After all the new disciples were registered, six strands of spiritual power dropped from the spiritual book and transformed into six identity tokens. From then on, the formations and barriers of Xuantian Sect would accept the six of them.
The initiation ceremony is officially completed.
Liu Weiming stepped forward and distributed identity tokens to the new disciples one by one, and told them how to use the identity tokens to communicate.
"You just need to input one of your spiritual powers into the other party's identity token, and you can communicate with each other from now on."
As soon as Liu Weiming finished speaking, Chu Qi's eyes blurred. When he came to his senses, he saw an identity token in front of him with the words "Yan Jiuge" engraved on it.
"Come and change." Yan Jiuge said concisely.
It turned out to be a method of exchanging messages.
Chu Qi suddenly realized, took the identity token that belonged to Yan Jiuge, and handed his own to Yan Jiuge, "Here you go."
The identity token of Tianxuan Sect is made of dark wood with black iron marks on the edge. It is not very heavy, but it also has a certain weight.
Chu Qi is only in the early stages of Qi training, and he needs to concentrate for a while to mobilize his spiritual power.
After inputting a stream of spiritual power into Yan Jiuge's identity token, Chu Qi discovered that Yan Jiuge had already input all the spiritual power and was waiting for him on the side.
Yan Jiuge's eyes were slightly lowered, his gaze seemed to fall on the tip of his ear, and he seemed to be in a trance, no one knew what he was thinking.
"I'm done losing." Chu Qi handed the identity token back.
"Me too." Yan Jiuge came back to his senses.
While the two were exchanging messages, a lot of people gathered around, all of them were senior brothers and sisters who were curious about the new disciple.
Seeing more and more people coming, a respectful voice suddenly sounded, "Disciple greets the master."
Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet and the crowded crowd spontaneously made way for a passage.
The head of Tianxuan Sect came down from the hall at some point and was now walking towards Chu Qi.
"Disciple greets the master." Chu Qi, Yan Jiuge and others also bowed to the visitor.
The head of Tianxuan Sect is a great man in the Refining Void Stage, who practices the sword art of Qiankun Sword Art and is upright and rigorous. In his previous life, Chu Qi had a very good impression of this head.
"No need to be so polite." The serious expression on the brows of the Tianxuan Sect's head eased. "Elder Ming told me about the cultivation of medicinal fields. Our Tianxuan Sect has not recruited any medical disciples for many years. Now that you have joined the sect, if there is anything you need, just ask."
This was said to Chu Qi.
Elder Ming had also talked to Chu Qi about the matter of reclaiming medicinal fields.
However, Chu Qi's mind flashed with Senior Sister Bai Xuan's look of despair when she talked about serving spiritual medicine, and he couldn't help but say, "Thank you for your concern, Master. I have just started practicing medicine, and now I don't know if I have the energy to serve more spiritual medicines. Can the matter of cultivating the medicine field be postponed for a while?"
"Of course." If you don't become arrogant because of your talent, but are humble and polite, you will achieve great things.
The head of Tianxuan Sect looked at Chu Qi with a little more appreciation, "It's up to you. Elder Qingyue, the medical practitioner, will teach you. If you are missing the alchemy cauldron and other things, you can go to the Lingbao Pavilion on Yuxiu Peak to get them. This is the jade talisman."
When the headmaster raised his hand, a jade talisman appeared in his palm and he handed it to Chu Qi.
With this jade talisman, Chu Qi can use most of the treasures in Lingbao Pavilion at will.
Chu Qi took the jade talisman and said, "Thank you, Master."
He must study medicine well and live up to the sect's cultivation and his own talents in this life.
"You're welcome. You are now my Tianxuan Sect's medical disciple, so this is the norm."
Other immortal sects have many medical practitioners, which their Tianxuan Sect cannot match. But other than that, their Tianxuan Sect also has many things that other immortal sects’ medical practitioners have.
After the headmaster gave his instructions, he left. With him around, the other disciples would be very reserved. The headmaster was also aware of this, so he would not stay for long if there was nothing else to do.
After the headmaster left, the atmosphere around him relaxed.
When the sword cultivators were thinking about how to get the communication method from their junior brother who was a medical practitioner, a pressure from a Nascent Soul Stage came from behind them.
The elder sister, who was wearing medical clothes and holding a magic sword in her hand, looked at them with a suspicious expression, "Please make way. I want to take my junior brother back to Zhongling Peak."
Sword cultivators: “…”
Although they were a little confused, they all obediently made way for the medical sister.
There is a rumor in the Tianxuan Sect that when their medical senior sister went out to gain experience, she took a magic sword and gave the ignorant sword practitioners from the neighboring Fuyao Palace and Qingling Sect a severe lesson.
To this day, rumors about the medical senior sister are still circulating in the Yunhua world. Those of them who practice swordsmanship should always be more sensible.
"Junior brother, it's time to go back to Zhongling Peak to learn medical skills."
Bai Xuan walked in from layer upon layer of sword cultivators to pick up her junior brother.
"I understand, Senior Sister Bai Xuan."
The junior brother responded but did not move.
He turned his head and whispered softly to the sword cultivator beside him, "My senior sister is calling me, I will go back to Zhongling Peak first."
We hadn't seen each other for a day yesterday, and today we hadn't even spoken a few words before we had to separate again. Yan Jiuge couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, but he wasn't very happy anyway.
Chu Qi's voice continued. "After the training is over, I will send you a message later today."
He still didn't know where Yan Jiuge lived, but fortunately, the two of them had already communicated with each other, so it was very convenient for them to chat.
