The spring is bright, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
Yan Feiyue closed her eyes, stretched out under the quilt, and found that the bed beside her was empty, and there were voices outside. She put on a nightgown, put on slippers, and ran to Check out the window.
"You finally woke up!" The one who spoke was Longxin, who was also dressed like Yan Feiyue and was lying by the window.
Yan Feiyue nodded. Seeing that the windows of the children's house were still closed, she pointed at the three grown men in the courtyard and asked, "What are they doing?"
"They have come back from the outside and bought some monster meat, spiritual vegetables, and spiritual fruits. They were assigning tasks just now, and now they have discussed it. Guan Yu will clean up the front yard, Shen Tu will clean up the backyard, and Wei Sheng will give it to Let's make a delicious meal." Longxin said.
"Wow~~~, what a treat!" Yan Feiyue's mouth watered just thinking about it.
"Creak-" With a sound, Tong Yi's door opened, and she was heard mercilessly criticizing:
"It's better to work when you're full! You two hurry up and clean up. There are still things to do today."
Front yard, dining room. Yan Feiyue, Longxin, and Tong Yi came over after finishing their packing, and the food was just about to be served.
"The three of us went out this morning. Many businesses were not open yet. After dinner, the streets outside were almost lively." Wei Sheng Suwen said.
After Shentu stuffed himself with roasted chicken legs, he said, "Guan Yu, please tell me your plan!"
Hearing this, Yan Feiyue, Tong Yi, and Longxin all put down their chopsticks and looked at Qi Guanyu.
"After dinner, we divided into two teams and went out to inquire about news. The first team consisted of A Yue, Tong Tong, and Xin Xin, who mainly inquired about the sect's recruitment of disciples; the second team consisted of me, Wei Sheng, and Shen Tu. , mainly asking about the whereabouts of the third uncle and the third aunt, and by the way, also asking if any other monks have disappeared inexplicably over the years." Qi Guanyu arranged.
"Okay, come back in the evening, we will summarize the news and then arrange the next step." Wei Sheng agreed.
"Then let's eat first!" Tong Yi greeted everyone.
After the meal, everyone made some modifications, just to make the appearance of the six people less dazzling, which also added an extra touch of friendliness.
Yan Feiyue is wearing a light green cassock with a dagger named Xiangzhi at the waist; Tong Yi is wearing a light yellow cassock with a slender soft sword hidden at the waist; Longxin is wearing a light pink cassock with a dagger called Xiangzhi at the waist. Holding a red soft whip. At first glance, he looked like a proud man who had just come from the inner continent to join the sect.
Qi Guanyu, Weisheng Suwen, and Shen Tuqi are all wearing white robes. In fact, the male cultivators on Zhongda Road are either all in white or black all their lives. They had better not be too high-profile when they first came up, and each had their swords in hand. , and set off.
The two teams parted ways at the entrance of the Qi Family Courtyard. Yan Feiyue, Tong Yi, and Longxin walked to the teahouse and shop block to the north; Qi Guanyu, Wei Sheng Suwen, and Shen Tuqi headed to the inn and residential block to the south.
"This street is quite lively. Let's take a stroll first and see what's going on." Tong Yi looked at the people on the street.
"Okay, there are indeed a lot of people." Yan Feiyue nodded. She just saw a few monks who came down from the same boat with them and entered the weapon refining shop.
"Tongtong, Ayue, look at the team of monks in front of them who are uniformly dressed. Are they from the sect?" Longxin saw these people leaving the weapon refining shop and turning into the teahouse next door.
"Let's go! Let's go have a cup of tea too." Tong Yi followed closely into the teahouse.
There were eight people in the team, and they were divided into two tables and sat by the window. Yan Feiyue and three others came in and sat next to each other, also by the window.
"Senior sister, this mission has been completed. When will we return to the sect? The people in Dongcheng are too mixed!" A female cultivator with auspicious clouds tattooed on her sleeves said with some disgust.
"Don't worry, little junior sister. A group of people have come up recently, and they must have brought a lot of treasures. We can go shopping in various shops before returning to the sect." The speaker was also a female cultivator with auspicious cloud patterns on her sleeves.
"We will go back today. Most of the monks who came here this time are going to various sects to give gifts and visit. In more than twenty years, the sect's recruitment meeting will be held. When we arrive at the sect, we will be able to catch up with the lively scene of gift-giving. "The one who spoke was the only female cultivator with an auspicious cloud pattern embroidered on her neckline. She looked dignified and had a calm expression.
The clothes of the others are all white, and there is no embroidery on them. It can be seen that among this group of people, only the three people who spoke have the highest status, and they have the highest status because of the embroidered patterns on their collars.
"Just listen to Senior Sister. If you say that, isn't it time for a bumper harvest in Tanzhongmen?" The female cultivator, who had been impatient before, suddenly changed her expression from gloomy to sunny.
The three words "Tan Zhongmen" made Yan Feiyue, Tong Yi, and Longxin look at each other in a tacit understanding, and then they all lowered their heads to drink tea in silence, waiting for the people at the two tables next to them to leave.
Longxin raised his head and let out a long sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived, they met the monks from Tanzhongmen. It was true that enemies never get together.
