know why he came here.
Half a month ago, the day before the sword was sent to the Hundred Youth List for selection, Quan Jiaying made a temporary decision to add "a kind of repaired" pattern to the blade.
At that time, several elders advised him not to add anything randomly. If there was a mistake, the whole instrument would be scrapped. If he refined the instrument again, he would miss the selection of the Hundred Youths List.
"Failed? Just submit again next month." Quan Jiaying thought of Ye Su and the others' indifferent attitude towards the Hundred Youth List, and for the first time he did not listen to the elders' advice.
Several elders shook their heads in disapproval: "How can this be the same?"
"Wait until next month, when Zhan Jinzong will laugh at us for having no one to break through Yuanmen."
Quan Jiaying still insisted on adding lines: "If we send it to the selection, the ranking will still be behind these two, which will only be more embarrassing."
The elders wanted to say something else, but were stopped by the headmaster: "Whatever you want to do, just do it."
Quan Shen only agreed to let Quan Jiaying carve new and repaired patterns on the blade.
He never expected that after his son successfully engraved the patterns, he remembered his father's words and felt the deep father's love. After thinking deeply for a few days, he was greatly encouraged and left the sect directly.
As for how the leader of Poyuan Sect got angry, that was another matter. At this moment, Quan Jiaying was standing at the foot of Qianji Sect's mountain, with a hint of curiosity on his young and handsome face.
A young disciple in a black Taoist robe saw someone loitering outside the gate, so he walked out, looked him up and down and said, "The Wuyin Sect is in the next town, not here."
Over the years, there have always been people who wanted to join the Wuyin Sect but took the wrong path and ran to their Qianji Sect’s mountain, but every time they looked back they could not see the three huge words on the plaque!
The young disciple felt that the person in front of the gate was most likely also looking for the Wuyin Sect.
When Quan Jiaying saw that this disciple was wearing the same Taoist robe as Ye Su, he knew that he had come to the right place: "I'm looking for Ye Su."
"Big sister?" Upon hearing this, the young disciple turned around and sent a message to Ye Su on Jiuxuan Peak, then turned back and said, "Wait here for a moment, Big sister will be down soon."
"Thank you." Quan Jiaying bowed and bowed slightly.
After standing in front of the gate and waiting for a while, Quan Jiaying suddenly saw several shadows passing over his head, accompanied by the sound of swords whistling through the air.
Quan Jiaying looked up and even had the illusion that he was in some sword sect instead of a weapon refining sect.
Ye Su took the lead in mid-air, and his speed was so fast that he flew out of the Thousand Machine Gate.
Xia Er chased after Ye Su, shouting desperately: "Big Sister! Charge!"
The only thing missing was waving flags and shouting, but if people who didn't know clearly saw him, they would probably think he was chasing someone.
Xiyu slowed down a bit and didn't fly out. Just as he looked down, he saw the two people in front of the gate and wanted to land perfectly.
As a result, Ming Liusha, who was swaying over in the end, couldn't control his direction well, and crashed directly into Xiyu who was hovering in front of him. The two of them collided in mid-air, and their spiritual energy scattered in an instant, and they fell to the ground.
The young disciple next to him uttered a cry, and Quan Jiaying even vaguely heard him say, "Score twice."
Just turning around to look again, the young disciple's face was filled with grief. He quickly stepped forward to help his senior brothers and sisters up, and asked if they were okay.
The first thing Xiyu did when he stood up was to look in the mirror. He expressed his disdain for Ming Liusha's skills: "You still can't even stop the sword!"
Ming Liusha picked up the sword from the ground and said, "You will get it after you fall many times. Didn't Senior Sister fall like this as well?"
"Why didn't you tell me that Senior Sister picked up the three of us?" Xiyu snorted. His sword-controlling skills were just poor!
Quan Jiaying listened to their conversation and subconsciously thought that weapon refiners generally did not fly swords, but relied on teleportation arrays or flying horses.
Before he could say anything, he remembered that these people couldn't even gather a few thousand spirit stones, let alone buy flying cavalry.
"How did Fellow Daoist Quan get here?" Ye Su walked up from the foot of the mountain and asked from afar across the stone steps.
