The jade plaque on Xue Tong's waist suddenly vibrated, beeped, and printed a line of small words: "Xue Tong, follow me to the Jinglan Branch Hall tomorrow to register."
Hong Tianyou's teleportation talisman.
The sound transmission system is a commonly used communication tool in Taoism. Depending on its level, it is effective within ten to a hundred miles.
The person who receives the message needs to leave his identity information on the talisman paper in advance. The transmission note is activated by magic power and turns into blue light, carrying the message to the sect jade tablet of the receiver.
On the first day when Xue Tong came to the stone field, he dropped blood on ten blank sheets of paper to facilitate Hong Tianyou's call.
The news that Xue Tong was refined by Fahai and stabilized for one month was reported at all levels. After receiving the report, the Deacon Hall arranged the relevant matters and notified Hong Tianyou to take Xue Tong to participate in the registration ceremony held in March.
Early the next morning, in front of the Xiaoyishan Field Administration Building.
"Xue Tong!"
The sound was quite familiar. Xue Tong turned around and saw Guan Hongfei coming from the west.
"Brother Guan! You have condensed into a sea of fa, congratulations!"
"Junior Brother Xue, congratulations. You spent thirteen months faster than me, which is daunting." Guan Hongfei praised.
"Where, where. Brother Guan is playing it safe and sound, while I'm in a hurry and need to consolidate." Xue Tong said politely.
"Haha, brother Xue has practiced his skills so well that he is becoming more and more eloquent." Guan Hongfei said with a smile.
He changed the topic and said: "The martial arts competition in a year and a half will be the real test. Only by entering the top ten can you be considered successful."
"Two to three hundred people are vying for the top ten in the martial arts competition. I wonder if it will be the year of the monkey and the month of the horse." Xue Tong sighed.
Hong Tianyou arrived while they were talking, and the two stopped talking and sat down. Hong Tianyou carefully looked at Xue Tong after being promoted.
"Well, I'm three inches taller than eight months ago. I'm quite tall. I look a bit thin, but I've aged a lot."
"Yes, yes." Xue Tong looked respectful, thinking that there were gray spots growing in the sea of consciousness, and he couldn't say that he had perfected the art of nourishing the mind. Usually, it would never be possible to perfect the art of nourishing the mind within five years.
"You will meet another person today, and he may be more nervous than you." Hong Tianyou said with a smile.
"Who?"
Xue Tong blurted out, then reacted and guessed: "Brother Chen Zixiong?"
"Well, the deacon hall has verified that everything is correct in person. Only the fifty points of sect contribution that he recommends as a handyman can be collected."
"Haha, great. Brother's wish has come true, and I have lived up to his recommendation." Xue Tong laughed happily.
"Chen Zixiong will be an inner disciple soon!" Xue Tong tasted the benefits of revealing his eldest brother and said when he saw the opportunity.
"Oh?" Hong Tianyou blinked as expected and asked: "Chen Zixiong's six hundred sects have gathered together and been promoted to the inner sect?"
"Well, he was unable to take on the sect's tasks in Nanshan, so he came up with the idea to recommend me as a handyman. Manager Hong's sect's contribution points have almost been accumulated." Xue Tong asked deliberately.
"Damn bastard!" Hong Tianyou was furious and cursed.
"The dead man at Xishan Jade Farm deducted 200 points from me. Ten years of hard work have been in vain!"
"This time I won't say anything and agree to muddy the waters again. The newly opened jade farm is not under my control. If you find any clues there that can overturn the old case, you will be rewarded with many spiritual stones...five thousand spiritual stones!" Hong Tianyou shouted directly.
"Yeah," Xue Tong and Guan Hongfei looked at each other, too frightened to say a word.
The dozens of miles of mountain road passed quickly, and after eight months, Xue Tong came to Jinglan Branch Hall again.
To his surprise, the deserted deacon branch was now bustling with activity. More than a dozen servants were in high spirits and eagerly awaiting the start of the ceremony.
