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After obtaining a sufficient number of mermaid pearls, the cultivation of the mirror tree can finally begin.

Of course, although the mermaid pearl tears can replace the demon soil, they certainly cannot bury the tree seeds directly in a large box of pearls.

Before that, we need to do something with the mermaid pearl.

First, you need to press the mermaid pearls into a powder with a moderate granularity.

Mermaid pearls are different from cattail pearls. Not only are they more lustrous and bright, but they are also warm to the touch.

Even when you gently touch the surface of the mermaid pearls, the crystal-clear surface will give you a soft feeling like touching your skin.

Crushing such a box of mermaid pearls into powder gave Yan Luoyue the illusion that it was a waste of resources.

Especially when I heard Chang Lili say that in the later stages of tree cultivation, one box of mermaid pearl powder might not be enough, and perhaps a few more boxes would be needed, the shock in my heart became even stronger.

The processed pearl soil is placed in a wide-mouthed white jade plate.

According to Chang Lili, mirror tree species must first be grown in shallow trays, and after the seedlings grow, they are transplanted into pots made of special clay.

Under the sunlight, the newly washed white jade plate is translucent and moist, and the pearl soil sprinkled with water droplets is glittering and colorful.

After the seeds were buried inside, their value seemed to increase several times in an instant, turning them into priceless works of art. Even Yan Luoyue herself wanted to turn herself into a little turtle, lie in the plate, and roll around in the pearl powder.

He stretched out his hand and picked up a handful of fine pearl powder, letting it flow from his fingers. The skin on his palm seemed to have become a little whiter due to this brief contact.

Unconsciously, a thought suddenly flashed through Yan Luoyue's mind.

——Why can the tears of mermaids replace the soil of the demon world?

Yan Luoyue once asked Chang Lili this question.

Chang Lili is not quite sure about the principle behind this, she just said it is an ancient recipe passed down among plant growers.

Since the mermaid pearls are too expensive and no one has done experiments to prove it, this mirror tree species may be the first tree to enjoy the treatment of the local tyrants.

As a grower, Chang Lili is more concerned about plant growth, which is understandable.

But as a former player of the game "One World", Yan Luoyue couldn't help but wonder: Could the situation be the other way around?

Perhaps, it is not the tears of the mermaids that can replace the soil of the demons.

But as a member of the demon race, the mermaids were born and died in the demon world.

Over time, the composition of the demon soil also contains part of the mermaid's tears?

If this conjecture is true...

Yan Luoyue delicately reached her fingers into the pearly soil and fiddled with the shallowly buried seeds.

If there is anything that plays a decisive role in the growth of mirror trees, it is the nutritional content of the mermaid pearls.

So burying the seeds in pearl powder now may be equivalent to planting the seedlings in a bag of fertilizer.

...Will the seeds be "burned" to death because of too much nutrients?

Yan Luoyue touched the tip of his nose, not really sure.

Fortunately, Yan Luoyue's crow-beak buff of keeping his word did not work in this matter.

In just seven or eight days, a small and exquisite bud emerged from the white jade plate.

That morning, Yan Luoyue and Chang Lili lay on either side of the white jade plate, marveling at the distinctly black and white buds.

It turns out that the mirror tree saplings have already shown the characteristics of black and white symmetry since they were still young buds.

The young buds are divided into black and white, very evenly separated in the middle, which is truly a spectacle.

At least after Yan Luoyue saw it, she secretly suspected that this plant actually had the soul of a reincarnated zebra.

As for Wu Man Shuang... at this moment, the little snake was wandering alone under the porch.

He actually wanted to visit the legendary mirror tree, but was shut out by Yan Luoyue and Chang Lili.

It’s not that Yan Luoyue is stingy.

It was during these few days that Chang Lili discovered a hidden characteristic of Wu Man Shuang.

——Unexpectedly, Wu Manshuang is actually a plant killer!

In order to help the disciples better understand the medicinal properties of the elixir, Chang Lili instructed the two to start with familiarizing themselves with and cultivating medicinal plants.

She gave Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang each a flowerpot, with a "Chatty Grass" planted in each pot.

