Three days later, at the mountain gate of Tianxuan Sect.
All the disciples of Tianxuan Sect who were participating in the training in the Yunxi Secret Realm have arrived and are ready to fly away on their swords.
Among the group of sword practitioners, Chu Qi, who was wearing dark green medical clothes, was particularly conspicuous.
Bai Xuan specially sent him to the mountain gate. Along the way, he kept reminding him, "Junior brother, this is your first time going out for training. The outside world is dangerous, so be careful. Some cultivators like to bully medical practitioners. When you go out, don't tell others that you are a medical practitioner. Don't leave your spiritual sword and have spiritual talismans ready. Oh, by the way! Don't stay too far away from our sect's sword practitioners! Have you remembered all this?"
Ever since it was confirmed that Chu Qi was going out for training, Elder Qingyue and Bai Xuan had been reminding him to be careful when he was out whenever they had free time over the past three days.
Chu Qi patiently nodded and agreed, "I'll remember that, Senior Sister, don't worry."
Bai Xuan didn't want to be so long-winded, mainly because her junior brother had a very good temper and was easily influenced by others, so it was easy for him to suffer losses when he went out.
Bai Xuan was relieved after sending his junior brother to Yan Jiuge in one piece. Over the years, they had the best relationship. When it came to taking care of Chu Qi, Bai Xuan thought he couldn't compare to Yan Jiuge.
Bai Xuan stopped in front of the mountain gate and said, "Then Senior Sister will send you here. I wish you a safe journey."
"let's go."
Yan Jiuge stood behind Chu Qi. After they said goodbye, he raised his voice and said, "My fellow disciples, prepare your swords."
The top twenty sword-cultivating disciples who participated in the Tianxuan Sect's sect competition were all at the Jindan stage. They could travel faster by flying on swords than by taking ordinary spiritual flying instruments.
However, in this case, it would be difficult for their only medical disciple riding on the White Luan to keep up with the main force unless they slowed down.
Just as everyone was thinking this, they saw their new senior brother perform the sword control technique to double the size of his life sword, and then he spoke to the medical disciple in a normal tone, "Aqi, come up quickly."
"?"
Although, that is my natal spirit sword!
Even though they knew that the two had a close relationship, the fact that they flew together on swords still exceeded the imagination of the sword-cultivating disciples.
The natal spirit sword is the second life of all sword cultivators. They always keep it with them and nurture it carefully. Most of the saved spirit stones are used to supply it.
As long as the sword is there, the man is alive; when the sword breaks, the man is destroyed.
It is an unwritten rule among sword practitioners that one should fly with a sword without carrying others.
Under the nervous gazes of many sword cultivators, the medical disciple stepped steadily onto the natal spirit sword of the first senior brother.
The natal spirit sword did not react at all, and did not seem to be dissatisfied.
"?"
This is even more incredible.
"Senior Brother Liu, may I touch your natal spirit sword?" A fellow swordsman who had a good relationship with Liu Weiming asked him in a low voice.
"Brother Luo, how could you have such an absurd idea in broad daylight? Do you think you would be happy if I touched your natal spirit sword?"
"That's absolutely not allowed!"
Luo Wuci quickly refused and retreated three steps away from Liu Weiming with his sword.
Liu Weiming: “…”
His junior fellow apprentice is really weird.
"So, when you asked me that question just now, I didn't hit you because of our friendship as fellow disciples." Liu Weiming spoke in a deep voice.
Luo Wuci knew that he was in the wrong, but his words were not groundless. He whispered, "But the senior brother of the first seat can carry the medical junior brother on a flying sword."
"… "
Liu Weiming choked up. Although he was also surprised just now, he had witnessed the growth of the two people in the past few years. Yan Jiuge and Chu Qi had a very good relationship. In addition, Chu Qi was a medical practitioner who could not fly with a sword...
"They have a very good relationship, so they can fly the sword together." Liu Weiming was vague. Anyway, he couldn't let others touch his own spirit sword, let alone carry others.
The little episode between the sword-cultivating disciples ended here.
*
Yan Jiuge, who was standing in front, narrowed his eyes and glanced at the many fellow sword practitioners, and the corner of his eye finally fell on Chu Qi.
He had heard what Liu Weiming and Luo Wuci had said just now. A sword cultivator's natal spirit sword could not carry other people, but his Ah Qi was not other people. The two of them had been with him for many years since childhood, and what's more, his Longyin sword had carried Chu Qi eight years ago.
If there is one, there will be two. There is nothing to be surprised about.
Seeing Chu Qi standing firmly on the spirit sword, Yan Jiuge said to the people behind him, "My fellow disciples, it's time for us to set off."
Yan Jiuge's words had just fallen.
Then, twenty sword lights suddenly appeared out of nowhere, rising into the air from the gate of Tianxuan Sect and going away into the sky.
The Yunxi Secret Realm where they went out to train this time was located in the east of the Yunhua Realm.
