Chapter 28 Chapter 28 (Catching Bugs) The Hehuan Sect doesn’t seem to have…
Why should I learn embroidery?
He is really not good at needlework.
Jiang Yan had a bitter face as he was forced to sit on a red rosewood stool by the unsuspecting Master He Huan.
He Huan Zhenren: "They are still halfway, Yan'er, please sit here for a while."
"Yes, Master."
Master Hehuan returned to his seat, with an expression of joy that was hard to conceal on his face.
Jiang Yan looked around and found that the seating arrangement of the Hehuan Sect was very random.
This is not a proper meeting hall, but an empty and flat circular platform, surrounded by flowers and plants, as well as a few weeping willows.
There is a grand and magnificent palace in the distance, which I guess is the main hall for meeting guests and discussing matters.
Everyone sat around a willow tree, each bringing their own table, chairs and benches. No matter their social status, they could sit wherever they wanted, depending on their own wishes.
For example, Jiang Yan saw the eldest senior sister playing mahjong with the head of the sect and several senior brothers.
The eldest sister has sharp eyes and is heroic when playing cards.
She shouted, "Open!"
Then he threw the cards in his hand neatly onto the table, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Thank you, I won again."
The headmaster and the other two brothers sighed sadly: "Yushan, are you cheating? Why are you so lucky today?"
"Master, and all the other brothers, if you lose, you lose. Do you want to deny it?...Turn your head and take a look. My little brother is looking over here!"
Yan Yushan said threateningly, "On his first day here, are you going to let Yan'er see the dishonest side of our elders?"
The headmaster and two senior brothers subconsciously turned their heads and met the eyes of the younger junior brother who was sitting upright not far away.
The young man sat upright on a small stool, with his sword placed across his knees. He was staring at them without blinking, with an unidentifiable emotion in his eyes.
Several people: "..."
The head turned around and asked Yan Yushan: "Is it a good thing to let Yan'er see us killing each other?"
Yan Yushan remained calm: "He is too naive and cute. It's time for him to experience the cruelty of reality."
Everyone: “…”
Jiang Yan, who had listened to the whole thing, said: "..."
"Hurry up and give me the money!" Yan Yushan stretched out her hand: "I'm still waiting for the money to treat my junior brother to roast duck."
The three of them had no choice but to pay the money.
Yan Yushan slowly took the silver from the table, smiling happily.
Jiang Yan wanted to say something but stopped.
He clearly saw a card hidden in the sleeve of his senior sister...
Forget it, let’s not expose it.
Jiang Yan didn't want to look at this side anymore, so he turned his head to look for his master.
The master was chatting happily with a handsome man.
The two of them cracked melon seeds all over the floor.
The young man was complaining to He Huan Zhenren: "That scumbag cheated me last time. He said he would come to see me after he passed the exam, but he never came back! I was so sad that I was deceived by his sweet words and made love with him all night long!"
He Huan Zhenren: "Is he doing well?"
Young man: “Very good.”
He Huan Zhenren spat out the melon seed shells and advised earnestly: "Then just treat him as a fleeting love and forget about it."
The young man said bitterly: "No, I can't forget it!"
He Huan Zhenren snorted disdainfully and said nonchalantly: "My life is also my life. You can tell Liu Shu about such irritating things in the future, and don't come looking for me."
The young man said with murderous intent in his eyes, "He took one hundred taels of silver from me as travel expenses."
He Huan Zhenren changed his casual attitude and said angrily: "No, absolutely not! What does he look like? Find someone to draw him, issue a wanted order, and we must get this money back!"
The handsome young man said indignantly: "That's right, how could he cheat me of my money?!"
He Huan Zhenren ordered: "Circulate the portrait of that man to everyone in the sect, and tell everyone to catch him when they see him outside and force him to pay back the money."
Young man: “Okay!”
Jiang Yan: “…………”
I really don't know where to start complaining.
Jiang Yan didn't dare to listen anymore. He felt like there were thorns on the bench, making him feel uneasy.
By the way, where is your senior brother?
Jiang Yan looked around hurriedly, trying to find Fan Yang.
Senior Brother Fan is his last resort here.
Jiang Yan quickly found his senior brother in a secluded corner.
He quickly stood up, walked over, and heard his senior brother talking to a female disciple.
