Chapter 159 Update
“Oh my God!”
The deputy leader of Lingfeng Sect stepped forward and said calmly, "I wonder who this cultivator in the iron armor is. Can you come out and see him?"
The Iron-Armored Man had neither a heartbeat nor any breath, and the people from the Lingfeng Sect had no idea what was going on. Ning Mingmei said: "This thing is called Mecha Gundam. It is not a cultivator's weapon, but my own magic weapon."
After saying that, he waved to Old Seventeen, who was lying on his back and driving the mecha, to stick his head out.
"Magic weapon..." Everyone was sweating as they looked at the iron-armored figure that stood like a pillar to the sky.
“Isn’t your Qingji Sect a sect of sword cultivators?” an elder from the Lingfeng faction shouted.
Ning Mingmei: "Swords are made of iron, and mechas are also made of iron. Sword cultivators can fly with swords, and they can also fly with mechas. Sword cultivators and swords are one, and sword cultivators and mechas are also one. This shows that they are of the same kind."
How come controlling a Gundam isn't considered swordsmanship?
The elders of Lingfeng Sect were speechless for a moment. Amid the screams of the disciples, they watched Ning Mingmei stand on Gundam's palm and command Old Seventeen to drive the armor to the helipad.
The Gundam was parked next to the birthday party, becoming a local wonder. The disciples who were originally celebrating the birthday went to watch, but Ning Mingmei said to the head of Lingfeng Sect: "Head Ling, I parked the Gundam here, you won't be angry, will you?"
"Not angry? Not bad. I see that the disciples of Lingfeng Sect really like my Gundam, and it's just convenient for them to watch it. Today they can attend the birthday banquet of the leader, and they can also run out of the birthday banquet to admire the Gundam. It's a double happiness, it's really a win-win situation!"
What is a win-win situation? Does it mean that all the younger generations attending the birthday party go to watch Gundam?
And this mecha...
Disciple: "Master, this mecha is holding a banner in its hand."
Looking closely, it said "Warmly welcome the elders of Qingji Sect to visit our sect for investigation."
It is red with gold sprinkled on it, creating a festive and generous look.
There are two flower baskets standing next to it.
Lingfeng Sect’s elder: …Why is Qingji Sect suddenly so careless in doing things? What can we do? We can't just go up and tear down the banner.
No one doesn't like new things. Ning Mingmei took the high seat leisurely amidst the support of his disciples. On the other side, Jiang Yourong and Lao Shiqi were maintaining order.
Jiang Yourong: "Don't worry, don't worry. Everyone should leave after taking the photo and sending the Feisi Book. We guarantee that everyone can see it... What? You don't have a Feisi Book? You don't have such a useful online communication platform that allows you to share your feelings instantly and across the world? Here, you can not only share your daily life, but also track the latest news on events and celebrity trends. You don't have such a portable platform to see the world?"
This little girl's advertising slogan is really cool.
Jiang Yourong demonstrated the uses of Feisi Book in front of everyone. Old Seventeen said, "I'm the administrator. I'm here to see that based on local sect laws and regulations, this service is prohibited. So it turns out that your sect doesn't have access to the Feisi Book network?"
It's Duan Ying's turn. The girl was silent for a while, then said with difficulty: "What should I do now?"
Everyone was extremely anxious. Jiang Yourong patted her head as if she had suddenly realized something and said, "Don't worry, we have just launched a new Polaroid photo stone, which is a classic photo that records the wonderful moments of your life. I happen to have fifty of them with me, and they are limited to 300 people. Taking photos is free!"
Old Seventeen said, "Come on, come on, if you want to take a photo, line up here!"
Taking photos is free, but the pictures are not free. Each photo requires several large Bailing stones. To purchase a wooden hardcover photo frame, you will need another thousand spirit stones.
Duan Ying, who was silently handing over the Polaroid photo stone, said: …
It’s been eight years, but I still can’t get used to Piaomiao Peak’s habit of having advertisements of all sizes everywhere.
The new instruments are novel; the photo stones and instantly available photos are even more novel. The disciples who wanted to take photos formed a long queue in an instant. The elders of Lingfeng Sect were furious, and then they found out...
Their guests from first-rate sects were also eager to try.
"Polaroid? That's great. What good stuff has Piao Miao Peak come up with this time?"
"Is this the 'sword' that Piao Miao Peak and Qiu Shi Sect were making a few days ago?"
“…They are all evil things!” Elder Yang said with a sullen face, standing on the side.
"Elder Yang, you are wrong." The one who refuted him was actually an elder of the Yinbing Pavilion who was very senior. "What do you mean by evil? It can make life easier for the monks. I think this invention is great!"
Not to mention the other APPs that Yinbingge has developed under the leadership of Ning Mingmei over the years. The Feisi Book alone brings a huge amount of income to Yinbing Pavilion every year!
"Elder Yang," Duan Ying said, "The body of this mecha was forged by Qiushi Sect; the energy was extracted from Minghua Valley; the weapons were cast by Qingji Sect; the design was done by Yanyun Tower; the system was written by Yinbing Pavilion; the algorithm was calculated by Baopu Temple. Elder Yang, are you trying to say that what Wuchang has worked so hard to create is evil?"
Of course Elder Yang couldn't say that.
What is evil? What is the right way? Can what we Wuchang do be called evil?
It turns out that the traitors are the Wuchang people. That’s all right. It turned out that I was the traitor and the clown was from the Lingfeng faction.
It was a wonderful birthday banquet, but it was the Qingji Sect that stole the show. When there was only one hour left before the banquet, the elder of Lingfeng Sect said, "Forget it. Qingji Sect can only stay here for seven days at most. I don't think they can cause any trouble."