This herb is often the entry-level enlightenment for every plant grower: it only needs a little water, a little sunlight, and a little patient love to grow it well.

The reason why it is called "patient love" is because this plant has a novel characteristic: it likes to listen to people talk very much.

As long as someone talks to it for fifteen minutes, when they look at it the next day, they will find that the chattering grass has grown a lot taller.

Because it is so easy to grow, the status of ophiopogon in the world of immortal cultivation is almost equivalent to that of succulents or cacti for novice growers.

However, even such a hardy plant was killed by Wu Man Shuang the next day!

When Chang Lili saw it, she was shocked.

She has seen things that can kill the nagging grass.

But I have never seen anyone who can kill the chatterbox overnight!

Puzzled, Chang Lili asked Wu Manshuang, "Junior Brother Wu, were you in a bad mood at night and scolded the chatterbox?"

To be able to make the nagging grass reincarnate overnight, this must be a level of scolding that makes the grass (a kind of plant) explode.

Wu Man Shuang hesitated to speak, feeling that her own personality was under some kind of doubt.

Yan Luoyue knew the little snake very well and knew that he would never do such a bad thing as secretly biting the grass (a kind of plant).

So her question was: "Manshuang, could it be that you accidentally spit when you were talking to the chatterbox yesterday?"

Wu Manshuang: “???”

He could not admit such an accusation that damaged his image, even if the person making it was Yan Luoyue!

Yan Luoyue added: "It happens to be hot these past two days, which can easily cause you to have oral ulcers, bleeding gums and other symptoms..."

Wu Manshuang: “…”

Wu Manshuang silently covered Yan Luoyue's mouth, signaling her to stop talking.

He even took out a piece of shark silk on the spot and used his excellent sewing skills to make a mask to prove his innocence.

Chang Lili didn't believe it, so the next day she brought a pot of water plants for Wu Manshuang to raise.

"Go ahead and raise them. I don't believe that anyone can't even raise water plants!"

Then, Wu Manshuang used iron-like facts to prove that it really was impossible to keep it alive.

The pot of water plants withered strangely that night, and this wave of reverse points obviously left behind the dust of the previous plant.

Chang Lili: “…”

Chang Lili was amazed.

After some field investigation, Chang Lili finally discovered: It would be better if Wu Manshuang didn't pay attention to a certain plant.

——Just like the weeds in his yard and the moss on the steps, these plants were never noticed by anyone and survived smoothly.

But when a plant receives Wu Manshuang's special attention, its mortality rate increases significantly.

Among them, the mortality rate of water grass, a plant without roots, is higher than that of rooted grass, which has roots. The mortality rate of herbaceous plants, such as grass, is higher than that of various trees.

At this moment, a mystery that had troubled Chang Lili for seven or eight days was finally solved.

"No wonder after I took Junior Brother Wu to visit the medicine garden, the spiritual plants in the yard looked a little wilted..."

Chang Lili let out a long sigh and said to Wu Manshuang, "I know that some people are born with an inability to tolerate plants. But this is the first time I've seen someone with such an inability to tolerate plants!"

Perhaps, only plants with very strong lives, like thousand-year-old turtles or ten-thousand-year-old tortoises, can survive under the special aura of Master Wizard.

Relatively speaking, Yan Luoyue's physique is particularly affinity with plants.

The nagging grass that Yan Luoyue had nagged grew out of the pot the next day.

The spiritual plants that she cared for also grew full of vitality.

Chang Lili highly praised this and confidently entrusted Yan Luoyue with an important task: to water the fish liver vine and octopus tree every day.

Of course, if Yan Luoyue was hungry, she could just pick a few strings of fish liver to eat while watering.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

This is destroying children's interest in planting!

The affinity and incompatibility in planting seemed to extend to Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang's ability to refine pills as well.

Speaking of falling moon, it goes without saying.

There are certain similarities between refining equipment and refining elixirs. She has experience in controlling fire and is very proficient in it, so it is not a dream for her to master making basic elixirs in one go.

On the other hand, Wu Manshuang...

