Tang Yue didn't care at all about spiritual ascension or not.
It's just a seventh-grade spiritual weapon.
Her system space was already filled with imperial products, and she really couldn't be interested in the little seventh-level ones.
But the star and moon pattern just carved on the tail of this hairpin is really nice.
I didn’t learn sculpture for a year in vain.
The tuition fees back then cost me tens of thousands.
Tang Yue became more and more proud as he watched, and couldn't help but praise himself silently in his heart.
It was also decided that all affiliated forces of Xingyue Sect would use this hairpin as a token in the future.
"This hairpin is a token of our Xingyue Sect's affiliated forces. Please take it." Tang Yue waved his hand, and the hairpin came to Jiang Huai.
Jiang Huai's hands trembled with excitement, as if he had Parkinson's disease.
"Many, thank you very much, sect master. I will do my best to serve the Xingyue Sect, no matter how hard it is."
Seventh grade high level.
Should he insert the hairpin from left to right later, or from right to left?
Also, would it be unsafe to put it in a bun?
What if I get dumped?
The hair must be tied tightly in the future.
You should also brush it frequently to ensure that the hairpin is in place.
Tang Yue smiled, turned his wrist again, and then waved lightly.
A seventh-grade mid-level treasured garment and a seventh-grade mid-level golden silk nine-ring knife appeared in front of Jiang Huai.
"Zong, sect leader, this, is this also for villains?" Jiang Huai asked stammering.
Tang Yue nodded: "Since you are already affiliated with our Xingyue Sect, you shouldn't be so shabby and make people laugh if you tell me about it."
"Thank you, Sect Master." Jiang Huai hugged him and smiled like a fool.
Others' eyes turned red with envy.
This old man Jiang is really lucky.
From then on, Yong'an City became the domain of the Jiang family.
In addition to the Zhao family, several major families, as well as people from the City Lord's Mansion, are all thinking about how to curry favor with the Jiang family in the future.
Everyone in the Zhao family felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
In the past few years, they relied on Zhao Wuwei to join the Piaomiao Sect and continued to suppress other families, especially the Jiang family.
The head of their family is an old man in his eighties, and he wants to take the thirteen-year-old girl Jiang as his concubine. If he doesn't agree, he will destroy his whole family.
Even more than a dozen members of the Jiang family were killed because of a low-grade spiritual stone mine in the east of the city.
Among them was Miss Jiang’s uncle.
This is a deadly feud, how to solve it?
How about they kidnap the old man and his children and grandchildren to the Jiang family to apologize?
These side tribesmen and guest officials should be able to survive if they commit crimes and perform meritorious services, right?
Elder Xu's phantom eyes became even redder.
Like Cyclops.
One seventh-grade high-level, two seventh-grade mid-level...
As the elder of Wan Jianfeng of the Piaomiao Sect and one of the ten elders, he has a noble status and is respected by thousands of people.
In the end, he was not as good as the head of a small affiliated family of Xingyue Sect.
He only has a seventh-grade mid-level long sword.
In addition to this seventh-grade mid-level weapon, the most powerful one is the sixth-grade high-level Shui Hantian. However, it was criticized as being unsatisfactory when used as a gift.
Look at Old Man Jiang again.
He is only a third-grade root bone, and his cultivation is only at the first level of the Sea Gathering Realm.
He can kill a piece with one finger.
The results of it?
He is much poorer than others.
At this moment, Elder Xu had another thought in his mind that he might become an affiliated force of Xingyue Sect.
But it's not over yet.
Tang Yue took out another talisman and waved it to Jiang Huai: "There are ten strikes in it, which can protect your life in times of crisis."
"Thank you, Sect Master." Jiang Huai's grin reached to his ears.
Elder Xu's shadow suddenly widened his eyes again.
Ten hits...
Generally, this kind of life-saving talisman seal has one strike, and a maximum of three strikes.
This is the first time I've seen Ten Strikes.
The leader of Xingyue Sect is indeed extraordinary.
"Elder Xu, I have something to trouble you with." Tang Yue looked at Elder Xu's shadow again and said with a smile.
"My lord, please give me your instructions." Elder Xu's shadow immediately said with his hands in hand.
Tang Yue smiled and waved his hand: "Instructions don't count."
"Our Xingyue Sect was established just yesterday. We want to recruit some disciples to strengthen the sect."
"It's just that I'm new here and I'm not familiar with the place."
"That's why I want to ask Elder Xu for help."
"I won't let you help in vain." Tang Yue used her wrist again, and a small silver mirror appeared in her hand.
Then he waved his hand and pushed him in front of Elder Xu.
"This is the green flame mirror, a ninth-grade high-level spiritual weapon." Tang Yue said: "If the green flame mirror is activated, the soul of the person it shines on will suffer from the burning pain of the green flame."
"It can range from serious injuries to serious injuries, and it can go crazy and cause death by explosion."
"It's just that with your current level of cultivation, it's a little difficult to control it. You can only use it once a month at most."
Elder Xu's phantom eyes suddenly stared like bells.
Ninth grade...high level...
Their sect leader only had a ninth-grade low-level spear in his hand.
"Don't worry, sir, I will definitely accomplish this." Elder Xu took it with trembling hands, wishing he could hold it and kiss it.
He was more excited than a gangster who had been a virgin for ten years and suddenly saw a naked beauty.
"I wonder what your recruitment standards are..." Elder Xu Xuying tried hard to calm down the excitement in his heart and asked.
Tang Yue popped up a piece of paper and floated it in front of Elder Xu's shadow.
Elder Xu swallowed his saliva.
Is even a random piece of paper writing on a seventh-grade low-level article?
So inhumane?
Suppressing the shock in his heart, Elder Xu looked carefully.
But the more I looked at it, the more frightened I became.
Outer sect servant disciple: Seventh grade spiritual root.
Ordinary disciples of the outer sect: eighth grade spiritual roots.
Outer sect elite disciple: Ninth grade spiritual root.
Ordinary disciple of the inner sect: Huang Pinlinggen.
Elite disciple of the inner sect: Xuanpin spiritual root.
Personal disciple of the inner sect elder: Dipin Linggen.
The chief disciple of the sect leader: Heavenly Grade Spiritual Root, Imperial Grade Spiritual Root.
Elder Xu's hands holding the recruitment criteria began to tremble uncontrollably.
The holy son of their Piaomiao Sect can only be an elite disciple of the outer sect.
However, he seems to be good enough for an ordinary outer sect disciple.
What an unexpected surprise.
"Sir, I can help you find a few disciples from the outer sect, but those from the inner sect are very difficult." Elder Xu pursed his lips and said with some anxiety.
Then he returned the Qing Yan Mirror's hands and said, "I don't dare to live up to my lord's expectations."
"There's no reason to take back what this sect leader has given away." Tang Yue said displeasedly: "If you don't like it, just throw it away. It's only ninth grade."
"It's not that I'm not happy, but I'm ashamed of it. Since the Lord said so, I accept it with shame." Elder Xu said hurriedly.
"The outer disciples will definitely be found for you. As for the inner disciples, I can only say that I will do my best."
"If I can't find it, please don't be surprised."
"Okay." Tang Yue nodded.
"I wonder where your sect is? Once I find a suitable candidate, I will send him there in person." Elder Xu asked hurriedly.
"Three thousand miles from here to the north, there is Wanjue Mountain." Tang Yue said.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.
