When Xiang Sheng turned around, he saw the young man with a dark and shiny face again.
Seeing Xiang Sheng coming, he scratched his head and smiled, revealing his white teeth. "My name is Zhao Qinsheng, an outer sect disciple."
As he spoke, Zhao Qinsheng turned up his sleeves to show Xiang Sheng.
Xiang Sheng was confused and simply asked, "Brother Zhao, we are new here, what do you mean?"
Zhao Qinsheng was stunned for a moment, then quickly explained, "Don't blame me, Junior Sister. I only have two hours a day to come here to read, and I don't know all the disciples in the sect. I didn't recognize that you were a new disciple.
Junior Sister has just entered the sect and probably hasn't finished reading the sect manual yet, so it's normal that she doesn't know the secret of the cuffs."
Zhao Qinsheng explained with a smile, "When you came to the Sutra Library these past two days, you must have noticed that all the disciples in the sect are wearing black clothes. The only difference is the embroidery on the cuffs."
Xiang Sheng listened, a glimmer in his eyes.
The Blazing Flame Sect's disciples' uniforms are colored to distinguish their status, but the Myriad Veins Sword Sect designed their disciples' uniforms in this way, which may be influenced by the Pantheon.
All the disciples in the sect wear black clothes. As long as they don't reveal the embroidery patterns, no one knows their true identity in the sect, making it difficult for the Pantheon to target them.
"Junior sister, as you can see, we outer disciples don't have embroidery patterns."
Zhao Qinsheng pointed to the empty space on his sleeve and said enviously, "Inner sect disciples have their own embroidery patterns based on the different sword lines they belong to. I've been an outer sect disciple for twenty years now, and I've always dreamed of having one myself."
Xiang Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then why do you think I'm also an outer disciple?"
Zhao Qinsheng smiled when he heard this. "It's been less than a month, and the inner disciples who joined the sect this time are all busy comprehending the inner principles. How can they have time to read idle books? Junior sister, am I right or wrong?"
Xiang Sheng turned up the blank cuffs of his sleeves, but Zhao Qinsheng didn't see any embroidery, and immediately showed an expression that said, "As expected."
Xiang Sheng straightened his sleeves, remained silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Brother, have you heard of Wuming Peak?"
"Of course I've heard of it. The head of the Wuming Peak is the sect master's younger brother. He doesn't have a very good reputation and only has six disciples.
However, I heard that the winner of this disciple recruitment ceremony actually entered the Nameless Peak. I don’t know what medicine he took wrongly…”
At this point, Zhao Qinsheng looked at Xiang Sheng and his eyelids suddenly twitched violently.
He suddenly remembered that this lineage of Wuming Peak didn't even have a name, and there were no embroidery patterns on the cuffs.
"Junior sister, you are not that...Chen Xiang?"
Xiang Sheng shook his head and smiled, "Of course not."
"That's good."
Zhao Qinsheng breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately smiled foolishly again, "I don't think you are like that either, otherwise you would have been angry when I said that about Wuming Peak just now."
"Brother, why does Wuming Peak have a bad reputation?"
Xiang Sheng asked curiously.
Zhao Qinsheng looked around carefully, then lowered his voice and said, "The disciples on Wuming Peak all have strange tempers, and except for Senior Brother Xiaoliu, who was originally ranked last, all the others are not doing their jobs properly.
From what I've heard, the second senior brother from Wuming Peak is obsessed with wood carving and never practices swordsmanship. The third senior brother is always peeping at the female disciples... ahem, his reputation has been ruined in the Water Sword Clan.
I'm not sure about the Fourth Senior Sister, but the Fifth Senior Sister loves to play tricks on people. Many of the Inner Sect brothers and sisters have suffered from her, and no one has ever been able to get back at them."
Xiang Sheng listened with great interest and immediately asked, "Why? Is Fifth Senior Sister very powerful?"
"Of course not! Fifth Senior Sister is very good at escaping. After playing a trick on people, she ran back to Wuming Peak and sealed off the formation. No one can get up!"
Xiang Sheng couldn't help laughing. Regardless of whether these rumors were true or not, they were indeed interesting to listen to.
Fortunately, the divine consciousness on her shoulder dissipated on its own as soon as she entered the Spirit Tower. Otherwise, if Su Qingqing heard these words, this Senior Brother Zhao would be in big trouble.
The two chatted and laughed. Zhao Qinsheng felt that he was quite familiar with Xiang Sheng. Just as he was about to ask the other party's name, he suddenly felt that the surroundings were quiet.
He immediately shut up and looked up at the entrance to the first floor.
Xiang Sheng felt something in his heart, his expression slightly tense, and he also looked up.
The next moment, a thin young man came into view.
The young man was dressed in black and had an indifferent expression. He didn't even look at the many disciples who were looking at him. He quickly walked through the formation at the stairs that was used to verify cultivation and went straight to the second floor.
After the man left, everyone on the first floor began to whisper.
"He still has the nerve to come to the Sutra Repository?"
"Humph! Such an ungrateful person! We are ashamed to be associated with him."
"The monks in Dongzhou are not good people."
"Silence! The sect has strictly prohibited the manipulation of Dongzhou cultivators. Be careful or the elders will punish you."
Xiang Sheng was still looking at the stairs where the young man disappeared. He could hear all kinds of discussions and his brows unconsciously frowned.
"Junior sister, do you know Dongzhou?"
At this time, Zhao Qinsheng asked in a low voice.
Xiang Sheng's frown relaxed, and he nodded and asked, "I happened to read the General History of Geography a few days ago. What happened to that senior brother?"
"Junior sister, you don't know."
Zhao Qinsheng replied, "That senior brother's name is Xiang Jianjue. He is a cultivator from Dongzhou and is now an inner sect disciple of Yuanmai."
Xiang Sheng pursed his lips and whispered, "Just now, I heard someone say that he is an ungrateful person."
"Hey! Junior sister, you can't say that carelessly."
Zhao Qinsheng glanced around anxiously, and when he saw that no one noticed, he breathed a sigh of relief and continued:
“I know a little about this matter.
When the East and West Continents were connected, the Pantheon launched a surprise attack, sparking a war. Even the Jade Palace Sword Master was killed in the battle, which shows how fierce the battle was.
Many Dongzhou cultivators also died. When Xiang Jian was on the verge of death, the Yuanmai Master desperately saved him. The Yuanmai Master was also seriously injured and has not recovered to this day.
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