Jiang Yan was afraid of hearing something he shouldn't hear, so he stopped in advance and coughed forcefully a few times to indicate that he was coming.
Fan Yang heard it and turned around: "It's you. Junior brother, aren't you tired from climbing the mountain? Why don't you sit down and rest?"
Jiang Yan: "I'm not tired."
I was too tired to sit there.
Fan Yang waved for Jiang Yan to come over. After Jiang Yan and the female disciple exchanged greetings, he huddled behind his senior brother obediently.
"Since Junior Brother Jiang is here, I will go back first."
The female disciple said respectfully: "Thank you, Senior Brother Fan, for teaching me the Green Tea Sutra. I am sure that with your guidance, I will be able to pass the tea art class smoothly."
Fan Yang nodded slightly.
The female disciple got the Tea Sutra and left happily.
Jiang Yan felt inexplicably relieved.
Looking at the whole audience, it seemed that only Senior Brother Fan was a serious person, talking about serious topics and doing serious things.
The tea art is good.
Among the six arts of a gentleman, tea ceremony can be considered a kind of "etiquette".
After the disciples walked away, Fan Yang asked, "You look worried, what's wrong?"
Jiang Yan hesitated for a long time before slowly saying, "Master wants to teach me how to embroider a handkerchief."
Fan Yang: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Yan: "Do I have to learn it? But I'm really not good at it."
Fan Yang consoled him, "It's not necessary. In addition to the Hehuan technique, which is a must, there are many elective courses in the sect, and disciples are not required to master all arts. Embroidery is just one of them. If you are not good at it, just change to another one."
Jiang Yan's eyes sparkled.
"Are there any fencing lessons?" he asked.
"Of course I do. Not only swordsmanship, like my senior sister uses a whip, I use a feather fan... I have all of these."
Fan Yang laughed. Junior Brother really likes swords. That's right, he is a sword cultivator, it would be strange if he doesn't like swords.
Jiang Yan was surprised: "The sect actually has such a wide range of interests?"
Fan Yang explained: "This is for the safety of the sect's disciples. After all, the skills we practice have no offensive power, and because of the skills, we are easily coveted by outsiders. How can we travel the world without some skills?"
"Therefore, whatever the sect can teach, it will teach itself. If a disciple practices other weapons and there is no master in the sect who can teach, the head of the sect will spend money to hire someone to teach."
"However, it is impossible for the instructor to teach the inherited skills, so things like sword techniques have to be collected by oneself."
Jiang Yan nodded: "That's not a big problem."
He already had some sword techniques, so if he was asked to learn other sword techniques, it would be even more difficult for him.
"In addition to swordsmanship, we are also required to learn several elective courses to help disciples better navigate the world," said Fan Yang.
"Is it like the tea art class that senior sister asked you to learn?" Jiang Yan asked.
"Yes, I just chose this one." Fan Yang nodded, and then reminded: "You can choose anything, but you must not choose this one."
"Why?" Jiang Yan was confused.
“We also talk about things that are tea but are not traditional tea.”
Fan Yang was very worried: "If you take the tea art class, you will definitely be kicked out of the classroom by the instructor."
Jiang Yan: “…”
I'm almost dizzy.
What was the senior brother saying? Why couldn’t he understand?
But no matter what, you won't be kicked out.
Jiang Yan couldn't help but wonder, is his tea-making skill really that bad?
Brother, you have never seen him make tea, so how can you be so arbitrary?
"Will I harm you again?" Fan Yang warned earnestly: "Remember, don't come! Senior Brother doesn't want you to fail the exam."
"All right."
Jiang Yan paused, and couldn't help but said, "Brother, if you are free, please come to my residence for tea."
He knows how to make tea!
It’s just that my skills are not as good as my senior brother’s!
After hearing this, Fan Yang's expression was indescribable.
"...I will go."
Fan Yang quickly changed the subject: "As for other courses, I think some people will be here soon. Once everyone is here, I will introduce them all."
Jiang Yan nodded, looking forward to it.
Unexpectedly, he was about to graduate from the Magic Continent, and he had to go to school again after traveling through time.
But it doesn't matter.
He loves going to school.
A quarrel suddenly broke out on the other side.
Jiang Yan leaned over to take a look, and it seemed that the headmaster had finally discovered Yan Yushan's cheating and overturned the table in anger.
