Chapter 77 That’s the Qingji Sect!
The talisman practitioners from Yinbing Pavilion, who were so excited just now, suddenly fell silent.
Mawei Fuxiu: "Three, three days...?"
Ning Mingmei: "Oh, three days."
Two Fu Xiu: ...
The two talisman cultivators were dejected, and Ning Mingmei rarely beat them when they were down. He looked at the sky and said, "It's morning. Is there a quiet place where we can sit down?"
The hair-bun Fu Xiu said, "Are you tired, Immortal Venerable? The Ciyou Manor where we are going to work is just ahead, why not take a rest there."
Ning Mingmei nodded: "Very good."
Mawei Fu Xiuze asked, "Wait, which sect are you from?"
In response to his question, Ning Mingmei, who was walking in front, only gave one reply: "Time is running out. Let's talk later."
Ponytail Fu Xiu:?
Where does the running out of time come from?
The Ciyu Village where Lian Chengyue once lived is in a small town in the south of Liuyue Lake. Besides him, there were dozens of other orphans. However, when Ning Mingmei approached this place, he found that it was very quiet inside.
It was so quiet as if no one was there.
The gate of the Salesian Village was also open. The hair-bun Fu Xiu went in first and shouted, "Is there anyone here?"
"No?"
There was no one in the yard of Ciyu Village.
The hair-bun cultivator was going back and forth looking for someone, and only then did the ponytail cultivator react and began to be wary of Ning Mingmei's every move. He saw the mysterious monk find a place to sit down in the yard and take out a mirror.
"The hour has come," he heard the man mutter to himself.
Ponytail Fu Xiu:?
A chill suddenly surged into his heart, and this premonition was very scary. The horsetail talisman cultivator immediately pulled out a talisman paper and prepared for battle.
Then he saw Ning Mingmei injecting magic power into the mirror, and a mirror flower and water moon appeared before his eyes.
Half of the mountains are covered with snow.
The other half was in the carriage.
"I don't think Master will come today."
"Let's each give a brief report and just get away with it."
"Okay, okay. Let's finish early and go back early. I'll take this opportunity to go back to the pine forest and catch up on some sleep—"
"I want to go to the outer sect to take a look. I heard that recently the outer sect elder brought back a very beautiful little outer sect sister, who was wearing a purple skirt. Some people say that she is more beautiful than Ye Xuefei."
"Wait a minute." Finally, there were a few anxious voices, especially Wen Siheng and Lin Heting, "How is the master now? Does anyone know?"
Someone else asked, “Are you still alive?”
But what was surprising was that Bai Bugui was also among the anxious crowd.
"I was just thinking about whether Master could hold the group meeting... Master must be alive."
"I guess he's with Sect Leader Qi."
"With Sect Leader Qi here, Master will definitely be fine. And isn't Master's life lamp in the sect also shining brightly and strongly?"
"That's good……"
"I guess Master will definitely not hold a group meeting today. Do we still need to talk?"
"Hey, hey, we are all fellow disciples and brothers. We are all family. Let's not be so pretentious."
"This...is not good..."
"How about this, Senior Brother, we will summarize all the slides for you. With a summary slide, it will be considered as the end of our group meeting, how about that? Anyway, Master can't check everyone one by one next week."
"That's right."
The disciples kept talking to him, and Wen Siheng, as the good-natured senior brother, was obviously overwhelmed.
Even Bai Bugui who was standing next to him didn't say a word.
During this period, Bai Bugui got up earlier than the chickens and slept later than the ghosts. When he received assassination training in the Demon Fox Clan, the training intensity was not this high.
There was no way out. The visa expiration date was imminent, and I didn't have even one item on hand that could be included in the assessment results. Bai Bugui had to help out everywhere, using his diligence and humility to gain a chance to renew his visa.
That's it. The Xuezhu that Ning Mingmei brought back was still trying hard to roll him up.
Bai Bugui really didn't understand how he had offended Xue Zhu. Xuezhu kept asking questions to the eighth senior brother while ostracizing him everywhere. Soon, not only was Bai Bugui's reputation suppressed, but all visible academic work was snatched away by Xue Zhu.