"You said before that you wanted to exchange ideas." When Ye Su came closer, Quan Jiaying looked into her eyes and said seriously, "So I came here."
Ye Su tactfully reminded: "... Our place is not very suitable for sparring." Without spiritual energy and spiritual stones, it is difficult to refine magic tools.
"We can communicate if we don't have to spar with each other." Quan Jiaying said, "I have some questions I want to ask you guys."
Quan Jiaying was determined to stay, and Ye Su and the others couldn't refuse.
After all, they had just returned from Po Yuan Gate, where they had collected spiritual energy and materials. Although they had won by fair means, there was also some favor involved.
"Besides the meeting hall and the master's residence, there are only five rooms for disciples on Jiuxuan Peak." Ye Su led Quan Jiaying into Qianji Gate. "If you want to stay here, you can only stay at the foot of the mountain temporarily."
"I don't mind." Quan Jiaying's eyes fell on the surroundings of Qianji Sect. A trial field that a large weapon-refining sect should have was also there. It was even several times larger than that of Poyuan Sect. However, the sect was old and dilapidated, without the nourishment of spiritual energy, and even the weeds were pitifully scarce.
He had heard that during the heyday of Qianji Sect, they had slaughtered all the major lists of weapon refiners. When the Baiqing List was pulled out, it was filled with the names of people from Qianji Sect. The list changed every month, and every month it was the same old people.
At that time, the Hundred Young Masters Ranking had almost become the Thousand Machine Sect’s Equipment Refiners Ranking List. Now…
"Have you sent your magic weapons for selection?" Quan Jiaying came here and before he had time to check his own ranking, he asked Ye Su and the others first.
"Sent it off." Ye Su said as he walked in front of him.
When Quan Jiaying heard her say that it was sent, he quickly opened the communication jade disc and found the Hundred Youth List in the public announcement area. His heart was beating very fast, but not because of his own ranking, but because he wanted to see where Wushahua ranked.
As a result, I looked again and again several times, but I couldn't find Ye Su and Wushahua.
Seeing Quan Jiaying's strange expression, Xia Er thought he was not satisfied with his ranking, so he comforted him: "It's just the ranking of a magic weapon. You can refine a better one in the future."
"Why?" Quan Jiaying looked up and asked.
"Ah?" Xia Er was stunned.
Quan Jiaying walked a few steps faster to catch up, staring at Ye Su's back and asked, "Why don't you send Wushahua to the selection? If you don't have enough spirit stones, I can lend you some."
Ye Su lowered her head and smiled silently, "Of course we have our own considerations."
Quan Jiaying held the jade disc tightly. He cared less about the rankings of the two people who surpassed Zhan Jinzong than Ye Su's. But she did not send Wushahua for selection.
"By the way, Brother Quan, there is something I want to inquire about." Ye Su turned around and asked him, "After being listed on the Top 100 Young Talents List, how long does it usually take to receive an invitation to refine a magical instrument?"
"Every month when the list of the Hundred Young Masters is updated, there are cultivators watching. Once the list is released, various people will send invitations." Quan Jiaying glanced at the two names at the end of the list from Qianji Sect. "Your ranking is too low, so there won't be too many invitations."
"It would be great if there is one." This time Ye Su just wanted to wade in the water.
Quan Jiaying had always wanted Ye Su to send the Mist Killing Flower to the competition. He deliberately opened the communication jade disc in front of several people to let them see how many invitations he had received.
In less than an hour, various invitations came in like snowflakes.
"Only high-ranking refiners are popular." Quan Jiaying looked at Ye Su and said, "You send the Mist Killing Flower to the selection, and you don't have to worry about refining in the future, and you can also earn spirit stones."
"It's not urgent." Ye Su changed the subject, "Brother Quan's knife has been modified again?"
"I added a lightning pattern." Quan Jiaying thought of the wind pattern on Xiyu's knife and started to promote it to Xiyu again, "The wind pattern on your knife is better than mine. If we send it to the competition..."
"Stop!" Xiyu immediately crossed her arms and refused, "Are you involved in a conspiracy with the Baiqingbang? Do you have to force others to spend money to participate in the selection?"
