Chapter 13 Chapter 13 (Catching Bugs) As long as you have face, you will have a kingdom. …



Chapter 13 Chapter 13 (Catching Bugs) As long as you have face, you will have a kingdom. …

Jizhou City has been very lively recently.

In the final analysis, it was because the Hehuan Sect chose to recruit disciples here this year. Most people came to watch the fun, some came to try to meet or chat up, and only a small number of people came to sign up.

The Hehuan Sect is the only sect in the entire continent that practices "dual cultivation" as its unique skill, and its reputation is extremely polarized.

Those who belittle it say that the Hehuan Sect is a crooked and evil sect, not the right path.

Those who boast about it say that everything in the universe is the way of heaven, and that being able to study dual cultivation to the extreme is also a way to become an immortal.

Similar debates are played out several times every year at the apprenticeship ceremony.

In previous years, when recruiting disciples, as long as the matter did not come to the fore, the Hehuan Sect would mostly turn a blind eye and pretend not to hear anything.

The one sent to recruit disciples this year was the most famous Master Hehuan, who was also the one most impatient to deal with trivial matters.

The more people there are, the greater the chance of trouble. Taking the topic of "Is the Hehuan Sect's dual cultivation the right way?" as an example, there can be three arguments a day.

Master Hehuan was so annoyed that he simply closed the door and refused to see visitors.

Even so, there are still many people gathering outside the palace gate every day - all of them are here to watch the fun.

Jiang Yan and Qibao recuperated in an inn in Jizhou City for a day. They inquired about the location where the Hehuan Sect was recruiting disciples in advance and hurried there the next day.

No one dared to care about his clothes, so Jiang Yan habitually put on his robe.

As soon as I arrived, I saw several people gathered in front of the door of a magnificent hall. The heavy door was half open and there was a small table next to it.

There were two disciples, a man and a woman, sitting behind the table with paper and pen in front of them. I guess they were the people in charge of reception from the Hehuan Sect.

Jiang Yan wanted to step forward, but Qibao gently pulled the corner of his robe.

"My Lord, there are a lot of people gathered over there, do you want to go over and take a look?"

Jiang Yan looked in the direction Qibao pointed and heard people whispering, among which there were words like "recruiting disciples" and "hints".

He nodded, "Okay, let's go take a look."

This is probably the requirement of the Hehuan Sect for accepting disciples.

There were so many people over there, there was no order at all, it was very chaotic.

Qibao had no choice but to push forward and said loudly:

"Please make way - sorry to bother you all - Sir, please move your feet, thank you -"

Qibao is not tall, but extremely flexible.

Jiang Yan originally wanted to pull the people behind him and clear the way himself, but he didn't expect Qibao to pull his wrist and lead him to squeeze here and there, and unexpectedly he got to the front of the crowd in an incredibly smooth way!

The others moved aside to make room for them.

"Huh... Immortal Lord, how is it? The view here is the best!" Qibao breathed a sigh of relief and said proudly.

"You have plenty of experience." Jiang Yan praised.

Qibao said proudly, "That's not true. I've always been at the forefront of the excitement in the mansion, but I've never been caught by the steward!"

Jiang Yan gave him a thumbs up.

Qibao asked blankly, "My Lord, what does it mean to give a thumbs up?"

Jiang Yan: "It means to praise you for being awesome."

Qibao was immediately happier: "Look, Immortal Lord, that's a sign with words written on it!"

Jiang Yan took a closer look.

It turned out that what everyone was surrounding was a simple plaque with paper pasted on it.

People kept pushing forward from behind, and Qibao staggered, "Ouch! Who stepped on me!"

There was chaos all around, no one heard him and no one responded.

There were too many people and Jiang Yan felt uncomfortable. He didn't like crowded and noisy environments.

"Qibao, come here."

Jiang Yan held Qibao in front of him and quickly glanced at the plaque in front of him.

Just finish reading and leave quickly.

The sign reads:

【Kind tips:

1. Whether or not the Hehuan Sect practices dual cultivation has nothing to do with you. After all, we may not think highly of you.

2. Turn left to register for apprenticeship. Registration fee will not be refunded for interview and there will be a fine for incorrect writing.

3. If you continue to argue, I will block you. 】

The strokes are so unruly and messy that at first glance one might think it is cursive writing.

What a unique sect.

Jiang Yan exclaimed.

He thought there was nothing wrong with these words.

Especially the first one.

Cultivation is your own business, and choosing the right path is also your own business. Why should others interfere? There is no need to listen to other people's opinions. If you don't have your own opinions, you will sooner or later get lost on the long journey of cultivating immortals.

Jiang Yan finished reading and prepared to retreat with Qibao.

He was a little overwhelmed by the crowd.

It's hard to get in and hard to get out.

Qibao took the initiative to say: "My Lord, I will lead the way!"

He turned his head and bumped into a scarred man.

The scarred man angrily said, "What's wrong with you two? Are you squeezing me on purpose?!"

