Chapter 75: Recruiting a Disciple

Some sects were doing very mediocrely in Yunjing, but when they learned that the East China Sea region where Lingxiao Sect was located was becoming increasingly prosperous, they moved here from afar. People from all over the world were gathering in the East China Sea, and Lingxiao Sect was becoming more and more lively.

Many sects from other regions also opened shops at the foot of Lingxiao Sect’s mountain, and the cultivators in Lingxiao Sect finally began to spend more money at the foot of the mountain.

Lin Luo was wondering whether he should open a store himself.

He saw that many people were opening shops, and he wanted to open one too to try his luck.

At first, only Yi Qianqiu and her sisters opened a shop here. Later, some people from other sects also started to open shops here. Fufeng, Qifeng and Shifeng of Lingxiao Sect also had their own shops at the foot of the mountain. Only Jianfeng, which had never had a shop, still had no shop of its own.

Lin Luo flipped through his sword manual, and it seemed that he couldn't sell it, so he decided to go out and sell milk tea.

His milk tea is still quite good. Although it is not as delicious as the one made by Shifeng, he can set the price very cheaply. Lin Luo thinks it should not be a problem for him to sell hundreds of cups a day.

Lin Luo packed up a little and went down the mountain with his package to sell milk tea.

As soon as he set up the stall, Yi Qianqiu appeared in front of it.

Yi Qianqiu looked up at the pink plaque hung by Lin Luo, then looked down at the pink and blue menu placed on the counter by Lin Luo. She decided on the spot to close the stall.

She absolutely could not let any of her customers know that the world's number one swordsman would open such a stall.

But she couldn't beat Lin Luo, and fighting with him was too risky. Even if she could beat him, she wouldn't dare to attack.

She couldn't get rid of the stall, so she could only watch in despair as Lin Luo set up the stall and started soliciting customers.

Lin Luo held up the menu and asked her, "Would you like a drink?"

Yi Qianqiu shook his head and stood a little further away.

"Is that Teacher Lin?"

A group of Lingxiao Sect disciples suddenly came over.

"Yes, that's right. Would you like some milk tea?"

Lin Luo happily took the menu and prepared to introduce it to them one by one.

This group of Lingxiao Sect disciples all took a big step back and turned around.

With their backs to the bewildered Lin Luo, they showed very mature expressions on their faces.

They discussed it in low voices.

"Why has Teacher Lin become like this? Has he had some romantic luck lately?"

"Love turns you into this? Love is so scary."

"Teacher Lin, you've actually forgotten the dignity of the righteous path because of love. Shame on you."

Lin Luo put down the menu.

He felt that he had to have a good talk with Xie Ding and discuss why he taught his disciples such uncultured things.

If you have the guts, just run away first. There’s no point in whispering to him in person.

Yi Qianqiu felt that the opportunity had come.

She sent a message to Lin Luo: "I'll help you watch the stall, you go and settle the score with Xie Ding."

Lin Luo nodded: "Thank you, I'll be back soon."

"It's a small matter, don't be polite to me."

As soon as Lin Luo left, she closed the stall.

There was no way to explain why the business was gone, so Yi Qianqiu asked someone to build a bigger, more gorgeous and more luxurious milk tea shop on the original spot.

She felt this wasn't enough, so she put some fitness products that exuded the aura of a physical cultivator on the counter. The walls were covered with long swords, long whips, armor with fangs, and other magical tools that looked very aggressive. The small stove used for boiling tea was directly converted into a sword pavilion. The shop door was surrounded by iron bars, and a few life-size standees of well-known strong men from the Hehuan Sect were moved to the door...

After cleaning up everything, Yi Qianqiu realized that she seemed to have gone a little too far.

It seems like this store can be used directly as a real store.

She immediately set about dismantling the store.

"What are you doing?"

Yi Qianqiu's body froze.

She didn't expect that Lin Luo would actually come back immediately.

She turned away in horror.

Lin Luo looked confused: "What's wrong?"

Yi Qianqiu relaxed.

"Nothing, just a small problem, I'll fix it right away."

"Just a little problem?"

Lin Luo became serious.

Yi Qianqiu's scalp tingled.

"Don't you need help?"

"No! No! I can do it myself!"

Yi Qianqiu stuffed the stand into his sleeve with force.

Her cultivation level was not high enough, perhaps because she had been out doing business all year round. She did not have well-developed muscles like other alchemy practitioners, so her movements were quite slow.

Lin Luo saw clearly what she had moved away.

But I don’t quite understand it.

Yi Qianqiu quickly cleaned up the milk tea shop and restored it to its big, gorgeous and luxurious appearance.

"Wow!" Lin Luo exclaimed at the brand new shop: "Did you rebuild this?"

"Yes, we are from the same sect now. Building a nicer shop for you is also a token of my appreciation as a fellow disciple."

"Thank you!"

Lin Luo was very touched.

I didn’t expect Yi Qianqiu to be so nice to his fellow disciples.

It turned out that he had been judging others by his own standards before. The reason why Yi Qianqiu was so nice to him now was actually just because they were from the same school.

It’s just that this new shop seems too elegant, more like a tea art shop, and it doesn’t seem convenient for it to sell milk tea.

