In the clouds in the sky, Ye Su stood on the sword, controlling the sword to move forward slowly. There were three iron chains hanging under the sword, with his fellow junior brothers and sisters sitting on them.
After unremitting efforts and countless collisions, she finally mastered how to fly the sword. However, the three people who had not built their foundation could not stand steadily on the sword, so after a unanimous discussion, Xiyu melted the knife on the spot, made three thin iron chains, and tied them to the sword.
Finally, Ye Su stood on the sword and flew with it, while the three brothers and sisters sat hanging under the sword, creating this "severely overloaded" spectacle.
Ming Liusha felt the wind blowing in his face and felt very comfortable: "Comfortable-"
Xiyu in the middle held a small mirror in one hand, held a thin iron chain with her arm, and tried to pull the grass debris stuck on her hair with the other hand. After a long time, she finally pinned a pink knife on her head as a hairpin. After doing all this, she casually asked, "Big Sister, when will we arrive in Dinghai City?"
Ye Su was concentrating on controlling the flying sword, and when he heard what the third apprentice sister said, he suddenly remembered: "Who among you knows the way to Dinghai City?"
"Ah?" Xia Er, who was at the back, looked up and shouted to Ye Su on the sword, "Big Sister, aren't you flying towards Dinghai City? We don't know the way!"
Ye Su: “…” The key point is that she doesn’t know him either.
The four people only knew the directions of east, south, west and north, but had no idea of the specific route.
After a fatal silence, Ye Su coughed and asked tentatively: "Who among you has the scroll map?"
The scroll map will display the route as long as you enter the destination, and almost all places in the entire Floating World Continent can be found.
Xiyu raised his head and said, "Big sister, a scroll map requires at least two medium-grade spirit stones."
All their current belongings consist of one thousand low-grade spirit stones, which were given to them by their junior sister.
There was another silence, and Ming Liusha suddenly pointed to the distance and said, "There is someone ahead!"
"Let's go ask." Ye Su immediately chased after him and shouted from behind, "Daoyou, please stay."
There were a few Taoist friends flying swords in front of them, but they were soon caught up by Ye Su. These people were all wearing sky blue Taoist robes with sword images embroidered on them. They should be from the same sect, and they all looked like young disciples. Although the cultivation world does not judge age by appearance, one can still infer something from the eyes. These people are only a few years older than Ye Su and the others.
When those people heard the voice, they turned around and their eyes unconsciously fell on the three people sitting on the thin iron chains and swinging under Ye Su's sword. They were immediately shocked. They could actually control the sword like this
They stared at the three people sitting on the chains below, their eyes full of inquiring curiosity.
They had seen various people standing on swords, but had never seen anyone hanging under the sword. They thought this operation was cool, but couldn't find anything unreasonable at the moment.
Hanging someone under the sword seems like... there's nothing wrong with that
Ye Su hovered over the same row, and seeing that they were all staring down, he could not help but cough and said, "Excuse me, fellow Taoist, do you know how to get to Dinghai City?"
At this time, everyone came back to their senses, and one of the young men slid out from the middle and asked, "Daoyou, are you going to Dinghai City?"
Ye Su nodded: "This is our first time out of the sect, and we don't have a scroll map with us, so we don't know the specific location and route of Dinghai City."
"Didn't the sect prepare scroll maps for you?" someone nearby asked curiously.
Ye Su said directly: "The sect is currently short of money and has no money to prepare these. If it is convenient for you, can you lend me the map to take a look?"
There was a slight commotion on the other side. It was obvious that they couldn't understand how a sect could be so short of money that it couldn't even afford a scroll map.
"Of course." The young man took out a scroll map from his Qiankun bag, pushed his hand, and handed the map to Ye Su.
Ye Su opened the scroll map, output spiritual power with her fingertips, and wrote Dinghai City on the map. An overhead view and several routes instantly appeared on the originally blank scroll.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist." After quickly noting down the route, Ye Su returned the scroll map to the young man opposite.
The young man did not put it away, but handed the scroll map back to Ye Su and said with a smile: "We still have the scroll map. Meeting is fate. I will give this to a few fellow Taoists."
Ye Su lowered his head to glance at the scroll map, and did not refuse. He bowed and thanked: "The disciple of Qianji Sect would like to thank you, fellow Taoist."
She tapped the sword with her toes, and Ming Liusha below rustled and took out a wooden stick from his Qiankun bag, threw it upwards, and was caught by Ye Su.
"Qianji Sect? So you are from Qianji Sect?" A round-faced disciple next to him was surprised, "Why are there no words on your robes?"
Five hundred years ago, the Qianji Sect's Taoist robes would have the three huge characters "Qianji Sect" embroidered on them with gold thread, which was the most distinctive feature of their sect. Later on, the sect declined and had no money to buy gold thread. Even the fabric was replaced with inferior products. Only the leader and elders had a little bit of gold thread on the cuffs of their robes.
Ye Su summed it up in one word and said again: "Money is tight."
It seems normal that they can't even afford a scroll map or embroider words. The people on the opposite side thought, hearing about them is worse than meeting them in person. The Qianji Sect is so poor, no wonder they have to beg for money everywhere.
"What sect do you belong to, fellow Taoist?" Ye Su asked.
Although the young man was surprised that the other party did not recognize their Taoist robes, he still bowed and said, "I am Xu Chengying of the Sword Sect.
One of the two sects is the Wujian Sect. Is this the sect that Junior Brother is going to join in the future? As soon as he came out, he actually ran into the Wujian Sect. These disciples seemed to be pretty good people.