Qibao apologized hurriedly: "My dear warrior, I'm sorry, there were too many people and I didn't pay attention..."

Jiang Yan was about to help speak, but suddenly he frowned and closed his slightly parted lips again.

The scarred man insisted, "You two blocked my view! How can we settle this?"

Jiang Yan said, "You just stepped on Qibao and you haven't apologized yet."

The man paused, and suddenly raised his voice: "Who are you slandering? Forget it, I won't bother with you, get out of here, I haven't appreciated Master He Huan's calligraphy enough!"

A handsome scholar nearby couldn't bear to see this and couldn't help saying, "You've read these words eight hundred times, and yet you still insist on blocking them from people who come after you. I say, you might as well just take it home!"

The scarred man had been deliberately using his body to cover himself, and some people had been unhappy with his behavior for a long time, and immediately joined in when they heard what he said.

“That’s right!”

"Master He Huan's calligraphy, are you the only one who wants to see it?"

"Fork out the troublemakers!"

Everyone was punching and kicking me.

The scarred man was pushed out, his face full of anger, and he glared at Jiang Yan fiercely.

The scar on his face spanned almost half of his face, making him look extremely ferocious. His physique was also very strong and he looked like someone who was not easy to mess with.

"Get out of my way!" The man pushed the others aside and rushed to Jiang Yan.

Everyone complained.

As the one being provoked, Jiang Yan was very calm. Qibao's face turned pale, thinking that he had caused trouble for the Immortal Lord.

"Why are you back again? Are you planning to steal Master Hehuan's calligraphy?" Jiang Yan asked.

Everyone burst into laughter. Who would dare to take the calligraphy of Master Hehuan? This guy really knows how to bully others.

The scarred man's face turned pale, his eyes became extremely fierce in an instant, and his hand had quietly grasped the hilt of the knife at his waist.

He moved very carefully, and others were so busy laughing that they didn't notice.

Jiang Yan had already noticed it.

"I advise you to think twice." Jiang Yan's tone was very calm, and he said slowly: "This is the Hehuan Sect."

There are two disciples from the Hehuan Sect watching not far away!

The scarred man froze suddenly.

As it happened, as soon as Jiang Yan finished speaking, the two disciples noticed something was wrong and walked over quickly.

The red-dressed woman in the lead shouted, "What are you arguing about? Everyone, disperse! No one is allowed to behave in front of the Hehuan Sect Hall!"

Everyone fell silent, and the scarred man quickly retracted his hand.

This scene was seen by the woman in red.

"Scarface No. 3, you've come here several times. Aren't you annoying me? And now you dare to use force in front of the palace?" the woman in red shouted.

Scarface smiled and said, "Fairy Yushan, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! It was this kid who squeezed me first!"

"You think you can call me by my name?" the woman in red snorted coldly.

“I dare not, I dare not—” Scarface Three did not seem angry even though he was treated so coldly, and he kept a very humble attitude.

Jiang Yan turned his head and asked the scholar beside him in a low voice.

"Why is he called Scarface Three?"

The scholar replied even more quietly than he did, "Because he has two older brothers, all three of them have scars on their faces, and he is the third, so his nickname is 'Scarface No. 3'."

Oh, I see.

Jiang Yan nodded and turned around, only to see that the woman in red was saying something and her face became increasingly cold and hard.

"Go away! Don't hang around here anymore. Master has a good eye and won't take a liking to you!" The woman in red waved her hand and asked her junior brother to drive the person away.

The disciples of the Hehuan Sect dragged the person out.

Scarface San said unwillingly: "Why should that guy who looks like a sack be allowed to stay?"

Jiang Yan didn't realize something was wrong at first, until Scarface Three kept glaring at him, Jiang Yan suddenly reacted.

Jiang Yan: ? ?

Scarface III was scolding him? ?

He doesn't look like a sack at all.

Qibao hid behind Jiang Yan and poked his head out to scold him: "You look like a sack! Our Immortal King has a heavenly appearance, who do you think you are!"

Scarface III raised his head: "I don't believe it!"

Qibao pouted and snorted, "Believe it or not!"

Scarface III choked on the spot: "..."

The two Hehuan Sect disciples couldn't hold back and laughed out loud. Scarface San stopped glaring at Jiang Yan and glared at Qibao instead.

"This guy who hides his head and shows his tail is probably too embarrassed to see people!" Scarface San said grimly.

Shippo: "You——!"

Jiang Yan stuffed the seven treasures back behind him, took two steps forward, held the scabbard in his left hand, held the hilt in his right hand, and slowly drew the sword out of the sheath.

The sword was less than three inches out of the sheath when it began to vibrate and hum. Faintly, one could almost hear the roar of a dragon. The sword was shining with a cold light, not like ordinary iron.

The man in black robe raised his chin slightly, his thin lips were light in color, and the whiteness of his neck was enough to grab everyone's attention.

Scarface Three was already in a trance without even seeing his face. However, the next second, he felt a tremendous spiritual pressure pressing down like a mountain, almost making it difficult for him to breathe.

