64 Don't all of them want it so badly~

Fairyland, Wuji Sect.

The pilgrimage road, which used to be very lively, was particularly deserted today.

Only a young man holding a broom was left.

Ji Chen started his ordinary life of sweeping the floor again.

But this time, no one pointed fingers at him anymore.

Because most of the disciples who had pointed fingers at him died in the secret realm.

Only low-level disciples would cross the pilgrimage road to attend classes in the Huanchen Hall. The high-level disciples had gone down the mountain to gain experience, so they could not even see him, let alone make fun of him. While

sweeping the floor, Ji Chen suddenly felt someone approaching from behind. Turning back, he saw that it was Fu Changgeng.

He held a pot of wine in his hand, and respectfully presented it to Ji Chen, bowing his head

and saying, "Please accept it!" Ji Chen took it with a confused look on his face, looked at the body of the pot, and before he spoke, he heard Fu Changgeng say, "Master asked me to give it to you."

Ji Chen was not surprised by this, but the word "senior" was a bit scary.

"Do you know my identity?" Ji Chen asked tentatively.

Fu Changgeng shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"Then you can call me senior."

"I'm just guessing. You must be a powerful person my master knows, hiding in the Wuji Sect under a false name. Otherwise, how could my master and the Demon Lord care so much about you?"

"And you are indeed very powerful. I didn't recognize the great man before and underestimated you. I hope you will be magnanimous and don't mind it

." Ji Chen opened the wine bottle, took a sip, and then said angrily, "It's okay, I don't care."

Fortunately, it was just a guess.

Ji Chen simply admitted it. Anyway, he didn't guess it.

"Thank you so much, senior!" Fu Changgeng smiled happily after hearing this, "In the future, I am willing to be your younger brother to repay you for saving me from the secret realm and for not caring about my previous gaffes."

Before Fu Changgeng finished speaking, he snatched the broom from Ji Chen's hand and started to help him clean up.

Ji Chen just stood there, drinking gulps of wine, watching Fu Changgeng finish all his work.

After cleaning, Fu Changgeng returned to Ji Chen with the broom, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

Ji Chen had just finished the last sip of wine. Even if he was a thick-skinned man, he could see that Fu Changgeng had something to say.

"Say it...don't hold it in." In the end, Ji Chen spoke first.

Fu Changgeng then scratched his head in embarrassment, then scratched his face, "It's just... there is something... I want to trouble you, senior..."

"Go ahead." Ji Chen didn't like to dither.

Fu Changgeng pinched the corner of his clothes and hesitated for a while before telling the truth: "Didn't the last secret realm kill a lot of disciples from various sects, causing the six major immortal sects to suffer heavy damage and morale." "

The six sects decided to hold a competition among the six sects' disciples to restore morale..."

Hearing this, Ji Chen couldn't help but interrupt: "No...all the disciples are dead, and the six sects don't want to fight back, so why are they still holding a competition? Are there any disciples participating?"

"We have to fight back, but now is not the time."

Fu Changgeng continued to explain: "These are the original words of the master. He said that if we fight back, we have to boost morale. What's more, many senior disciples are traveling outside and don't want to come back. It's a good opportunity to use this competition to call them back."

"Will senior disciples be willing to participate in a competition that has no benefits?" Ji Chen asked.

Generally, senior disciples in the immortal sects have reached the cultivation level where they can become masters. They only need a few years of experience outside to be promoted to the elders of the sect, or to seek employment in the Imperial City Department.

"It's not that there is no benefit. Master said that the rewards for this six-sect competition are very generous. As long as you sign up, you can get 100 taels."

"100 taels!!!"

Ji Chen was crazy, thinking that he had worked so hard to sweep the land for so long, but only earned one tael.

Moreover, although there were many spirit stones in the storage ring given by Xue Wuxi, there were only 50 taels of money.

Maybe Xue Wuxi didn't need money, so he didn't keep so much money on him. After all, he didn't need to eat, let alone get married and have children.

And the biggest place where the sect disciples spent money was probably to send money back home to supplement the family expenses.

Although they have spiritual roots to cultivate immortals, it doesn't mean that the whole family has spiritual roots.

But Ji Chen still felt that fifty taels was too little, and he was too embarrassed to ask Xue Wuxi for more, so he counted on him to give him more salary.

Now, he could earn a hundred taels just by signing up!

Ji Chen immediately said, "Where can I sign up? Take me there!"

He even forgot that Fu Changgeng asked him to do something.

"Don't worry, senior. I just want to ask you this."

Fu Changgeng continued, "Since the registration rewards are so generous, the rewards for the top three in the end are naturally more coveted."

"What are the rewards for the top three?"

"The third place is a high-level magic weapon tempered by my master himself, plus fifty spirit stones."

"The second place is a high-level formation that the Wuji Sect has never passed on to others, plus one hundred spirit stones."

Hearing this, Ji Chen couldn't help but interrupt again: "Isn't this competition held by the six sects? Why is Xiaoxue... cough... the leader the only one to give out the rewards?"

"I wonder too, but Master said that the Wuji Sect is the host this time."

"Oh, then you continue."

Ji Chen was looking forward to what the first prize would be.

"As for the champion, of course the reward is the most enviable and rare, that is - the sword manual of the Sword Ancestor!"

Ji Chen was petrified on the spot.

He even couldn't believe his ears, "What...?"

Fu Changgeng thought he really didn't hear clearly, and repeated it again: "The sword manual compiled by the old man Sword Ancestor himself. After all, my master is the disciple of the Sword Ancestor. Only he has this thing, and it is unique in the world."

"Besides, most of the disciples of the Immortal Sect are sword practitioners. When they heard the news, they were all excited. They all wanted it desperately~"

"I also want to ask you for this matter..."

"The main thing is... I'm still a low-level disciple. Although I'm considered to be of good level among the low-level disciples, I'm still far behind those high-level disciples."

"But my master is too busy to take care of me because he has to worry about the organizer. I can only ask you to give me some pointers and teach me some sword techniques that are more shortcuts to help me win the championship and get the Sword Ancestor's Sword Manual!"

Ji Chen's mind was a little confused at the moment, and it was a mess.

Because, this sword manual was made up by him at first!

He vaguely remembered that he was drinking happily at that time, and Xue Wuxi suddenly came to him and asked for the sword manual, saying that without the sword manual, he had to look for him every time he practiced a move, which was too troublesome.

But he didn't have any sword manual, so in order to deal with Xue Wuxi, and because he was in high spirits, he promised to make a sword manual for him.

Then he regretted it.

All his sword skills were spontaneous, and he couldn't make up any sword manual at all, but since he had promised, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and make one.

Later, Xue Wuxi really practiced according to the instructions.

But he almost went crazy.

And he didn't know why he went crazy.

Ji Chen was afraid that he would know the truth, so he didn't tell him that it was a problem with the sword manual, but just said that he couldn't practice sword skills alone at the moment, so he should look at him every time he practiced a move, and don't look at the sword manual anymore.

Xue Wuxi obeyed obediently.

Initially, Ji Chen thought that the black dragon would just pass by, and soon put the sword manual out of his mind.

Unexpectedly, five hundred years later, Xue Wuxi actually found it again!

And it became the reward for the champion? !