Ye Su carefully asked the other party what the characters in his name were, then used his spiritual power as a pen knife to write a sentence on a wooden stick, and then gave it to the young man opposite, saying: "Friend Xu, we will leave first. Thank you for your scroll map."
The young man subconsciously took the flying wooden stick, and when he looked up again, he saw only a residual shadow left. The strange sword carried the four people and instantly disappeared in the east direction.
"Brother, what did she give?" another round-faced young man came over and asked.
Xu Chengying looked down at the wooden stick in his hand and discovered the words on it: I owe my sword sect’s Xu Chengying a sword. I’m Ye Suliu, a disciple of Qianji Sect.
Xu Chengying seemed to be thinking: "Qianjimen Ye Su..."
There are various ways to fly in cultivation. Non-sword cultivators rarely fly with swords. However, some weapon refiners focus on sword refining, which is equivalent to half a sword cultivator. So, is this Fellow Daoist Ye good at sword refining
The sword-controlling speed of their Wujian sect is only comparable to that of Kunlun sect. Just now, there were three people hanging under the sword of Fellow Daoist Ye, but he was still able to catch up. It can be seen that his strength is extraordinary.
A female disciple next to him said, "Brother, the people from the Qianji Sect are interesting. They actually use chains on their swords to hang people."
Xu Chengying thought of the wonder just now and smiled: "It's probably the skill of the weapon refiner. Okay, let's continue on our way."
"yes."
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Flying a sword consumes spiritual energy. Ye Su was carrying three people and had just established his foundation. He often ran out of spiritual energy halfway through the flight and suddenly fell into the air. He could only rest in place for a while.
After flying intermittently for six days, they finally arrived in Dinghai City.
"Big Sister, look!" Xia Er pointed at the words on the city gate, "We're here."
Ye Su bent down and put away the sword. After returning the thin iron chain to Xiyu, she said, "Go in."
The four people walked into the city gate excitedly. There were a lot of people here, and sword cultivators could be seen almost everywhere, all with swords in their hands. It was much more prosperous than the place at the foot of Qianjimen Mountain.
Especially on the roadside, there are various stalls bustling with activity, and from time to time there are freshly baked food, and the aroma is everywhere.
"Master, I'm hungry." Ming Liusha stared at a stall selling buns and said slowly.
After traveling for several days, they hadn't eaten much and were indeed hungry. Ye Su stepped forward and asked how much each one cost.
"One hundred low-grade spirit stones each." The stall owner opened the lid of the steamer, and a lot of fragrance overflowed. "The buns we make here are all made from spirit pigs, and the stuffing contains spiritual energy."
Hearing the price, the four people swallowed silently. Ye Su turned her head and said, "I think the Bigu Pill is pretty good."
"The fasting pills are of good quality and inexpensive." Xia Er raised his hand in agreement.
"Buy fasting pills." Xiyu raised his hand.
The three of them stared at Ming Liusha who was silent. After a moment, he said slowly, "I. Choose. Pi Gu Dan."
So, they gave up the delicious buns, found a medicine shop along the way, and went in to buy the fasting pills.
"What kind of fasting pills would you like?" the shop assistant asked. "We have just received a batch of fasting pills. One pill can last for ten days in the Nascent Soul stage. There are ten pills in a bottle. We have various flavors, such as green peach, honey, and fragrant plum."
This was the first time Ye Su heard that there were different flavors of fasting pills: "How many spirit stones?"
"Not expensive." The guy held up a finger.
When Xia Er saw it, he immediately said, "Big Sister, the Bigu Pills here only cost one low-grade spirit stone? It's worthy of being Dinghai City." The Bigu Pills they bought at the foot of Qianjimen Mountain required fifty low-grade spirit stones.
The shop assistant's smile froze: "Sir, this is not Linquan City. This bottle of fasting pills costs one mid-grade spirit stone."
Linquan City is the territory of the Dan Sect, and there are countless alchemy sects. The elixirs are naturally much cheaper than in other places. It is said that basic elixirs like the Bigu Pill are so cheap that no one would pick them up even if they were thrown on the ground.
Xia Er: "...Middle-grade Spiritual Stone?!"
The spirit stones earned by Qianji Sect never passed through the hands of disciples. The Sect Master needed to feed the sect protection formation and distribute it to the elders. Ye Su and his friends had only seen a medium-grade spirit stone in Ning Qianyao's hands a few years ago, and had never touched it. Moreover, it took 10,000 low-grade spirit stones to exchange for a medium-grade spirit stone. They could not afford this kind of fasting pill.
"How much is your cheapest fasting pill?" Ye Su asked the shop assistant directly.
The shop assistant looked these people up and down. Just now, he thought they were from a big sect because they all looked good. But now he saw that they were wearing rough clothes. He immediately lowered his head, turned around and took out a bottle of fasting pills from the bottom drawer, threw it on the table, and said weakly: "Twenty pills in one bottle, one hundred low-grade spirit stones."
Ye Su paid the money, poured out twenty fasting pills, and gave five to each person.
The shop assistant standing inside looked at her actions, frowned with disgust and shook his head. He didn't know where this poor sect came from. To buy a bottle of the lowest grade fasting pill, they had to divide it into four portions. They were no better than the independent cultivators.
It's a pity that these good-looking faces look intimidating.
"Big sister, there's a shop selling magic tools across the street." Xiyu tugged at Ye Su's sleeve and said, "Shall we go over and take a look?"
Ye Su took a fasting pill and put the bottle away: "Let's go."
The four of them walked towards the other side with great momentum.
The guy selling pills at the back leaned over to look at their backs and clicked his tongue a few times. It was no wonder that he had made a mistake. At first glance, these people did not look like they were from a poor and shabby sect.
Too confident.
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