The three surrounded the senior sister alone, severely condemned her and demanded compensation.
The senior sister was holding her purse tightly and running around the place screaming.
The head of the sect prided himself on his status and did not chase after them, but the two brothers had already rolled up their sleeves, used their Qinggong skills on the spot, and chased after them relentlessly, causing a huge mess.
Jiang Yan: “…”
Good, very lively.
He took a small step back in fear.
Fan Yang noticed it and felt inexplicably embarrassed.
He explained awkwardly, "It's not like this normally. Every year when we recruit disciples, that's when the sect gathers the most people, so it's inevitable that there will be some minor fights."
Jiang Yan looked at the group of demons dancing wildly over there, wondering: "Just a small fight?"
Fan Yang: "...Junior brother, just pretend you didn't see it."
Don’t speak out what you see!
Jiang Yan and Fan Yang huddled in a corner to seek quiet time. They were standing near the edge of the cliff.
Not long after, Jiang Yan's ears moved slightly.
"Someone is coming up." Jiang Yan said.
Fan Yang looked at him in surprise and leaned towards the entrance, but there was no one there.
"Why didn't I hear it?"
"Really." Jiang Yan insisted.
Fan Yang took a few steps towards the cliff, concentrated his attention and held his breath, listening very attentively, and sure enough, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching.
"!!!"
Fan Yang turned around and ran towards the willow tree, shouting, "Another person has finished climbing the ladder!"
Some are fighting, some are scolding the scumbag, some are watching the show...
There was a moment of silence, and then there was a panic.
The cards and tables were cleared away, and the fruit shells were cleared away. Everyone's clothes should be neatly arranged, and it would be best if they were elegant and graceful, like a hermit.
Jiang Yan was stunned.
"What are you doing?" he asked his senior brother in confusion.
Fan Yang: "They want to pretend in front of new people and don't want to reveal their true nature so quickly."
Jiang Yan: "? But I——"
Fan Yang: "You came too fast, and we didn't have time to clean up. Since we've been seen, let it go. Besides..."
He patted Jiang Yan's shoulder and smiled: "As early as on the Immortal Boat, after the master told you the rules of the sect, you are one of us."
Jiang Yan was in mixed mood.
Should he be moved or helpless?
In fact, sometimes it is good for everyone to keep a distance. At least the image of the master will not be disillusioned so quickly.
The second person to come up was Pang Yunhu.
When he climbed over the steep slope of nearly 90 degrees and reached the top of the mountain, he saw a group of well-dressed immortal kings and fairies.
The top of the mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist. The leader stood at the head of the crowd with his hands behind his back, his robe fluttering in the wind.
There was no sign of the previous frustrated look of asking for money and collecting debts, nor could you see that his palms were still holding a few silver ingots that he had snatched back.
Jiang Yan: "...The leader seems to have become a different person."
Fan Yang said frankly: "We just met, so we have to pretend for a few days."
Jiang Yan was helpless.
No, he felt that the aloof image that the leader wanted to pretend to have disappeared when they reached the foot of the mountain.
"My dear seniors, I am grateful that I have fulfilled your mission!" Pang Yunhu walked forward and saluted with his fists clasped.
He looked pale, obviously exhausted from climbing the ladder.
The head of the sect nodded coldly and said, "Yes, you are the second one."
"Second..." Pang Yunhu asked, "May I ask, which fellow disciple is first?"
The headmaster tilted his head.
Jiang Yan understood and took a step forward at the right time.
"It's me."
Pang Yunhu smiled and said, "It is indeed Senior Brother Jiang! I followed you and saw you walking faster and faster. I lost sight of you before I knew it. At that time, I guessed that you would win first."
Whether in terms of age or the order of apprenticeship, Jiang Yan is considered the eldest brother of this group of people.
Jiang Yan readily accepted the title of "Senior Brother".
After Pang Yunhu, people gradually climbed the ladder successfully. Everyone waited patiently for a long time, during which some people chatted quietly, but out of consideration for their image, there was no more activities like drawing cards.
When most people had arrived, the head sect leader looked at the sky, closed his eyes slightly, and used his spiritual sense to investigate the situation in the formation.
After a while, he opened his eyes, shook his head and said, "No need to wait. The remaining people have either given up or their faith is not strong enough to walk out of the ladder."
The head of the sect ordered, "Ziji, go and let them go down the mountain on their own."