He is truly an expert at extinguishing fire in the alchemy world.

After watching the little snake extinguish the spiritual fire in the stove for the third time due to various accidents, Yan Luoyue finally couldn't help but lend a helping hand.

"How about this, Manshuang, why don't you try this fire medicine?"

What she handed to Wu Man Shuang was the straw-woven Taotie with the ink-colored flame and the lonely shadow of a wild goose in it.

When Wu Manshuang was using the lantern underwater before, the flame she was holding was Mo Mo.

From this point of view, Wu Manshuang and the split fire of Wu Ti Fire might get along well.

This time, Wu Manshuang finally succeeded in refining a batch of elixirs.

As a middleman who was familiar with both Mo Mo and Wu Man Shuang, Yan Luoyue couldn't help but cover her face halfway through refining the elixir.

This was the first time in her life that she saw a refining scene where "fire brought people" instead of "people brought fire".

To put it in an analogy, it's like when the first ray of sunlight shines into the house in the early morning, your cat flushes the toilet for you and scoops a handful of cat food into your lunch box.

“…”

As for the quality of the final product...

e, at least it has taken shape and looks like a pill!

After opening the pill and examining it, Chang Lili sighed and said nothing.

Judging from the way she looked at Wu Manshuang, perhaps Chang Lili felt that this clumsy snake was even not worth planting.

Even the first thing Mo Mo did after getting out of the alchemy furnace was to pounce on Wu Man Shuang's face with bared fangs and claws.

A small bird-shaped flame angrily rolled along Wu Man Shuang's front from head to toe.

Yan Luoyue wanted to stop it at first, but later realized that neither the snake nor the fire would hurt each other, so she stopped.

She smiled and said, "Manshuang, Momo seems to like you very much."

This little ink-colored flame usually appears much cooler than Pink.

Apart from snatching the grass weave, it didn't pay much attention to outsiders. Even Jiang Tingbai, who could weave the grass weave of the heart, Momo just floated away silently.

In contrast, the fight between it and Wu Manshuang was actually a manifestation of their closeness.

Wu Manshuang was in a panic, as if she was trying to catch a naughty cat. It took her a long time to pull Momo away.

“No,” Wu Manshuang said hesitantly, “I feel like it’s holding its breath and wants to pick a fight with me…”

——In short, Wu Manshuang’s journey to learn Danfeng was a great failure.

…

At the end of the third month of Danfeng's study, Yan Luoyue's mirror tree finally grew into a small plant and could be transplanted into a clay pot.

Chang Lili found countless ancient books and records related to mirror trees, and took planting notes for the saplings every day.

She said to Yan Luoyue: "Your mirror tree is growing much faster than any record that can be verified."

According to existing records, it takes several months for mirror trees to sprout, and the shortest record is 21 days.

However, Yan Luoyue's tree sprouted in just seven days.

The same is true for the growth rate.

It takes at least half a year and at most three to four years for an ordinary mirror tree to grow to a size that can be transplanted into a flowerpot.

It only took three months to grow this Luoyue tree!

Yan Luoyue believed that the soil conditions of the mermaid's tears played an indelible role.

Chang Lili did not object to this view, but she had a slightly different opinion.

"Eh? Is there any other reason?"

"Yeah." Chang Lili's eyes deliberately passed over Yan Luoyue's shoulder, and for some reason they fluttered.

"Look at the vitality of this mirror tree. If it grows well, it may be able to take care of all of us until we die!"

Yan Luoyue: “?”

Wait a minute, this description seems to sound a little familiar to her?

Then, the alchemy girl whispered, "So, the reason why the mirror tree grows so well is that it is likely to be similar to its owner..."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Chang Lili held Yan Luoyue's hand sincerely, and stroked the back of her hand with cherishment and love.

"By the way, Junior Sister Yan, have you ever considered planting yourself?"

Yan Luoyue: "...No, Senior Sister Chang, I don't have such plans at the moment, and I won't have such plans in the next hundred years. Senior Sister, just give up!"

Perhaps because of this conversation, Yan Luoyue had a dream the night before leaving Danfeng.