It is the closest to the Beast Taming Gate, and there are several main cities around it, among which Huacheng is the most prosperous.
The sword cultivators of the Tianxuan Sect could arrive there in about seven days by flying on their swords.
However, the Cloud Secret Realm would not be opened until half a month later, so they would have to wait for a few days after arriving there. Therefore, Yan Jiuge planned to take everyone from the Tianxuan Sect to Huacheng to rest temporarily.
*
Seven days passed.
Yunhua Realm, Huacheng.
Recently, because the Yunxi Secret Realm is about to open, the number of cultivators rushing to Huacheng has increased day by day. In order to avoid congestion, Huacheng simply opened all the city gates.
Twelve black iron gates opened, welcoming monks from all directions to enter the city and spend money.
Yes, Huacheng is not like Yicheng, where you can enter by registering at the city gate. All cultivators entering Huacheng have to pay a spirit stone as the entrance fee.
This was Chu Qi’s first time in Huacheng, and he had heard about the entrance fee to the city.
In fact, many large main cities will charge entry fees to outside monks, because there are powerful monks in the main cities, which can provide a temporary shelter for other monks.
Even if enemies meet, they cannot fight in the city and disrupt order. Therefore, the entrance fee of one spirit stone is worth it for most cultivators.
But the sword practitioners of Tianxuan Sect were somewhat hesitant.
"First Senior Brother, isn't this one Spirit Stone a bit of a waste as the entrance fee?"
They were always frugal, and after years of practicing swordsmanship, they did not think spending money on entertainment was a pleasure. Instead, they preferred practicing swordsmanship and cultivating themselves.
“No, in the past few years, since we have saved the expense of purchasing spiritual medicines, the expense limit for going out for training has increased. Fellow disciples, there is no need to worry…” What’s more, the secret realm they are going to train in this time is not very ordinary, and it is more convenient to inquire about the news in the main city and make more preparations.
Yan Jiuge had only finished explaining half of his words when an impatient, urging voice sounded from behind them.
"If you don't want to enter the city, can you please move aside? We are in a hurry. You are so poor and hesitant to even give a spiritual stone. I don't know how you have the nerve to block the gate of Huacheng."
Yan Jiuge paused, and his unfocused eyes suddenly darkened.
Even the other Tianxuan Sect sword cultivators standing in the team were in a very bad mood after hearing this irony. However, they were not good at arguing with others, and the situation before them was not suitable for directly teaching the other party a lesson, so they could only stare at the person who was speaking in anger.
"Whether we enter the city gate or not is our business. We haven't even reached our turn yet, but you are so nosy that you just open your mouth and make the decision for us. I don't know why you are so anxious. If you are in a hurry to reincarnate, it's okay for us to condescend and give way. After all, reincarnation is such a big thing that cannot be delayed."
The sword-cultivating disciples of the Tianxuan Sect opened their eyes wide and looked towards the source of the voice, only to discover that the one who had just said such nice words was actually their good-tempered medical disciple!
You know, in the Tianxuan Sect, their medical junior brother has never lost his temper.
"You, you, you... you are really unreasonable!"
The man who had just mocked Jian Xiu and others for being poor never expected to be confronted like this. He was so angry that his face turned red and he was about to start cursing.
But when he opened his mouth, he was horrified to find that he could not make any sound.
In front of him, an invisible pressure emanated from the black-clothed swordsman who was the leader, locking onto his direction with a dangerous sense of oppression.
Late Jindan stage, sword cultivator.
If he were in his prime, such a sword cultivator would have no problem defeating a magic cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage.
The man swallowed, shut his mouth tactfully and remained silent.
He has a somewhat arrogant personality, but not to the extent of costing his life.
But why would such a powerful cultivator still worry about the entrance fee of a spirit stone? It is totally inconsistent with their strength.
"Ayan, it's almost our turn."
The voice that had spoken harshly before sounded again, and the tone was completely different from before, and now the words were softer.
After hearing this, the black-clothed swordsman restrained his outward pressure, and the indifference between his eyebrows faded, turning into peace. He walked towards the person who called him.
*
After paying twenty-one spirit stones, all the disciples of Tianxuan Sect entered Huacheng.
"Let's find an inn to stay first and make plans later." This was Yan Jiuge's plan.
As for which inn to choose, Yan Jiuge led everyone to the largest Menghua Inn in Huacheng without hesitation.
The largest inn costs more spirit stones, but the environment is more comfortable and the spiritual energy is abundant.
In addition, Yan Jiuge had a lot of spirit stones accumulated in his Qiankun bag, so he could not afford this little expense, so he naturally did not need to let his Ah Qi and his fellow junior brothers suffer in terms of accommodation and transportation.
Ever since Yan Jiuge entered the Tianxuan Sect, the amount of spiritual stones that the Yan family prepared for him every year was no less than that. However, he had been in the Tianxuan Sect for many years and was self-sufficient. Now, he had so many spiritual stones that he had no place to spend them, and even a Qiankun bag could not hold them all.