Scarface's legs went limp and he fell to his knees.

His heart was beating faster than ever, as if it was about to jump out of his chest. Scarface felt dizzy and his eyes were wide open, staring at the sword in front of him in fear.

“No, don’t kill me…!”

“Click.”

Jiang Yan stopped at the right time and closed his sword. He had no intention of doing anything excessive.

"Apologize to Qibao." Jiang Yan said.

Scarface III fell to the ground, gasping for breath. He had not yet recovered from the moment of near death, and did not know why he should apologize, but he spoke reflexively: "I'm sorry! Brother Qibao!"

With the protection of the Immortal Lord, Qibao became bolder and snorted in a show of authority.

I don't want to be your brother.

Scarface Three struggled to crawl away.

Jiang Yan's attitude was cold, and he raised his voice slightly: "You haven't apologized to me yet."

Scarface Three: “…”

Jiang Yan said: "You stepped on him and then you were disrespectful to me in your words."

Scarface Three spoke only half a second late. Jiang Yan slightly raised the hilt of the sword, and Scarface Three's expression immediately became extremely frightened, and he apologized hurriedly.

"My Lord! Please forgive me! I have offended you because I didn't recognize the real you. Please forgive me!"

"You can go now." Jiang Yan said calmly.

Scarface Three rolled away quickly, not daring to stay for a moment.

Everyone witnessed the whole process and knew that the man in black was an immortal with extraordinary strength. After seeing how ferocious he was, they all became respectful.

There was fear in his eyes as he looked at Jiang Yan, and his voice became much lower.

The red-dressed woman smiled and said, "My fellow Taoist, I just told you the rules, why are you drawing your sword?"

Jiang Yan apologized, "This happened suddenly, please forgive me, Fairy."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, we have long disliked Scarface, and the toad is still dreaming of eating swan meat every day!" The woman in red sneered, "Sooner or later, we will put him in a sack and beat him up!"

Another Hehuan Sect disciple whispered, "Senior Sister Yan, you can't talk about the sack outside! Otherwise, if others hear it, how can we blame it on Xuanyin——"

"Cough." Yan Yushan coughed lightly and said to Jiang Yan, "Daoyou, you didn't hear anything."

Jiang Yan: “…”

Yan Yushan: “Hmm?”

Jiang Yan nodded: "Okay, I didn't hear it."

Yan Yushan threatened: "If you tell anyone, I will put you on the blacklist, and you will never touch a single hair of the Hehuan Sect disciples again!"

Jiang Yan had no choice but to nod.

But in fact, this threat is ineffective. We will be fellow disciples in the future, and he will not fight against his own people.

Yan Yushan was relieved when she saw that he agreed.

"What are you doing here?" she asked curiously, "Are you here to watch or to find someone?"

Jiang Yan said: "I'll sign up."

Yan Yushan: "What? You want to join the Hehuan Sect?"

Jiang Yan: “Yeah.”

Yan Yushan turned her gaze towards Qibao and said hesitantly: "He——"

Qibao hurriedly shook his head and waved his hands: "I'm not going! I'm just here to accompany the Immortal Lord!"

Jiang Yan said: "Only me."

Yan Yushan looked at her junior brother, she hesitated for a moment, and said, "Okay, come over and register."

Jiang Yan followed him and filled out the form, truthfully telling his name and cultivation level.

The junior fellow was surprised and said, "You have just established your foundation!"

Yan Yushan also doubted and said, "Based on the spiritual pressure just now, you should have at least reached the Great Perfection of the Golden Core. Even if you said you have reached the Nascent Soul, I would not be surprised."

Jiang Yan: "No, I'm just building my foundation."

Illusion, that's all your illusion.

In fact, he did have the golden elixir for a period of time.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel sad again.

The golden elixir! His golden elixir that had been lost and never recovered till now!

He must join the Hehuan Sect!

Even for the golden elixir!

Jiang Yan took the initiative to ask: "Is there anything else you need to tell me? When is the interview?"

Yan Yushan said: "Fill in your age again. The interview time will be confirmed later. Also, your hood——"

"I'm twenty-one." Jiang Yan took off the hood of his robe.

Yan Yushan's words were stuck in her throat. She subconsciously held her breath and opened her eyes wide like her junior brother beside her, staring at the handsome man in front of her without blinking.

There were many people not far away who were secretly glancing over here, and they were all stunned.

The scene was silent.

Jiang Yan calmed down for a few seconds, but still couldn't stand it and slowly wanted to put the hood back on.

Yan Yushan slammed the table with a loud bang. Jiang Yan was startled and his hand wearing the hat stopped in mid-air.

I saw that the two disciples of the Hehuan Sect were in perfect harmony with each other.

The junior brother grabbed Jiang Yan's hand and said kindly: "With this face, why do you need an interview? From now on, we will be fellow disciples!"

The senior sister ran inside frantically, shouting, "Master, a beauty is here to become your disciple! Wake up!"

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