After leaving the Beidou Palace complex, Wu Er wandered around the sect again, and changed into a disciple's robe.
Although the clothes were changed, no magic was used to alter the appearance, nor was it necessary.
He had been in seclusion for two hundred years, and ordinary disciples would never recognize him.
Apart from a few junior brothers and sisters, no one in the other sects' middle and high-ranking positions had ever seen Wu Er's true face.
After touring several mountains, Wu Er observed the living conditions of the sect's disciples.
At the same time, he started fiddling with the...net jade that Xiao Mingmu had prepared for him.
What is this net jade?
It is a spirit crystal smart machine driven by the spiritual power of the array.
Yes, it really is a smartphone...
The latest product of the sect's weapon refiners' research over the past two hundred years.
It's probably these junior brothers who made up what Wu Er casually mentioned.
Most importantly, this net jade can actually access the internet!
This piqued Wu Er's interest, and he wanted to know how this thing worked.
So they took the net jade apart...
"This thing is really exquisite."
Wu Er looked at the jade net that had been broken into several pieces in his hand and nodded.
I also roughly understand the principle behind this thing.
It involves using small arrays to emit different spiritual energy fluctuations, thereby achieving the effect of information transmission.
It's somewhat similar to a communication jade talisman, but not quite the same.
Not only can Net Jade transmit sound, but it also uses the sect's library as a processing center to search for and handle various problems.
After studying the various formations on it more closely, Wu Er said, "These are really good things, but it's a pity that the structure is too intricate and can't be used for fighting."
After understanding the principle, Wu Er looked at the pile of parts in his hand and couldn't help but frown.
He knew how to take this thing apart, but he didn't know how to put it back together...
Although he is an immortal and knows a little about all sorts of things, he is not a professional weapon refiner, so he really can't put this fine jade back.
Wu Er wanted to try this fun thing.
But I can't play with all the parts I have.
Should we ask Xiao Mingmu for another one?
After thinking about it, I decided against it. If I were to actually ask for another one, I'd probably be laughed at to death.
So Wu Er decided to continue patrolling the mountain.
Riding the clouds to travel from mountain to mountain, watching the sunset on the horizon, and drinking the spring water in the mountains, is quite a carefree and leisurely experience.
Wu Er sat on the edge of a secluded cliff where no one was around.
Watching the last rays of sunset fade away, I stretched and then lay back on the ground without a care for my image, my long hair cascading down.
Looking at the newly darkened sky, Wu Er muttered to himself, "How incredibly boring."
With near-invincible strength and a powerful and prosperous sect, he left all political affairs to his junior brothers, leaving him to enjoy a life of leisure and pleasure.
Life as an immortal is so incredibly boring.
Just as Wu Er was lamenting the dullness of immortal life, footsteps came from not far away on the cliff.
Someone must have gone up the cliff.
At this moment, Wu Er was lying on the ground, completely disregarding his appearance, not wanting anyone to see him, and being too lazy to move.
So he used a small spell to conceal his figure.
Before long, a person was seen climbing up the cliff.
This person was dressed in very common outer disciple attire, a wide-sleeved long robe, dressed very conservatively.
Unlike the other disciples, he didn't dress in flashy clothes.
Wu Er, who had concealed himself at the edge of the cliff, rolled over and sat up cross-legged.
Perhaps out of boredom, he observed this outer disciple.
This outer disciple is quite good-looking, with big eyes and arched eyebrows; he is both handsome and dashing.
However, it's just that... Zhang looks a bit too androgynous.
This face is extremely androgynous, and the clothes are very tight, covering the neck and making it impossible to see the Adam's apple. Moreover, because the clothes are loose, the size of the chest is also not visible.
Their appearance makes it truly difficult to tell their gender.
Even Wu Er, who had been staring at the man for a long time, couldn't tell who he was.
Encountering such a disciple who couldn't distinguish between himself piqued Wu Er's interest even more.
After arriving at the cliff, the disciple looked left and right to make sure no one was around, then patted his chest.
Then he faced the edge of the cliff with a devout expression.
Then, he closed his eyes, put his hands together, and said, "May the immortals bless me so that I may be favored by a certain steward after the next assessment and successfully enter the inner sect."
The voice is crisp and pleasant, yet still neutral, making it difficult to tell if it's male or female.
Sitting down, Wu Er raised an eyebrow, his expression somewhat surprised.
Why the surprise?
Because this disciple said the phrase "May the immortals protect you."
Why would you be surprised to hear this?
Because this was said in the direction that Wu Er was sitting!
Such precise worship of the immortals—has he been discovered?
Wu Er glanced at the androgynous disciple again, shook his head, and dismissed the idea.
This person is only at the Foundation Establishment stage, how could he possibly discover Wu Er?
It can only be described as a coincidence.
But this coincidence piqued the interest of the bored Wu Er.
Then he revealed himself and said, "Hey, what are you worshipping?"
Hearing someone speak, the disciple was startled. He looked down and saw Wu Er suddenly appear.
The disciple took two steps back, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Wu Er incredulously.
He asked, "Who are you, and why are you here?"
Wu Er, who was sitting cross-legged, couldn't help but find his disciple's flustered appearance somewhat amusing.
Wu Er stood up and said with a smile, "When you ask me who I am, you should first state your name."
The disciple composed himself, carefully examined Wu Er, and then cautiously said, "My name is Han Qingxiu."
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