He Ziji was the master's disciple. Hearing this, he responded and turned to leave.
The rest of those who passed the assessment were all potential disciples of the Hehuan Sect.
But he hasn’t chosen a master yet—except Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan followed behind his master and walked into the main hall with everyone else, where a portrait of the founder was hung.
Jiang Yan looked up.
The founder is not the kind old man with a long white beard as imagined, but a handsome man with long flowing hair.
“…”
Yes, this is very Hehuan Sect.
Jiang Yan calmly withdrew his gaze and recalled the gift his master had given him - the Rejuvenating Pill.
He found that he had gradually become familiar with the Hehuan Sect, especially the sect's painting style which was completely different from that of other places.
That's good, it shows that he is adaptable.
No matter what happens in the future, I believe no one will make a fuss about it.
Under the portrait of the founder, the ceremony of accepting disciples began.
The Hehuan Sect does not like lengthy and complicated ritual procedures, so everything is kept as simple as possible.
Since Jiang Yan had already chosen a master, he was the first person to become his apprentice.
First ring the bell ten times and then beat the drum three times.
Zhenren Hehuan took his seat again and offered incense to the founder on behalf of the sect.
Under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Yan knelt down on the cushion and offered tea to Master Hehuan. After three kowtows, the ceremony was completed.
The disciples who have not yet become disciples lined up in the hall, waiting to be selected by their master.
Jiang Yan naturally didn't need to participate in this step. He stood firmly behind Master Hehuan, wanting to be a silent background board.
But he was too conspicuous.
We are all newcomers, and on the one hand we have to wait anxiously to be chosen, but on the other hand we have already become disciples of a master and are very much liked by the master.
When people talk to each other, they are most afraid of the word "comparison".
For a while, there were always new disciples looking at Jiang Yan with envy and jealousy.
I don't hate it, after all...
Jiang Yan is really beautiful and extremely intelligent.
It’s hard to say about other places, but this is the Hehuan Sect.
Just based on that face, even if Jiang Yan was a clueless idiot, it was normal for him to be treated like this in the Hehuan Sect.
Moreover, he is not stupid at all. I heard that he can even create his own magic array. I am sure he will be a top student who can get A's in every course in the future.
The disciples withdrew their envious looks and waited patiently to become disciples.
After all the disciples had worshipped their master and had a place to go, the head of the sect began to explain the rules of the Hehuan Sect.
Jiang Yan had heard it once on the flying boat, and the content was basically the same.
He waited for a moment, and the headmaster finally talked about the matter of choosing courses.
"In our Hehuan Sect, a hundred flowers bloom and a variety of courses are available. The Hehuan technique is a required course, but the second half of the technique requires learning the art of sex, and this course is not easy to teach in a group... Therefore, you can learn from your own masters and there is no need to practice together."
"Just remember one thing, when you graduate, you must fulfill your ancestors' teachings and find a partner."
You have to practice dual cultivation at least once.
Everyone responded in agreement.
Jiang Yan looked at the futon and thought about buying a few to keep in his ring. After all, he was a swordsman who would live with the sword for the rest of his life, and he really couldn't find a living partner.
Prepare a cushion in advance so that you will be more comfortable when you kneel before the tablet of the ancestors. Buy a few more so that you can replace them if they break.
The leader of the sect had no idea that there was a traitor among his disciples who "had no ambition".
He continued, "As for the elective courses, in addition to swordsmanship, whip techniques, knife techniques and other courses, there are also courses such as tea art, music art, weapon refining, and alchemy. You are only required to take one course as a minor, and the rest are up to you."
Jiang Yan was almost shocked.
The small Hehuan Sect actually has hidden talents! I can learn so many things!
As expected, the Hehuan Sect is known for its diligence.
Jiang Yan's eyes almost clearly expressed three words:
So awesome!
The headmaster said loudly: "...But we don't have to learn everything! Do you know why?"
Jiang Yan secretly guessed, because being proficient in a hundred arts is not as good as being good at one art?
The headmaster smiled and gave the answer: "Because learning too much will make you tired! Why sit when you can lie down?"
Jiang Yan: “……?”
Um? ?
There was a chorus of agreement from the audience, and Jiang Yan felt a little uneasy.
What's going on.
The Hehuan Sect didn't seem to be as diligent as he had imagined.
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