After the cannon fodder sect accepted me as a disciple, all members ascended

Chapter 14 Tie it tight, it's beautiful
night.

Si Nian lay on the bed, crossed her legs, and leisurely looked at the booklet that was inexplicably stuffed into her arms.

After reading only half of it, Si Nian threw the booklet in his hand aside.

"This is just a topographic survey map, only half drawn at that."

After muttering this softly, he seemed to remember something.

He sat up suddenly and tore off the spirit-gathering talismans that were stuck around him.

She is now at the tenth level of Qi training and is just one step away from building her foundation.

Although building a foundation is not something that can be achieved simply by accumulating spiritual power.

But to be on the safe side, Si Nian still tore off the spirit gathering talisman.

Without the help of the talisman array, spiritual energy would naturally not enter her body on its own.

While others are racking their brains and practicing day and night just to improve their skills.

Si Nian has begun to control the speed of his cultivation.

After all, getting closer to family traditions means getting closer to sadness.

Her goal is the inner sect where there are many people and little to do!
Lying back on the bed, Si Nian placed the booklet next to his pillow.

"Outer sect brother, although I have forgotten who you are, but... I am grateful for the booklet and the distance from the personal teachings. I understand your kindness. Then... I will go to sleep."

*
The next day.

Before dawn, Si Nian heard Hong Qiao shouting outside her thatched hut.

"The selection is about to begin, and you haven't woken up yet?"

Si Nian climbed up from the bed in a daze and looked outside sadly.

If she remembered correctly, the selection was around noon!
It was barely dawn, and she had the nerve to say the selection was about to begin?

But since he had been woken up, Si Nian had no choice but to respond, and then put on his clothes reluctantly.

When I walked out the door, I saw Hongqiao was waiting impatiently.

"Stop nagging me! Didn't I ask you to come back and practice yesterday? Did you practice?"

Si Nian scratched his ears, walked ahead on his own, and said perfunctorily, "I've practiced it."

"That's good. You're always with me, but please don't embarrass me."

"Also, I heard that the Sect Master will be here today, so everyone is ready to put on a good show."

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Si Nian asked in confusion, "Weren't those two standing outside the hall last time the Sect Master?"

"What? That's the elder!" Hongqiao glared, looking as if saying, "How come you don't even know this?"

"I heard that the leader of the Wuji Sect is very cool and elusive, and rarely appears in the sect on weekdays."

“Only the very urgent and important things will come back.”

"So, all matters within the sect, big or small, are generally managed by Elder Ge and Elder Zhao. The two elders were outside the main hall last time."

"The fact that the Sect Master has returned during the assessment of new disciples shows how much he values ​​us!"

So mysterious?

Even Zi Yuan is unwilling to completely let go of the sect's affairs. How could the leader of Wuji Sect be so carefree?

He must be a hermit who is indifferent to fame and fortune...

As Si Nian was thinking this, Hong Qiao continued speaking.

"Why do you comb your hair so badly when you have such a long face?"

Si Nian touched the small tufts on each side of her body and said, "I think it's okay. This is the best time I've ever had it done."

After saying that, he looked over sideways and saw that Hongqiao's ponytail, which was usually tied up high, was combed even higher and neater today.

Perhaps because they were afraid that it would come loose, the green ribbon was tied tightly.

The corners of her eyes, which were already slightly upturned, were now pulled up even further along with her face.

Si Nian was about to say a few more words when Hong Qiao pulled her over without saying a word.

"Let me give you one!"

Si Niantian was woken up before dawn and was in a daze.

But the moment Hongqiao's hand grabbed her hair, her sleepiness disappeared without a trace.

These are simply a pair of iron claws!

The red hair was tied neatly, one on each side, in Si Nian's usual style.

Si Nian just felt that she had undergone a purely physical face lift without any technical means.

When it was finally over, Si Nian quickly took out a small mirror from his pocket.

He looked around, up and down, left and right.