She dreamed that she turned into a seed and was buried in the ground by Senior Sister Chang Lili.

Because she is a seed, the darkness, humidity and thin oxygen under the soil do not make her feel bitter, and she can even enjoy herself.

I just don’t know why, the whole land is as silent as death, and there is no life under the soil.

Even from the perspective of a seed that cannot speak or express itself, such a life is too lonely.

Yan Luoyue is growing very slowly.

It seemed as if a whole lifetime had passed before she broke through her seed coat and emerged as a tiny white tip.

At the moment when the white tip appeared, in the seed's dull and slow spiritual world, another existence in this land was finally detected.

It turned out that her neighbor was a big rock.

On its dark surface, white frost-like patterns condensed.

Of course, Yan Luoyue in the dream didn’t know what frost flowers were. After all, she was just a small seed.

Little Seed is still too young, and instinct occupies most of her mental world.

In addition, the little seed has no formed ideas, nor can it produce high-level products such as emotions, and even - hey, she can't even think of punctuation marks.

But the little seed worked very, very hard.

The tip of the small white bud arched upwards and broke through the ground, while the thin roots spread downwards like octopus tentacles, entangling every grain of soil they touched.

In addition, there is a root that mischievously deviates from its initial growth direction and develops horizontally.

This tiny whisker keeps spreading further and further...

It’s hard to tell how much time had passed, maybe a thousand years, or maybe ten thousand years.

Time has no meaning in this quiet land.

Anyway, except for the little seed itself that is trying hard to grow, everything in the world remains the same as it was at the beginning.

After a long and seemingly hopeless journey, the naughty white tip of the whisker finally touched the frosted surface of the stone.

At this moment, Yan Luoyue held his breath silently.

She felt like she was about to officially sprout.

“——I planted it!”

A laugh rang out from outside the window. Instantly, Yan Luoyue woke up from her dream.

She sat up suddenly, only then realizing that it was almost 9 o'clock and it was already bright outside.

Rubbing the top of his head, Yan Luoyue seemed to be half conscious still in a dream.

She subconsciously twirled a thin strand of hair, treating it as a plant beard, and used the front end of the hair to touch the inkstone ornaments on the bedside.

Yan Luoyue had just done half of this action when she burst out laughing: No, why was she so confused in her dream that she really thought she was a seed?

After quickly getting dressed and ready, Yan Luoyue rushed out of the room.

I saw Chang Lili standing in the herb garden, jumping and dancing around a litchi tree.

"I planted it! I planted it!"

If the word "come out" could be deleted, this would be a live version of Fan Jinzhong's speech.

Yan Luoyue coughed lightly and walked forward: "What did Senior Sister Chang grow?"

Chang Lili grabbed Yan Luoyue's hand and pointed at the "fruit" on the litchi tree to show Yan Luoyue.

She was very excited and kept talking: "Look, this is the lychee tree that my mother planted for me when I was born. It has a special meaning to me. I crossed it with the Xianlin vine, and today I finally grew a lychee..."

There was no need for Chang Lili to continue, Yan Luoyue had already seen it.

In the dense shade of the tree, there was a dead fish eye tied to a branch. It stared at the two people under the tree with its eyes wide open, and a dull and strange light emanated from its eyeballs.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

At that time, there was a famous dish in Yingguo called "Looking Up at the Stars".

She thought that Sister Chang’s lychee tree could be renamed “Overlooking the Earth” in the future.

Chang Lili puffed out her chest proudly: "It is worthy of being the litchi tree planted when I was born. It is really good and has done well... I have lived up to the name my mother gave me..."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

No, she thought that Dan Fengfeng knew about this matter and might put Chang Lili back and give birth to her again...

Chang Lili gazed at the tiny dead fish eyes lovingly.

"After a few days, when it grows up to the size of a lychee, I will pick it. Then, when my mother's confinement is over, I will be able to give her this fruit..."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Closing his eyes, Yan Luoyue patted Chang Lili's shoulder solemnly.

"Does Peak Master like to eat lychees?"

"I love to eat."