Bai Bugui couldn't find a reason - after thinking about it, he could only come to one conclusion: Xue Zhu was brought back by Ning Mingmei and was not a formal disciple of Piaomiao Peak. Therefore, although he and Xuezhu came from different places, they had the same destination - for example, they both needed a visa to stay on Piaomiao Peak.
To this end, he made some special attempts on Xuezhu. As he expected, he got a positive result from Xuezhu.
——Xue Zhu also believed that only one of him and Bai Bugui could stay on Piao Miao Peak.
Bai Bugui’s heart suddenly tightened. Soon, he deduced a reasonable conclusion.
Xuezhu, like him, needs a special talent visa to stay in Qingji Sect. The Qingji Sect advocates fairness, and visa issuance is rationed according to the needs of each peak. Piaomiao Peak has a sparse population and low contribution, so there is only one quota per year.
And it was obvious that Xuezhu knew this earlier than him.
Although Bai Bugui has decades of work experience in Piaomiao Peak, according to the law of layoffs in large companies, the people they like to optimize are often programmers over 35 years old. Although Bai Bugui is not considered a programmer, he is also a swordsman with thirty-five years of work experience. He wasn't sure whether he was old and ugly in Ning Mingmei's eyes. However, it is not uncommon for old employees to have salaries higher than those of new employees. In many companies, bosses would rather offer high salaries to new employees than give raises to old employees.
Bai Bugui is the old swordsman who is over 35 years old and is about to be sent to the world of immortal cultivation.
Therefore, Bai Bugui was very busy during this period. Help the eldest brother during the day and the ninth brother at night. There are five project teams in Piaomiao Peak, and he can be seen busy in all five project teams. When he was done, he looked back.
"Senior sister from Qingxue Peak, please come this way. You should be very good at distinguishing the catalogs of these classics, right?"
"Brother from Qiansheng Peak, I don't know how to do this, can you teach us?"
Bai Bugui looked at Xuezhu who was getting along well with the free laborers from other peaks: ...
wipe! How come this person also has talent for external relations!
Fortunately, Bai Bugui has one advantage over Xuezhu, that is, he can attend the weekly group meetings - Xuezhu, as an outsourced disciple, of course cannot. Therefore, he actively spoke at the weekly team meetings, trying his best to show Ning Mingmei his irreplaceable core competitiveness as a veteran employee.
Although occasionally, Bai Bugui, with his hand raised, would be dazed for a moment.
Who am I, where am I, and what am I doing?
Am I not undercover? Why am I raising my hand here to ask a question?
However, Ning Mingmei did not show up today, and Bai Bugui no longer questioned himself. He stood lazily at the edge of the crowd, waiting for the meeting to end.
Lin Heting was a little overwhelmed, and he said to Wen Siheng: "Big Brother, how about we just..."
"cough."
A faint cough echoed throughout the Caixue Palace on Piaomiao Peak.
Everyone: ...
ah.
Ahhhh.
Ahhhhhhh! !
Why did their master come to attend the group meeting today!
What’s this? The head can be cut off and blood can be shed, but the group meeting cannot be lost?
“Master!” Eleven and the others in the carriage were the first to speak with emotion, “You are still alive!”
"How is Master now?"
Seeing this, all the disciples reacted and expressed their most sincere blessings to Ning Mingmei. Bai Bugui, in particular, was very nervous about his recent poor performance and was extremely attentive.
"When did the Master come?"
"Oh, we thought Master was seriously injured, and we were planning to spend the rest of the time discussing what kind of gift we should buy for Master!"
"How is your health, Master? What happened to you? How does it feel to go on an adventure with Master Qi?"
Ning Mingmei said to the system: "Everyone has ulterior motives."
System: "What's wrong? I think they really care about you."
Ning Mingmei: "They were hoping to use the time they spent showing concern for me to shorten their own reporting time. If you dare to play tricks in front of me, none of you will be able to escape today."
system:……
What gave Ning Mingmei such a vicious and cold heart, regarding caring for others as a wolfish ambition? !
