Xie Beiming looked at her and smiled: "Well, I also think my little courtyard is pretty good. Miss Shen, come in and have dinner. If you delay any longer, you will miss the morning class."
After hearing his reminder, Shen Qiqi realized that the sun had indeed risen a lot higher, and hurriedly followed him into the house for breakfast.
The breakfast Xie Beiming treated her to was not sumptuous, but it was delicious, especially the dish of pickled radish, which was just the right amount of salty and sweet, sour and spicy, and appetizing. It was like dancing on Shen Qiqi's taste buds.
Because the dish of pickled radish was delicious, or perhaps because the huge stone of guilt weighing on her heart was lightened a little, in short, Shen Qiqi had an especially good appetite today and drank an extra bowl of rice porridge and a bun.
When she walked out of Xie Beiming's small courtyard, her belly was bulging, so she had to suck in her stomach desperately to avoid exposing the embarrassment of being a foodie.
Xie Beiming had been walking with her half a step apart. He caught a glimpse of her holding her breath and sucking in her stomach. He curled his lips in amusement and considerately took a slightly bigger step.
Shen Qiqi suddenly felt as if she had been pardoned. She puffed out her belly and looked at the figure walking in front of her with emotion.
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The elders of each peak of the Wuji Sect all have their own palaces, and Yuyuan Immortal Venerable of Qingyin Peak naturally has his own palace as well.
But just as Xie Beiming had a dream of a cave in his heart, Yuyuan Immortal also had a pastoral dream in his heart: he did not want to live in a majestic palace, but preferred to live in two or three thatched huts.
It's a pity to leave such a beautiful palace idle.
In addition, the Wuji Sect rarely recruits disciples on a large scale, so the Discipline Hall is not large.
This time, nearly three hundred disciples were recruited at once, and the originally small Discipline Hall was no longer enough, so a floor of the palace of Jade Abyss Immortal was temporarily requisitioned to be used as the Discipline Hall.
When Shen Qiqi and Xie Beiming arrived, almost all the other disciples had arrived.
The thirteen peaks of the Wuji Sect are recruiting disciples this time. The elders of each peak have accepted more or less new disciples, so the seats are also divided according to the peaks.
Shen Qiqi is the only disciple of Baozhuan Peak. The other disciples sit in groups, but she is alone guarding the Baozhuan Peak area. Although she is sitting in a corner, she is in the first row and is very eye-catching.
As soon as she sat down, the originally bustling lobby suddenly became quiet, and all eyes were fixed on her.
Then there was a low whisper.
"She is the disciple with the fire spirit root?"
"Yes, you were the second group to enter the meeting hall, so you didn't see what happened. The elders almost came to blows in their fight to accept her as a disciple!"
"Yes, yes, yes, Immortal Master Taiqing has even brought out his treasures!"
"Fire spiritual roots are rare, so it's normal for the elders to rush to accept her as a disciple. Who wouldn't want to accept a disciple with extraordinary talent?"
"But she has such excellent talent, why is she so desperate to worship at Baozhuan Peak? Only those wandering cultivators without talent and resources would practice talismans and Taoist magic. She is simply wasting a natural talent."
...Later on, the discussion changed from the admiration and envy of "the elders vying to accept the disciple with fire spiritual roots as their apprentice" to "why would a good disciple with fire spiritual roots choose to degenerate into a talisman cultivator?"
At first, Shen Qiqi just listened casually and didn't take it seriously.
But when she heard the latter part, she couldn't help but frown.
There are thousands of great ways in the world. Apart from those evil ways, the way of practicing talismans is probably the most despised and rejected by everyone in the world of cultivation.
This is because not only does this path require dealing with all kinds of ghosts and monsters, but it is also extremely draining on the mind. If you are not careful, you will lose your mind and become the same as those ghosts and monsters.
No one wants to have a monster in the family.
Therefore, in order to prevent such situations from happening, any family with a little bit of strength strictly prohibits their children from practicing this Taoist magic.
Even those wandering cultivators in the mountains who have no family or sect to rely on would not choose to practice talismans and Taoist magic unless they have no other choice.
So over time, Fu Xiu became synonymous with depravity.
There is a widely known code word in the world of cultivation: if you want to call someone a loser for being untalented, just say that he is only fit to be a talisman cultivator.
This is more hurtful than pointing at someone's nose and calling them a pig.
In her previous life, before she formally came into contact with the magic of Fu Dao, Shen Qiqi couldn't be said to be opposed to Fu Xiuyi, but she didn't have any feelings towards it either.
However, when she got more involved in it, she realized that when it came to eliminating demons and defending the Way, the power of talismans should not be underestimated.
Most people in the world practice cultivation in order to eliminate demons and defend the way. After all, the path to immortality is difficult and full of dangers. In the end, only a very small number of people can truly become powerful and achieve the path to immortality.
It is understandable that people stay away from talismans, magic and sorcery because they are afraid of going astray.
But there's no need to belittle it, right?
It sounds like someone complaining about sour grapes because they can't eat them.
Shen Qiqi frowned and was about to argue back when she heard a soft voice say, "Qiqi, don't be sad, they were just talking casually."
When he looked up, it was Shen Ning'er.
Shen Qiqi raised her eyebrows in surprise.
Isn't this woman being punished?
How come you finished copying it so quickly?
As if she understood the doubts in her heart, Shen Ning'er pursed her lips and smiled, explaining: “Yesterday, there was a fire in a disciple’s room. When I went to help put out the fire, I accidentally broke my arm.”
After saying that, his eyes dropped to the arm hanging in front of his chest.
Shen Qiqi also lowered her eyes to look, and sure enough, she saw that her right arm was held in a cloth bag and hung in front of her chest.
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