Tianning was keen on teaching her senior brothers and sisters during this period. Her fifteen years of devilish training were not in vain. For a while, Fu Hongming and Shi Qinxin were practicing swordsmanship to the point of spitting out swords.
Shi Qinxin was originally very excited about the day when she could pick up the sword again, but now she was really practicing the sword to the point of numbness... She couldn't help but think back to the days when she was refining alchemy.
"Junior sister, can you lend me your stove to make elixirs once?"
Shi Qinxin brought a plate of spiritual fruits and looked at Tianning eagerly. That was an ancient magic weapon! Just touching it can make you happy for a long time.
Hearing her request, Tianning looked at her with a complicated expression: "Third Senior Sister, are you sure you really want to use it?"
Shi Qinxin thought she was a precious stove, and said quickly: "Don't worry, little junior sister, I just want to try it once, just once, it will never be broken!"
Tianning is not worried about this, even if the leader comes to attack with all his strength, the stove will not be damaged.
"Fine."
Tianning took out the stove and went to the side to read the storybook, and Qin Xin did whatever he wanted.
Shi Qinxin looked at the so-called ancient magic weapon and deliberately selected her best mid-level elixir. Her previous best result was three pills in a pot. She believed that with the blessing of the ancient magic weapon, not to mention being like her junior sister. If the furnace is full, there should be at least five or more.
She took out the materials, taking every step carefully, not daring to make any mistakes, and fully expecting the elixir to be released.
Then, when she opened the lid of the pot, she saw a low-level elixir.
Shi Qinxin: "???"
Holding the elixir in his hand blankly, Shi Qinxin looked at Tianning who was reading a storybook: "Junior sister, can I..."
"Practice." Tianning waved his hand indifferently.
This time, Shi Qinxin refined the simplest low-level elixir, but as a result, he failed to even make it into an elixir.
Shi Qinxin: "..."
Looking at the stove, she fell into self-doubt.
Suddenly, a very scary thought came to her mind. Could it be that this stove was not an ancient magic weapon that helped alchemy practitioners enhance their alchemy? Judging from the results of her two alchemy refinements... was that used to restrict the alchemy practice?
It reminds me of my little junior sister’s two times in a row being filled with the best elixirs.
Being restricted to this extent, the junior sister's alchemy level must be so terrifying...
Regarding this point, her guess was indeed correct. As for Tianning's true alchemy level, she would witness it with her own eyes during the six-sect competition in the future.
At this time, Fu Hongming came in from outside to look for Tianning.
"Little Junior Sister, the disciples from the Discipline Hall just came over and asked me to inform you that a competition will be held within the sect in two days. At that time, all of you new disciples will have to participate in the individual competition."
Tianning put down his storybook lazily, not wanting to go.
After getting along for such a long time, Fu Hongming knew her temperament well, so he actively encouraged her: "The top ten in each individual competition will get generous rewards! Come on, little junior sister! Senior brother, I believe you can do it!"
Tianning said "Hello" and just go if you want to.
Shi Qinxin, who overheard the entire conversation, inexplicably dragged Fu Hongming to the yard of his second senior brother Jiang Xi, and used sound transmission to lure Long Aotian back, who was out picking up trash.
"What's wrong? Don't you know that my time picking up garbage is precious?" As soon as Long Aotian came in, he saw three people except Tianning.
"What kind of secret meeting are you holding behind Junior Sister's back?"
Shi Qin's words were concise and concise: "Fourth Junior Brother, in a few days the individual competition for this group of new disciples will begin."
"So what?" Long Aotian didn't think there was anything wrong: "Isn't that kind of competition easy?"
Let me ask all of them present, which one is not number one in the individual competition of his or her session?
Shi Qinxin knew that the straight man could not grasp the point: "On the day of every competition, the masters, brothers and sisters of the direct disciples will be there in person to cheer for the new disciples!"
"But look at the situation in our sect. The reason why the junior sister is so unmotivated must be because she feels that we can't go and cheer her up that day."
Shi Qinxin's analysis is well-founded.
Fu Hongming suddenly realized: "As expected of your third junior sister, girls are really thoughtful!"
Shi Qinxin slapped the table: "So on that day, we all have to go and cheer for our little junior sister!"
Jiang Xi was the first to cheer: "No problem, I can draw another mustard bag talisman for my junior sister!"
Everyone: "..."
The enviable tentacle monster is so heroic when it strikes!
Long Aotian knelt down on Jiang Xi's side and hugged his thigh tightly: "Second Senior Brother! Please give me a little share! My stomach is not good and I need to eat soft food!"
Jiang Xi sighed: "Fourth Junior Brother, if you are a man, you have to rely on yourself."
Fu Hongming looked embarrassed: "It's not convenient for me. Master, he can't live without people."
After being rejected, Long Aotian groaned: "I still have to pick up trash!"
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However, on the day of the competition, to the surprise of all the elders, including the leader, everyone from Sword Guard Mountain came!
Yes, they are all here...
Fu Hongming, a filial disciple, found a coffin from nowhere, put his master inside, and carried the coffin over.
He shyly said to Master Xiao: "I'm sorry, Master, I really wanted to cheer for my little junior sister, but I was afraid that if I left, Master would suddenly wake up and something would happen, so I brought Master with me. Come on, little junior sister."
Head Xiao: "..."
What could he say?
He waved his hand and let him go down.
In the past five years, the new disciples of Wanjian Sect have never seen the people in Sword Guard Mountain. They only heard that they are a bunch of trash. Now that they have met real people, everyone is not normal.
Senior brother Fu Hongming who was carrying the coffin, second senior brother Jiang Xi who was blind and shouting "Come on, little junior sister" at a wooden post, third senior sister Shi Qinxin who was frantically filling Tianning with poison, and wandering around the crowd in beggar's clothes. Long Aotian, the fourth senior brother who works hard to pick up trash.
"..."
No one is normal.
Sure enough, is this the price of taking the back door?
Actually, looking at it this way, Junior Sister Tianning is quite miserable.
Everyone from Tianliang Mountain on the other side was also present. Comparing the two, the disciples of Xuyu Zhenren's sect were all very impressive, and they instantly killed the people from Sword Guarding Mountain!
Feeling the looks from the disciples of the Wanjian Sect, Wen Renxue was very pleased. She deliberately took out an intermediate spirit sword in front of everyone and handed it to Xie Xingzhi: "Junior brother, this is the time when the senior sister ranked first in the competition. The sword I used is given to you now, and I wish you come out on top!"
Xie Xingzhi happily took it.
Wen Renxue heard the disciples below praising her generosity, and then looked at the tattered poisons given by Tianning's fellow disciple, what she gave to her junior brother was the best among all!
The elders in charge of the competition were already calling the names of the new disciples to assemble.
As soon as Tianning walked over, Xie Xingzhi stood in front of her and touched his sword as if offering a treasure: "This was given to me by Senior Sister Xue'er!"