"At least... for the sake of your mother-daughter relationship, don't tell the Peak Master that the 'fruit' was picked from this lychee tree."

Yan Luoyue sighed: "Senior Sister, I can only help you up to this point."

…

Perhaps he sensed the danger of high blood pressure, for that reason the leader of Danfeng did not come out of seclusion until the day of the competition among his disciples.

In the two Dharma transmission matches, Yan Luoyue ranked before Wu Manshuang.

Before the competition started, Yan Luoyue was specifically told by the host that Danfeng's competition was time-limited.

As long as the time exceeds half an hour, it will be considered a draw.

Yan Luoyue: "...Oh, okay."

Perhaps because the host was not at home, Ji Qinghong did not come to watch the game.

He sent Jiang Tingbai to take his place in the audience.

Although Fu Feng had previously set an example of generating income by selling tickets, Dan Feng did not follow suit.

As soon as Yan Luoyue made her move, she knew why Danfeng didn't sell tickets.

The truth is, I can't afford to lose this person.

...Well, what Yan Luoyue meant was that alchemy practitioners are not the type of magic practitioners who are good at attacking.

As a weapon cultivator and a member of the Turtle Clan, Yan Luoyue was not very good at attacking. However, Senior Sister Chang Lili was even worse than Yan Luoyue.

“…”

This made Yan Luoyue recall another alchemy practitioner she knew, Yin Wangyou.

As a girl who practices both medicine and alchemy, Yin Wangyou is also stubborn to some extent, somewhat similar to Chang Lili.

Of course, what they are more similar about is that neither of them has very strong attacking power.

With the knuckle armor in hand, Yan Luoyue tore open a stack of talismans without blinking.

As an alchemy practitioner, Chang Lili does not know how to draw rebound talismans.

After taking a beating by taking drugs, Chang Lili readily raised one hand and admitted defeat.

At this time, there were only about two quarters of an hour left before the game started.

In the audience, the other peak masters secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They all smiled and commented on the battle between the two disciples.

They are all decent people. In the eyes of the peak masters, the performances of Yan Luoyue and Chang Lili are both remarkable.

In the next match against Wu Manshuang, Chang Lili was defeated even faster.

She also fought hard, during which she used magic to stimulate the growth of spiritual plants.

However, Wu Manshuang's attack is a bit weird.

He just took off his gloves and grasped the vine, and the whole vine fell limply to the ground. Soon, Wu Manshuang approached Chang Lili three steps away.

In this way, the result of this game is self-evident.

After the competition, Jiang Tingbai, on behalf of his master, humbly talked with the peak masters for a while.

After the routine courtesy, Jiang Tingbai led one in each hand.

He walked briskly back to the sect with his proud junior brothers and sisters.

When Jiang Tingbai pulled him onto the flying sword, Yan Luoyue whispered, "Brother, it seems like all the other peak masters are here today."

Except for the Danfeng master who was in seclusion and Ji Qinghong who declined for some reason, the masters of other peaks seemed to have all arrived.

The last time Yan Luoyue saw so many peak masters was the time before last.

Well, she meant that in the last Jianfeng competition, when she fought against Senior Brother Xiao Yuan, the heads of all the peaks showed up in exceptionally neat formation.

Later, after learning from the lessons of ten days and ten nights, in the battle of Fufeng, the peak masters made excuses or fled.

However, this time at the Danfeng Arena, the peak masters actually came back?

Jiang Tingbai laughed dumbly, and first glanced at Yan Luoyue approvingly: "You have always had good observation skills."

Then he explained the reason.

It turned out that the peak masters gathered here under the pretext of the Danfeng Arena to discuss the upcoming sword conference.

The sword competition is held every twenty years. It is a grand event specially held for young sword practitioners under the age of thirty from all over the world.

Although sword training is poor and difficult, it is the easiest way for young geniuses to succeed.

Because those who choose the sword path often have a sharp temper in their hearts.

Being young and full of vigor, and with the help of swordsmanship, talented people are like needles in a bag, breaking out one after another.

There is a saying in Go that "If you don't become a national player by the age of fifteen, your life will be hopeless."