In the mirror, she saw the same eye corners that were pinched upwards as Hong Qiao's. Si Nian looked at her again and again and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you pinched?"

Hongqiao rolled her eyelids and said in a condescending tone, "What do you know? My mother said it's beautiful like this!"

*
The Wuji Sect has two peaks connected by a spiritual vein.

On weekdays, the inner and outer sects occupy one peak, while the disciples and elders are on the main peak.

Si Nian was panting when he arrived at the foot of the main peak.

Hongqiao still looked refreshed.

Seeing that she was still gasping for breath, Hongqiao frowned.

"We haven't even started climbing the Heart-Searching Stairs yet, why are you so out of breath?"

"I... I'm a talisman cultivator! I'm not a sword cultivator like you, with endless energy..."

Si Nian took a deep breath and sat down on the ground, not caring about his image at all.

The answer is justified.

Hongqiao raised an eyebrow, "Oh? When I asked you before, didn't I always say that you could practice anything? Now you've decided that you want to practice talismans in the future?"

Si Nian nodded vigorously.

The talisman is good and can make money.

There is no need to get up early in the morning to practice sword like a sword cultivator.

There is no need to pay a lot of spirit stones like alchemy practitioners before getting a little money.

It's simply getting something for nothing!
When Si Nian finally caught his breath, the sun had risen completely and the area was full of people.

At this moment, Mingchen walked over in white clothes.

The crowd that was originally talking in twos and threes suddenly became quiet.

Si Nian also stood up from the ground and looked at the crowd who were trying their best to leave an impression in front of him.

Si Nian stood silently at the back of the team.

Mingchen's gaze swept across the disciples in front of him one by one, and finally fell on Si Nian who was trying hard to hide himself.

Thinking of what Yu Jiaojiao and Lu Zhiming said to him yesterday, Mingchen shook his head.

After retracting his gaze, Mingchen slowly explained the selection rules in his usual gentle voice.

The stage of self-examination is divided into three parts.

If you can't pass it, continue to stay outside the gate.

Those who pass two sections will be promoted to the inner gate.

Only those disciples who have all climbed up and have reached the foundation-building stage can receive personal instruction.

Si Nian raised his head and looked at the stone steps built against the mountain.

This isn't walking up the stairs of the heart, this is clearly climbing a mountain!
Just when she was thinking that today would be a tough battle, Hongqiao suddenly said "Hello" to her with a cold face.

Si Nian turned around and saw Hong with a stern face, "Even if you are exhausted, you have to climb to the second section, do you hear me?"

"I heard it. I heard it."

Si Nian answered nonchalantly, and took out five talismans from his pocket, "Here, take them and use them."

Hong Qiao was startled and took it subconsciously, only to find that these talismans were all talismans for speed, weight loss, and calming the mind.

When Si Nian was twisting his neck to stretch, he suddenly heard a "whoosh" sound behind him.

He turned around and took it reflexively.

A wooden sword?
The one thrown towards her was Hongqiao.

"Why are you giving this to me? I'm not a sword cultivator." Si Nian was completely confused.

"I know." Hongqiao only left an arrogant expression.

"Talisman cultivators are the most useless! They're so weak and fragile, this is just a crutch for when you can't walk anymore."

"Okay, bye."

Si Nian held the wooden sword in his hand and looked at Hong Qiao's arrogant back.

Really... really has a sharp tongue.

*
In the main hall of the main peak.

Ge Changming and Zhao Tian looked at Wan Quan, who was sitting on the main seat with a shy look on his face, and exchanged glances with each other.

He said respectfully, "Master... please don't be angry."

Wanquan let out a deep breath, his beard was blown up, and his eyes widened.

"How can I not be angry? My young disciple has been poached by some damn sect!"

　assault!
　　Today's second update is here~
　　Yu Jiaojiao: Um... well... Master... it's not good to say it so absolutely.
　　(End of this chapter)