Hearing Chu Qi say this, the suspicion in Yan Jiuge's eyes disappeared, and then he nodded and said, "Okay."
On the side, Bai Xuan, who had been watching the whole process, was full of doubts: "?"
Such a short time had passed, but a sword cultivator actually asked for her junior brother's communication method, which really surprised her.
It was not until they sat on Bai Luan's back and returned to Zhongling Peak together that Bai Xuan couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
"Junior brother, who was the swordsman who just spoke to you? What kind of person is he?"
"He's my neighbor's... friend." Chu Qi promptly changed the word "brother" and continued,
"He's a nice guy, with a cool exterior but a kind heart." It's just that sometimes what he says is not very pleasant to the ear.
"I see, that's good." Bai Xuan felt relieved and reminded, "Now that you have entered the medical cultivation, you are not as good as sword cultivators. Senior sister is not talking too much, be careful in making friends and don't make friends with bad people."
"I know, thank you for your concern, Senior Sister."
"You're welcome. If you have free time in the future, go to Jianfeng and learn some basic sword techniques. It will be very useful when you go out for training in the future."
"Okay, I'll go to Jianfeng to listen to the sword training when the time comes." Chu Qi nodded. In fact, he knew the basic swordsmanship of Tianxuan Sect, but he wanted to use it in this life, so he had to go to Jianfeng to "re-learn" it.
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Half an hour later, Bai Luan flew to Zhongling Peak.
To Chu Qi's surprise, when they came back this time, a figure was already standing in front of the medicine field waiting.
"Master! You finally came out of retreat." Bai Xuan, who was standing beside Chu Qi, had his eyes light up. He then pulled Chu Qi over and introduced him, "This is our junior brother from Zhong Lingfeng. You were in retreat yesterday and didn't see him."
"Junior brother, this is our master, Elder Qingyue."
"Disciple Chu Qi, greetings to Elder Qingyue." Chu Qi bowed in the direction of Elder Qingyue. There is a rule in the Tianxuan Sect that one cannot call someone "Master" unless he is a direct disciple.
But in the Tianxuan Sect, only Elder Qingyue taught medical training, and Bai Xuan had already tacitly accepted this in his heart.
"If you don't mind, you can just call me Master like Bai Xuan does. We don't have many medical practitioners in Zhongling Peak." Elder Qingyue said.
"Disciple greets Master." Chu Qi shouted following Elder Qingyue's words.
"Come here." Elder Qingyue waved his hand, signaling the two of them to go over. "Master will water the spiritual medicine first, Bai Xuan come and help. Chu Qi, you just watch from the side, serving the spiritual medicine is a bit tedious."
When he got closer, Chu Qi finally saw the appearance of Elder Qingyue. He had white hair and a white beard, but his skin was wrinkle-free. If he removed the white beard and changed his hair color, he would look very young. All cultivators have the art of maintaining their youth, and some immortals who look old may not be really old.
The two acres of medicinal fields on their Zhongling Peak are planted with various medicinal plants. Some of the medicinal plants even have a halo of spiritual energy, and you can tell how precious they are just by looking at them.
Chu Qi followed Elder Qingyue's instructions and chose a spot to stand beside the medicinal field. The herb in front of him had white buds, and even though they hadn't bloomed yet, they looked very cute.
"As for watering, some spiritual herbs need watering every day, while others only need watering every two or three days. Wood spiritual roots are deeply loved by medicinal plants. Chu Qi, if you feel bored staying where you are, you can input some spiritual energy into them, and they will be more willing to - wait, what's that fragrance?!"
Elder Qingyue's explanation of pharmacology to Chu Qi came to an abrupt halt. His nose twitched, and he looked puzzled, "Why is there a scent of white snowflakes?"
Although they also planted white snow grass in their medicinal fields, it would still take three or two months for it to bloom, and there should not be the fragrance of white snow flowers at this time.
Elder Qingyue pays close attention to the growth of these magical herbs every day and knows them like the back of his hand.
"Oh my god! Master, all the white snow grass has bloomed!!"
Bai Xuan, who was standing next to Elder Qingyue and holding a jade pot to water the plants, was stopped by the fragrance. She was about to turn around to look at her junior brother, but when she raised her eyes, she saw a lush field of white snow flowers swaying gracefully beside the medicinal field.
"What?!"
Elder Qingyue opened his eyes wide, and almost in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the suddenly blooming white snowflakes and carefully examined this wonderful sight.
"Ah! The white snowflakes are blooming very well this time. Not only are they full of spiritual energy, but their vitality is also twice as strong as usual!! We have to pick them off and dry them quickly!"
After Elder Qingyue finished his excited words, he turned around and was about to go to his yard to get the medicine basket and pick flowers, but his eyes first caught a glimpse of the little disciple he had just accepted under his seat - he was slowly retracting the little hand that was transmitting spiritual energy.
Eyes met.
There was innocence in the little disciple's eyes and he even looked very well-behaved.
Under the master's gaze, he said very honestly, "Master, I just tried to transfer some spiritual energy to the elixir. Was I right to do that?"
Elder Qingyue took a deep breath of the fragrance of the white snowflakes, and suddenly felt his soul and spirit become more relaxed than a hundred times. He felt even happier than when he was young and taught his sword-cultivating junior brother next door.
After so many years, the Tianxuan Sect's sword-cultivating lineage finally did something that made him extremely satisfied.
I didn't expect that those sword cultivators could actually snatch such a precious wood spirit root disciple back from the top of the fairy mountain! !
(End of this chapter)