In sword cultivation, there is also a saying similar to chicken soup: "If you don't break the golden elixir by the age of thirty, you will never accomplish anything."

Of course, for something like the Sword Cultivation Conference, which sounds troublesome at the first sound, Ji Qinghong has always tried not to show up.

Especially "Kendo" is a professional match for Jiang Tingbai.

So Ji Qinghong simply handed the matter over to his eldest disciple, disappeared and went traveling around the world.

At this point, Jiang Tingbai rubbed his forehead helplessly: "Regarding the judging of the sword competition, our four peaks have one seat. Master gave this judge position to me."

Hearing this, Yan Luoyue looked up with some worry: "Isn't the pressure too great for Senior Brother?"

Among all the peak masters, Jiang Tingbai was young and inexperienced. He should not have been able to attend such a grand event open to the world.

Yan Luoyue was worried that someone would gossip about this.

Senior Brother Jiang has a calm and gentle personality. Even if he heard it in person, he probably wouldn't draw his sword, but would just reflect on himself.

Hearing Yan Luoyue's implicit concern, Jiang Tingbai narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"You're right. I also think that if I'm not worthy of the position, I'd be ashamed to sit on that high platform."

"...So, Senior Brother went to the Sword Pavilion to undergo a retreat a few days ago."

At this point, Jiang Tingbai lifted up a corner of his sword robe, smiled slightly, and squatted in front of Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang:

"How is it? Can you see any changes in Brother?"

"!!!"

It was not until Jiang Tingbai said it himself that Yan Luoyue looked at him intently.

Only then did she realize that her senior brother's temperament was clearly more aggressive than before.

However, when she talked to Jiang Tingbai before, she subconsciously ignored this change.

It’s not that Yan Luoyue doesn’t care about Jiang Tingbai.

Rather, this kind of "ignorance" is actually a manifestation of a person's inner restraint that has reached a higher level of cultivation and perfection.

Wu Manshuang raised her head and said, "Brother, your cultivation level before was in the late Yuanying stage. Isn't it now..."

"Yes." Jiang Tingbai nodded calmly, "I have realized the third level of sword intent, 'Peace the World'. Now I am a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage."

Therefore, he is qualified to replace Ji Qinghong and sit on the four judging seats of Kengfeng in the Sword Competition.

The sword competition, in theory, has nothing to do with weapon cultivators and formation cultivators like Yan Luoyue and Wu Manyhuang.

However, Jiang Tingbai felt that the younger junior sisters and brothers should also broaden their horizons from an early age.

Although the event has nothing to do with instruments and formations, it is still worth getting in touch with them, and perhaps you will be able to draw inferences from them.

More importantly, Jiang Tingbai always remembered that Yan Luoyue had been a noisy little girl since she was very young.

Although Junior Brother Wu used to live in seclusion, he seems to yearn for the bustling city.

If that is the case, then we should let our junior fellow students have some sense of participation.

Thinking of this, Jiang Tingbai leaned over, looked his two fellow apprentices levelly at them, and smiled at them.

"After we return to the peak, can you please do me a favor?" Jiang Tingbai said softly.

"Accompany Senior Brother to sort out the treasure house in the lower peak. We need to choose a treasure that is worth showing off as a prize for the sword competition for the four peaks."

…

An outstanding instrument maker is often very wealthy.

Ji Qinghong has been a weapon maker for thousands of years.

To sum up, the contents of the treasure houses in the four pit peaks were so rich that even Yan Luoyue was dazzled.

In comparison, a little snake like Wu Manshuang is even less worth mentioning.

What surprised Yan Luoyue was that Jiang Tingbai actually knew most of the rare materials in the warehouse.

"Master once wanted to teach me how to practice both sword and weapon." Jiang Tingbai thought about it and admitted frankly, "I think it might be because I was so poor at that time that even Master couldn't stand me..."

Considering that it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish, Ji Qinghong plans to teach Jiang Tingbai a skill.

However, this plan only lasted for half a year before it was forced to be interrupted due to Jiang Tingbai's hand disability.