The other sword disciples did not object at this time. They had been ridiculed for no reason at the city gate because they wanted to save some money.
Now he could just let go. Tianxuan Sect was so big that there were still some spiritual stones accumulated.
Besides, their sword cultivators can live more casually, but the medical cultivators can't. There are only three medical cultivators in their Tianxuan Sect! Which one is not a rare existence in Tianxuan Sect
It is a rare opportunity for them to go out and gain experience with their medical junior brother, so they must make taking good care of him their first priority.
Thinking of this, everyone felt much happier.
However, while others were not worried about the spirit stones, Chu Qi was a little worried.
All his expenses within the Tianxuan Sect were covered by the sect. Whether he was growing herbs, refining elixirs, or even practicing, he never spent a single spirit stone.
In this wonderful environment, Chu Qi never worried about his livelihood, so he never thought about saving spirit stones. Therefore, the spirit stones in Chu Qi's Qiankun bag were not many in total.
Nowadays, going out to gain experience is an expense wherever you go. I wonder if there is any way to make money.
Although there was some financial tightness, Chu Qi had no objection to Yan Jiuge's decision.
Yan Jiuge was originally a young man from a wealthy family. He had been well fed and well clothed since childhood, so it was natural for him to live in a better place.
However, after following him into the Tianxuan Sect, Yan Jiuge became just like the other sword-cultivating disciples, not picky or disdainful, and was easy to support.
Just when Chu Qi was thinking about how to earn spirit stones as a medical practitioner, they arrived at Menghua Inn.
"Sir, do you want to stay in our hotel? Please come in." The waiter standing at the door welcomed them in with a warm and respectful attitude.
Menghua Inn was very large, and both inside and outside, the architecture was elegant and exquisite. There were even some cute and docile first-level spiritual pets placed in the corners of the hall for people to watch and play with. This attracted many young monks and some female monks who loved spiritual pets to stop and look.
Chu Qi looked at this scene and couldn't help but think of the little white tiger given as a gift upon entering the Beast Taming Sect when he was at the top of the Immortal Mountain. The tiger was also very cute when it was young.
"How many rooms do you want, guests? All the rooms in our Menghua Inn are of top quality. There is no such thing as good or bad. We will definitely satisfy our guests."
The owner of Menghua Inn has a face that believes harmony brings wealth, and he looks very friendly with a smile on his face.
"How many guest rooms do you have?" Yan Jiuge asked.
"There are still thirty rooms. There are many monks rushing to Huacheng recently, so the vacant rooms are a little tight." The shopkeeper answered him.
There are a total of twenty-one disciples of the Tianxuan Sect, and each person can accommodate one room.
"Then we want twenty-one rooms." Yan Jiuge said.
"Okay, how many nights do the guests plan to stay?" The shopkeeper picked up the abacus with shining eyes. He was a big customer who booked twenty-one rooms in one go, and he was determined to serve these gods of wealth well.
"Stay until the Yunxi Secret Realm is opened." There is no definite number of days at the moment.
The sound of abacus clacking could be heard, and then the shopkeeper said with a smile, "The price of one room per day is 500 spirit stones, so the total price for 21 rooms is 10,500 spirit stones."
"!!!"
Ten thousand five hundred spirit stones! Just one day's expenses
Just hearing this number, Chu Qi felt his back teeth ache. This is too expensive! The spirit stones he saved were only enough for two days.
"Ayan..." How about we change to another inn? This kind of expense seems a bit excessive.
Chu Qi was just about to persuade Yan Jiuge.
But outside the Menghua Inn, a familiar voice came from them, "Boss, I heard from the waiter that you still have 30 rooms left? We've booked them all!"
"..." Enemies often meet on a narrow road. This person happened to be the monk who had clashed with them at the city gate.
Chu Qi stopped trying to persuade them and frowned. Just stay here. He still has some spiritual medicine in his Qiankun bag. He can take it to the medicine shop to ask how much it can be sold for. Besides, there are still a few days before the opening of the Yunxi Secret Realm, so he can continue to refine spiritual medicine!
Perhaps, it can help to subsidize today's expenses a little
Chu Qi thought with some uncertainty.
"I'm so sorry, sir. A guest has just booked 21 rooms, and we only have nine vacant rooms now." The shopkeeper said in an embarrassed voice.
Everything is based on first come first served.
"We can offer double the money!" another loud voice sounded from the door.
Hearing this, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became quiet. If one side did not give in, there would definitely be a dispute.
"Ah, this..." The shopkeeper's smiling expression disappeared, and his face became hesitant and embarrassed. After all, he is a businessman, and if someone is willing to buy it at a high price, he will naturally be happy to do so.
However, if he did so, he would offend the guests in front of him... The shopkeeper was not very willing to do so. Based on his years of experience, he knew that the cultivator who had just requested twenty-one guest rooms should all be powerful sword cultivators.
(End of this chapter)