Quan Jiaying: “…”
"Actually..." Xia Er came up from behind and began to talk as usual, "If we really want to talk about repairing lines, we have to look to our senior sister. Xiyu was also taught by the senior sister. Half a year ago, she had never seen a rare line."
"Really?" Quan Jiaying was a little skeptical. He had never seen Ye Su use rare patterns.
Xia Er leaned closer and lowered his voice, "Big Sister is a low-key person. She refines weapons casually and is good at any one of them."
Quan Jiaying's eyes were filled with doubt: "You... have the materials to refine the equipment?" It's not that he doesn't believe it, but Ye Su can't even gather two thousand middle-grade spirit stones, so where can he get the materials
Xia Er stood up straight, thinking that he was not understanding: "I am talking about theory. Senior Sister learns very quickly. Besides, when our Qianji Sect becomes stronger and has enough materials and earns a lot of spirit stones, Senior Sister will be able to refine various magic tools. By then, we can break the Yuan Sect with our fists and crush the Jin Sect with our feet!"
Quan Jiaying: “…”
"Stop blowing." Ye Su's voice came from afar, "Come up quickly."
Xia Er immediately chased after him and said, "Big Sister, should we tell Master that there are guests coming to Qianji Sect?"
"I'll go and tell them later, and you can take all the fellow Taoists for a walk around." Ye Su's voice floated down with the wind.
Quan Jiaying lowered his eyes and put away the communication jade disc, ignoring the various messages coming from the sect.
…
Ye Su went to find the head master, and Quan Jiaying was taken to visit their residence.
"The first room was originally where the senior sister lived. Recently, a new junior brother came and we let him live here." Xia Er introduced from the side.
"Then where does Ye Su live?" Quan Jiaying was puzzled. It was impossible for her to ask her senior sister to give up her residence in Po Yuan Sect.
"Behind the mountain, cave, and hole." Ming Liusha said slowly.
Quan Jiaying frowned, unable to understand: "The new junior brother is too arrogant. Your master... is biased."
"You don't understand." Xiyu threw out.
After all, it was a private matter of his own sect, so Quan Jiaying did not say more and said, "I repaired a lightning pattern not long ago. Perhaps you can give me some advice."
"Let's take a look first." Xiyu sat in front of the stone table in the courtyard. "After we finish looking at it, we can ask the senior sister to make some changes later."
Quan Jiaying also sat over and took out the lightning pattern he had drawn and handed it to the three of them.
The lines are complicated, not to mention the rare missing lines. Sometimes, if you stare at them for too long, you may even feel dizzy.
Four people sat around the table, writing and drawing. After a long time, Xiyu was the first to finish the missing pattern. When Xia Er and Ming Liusha finished drawing, they started arguing fiercely again.
Quan Jiaying looked up at the three people who stood up and argued fiercely. She felt extremely complicated inside. Why are the people from Qianjimen... like this
"Big Sister is back!" Xia Er pointed at Ye Su standing at the gate, "Let Big Sister see who is right among us."
Ye Su was used to this kind of scene. She slowly walked over and asked, "What is it?"
"Fourth Junior Brother insisted that his deduction of the lightning pattern is the most complete, but it is clearly good. There are a few places that don't match the direction of the original pattern." Ming Liusha said first, and at this time he spoke very quickly.
Quan Jiaying, who was sitting on the stone bench, even thought that Ming Liusha was good enough. If he practiced the fast-talking Zen, he would surely become famous in the cultivation world.
"Give it to me. Let me see it." Ye Su reached out for the thunder pattern derived from their desk, and took the paper handed over by Quan Jiaying.
She was standing in front of the table, holding a few pieces of paper covered with patterns, but had not yet sat down.
At this time, the outermost door suddenly opened from the inside.
Ye Su turned her head subconsciously and saw that the junior brother had changed into a dark blue robe, with messy black hair casually draped behind him. It was obvious that he was woken up by them. Even though his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his face was still very beautiful and thrilling.
He stood at the door and looked towards them. His eyes swept over Ye Su, then passed by Ming Liusha and the other two, and finally landed on the only person sitting in the courtyard. He said with a hint of disdain: "Are you Yi Xuan?"
-ugly.