The main reason is that the head of Tanzhong Sect is not a good person. Listening to the disdain and joking that could not be revealed in the conversation just now, you know that there is no good atmosphere in the sect!
"Let's go! Let's go to the weapon-refining shop next door-" Tong Yi put down her teacup, got up first, and walked to the counter at the door to pay.
"A few cultivators, a pot of seventh-level spiritual tea and ten high-quality spiritual stones." The shopkeeper is an eighth-level golden elixir cultivator.
Yan Feiyue watched Tong Yi hand the shopkeeper eleven high-grade spiritual stones and then said:
"Shopkeeper, we would like to inquire about the sect's recruitment of disciples. I wonder if you have any recommendations——"
The shopkeeper rejected the extra high-grade spirit stone, as if he already knew what the three of them were going to ask, and said:
"A few cultivators have asked the right people. The shops on this street are either opened by the sect or the elders of the sect. Our teahouse is opened by Fulinmen, the second-ranked first-class sect. These practitioners are obviously very talented at first glance, why don't we sit down in the private room upstairs and talk slowly?"
"Okay!" Longxin pretended to be naive and interrupted at the right time.
The three of them followed the shopkeeper to the private room on the second floor. The waiter gave each of them a cup of seventh-level spiritual tea and then stepped back. Seeing that Yan Feiyue and the others did not drink, the shopkeeper smiled knowingly and took a sip. Later:
"To be honest with the cultivators, the admissions conference is held once every fifty years, and it is the one with the most comprehensive admissions programs and the largest number of people admitted.
There are three levels of sect disciples: outer disciples, inner disciples, and direct disciples.
Most of the outer disciples do chores, such as cleaning, planting spiritual grass, and breeding spiritual beasts. The sect will distribute spiritual stones and cultivation resources according to the handyman tasks that the monks receive every month.
When the outer sect disciples reach a certain level of cultivation, they have two ways to go. The first is like me, helping the sect take care of some external properties and being a steward; the other is to enter the inner sect and become an inner sect. The disciple continues to practice, but he can only become a disciple of the outer sect at first, which means that his qualifications are limited. Even if he enters the inner sect, the progress of his cultivation will be limited. Therefore, most of the outer disciples made the same choice as me.
Most of the inner disciples have good qualifications or are good at one skill or technique. The sect has a special school for these monks. If you have good spiritual roots, you can specialize in one practice; if you have good skills and talents, you can study more techniques, and there will be teachers to teach you. Even if inner disciples do not take on sect tasks every month, they will still have a fixed monthly amount to receive.
Another advantage of inner disciples is that they can come into contact with powerful monks. If you have outstanding talents in any aspect and are favored by the powerful teacher who teaches you, you may have a chance of being accepted as a direct disciple, but this possibility is very slim. .
The third type is direct disciples. This type of monks can be described as the favored sons of heaven and the darlings of heaven. Most of them have single spiritual roots or dual spiritual roots with outstanding talents and skills. This kind of monk is not only the object of competition among the major sects, but even the heads and elders of the sect have to fight for several rounds before they are willing to give up. "
The shopkeeper's mouth went dry as he spoke. After taking a sip of the spiritual tea, he continued:
"There are still twenty-four years until the admissions meeting that takes place every fifty years. If you want to enter the sect now, only those who are exceptionally talented and can be spotted by the head and elders will be accepted as direct disciples as an exception - —”
Yan Feiyue and others looked at each other and understood that it turned out that Guan Yu's idea was to pass on the disciples personally.
"Thank you, shopkeeper, for clearing up the confusion——" Tong Yi said.
"Although I don't know the situation of several cultivators, I see that they are all extraordinary people, so I can go to Fulinmen to give it a try. This is my jade token, which can be regarded as providing convenience to these cultivators. If I can successfully enter the sect in the future, the office will also record my contribution." The shopkeeper took out a palm-sized jade plaque and handed it to Tong Yi.
Tong Yi looked at the word "Zhang" on the jade plaque and said politely: "Thank you so much, shopkeeper Zhang -"
Fulinmen had finally investigated clearly, and they were going to go to the weapon-refining shop at Tanzhongmen next door to check out the situation.
, before leaving the private room, I heard the shopkeeper say again:
"A few cultivators may wish to visit a few more shops to find out more. Next door is Tanzhongmen's weapon refining shop; further ahead is Wanzemen's Spiritual Beast Shop, and at the end of this street is Chunnongmen's elixir shop. The four of us belong to the four first-class sects, so it never hurts to learn more about them."
"Thank you, shopkeeper, for the tip -" Tong Yi, Yan Feiyue and Longxin said.
After walking out of the teahouse, the three of them did not rush to the weapon refining shop at Tan Zhongmen next door, but continued walking forward.
"Isn't this teahouse owner who belongs to Fulinmen a little too generous?" Yan Feiyue looked confused.
"It's true that he was a little too generous. He handed us jade tokens, as if he was deliberately recruiting us, and he wasn't afraid that we would inquire about other sects. It was like he was pushing us out." Tong Yi expressed her feelings.
"Then where should we go next?" Loongxin asked.
"First go to the elixir shop at Chunnong Gate, then go to the spirit beast shop at Wanze Gate, and finally go to the weapon refining shop at Tanzhong Gate." Tong Yi said.
"Then let's go!" Yan Feiyue said yes.