Yan Luoyue: “…”

While Ji Qinghong was not around, Jiang Tingbai also played a little joke on the two kids:

"In fact, I reflected on it afterwards and felt that the responsibility was not entirely mine. After all, it was the first time that Master accepted a disciple, and his teaching strategy might have been a little off."

Wu Manshuang asked curiously, "For example?"

Jiang Tingbai thought for a moment and turned his gaze towards Yan Luoyue:

"For example, is there a technique in the weapon refining technique called 'Starry Sky'?"

Yan Luoyue nodded.

Jiang Tingbai recalled: "The master's original words at that time were - 'If you really can't learn this move, just close your eyes and poke blindly like you did when you made the straw man, and you can still make it look a little more like it than you do now'."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Just by listening to the retelling, she could simulate Ji Qinghong's slightly mocking tone in her mind.

So, what kind of driving school coaching method is this?

Jiang Tingbai explained: "Actually, Master is wrong. I didn't just poke randomly when I made the straw man. I have some skills..."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

Wu Manshuang: “…”

This time, the two little ones looked at each other, tacitly pretended that no one heard them, and turned their heads in opposite directions at the same time.

Although the two apprentices agreed that Ji Qinghong should be kicked out of the teaching profession for his excessive language.

But in describing this point... maybe they didn't say anything wrong.

While counting the treasure house, Yan Luoyue explained some precious materials to Wu Manshuang.

"This is Black Frost Sand."

"This is Zhong Tianru."

"This is... Hey, Senior Brother, these hairpins should be a pair, right? Why can't I find the other one?"

Yan Luoyue twisted a beautifully crafted peach blossom gold hairpin.

The pink and green jades were carved into a peach blossom hairpin, with the hairpin body and the flower holder made of gold.

However, in Yan Luoyue's eyes, the most precious thing was not the jade of the hairpin, but the two or three small beads that served as the stamens.

The beads were extremely small and translucent, and the contents inside flowed slowly like milk, swirling from time to time.

It may look ordinary, but it is a treasure that can hold a broken soul.

If you are in a life-or-death situation, as long as there are reinforcements, this hairpin can store your remaining soul and leave you a glimmer of hope.

Jiang Tingbai was slightly stunned when he heard this: "What, is this a pair of hairpins?"

Although he was well-informed, he knew very little about women's jewelry.

Seeing Yan Luoyue nodded affirmatively, Jiang Tingbai shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Forget it, it's been so long..."

Facing Yan Luoyue's puzzled look, Jiang Tingbai explained:

"Junior sister, you may not know that when I participated in the sword competition, Master took out a hairpin like this as a prize for the first place winner from our peak."

Yan Luoyue said without hesitation: "The hairpin must have fallen into Senior Brother's hands, why not just make a pair of them?"

Jiang Tingbai shook his head and laughed: "No, I only ranked second in that sword competition."

This time, Yan Luoyue was really shocked.

"Is there anyone who can defeat Senior Brother?"

Jiang Tingbai smiled slightly: "There are always people who are better than you. In that battle, my swordsmanship was slightly weaker than his, so I was willing to admit defeat and accepted the defeat sincerely."

Yan Luoyue asked quickly: "Then who is he?"

Jiang Tingbai said: "His name is Chu Tiankuo."

Yan Luoyue nodded and said, "What a good name!"

Jiang Tingbai smiled slightly: "He is also a very generous person. Brother Chu's swordsmanship is unrestrained and elegant, showing the spirit of a young man. Even though it has been decades, when I recall it now, I have to admit that he is a good opponent..."

When he said this, it seemed as if he recalled his youth when he roamed the sword forest, and two bright lights rose in Jiang Tingbai's eyes.

"However, I have my own swordsmanship, and I do not envy his elegance. I have my own rank, and I do not envy his position as the leader."

Jiang Tingbai looked at Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang teasingly and said with a smile:

"At that time, I only envied Mu Chutiankuang for having two junior brothers and sisters who were so considerate to him—"

The young Jiang Tingbai secretly thought, why can't I have two such good junior brothers and sisters? Or just one will do.