Ning Mingmei: "Ahem."
A slight cough sent a chill down everyone's spine, and they dared not speak again. Ning Mingmei said: "I am really touched by your concern and care. It seems that you not only regard me as an academic mentor, but also as a mentor in life. As for me, at present, I only know about your academic trends..."
The disciples of Piaomiao Peak shuddered collectively.
Ning Mingmei: "Therefore, I have decided to help you more and more attentively in your future development, from academics to life, from grades to moral education, from thoughts to life, you must achieve unity of knowledge and action. From what you said just now, I can see that you disciples are very concerned about the health of my master. Unfortunately, I have been away for a month, and I don’t know much about the daily movements of the disciples in the peak and your living conditions. This makes me very uneasy... If there is a disciple who can report to me every day so that I can care about you better, it would be better."
All the disciples were trembling, only Bai Bugui seemed to have discovered something.
! !
Is the ability that Ning Mingmei talked about an irreplaceable competitive advantage?
Ning Mingmei said, "Alright. I won't say more. From now on, keep track of the time and everyone reports. It just so happens that I have made some new progress."
…
Ning Mingmei's group meeting was very lively. Over there, Fu Xiu with a bun on his head also came back from the backyard of Ciyu Village.
"…It turns out that a few days ago, the owner and deputy owner of Ciyu Manor died in an accident. The people in the town saw that the children were starving and pitiful, so they took them back temporarily, and when the court sends people over again, they will send the children back here." Fu Xiu with a bun said, "What should we do? The buyer is dead. Although the death is quite strange, it is not included in our requirements. Otherwise, let's close the deal and go back to report to the Pavilion Master?"
He saw the horsetail Fu Xiu standing in a corner of the yard, looking as if he was facing a great enemy. He frowned and shouted, "Stay here..."
"Shh!"
The horse-tailed Fu Xiu flew over and covered his mouth.
Hair Bun Fu Xiu:? ?
"Keep your voice down, do you know who they are?!"
The hair-bun Fu Xiu was stunned, his muscles were already stiff: "Could it be, Tiantiantian, Tianyan Sect's people?"
The name of the Demon Cult is known to everyone in the world.
As the cultivator with the talisman in his hair bun spoke, he was about to pull out the talisman. Mawei Fu Xiu immediately said, "No, it's not from the demon world. It's from a famous and righteous sect, the Qingji Sect!"
Hair Bun Fu Xiu: ...
"Just stand there, what's there to be nervous about? It's from the Qingji Sect. I thought it was from Minghua Valley." Fu Xiu, who had a bun on his head, breathed a sigh of relief. "The Qingji Sect is the top two in the world, and they are not on the same track as us who are the top three in the world. Why are you so terrified? ... Wait, the Qingji Sect?"
They are the top two immortal sects in the world!
Although the paths of cultivation are different, the names of the top two immortal sects in the world are always engraved in the hearts of every cultivator. The hair-bun talisman cultivator suddenly remembered something and was delighted: "When we made the bet before, that immortal said that he wanted to invite us to their sect to practice for a period of time?"
Ponytail Fu Xiu: "Hmm..."
Why does it feel like Mawei Fu Xiu’s mood isn’t as high as before? But the hair-bun Fu Xiu's mood became high: "In other words, we are going to Qingji Sect to exchange?!"
That’s the Qingji Sect!
The best sword master in the world, that’s a sword! Which monk’s favorite thing in childhood wasn’t the sword? Which cultivator had not heard of the reputation of the top two sects in the world when he was a child?
The hair bun Fu Xiu became happy after a while. I originally thought that I would go to some unknown small sect to work illegally, but I didn't expect that I would be able to go to the upright Qingji Sect.
But when he looked at Mawei Fu Xiu, he found that the man was looking at him with a strange expression.
Very strange.
Fu Xiu with a bun: "What do you mean by that expression? It's like you think I'm stupid."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