Xue Tong saw Chen Zixiong at a glance. Chen Zixiong stepped forward quickly, held Xue Tong's shoulders tightly, and smiled broadly.
"Junior Brother Xue became a martial arts disciple a whole year faster than I thought!"
Xue Tong suddenly felt a force of spiritual pressure, and Fahai tightened slightly. Chen Zixiong released the martial arts disciple's late-stage pressure to test his Fahai's stress.
"Junior Brother Fa Hai is stable and the goods are genuine. I am completely relieved." Chen Zixiong raised his eyebrows and said with relief.
The two chatted in a corner of the hall, and Chen Zixiong said: "I heard Chuanpeng talk about your matter, and I have found out that it is indeed Lu Huanzhi and Huang Qing who are behind it, making you suffer."
"Thanks to Brother Zixiong, I had a lucky escape."
"Still don't take it lightly. The Xishan Jade Farm is not peaceful. Fortunately, you have officially entered and I will return to the mountain. This matter should be resolved quickly."
"Brother Zixiong's promotion to inner disciple has been settled."
"Yeah" Chen Zixiong nodded.
"The inner disciples will be personally led by Houtian warriors. Have you decided who will be your master?" Xue Tong asked.
"Deacon Hall Mu Lianggong Hall is interested in taking me in," Chen Zixiong said with a relieved smile.
"Then let me congratulate you first, hehe."
He knew that the sect's positions were divided. The Yunxiao Sect had the Deacon Hall, the Law Enforcement Hall, the Martial Arts Hall, the Sutra Collection Pavilion, the Treasure Collection Pavilion, the Weapon Refining Field, and the Alchemy Room.
Below the sect's supreme leader, sect leader, deputy sect leader, protector, and elders are the heads of each department. After the deacons, the deacons are listed below the deputy leaders, and then below are the deacons and ordinary disciples.
Xue Tong suddenly remembered something and asked: "It's extremely rare that Lu Huanzhi actually worshiped an elder who came from the Sutra Pavilion as his teacher."
"Well, thieves are lucky. Elder Tang didn't accept a disciple for a long time. When he wanted to accept a disciple, it happened that he had become a martial arts disciple..." Chen Zixiong looked quite depressed.
He immediately changed the topic and said: "I will come to you when the matter is done. Please leave a message on the transmission note for easy contact."
"If you want to transmit messages to me within fifteen miles, you can use these talismans." After Chen Zixiong finished speaking, he handed over a few more.
"good!"
…
The rest was nothing more than a routine matter. The deacon hall chief, You Xing, checked one by one, and all sixteen new martial arts disciples passed.
For decades, Fahai has been in chaos, and only a handful of people have failed to pass the test. It is expected that everyone is happy.
Xue Tong registered as a warrior-level handyman and received promotion rewards.
Based on the day when the Deacon Hall received the report, it took Xue Tong half a year to upgrade. According to Yunxiao sect rules, the promotion that took less than a year was rewarded with one bone-tempering pill and one Qi-condensing pill, one hundred spiritual stones, and the sect's record. The contribution is twenty points.
Xue Tong's reward was doubled, which reflected Xuanmen's basic rule of allocating resources in a tilted manner based on the potential of the disciples.
"Is it time to choose free martial arts?" Chen Zixiong asked with a smile after Xue Tong finished receiving the items.
"Brother Zixiong, what suggestions do you have?" Xue Tong asked, wanting to hear the opinions of those who have experienced it.
"Most people will choose sword skills and sword techniques." Chen Zixiong replied.
"I don't like swords. I practice heavy martial arts."
"oh?"
Chen Zixiong was stunned, "Swords are the most common weapons. If you don't practice swordsmanship, you usually learn spears, sticks, whips, axes, hammers, etc. There are very few people who practice swordsmanship. The reason is the high-level skills of niche weapons." It’s rare, and it will obviously take more effort in the future.”
"Yeah, but I really don't want to force it." Xue Tong said unwillingly.
Chen Zixiong smiled and said: "Haha, martial arts are not as important as mana after all. The further you reach the later stage of martial arts training, the less useful martial arts will be. Don't worry too much about this, just choose what you like."