On the other hand, Jiang Tingbai knew very well in his heart that given his master's personality, the chances of him waiting for such lovely junior brothers and sisters were very slim.

Yan Luoyue burst into laughter when he heard this.

She generously promised: "If Chu Jianjun comes to this sword competition, Senior Brother, just take us to show off."

After a slight pause, Jiang Tingbai's smile faded, his thoughts returned to the stove, and he shook his head slowly.

Jiang Tingbai sighed and said, "If anyone from the Snow Region comes to this sword competition, don't mention this name in front of them."

"Chu Tiankuo was once the beloved disciple of Sect Master Song of the Snow Region."

"However, not long after the sword competition, this person was expelled from the sect because he became possessed and killed his fellow disciples and even slaughtered half of Shancha Town. His whereabouts remain unknown to this day."

…

When the sword conference was approaching, Jiang Tingbai brought Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang to welcome the visitors from the sect.

Coincidentally, the first sect to arrive today was the Hehun Sect, which was founded on its own unique Dharma.

Hehun is the name of a flower. This flower has a more familiar name, "Hehuan".

In other words, the main practice of the Hehun Sect is naturally the way of replenishing.

It should be noted that the Hehun Sect's skills are generally not gender specific...

It is said that the most powerful and domineering technique does not even distinguish between species when taking supplements.

In other words, it is possible for the practitioner to collect male or female objects, or even to collect nourishing plants or water bodies.

Yan Luoyue: “!!!”

Jiang Tingbai reminded him through voice transmission: "When Sect Master Hehun first succeeded to the throne, she became famous throughout the country for replenishing a desert - stop, don't ask me how she replenished the desert, do I look like I know?!"

It was rare to see Senior Brother Jiang in such an awkward state; Yan Luoyue couldn't help but smile secretly.

Suddenly remembering something, Yan Luoyue asked quietly: "Are they also here to participate in the sword competition? Or are they just spectators?"

Jiang Tingbai hesitated for a moment, then replied very reservedly:

"There is a branch in the Hehun Sect called 'Su Nu Sword Technique'. However, the purpose of the Hehun Sect participating in the conference is generally not for this."

"Well, they... they are here to buy raw materials..."

Yan Luoyue: “…”

It took her three seconds to understand the meaning of Jiang Ting's vernacular, and then she couldn't help laughing.

Giving Yan Luoyue a reproachful look, Jiang Tingbai patted her shoulder, signaling her to stop smiling, and then led Yan Luoyue towards the Hehun Sect's team.

The female cultivator headed by the Hehun Sect was wearing a light veil.

She had fair skin and beautiful features, her lips painted in an alluring red way, her delicate eyes smiled before she spoke, and her every move exuded seductiveness.

"It's Jiang Jianjun. It's been a long time since the conference."

"Hmm..." The female cultivator smiled sweetly and immediately changed her tone, "Yes, now I should call you Master Jiang Jianzun."

Jiang Tingbai nodded politely in return, "A title is just an external thing, please feel free to use it, Fellow Daoist Yu. Your noble clan has come all the way here, and Guiyuan Sect has already prepared a light feast with wine to welcome you all."

The female cultivator from the Hehun Sect smiled tenderly, rolled up a strand of hair and twirled it on her fingertips, then turned her attention to Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang.

"My little brother and sister are so cute. In a dozen years, I think they will be handsome and elegant..."

Although the female cultivator was most likely just joking, Yan Luoyue and Wu Manshuang still couldn't help but hide behind Jiang Tingbai's sleeves.

Seeing Jiang Tingbai firmly protecting the pair of fellow disciples, the female cultivator pretended to be angry:

"Jiang Jianzun is so distant. I heard that Ji Yaozun accepted a pair of excellent disciples. I guess they are the two friends in front of us. Why don't you introduce them to us?"

"I'm ashamed to say this," Jiang Tingbai said apologetically, smiling at the other person.

"It's just that Jiang secretly thought that introducing the names of my fellow disciples in front of Fellow Daoist Yu would be like announcing the names of dishes..."

Before she finished her words, the female cultivator burst into laughter.