The disciple who reported the news came in from outside: "Elder, I heard that the disciples of Lingfeng Sect have started to form groups to buy Coke and Sprite."
The elders: …
"Elder, we have no intention of joining the Qingji Sect. We just want to experience...their way of life."
"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles, elder! Elder, please don't send me to confinement, elder!"
…
"In just half a day, the entire Lingfeng sect has become so chaotic." Lian Xiao complained repeatedly.
The maid next to her said, "Miss, Master Xuan has woken up, but he just hugged his legs, kept crying out in pain and cursing. In order to appease him, Madam said that she would definitely catch the peddler back."
Lian Xiao said: "Why are you mentioning a useless person... Did I hear the voice of Brother Han just now?"
The maid said, "Monk Han went to Master Chengyue's room. Miss, do you want to go and take a look?"
Hearing this, a hint of shyness appeared on the girl's cheeks. She adjusted her hairpins in front of the mirror, lifted the hem of her skirt, and hurried to Lian Chengyue's room.
The handsome young man could hear everything that happened in the rooms of the Lian family. He dealt with Han Yan verbally, but was thinking about other things in his mind.
"The Lian family is a bunch of idiots. When I think of such a group of people sitting on such a family fortune, I feel very upset. But it doesn't matter, these things will be of use to me sooner or later."
"Chengyue, is your injury feeling better?" Han Yan asked.
"Thank you for your concern, Brother Han. My injury has healed a lot. In a few days, I will be able to move around safely." Lian Chengyue said, "I was able to recover so quickly this time because of the medicine given by the Sect Master. Please ask Brother Han to thank the Sect Master for me."
As a young man who grew up in the market, Lian Chengyue expressed his gratitude but refused to make any promises. He was well aware of the methods used by these sanctimonious old Taoists. He doesn't need such a good ointment for such a minor injury. If a leader is too attentive to you for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief.
As expected, Han Yan got to the point: "Chengyue, there's no need to be polite. Master also values talent. I heard that Chengyue has already had a preliminary test of her spiritual roots at home? I wonder what kind of spiritual roots Chengyue has?"
Lian Chengyue said: "It's just a preliminary test. It's a fire-induced wind spiritual root."
The levels of spiritual roots are divided from low to high into miscellaneous spiritual roots, low-grade spiritual roots, medium-grade spiritual roots, high-grade spiritual roots, earth spiritual roots and heavenly spiritual roots. Hearing that Lian Chengyue had a mutant spiritual root, Han Yan's eyes flashed with envy: "Single mutant spiritual roots are rare. Most single mutant spiritual roots are at least top-grade spiritual roots. What's more, Chengyue is only fourteen years old, and is only one step away from building a foundation... Is Chengyue interested in sword cultivation?"
Lian Chengyue looked at him, pretending to be completely unaware, and was already very impatient.
"To be honest, my master has had a problem for a long time. He traveled all over the world, just to find a disciple to inherit his legacy, but unfortunately he has never found a suitable person." Han Yan said slowly, "He saw you a few days ago and felt that he got along very well..."
Get along? It's better to say that this child is talented and young and easy to deceive.
Lian Chengyue stared at Han Yan, thinking of a way to turn the situation around. He knew that Elder Yang and Lian's parents had held several secret talks in the past few days to jointly discuss Lian Chengyue's admission.
Elder Yang said that now the Lian family is better than the rest, but not as good as the best. Even though Lian Chengyue was a genius, after entering a sect like the Qingji Sect, he only started out as an ordinary disciple. It remains to be seen whether he can become the sect's top leader in the future. The Lingfeng sect is now very optimistic about Lian Chengyue, and with the relationship chain with Elder Yang and others, it is not impossible for him to become the head of the sect, let alone an elder, in the future.
Besides, Lian Chengyue is not a member of the Lian family after all. What should we do if we let him go far away, lose control, let him become wild, and become estranged from the Lian family? The Lingfeng faction has relatives from the Lian family who can ensure that this won’t happen.
The first two concerns were raised. The Lian family's parents were moved in their hearts, but did not show it on their faces. Elder Yang then added another sentence with profound meaning.
——The Lingfeng Sect has many more techniques than they imagined. The unique skills of Lingfeng Sect are unknown to other sects in the world.
Lian's parents did not make any explicit promise. But Lian Chengyue knew that they were already interested and were just waiting for Lingfeng Sect to offer a higher price.
Han Yan's arrival today is evidence that the Lingfeng faction is further stepping up its efforts. The leader's last disciple is the Lingfeng sect's new bait. Lian Chengyue saw Lian's father's housekeeper let him in, and a smug smile appeared on her face.
This condition is considered generous for ordinary people. But when Lian Chengyue looked at Han Yan at this moment, he had a smile on his face, but he felt sarcasm and disgust in his heart.
——But a second-rate Lingfeng Sect also wants him to devote himself to them?
——They are just a bunch of idiots from the Lian family. How dare they dream of using him as a bargaining chip?
But Lian Chengyue knew that to the Lian family, he was currently just a commodity that could be traded at a high price and needed to be closely monitored. There was no way he could escape their plan now.
Unless... he can think of a way to make this go wrong.
The sword immortal he saw in Xiangyang City that day flashed through his mind.
What exactly does Ning Mingmei mean to him?
Han Yan coughed a few more times as he spoke. In response to Lian Chengyue's question, he said, "It's just an old problem. It's okay. It will get better after autumn."
Before Lian Chengyue could say anything, she heard Shi Ruzhuo in her mind laugh strangely.
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