He sat in the new shop for a whole day, but sure enough, he didn't sell a single cup of milk tea.

When he went out to close the shop, he saw a large group of people and was stunned for a moment. He didn't understand why these people who were standing at the door didn't come in to have a cup of milk tea.

If only one in ten people were willing to come in, he could sell hundreds of cups of milk tea today.

They came just after closing time because he was about to get off work and didn't want to sell milk tea anymore. Lin Luo was not very happy to see them.

So the cultivators who came to Lingxiao Sect from all over the world saw such a scene.

The legendary number one swordsman in the world walked out of a quiet and elegant teahouse. He was dressed in a plain white robe and looked cold and aloof.

As they got closer, they saw the face of the world's greatest swordsman.

The world's number one swordsman had a cold face and an expression of apathy.

The cultivators who came to Lingxiao Sect from all over the world sensitively noticed something.

Lin Luo no longer opened a milk tea shop, and Yi Qianqiu could no longer sell his aphrodisiacs.

Yi Qianqiu pounded his head and reflected deeply.

From the very beginning, she should have persuaded Lin Luo to become a muscular man. Look at his disciples with muscular bodies. Is it appropriate for him, the master of Jianfeng, to have such a delicate appearance?

"Master, would you like some porridge?"

"Give me a bowl, it's so hot."

A muscular arm appeared in Yi Qianqiu's sight, and a bowl of exquisitely shaped ice porridge was held in the big palm of the arm.

"Master, please enjoy."

The ice porridge was brought to the bamboo table, and Yi Qianqiu nodded with a forced smile.

It seems that she has no right to say that to Lin Luo.

Yi Qianqiu stirred the ice porridge and took a sip in the sunlight.

"It tastes good. Bring some to the newcomers on Dengyuntai."

"yes."

An Yiru brought 80,000 plates of ice porridge and came to Dengyuntai under the scorching sun.

This year, there are a lot of new people in Lingxiao Sect who have reached the Dengyun Steps.

The Buxu Sect collapsed, and the Qianqiu Pavilion and Lingxiao Sect merged. There were not many large sects left in the East China Sea. The reputation of the Danyun Palace was far inferior to that of the Lingxiao Sect. Naturally, the local people in the East China Sea gave priority to the Lingxiao Sect. There were also many people coming from other regions. If Yi Qianqiu had not built enough shops, it would have been difficult to accommodate so many people.

There are quite a few people in there who owe a lot of money to the master of Qianqiu Peak of Lingxiao Sect before they even enter Lingxiao Sect.

Now Yi Qianqiu will use both kindness and force to wait for this group of newcomers to join the sect. If any good talents are discovered by then, Qianqiu Peak will definitely be able to capture them on the spot.

An Yiru observed the situation on the field carefully.

She had to keep an eye out for any good seedlings on her master's behalf, so that the other spiritual peaks wouldn't snatch them away.

The person in charge of checking the spiritual roots of the newcomers was a disciple of Fu Feng. It seemed that Lingxiao Sect was very experienced in this matter. They actually chose Fu Feng, who had no spiritual root requirements, to check the qualifications, so as to avoid competing for talents on the Dengyuntai and leaving a bad impression on the newcomers.

An Yiru felt that there was a tough battle ahead.

I don’t know if the master can defeat her. If he can’t, she can’t help him. That’s the best sword in the world.

It must be very stressful for the master to stay in the same sect with such a powerful person.

But if it is not merged into Lingxiao Sect, Qianqiu Pavilion may gradually be forgotten by the East China Sea like Danyun Palace. Master is doing this for the future of Qianqiu Pavilion.

An Yiru cheered up.

Her master had the courage to challenge the best swordsman in the world, so she should be braver too, at least have the courage to distribute 80,000 plates of ice porridge.

"When are you coming over? Hurry up!"

"Come over here right now, it's almost there! It's only three feet away!"

An Yiru was pushed nine feet away in a whoosh, then ten feet away in a whoosh, and then pushed back to her original position in a whoosh.

Her fellow practitioner sent her six points on the jade token, but An Yiru could no longer see any of her good fellow practitioners.

...Why is the Lingxiao Sect's Cloud Ascension Stairs just like a normal staircase?! This Cloud Ascension Stairs can't stop anyone at all!

After a while, the master came out to maintain order. An Yiru felt much better, and the ice porridge was finally distributed in an orderly manner.

Under such scorching sun, having a bowl of ice porridge to cool down is a blessing in life.

It just has to be sent out sooner.

It's quite cool on the mountain, so they won't feel hot if they leave late.

While distributing ice porridge, An Yiru and her good colleagues quietly observed the qualifications of these newcomers.

Lingxiao Sect sent thousands of Fufeng disciples to test their qualifications, but there were still not enough people, so they finally handed it over to the ancestor.

The ancestor directly transformed into an equal number of clones as the newcomers, and completed the qualification test of all the newcomers in a few breaths. Fortunately, An Yiru opened the photo stone in time.

An Yiru is looking forward to meeting a fellow practitioner with a mutated single spiritual root to carry forward the alchemy of Qianqiu Peak.