Tu Nian wants to go down the mountain to become a disciple.
That’s right, become a disciple.
Nie Yanchen's words were like a wake-up call for them. Since they in the Snow Valley were going to participate in the competition, it would be meaningful if they made a big splash.
The comprehensive evaluation of the competition means that even if the sword cultivators and weapon cultivators in the Snow Valley are of extremely high level, if the talisman cultivators and formation cultivators lag behind, all their efforts will be wasted.
Tu Nian felt that this might be God's will.
If these two competitions were any other ones, it would be fine, but they happened to be Tushan's specialty. If she, the trumpeter, did not take up the responsibility, she would be letting down the trust her leader had in her.
However, as the saying goes, everyone has their own expertise. Although Nie Yanchen's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world and he has made some achievements in the use of talismans, he knows nothing about battle formations.
As for Jin Nanfeng, he barely understood a thing or two, but considering his dual cultivation of sword and talismans, he would not make much progress in formation.
Therefore, Tu Nian decided to represent the Snow Valley to visit the leader of the Bihai Sect, who specialized in formation cultivation, and try to learn a few tricks from him before the big competition.
In this way, even if we can't make it to the top three, at least we can get into the upper middle level, which will be worthy of the whole sect's efforts.
Of course, there was also someone who felt aggrieved.
On the day of going down the mountain, at the sect gate, Nie Yanchen stuffed something into the Tu Nian mustard seed with a gloomy face.
"Spiritual fruits and spiritual medicine."
"I brought it."
"With the talisman."
"Brother gave it to me."
"Take these spirit stones as well."
“…”
It is said that there is a kind of poverty, which is when your mother thinks you are poor. But looking at Nie Yanchen's attitude, Tu Nian felt that this statement would also be applicable to some masters.
With what happened to Jin Nanfeng before, and the blessing of his own bloodline, Tu Nian officially became a popular figure in the sect. Now that he was going down the mountain, Chu Qiurong naturally had no choice but to accompany him as a flower-guarding messenger. Therefore, she was fortunate enough to see this scene and was stunned.
"Are you moving all your family assets here?"
Nie Yanchen glared at him angrily, "What nonsense! Our Zong family is very wealthy!"
Chu Qiurong choked.
So he had just made up all those hard times in his head? How could he not know this?
Seeing that Nie Yanchen had stuffed the fifty or sixty high-grade spirit stones into his pocket and was still trying to take something out of his pocket, Tu Nian quickly took back the mustard seed and held his hand, "Master, I'm leaving the sect, not attending a funeral."
Now she had half of the clan's wealth, and she always felt scared.
“Tsk!”
Nie Yanchen glared at her fiercely, "How can you say such a taboo? You must imitate your Second Senior Brother's words!"
Chu Qiurong suffered innocently, her eyes widening. Tu Nian knew that he was implicated, so he gave him a frantic look, urging him to be patient. Then he gently tried to coax Nie Yanchen, saying, "You're right. That's not nice to say. I won't say it anymore. Please calm down."
Nie Yanchen snorted, forgiving her, but he still felt unsatisfied, so he kicked Chu Qiurong.
Tu Nian was stunned, and Chu Qiurong was completely numb. The latter was about to protest, but when she opened her mouth to meet Nie Yanchen's murderous face, she swallowed it back.
Well, he's unlucky. Next time he has this kind of job, he will definitely ask Xu Ziqiao to do it.
Looking at these two funny guys, Tu Nian almost laughed out loud, but every time she thought of Nie Yanchen who was in a certain period that did not allow her to be unrestrained, she could only purse her lips and hold it in, which was really hard.
Perhaps it was that kick that relieved a lot of the depression in his heart. Nie Yanchen didn't say anything else. He just said to her with a gloomy face, "That old Xue from the Bihai Sect is not a good person. You should avoid contact with him."
Tu Nian blinked.
The original novel clearly describes the leader of the Bi Hai Sect as a kind and handsome old man, but how come when it comes to her master, he becomes a nasty old man?
Then, before she could respond, Nie Yanchen continued, "And his eldest disciple, the one called Fang..."
Tu Nian reminded quietly, "Fang Yuan."
Nie Yanchen looked disgusted, "Yes, that's him, he's also a jerk, you should stay away from him."
Chu Qiurong, her wounds healed and the pain forgotten, stepped forward to speak up for the man, "Master, it's alright for you to always scold the Yuqing Sect, but the Bihai Sect is such an honest sect, can you please stop scolding them?"
As expected, Nie Yanchen tried to kick again after hearing this, but was stopped by Tu Nian.
“Master!”
Firstly, he was afraid of causing a breakdown in the relationship between the master and the apprentice, and secondly, he could no longer hold it in after holding it in for so long. After stopping the man, Tu Nian couldn't help but tug at his sleeve and said, "Master, I'm going there to learn skills, not to seek a new master. I won't run away with anyone else, so don't worry."
These words really worked. Nie Yanchen's anger immediately subsided after hearing them. After a moment, he glanced at her and snorted, "What's the point of learning all those fancy techniques of formation cultivation? I think it's better not to learn them."
Tu Nian struck while the iron was hot, extending three fingers to the sky, "Just half a month, before the big competition. Regardless of success or failure, I will be back, not even an hour later."
Nie Yanchen folded his arms in silence after hearing this. For a long while, until Tu Nian's arms were a little sore from lifting them, he finally said quietly, "Just half a month. If I can't see you by then, I will tell you everything about Old Xue's love for the young girl."
Well, only Old Xue’s injured world is complete.
Tu Nian grinned from ear to ear, and while Nie Yanchen didn't do anything else, he quickly dragged Chu Qiurong down the mountain.
On the way, Chu Qiurong rubbed her aching buttocks and complained to her, "Junior Sister, you are so cruel. You insisted that I hit him twice before you could comfort him. Well, he'll probably turn blue."
As he spoke, he came closer with a look of grievance and asked her to go and see in a mean way.
"Don't come on."
Tu Nian was not polite at all and kicked him on his old wound. Chu Qiurong immediately jumped back as if he had been electrocuted, and kept inhaling.
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