Chapter 7 Getting Started

"No." Jiang Zhi stepped directly and sat on the doorstep.

Bai Ruanruan pursed her lips and had to continue waiting.

It was clear that Ruanruan had done all kinds of dirty work in the past, but now she would rather stand than sit on the shabby threshold.

On the contrary, Jiang Zhi, the eldest daughter who had been spoiled since childhood, sat directly on the doorstep without paying attention to details.

Bai Ruanruan's legs felt numb from standing so long.

"Sorry, I'm late." A gentle and soft voice came from behind.

Jiang Zhi turned his head back to look, and what he saw was a woman wearing a white dress, a white jade pendant around her waist, and a black jade bracelet on her fair and bony wrist.

It seems that every disciple in the sect has this black jade bracelet.

The young man had a handsome face, his black hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, his light lips showed a gentle smile, and his pair of deep blue eyes were particularly warm and beautiful.

Mingrun also noticed Jiangzhi's gaze. He followed her gaze and saw Jiangzhi. His gentle eyes paused for a moment. He restrained his emotions and said quietly: "Hello, my name is Mingrun, and I'm your second senior brother."

"Brother Mingrun, nice to meet you." Bai Ruanruan smiled softly, "I am the ninth disciple accepted by Master, Bai Ruanruan."

Jiang Zhi dusted off his butt, stood up, and smiled: "Hello, Senior Brother Mingrun, I am Jiang Zhi."

'Second Brother's eyes are also blue, just like the cat just now.'

Her bright crow-feather-like eyelashes were half-closed, and she spoke softly, "Come in with me, and I'll take you to your residence."

He couldn't let Junior Sister Jiang Zhi find out that he was the white cat.

And it was not an illusion, he seemed to be able to hear the thoughts of Junior Sister Jiang Zhi.

The two girls followed closely behind the young man.

"Master and other fellow disciples don't usually stay in the sect. If you have any questions about cultivation, you can come and ask me." Mingrun spoke in a clear and gentle voice, his blue eyes like the sky washed by rain. "I live in a room not far from the kitchen."

Mingrun pointed to a house.

Both girls nodded.

"Second Brother, why are we called the Sword Dealer Sect?" Jiang Zhi raised his doubts.

Mingrun paused, and Wen Qian said, "Because our sect is a weapon refining sect, the swords we make are the most powerful, so we are called the Sword Selling Sect. After you build your foundation, you must also start refining weapons."

When Bai Ruanruan heard that she was going to refine a weapon, she said with some embarrassment: "But, I have a water spirit root, and your sect is a weapon refining sect, why do you want to accept me as a disciple?"

Everyone in the world of immortal cultivation knows that the spiritual roots suitable for refining weapons are fire spiritual roots and gold spiritual roots.

"It's okay. Even though Fourth Junior Brother doesn't have spiritual roots, he can still refine weapons." Mingrun explained gently.

Bai Ruanruan wanted to ask, what's the difference between this and an ordinary blacksmith? But she didn't say it out loud.

"Second Brother, do you have a blue-eyed cat?" Jiang Zhi looked at Mingrun expectantly, "I just saw a kitten on a tree in the backyard, but it ran away accidentally."

Mingrun's eyes fell on the back of Jiang Zhi's hand. He took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and handed it to Jiang Zhi: "This is medicine for wounds. Treat the scratches on the back of your hand."

Jiang Zhi paused, thought about it, and finally took the medicine and said thank you.

“No one in the sect keeps cats. It must be a wild cat that ran down from the mountain.” Mingrun looked away, his eyes flickering slightly.

Jiang Zhi heard this and began to reflect.

Yes, this is the world of cultivating immortals. If no one keeps a cat, then that cat is definitely not a wild cat. It could be a cat that has become a spirit.

"Oh my god, I can't pet any cat anymore. What if one turns into a human? That would be embarrassing."

'Oh my god, I kissed him so many times, luckily the cat didn't just turn into a human.'

"I don't know if the cat is male or female. I'll see next time. What if it's a spirit cat? Wouldn't that be a hooligan?"

Mingrun felt that it was quite impolite for him to listen to his junior sister's thoughts, but after being forced to listen to her, it seemed that her thoughts were even more impolite than his.

He pursed his lips, frowned, stopped, and spoke slowly: "Here are your rooms, one for each of you, all the same, already cleaned, just move in."

"Sorry to bother you, Second Brother." Jiang Zhi pushed open a door and walked in.

A bed, a table and a teapot.

Even ascetic practice is not this painful.

Bai Ruanruan forced a smile and said, "Thank you for troubling Second Senior Brother."

Maybe there is too big a gap between expectations and reality.

She had inquired about it before. The first sword sect, Xuanjian Sect, had a ladder for entering and the sect was like a palace built in the clouds. In short, it was extremely glorious and could not be compared with this small sect.

When she became his disciple before, she thought Wen Yuanhe's demeanor and posture were like that of someone from a big sect, so she became his disciple. But now, it is completely different from what she expected.

"It's not a problem. Just practice well. The spiritual energy here is very rich and very suitable for practice." Mingrun didn't notice Bairuan's reluctance and continued to explain gently.

"Thank you, Second Brother." Bai responded softly.

"You're welcome." Mingrun smiled softly with his lips curled up.

Mingrun left.

6◇9◇Book◇Bar

Bai Ruanruan walked into the room and closed the door.

Jiang Zhi also closed the door, took out the quilt cover, pillow and other things from the silver bracelet, and began to make the bed.

A stone bed against the wall was made in no time.

She looked through the black jade bracelet to see what was inside.

A secret book on cultivating immortals, and the rest are magical weapons, including a few high-level defensive magical weapons.

After all, the higher the level of the magic weapon, the different the spiritual energy it carries.

From low to high level, it is divided into red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple ink.

Purple and black instruments are high-level magical instruments.

Jiang Zhi could see the levels of light they emitted.

She thought everyone could see it, so she didn't care.

In fact, this is not the case. Only people with excellent perception of spiritual power can easily distinguish them.

Others will only be able to sense the fluctuations of the magic weapon and know the level of the magic weapon during the battle.

However, Jiang Zhi discovered that the magical weapons given by his master were somewhat strange in shape.

The instruments her mother gave her were similar to wearable items, such as outer garments, earrings, necklaces, and jade hairpins.

The instruments given by Master include chopsticks, bowls, pots, kitchen knives, sickles, hoes, and shovels.

If you don’t know, you might think that these are the five essential sets for a farmer’s home.

Mainly, she saw these pots and pans emitting purple light.

This is a high-level magical weapon.

Jiang Zhi was certain that the weapon refining level of this sect was definitely not bad.

The shape of the magic weapon is a bit unexpected, but it’s okay as long as it is useful.

Not only is it of high grade, it can also be used for eating. It’s simply the best of both worlds.

I don't know which smart person came up with this idea.

Jiang Zhi excitedly opened the introductory book on cultivating immortals.

(End of this chapter)