Yunxiao Sect's first-level weapon techniques are complete, with more than eighty types, among which sword techniques are the most numerous. Xue Tong searched for them and chose the martial arts technique of "Nine Kills".
"Okay, everything is done. It's time for Junior Brother Xue to go to the Xishan Jade Field. The road to martial arts training is full of mountains and rivers, so be careful."
"Well, I remember it, little brother."
…
There is no one in front of or behind the tree-lined horse road. The huge trees beside the road are like big open umbrellas, blocking out the sky and the sun. Low shrubs and grass fill the space under the trees. Even in the afternoon, you can still see the faint mist. .
Xue Tong carried a wild goose-winged crab on his shoulders and walked as fast as flying. He had mastered the art of cultivating his mind, and his eyesight and hearing were astonishing. Even the sound of a wild bee flying within ten feet could not escape his perception.
The journey was uneventful, and the trees in front gradually thinned out, revealing an open space.
Half of the remaining jade mines, with exposed black rock sections, and a few acres of dusty open space in front of the stone mountain, with a few wooden houses scattered here and there, a scene of decay and decline.
"It's not unreasonable for this place to be abandoned. Looking at this scene, it doesn't look like a place for people to stay."
Xue Tong walked straight towards the largest wooden house. He had already noticed the presence of a martial artist in the apprenticeship stage.
The old man who was over fifty years old, with messy beard and hair, and a haggard face, opened his cloudy eyes and said hoarsely: "Xue Tong? You are here."
"Such an old handyman?" Xue Tong didn't believe his eyes.
"Well, Xue Tong, please give me your name..."
It stands to reason that warriors of the same level should be equal to each other, but this man was too old, Xue Tong asked hesitantly.
"Xia Baiyuan, I have been a jade craftsman in the Yunxiao Sect for more than thirty years. Please call me Mr. Xia."
"Oh, okay, Mr. Xia."
"You know the rules of the jade field, right?" Xia Baiyuan asked.
"I know a little bit about it. The jade factory is settled on a monthly basis, and there is no need for daily measurement." Xue Tong once checked the work order and replied.
"Well, so Xishan Jade Farm is a good place to relax." Xia Baiyuan raised his eyebrows and said.
"It's just that I'm not familiar with carving patterns. Is it difficult to make seventy pieces in one month?"
"It's not difficult. When everyone gathers tomorrow, I will teach you. You will be able to do it with practice." Xia Baiyuan wrote lightly.
"How many people will come?"
"Ten people in total."
…
The residence Xue Tong chose was close to the stone mountain. The wooden house was simple and simple. The only advantage was that it was relatively strong and the boards were seven inches thick.
Xue Tong was still worried, so he demolished a collapsed old house overnight and added another layer to his own house.
"How is this possible with more than fifty handymen? In the early days of martial arts today? Guang Sect's contribution is enough for him to be promoted to the outer sect. Xia Baiyuan is really strange."
He was thinking wildly and fell asleep lightly in the middle of the night.
…
Bang!
The heavy wooden door flew away with a bang, and a three-eyed minotaur with a red face and fangs broke in. It was covered in scarlet scales, and black light billowed from the ghost-headed sword in its hand, slashing down sharply.
The side wall also exploded with a roar, and the wooden house instantly became bright as daylight, blasting into the room with a thick bolt of lightning.
Xue Tongzhi's thoughts about the sea god were just rising, and the light of the sword and the light of thunder were already in front of him.
"Boom, boom!"
Xue Tong's body was suddenly covered with a layer of golden light that looked like a substance. The Ghost Sword slashed hard on the golden light. The golden light curtain was like a cracked ice surface. Countless cracks spread, and all the Ghost Sword's slashes were wiped out. absorb.
The light curtain that was damaged in the thunder bombardment made a clear and high-pitched sound of cracking silk. The void trembled violently and exploded violently, wiping away the entire jade field in an instant!
Xue Tong felt a pain in his head. He opened his eyes and woke up. It turned out to be Nanke Yimeng again!
