As voting time for Poyuan sect got closer, countless casual refining masters rushed over, and the entire Dinghai city became more lively.
On the day when the voting started, Ye Su and the others went into the city to rush to the voting point set up by Poyuan sect, the road was crowded with people. Before getting close to the street, they couldn't squeezed anymore.
"Line up, line up." A man in a gray-blue Taoist robe shouted to the many refining masters who rushed over from behind, "If you want to deliver your own magical tools, line up first!"
"Is this an outer disciple from Poyuan sect?"
"Gray blue, without fire embroidery on the chest, it can only be the outer door."
Ye Su followed the crowd and stood up. Hearing the discussion between the two people in front, she turned around and asked all her juniors brother and sisters to stand behind her: "The front should be the voting point."
They stood for half an hour and moved quickly with the team, but they still couldn't see the voting point set up.
At this time, another tall and strong man in a gray-blue Taoist robe came from the front, taking out various boxes from the storage bag and distributing them to the refining masters in line. After a while, he finally walked in front of Ye Su: "A box with two medium-grade lingshi, here piece of paper for you to write down the usage of the magic weapon."
"Two middle-grade lingshi, are you robbing?" Xia Er speak reflexively. A few months ago, they had to save money for a thousand low-grade lingshi. If they hadn't earned some lingshi during this period, doesn't they even have the chance to deliver the magic weapon?
The tall and strong man in the gray-blue Taoist robe said impatiently: "It is already a great gift for you to exchange two middle-grade lingshi for a chance to enter Poyuan sect. Do you want it or not, but I warn you in advance, there is no unified box to store the magic weapon, and you will be automatically eliminated in the selection at that time.
Ye Su stopped her junior brothers and sisters, took out eight middle-grade lingshi, and handed them to the tall and strong man in the gray-blue Taoist robe: "Please give me four boxes, two big and two small."
"Remember to write your name at the end." The other party took out four boxes engraved with numbers and gave it to them. After saying this, he continued to walk back.
Xiyu turned her head to look at the endless queue behind her and said, "After holding this event, Po Yuan sect might still make money."
"This paper is really just ordinary paper." Xia Er opened the big box and took out a piece of white paper inside, "For the two middle-grade lingshi, at least we have to be given a pen."
As soon as the voice fell, a nearby vendor approached, selling brushes and ink, obviously very familiar with this process.
Ming Liusha refused the approaching vendors, and turned to look at Ye Su, "Elder, sister, pen."
Ye Su took out the pen and ink from the storage bag, because she make too many talisman, the hair is loose, and it is almost bald, but it can still write a few words.
"It's just for the purpose of writing magic weapon. Ordinary white paper is enough." Ye Su handed the pen to Ming Liusha, and glanced at the queue in front of her. She discovered something since just now, all of these casual cultivators are well-dressed, anyone who is a refening master these days is probably richer than Qianji sect.
"Hurry up and write." Xiyu urged Ming Liusha, who was still holding the pen.
"Imme, diately." Ming Liusha dipped his pen while Ye Su held the ink in her hand, and wrote with the pen.
The magic weapon he refined was called the lotus hairpin. The hairpin flower was a two-inch double lotus. Every time the hairpin was turned, a lotus petal would break away and head towards the attacking direction. As for Xiyu and Xia'er, they forged swords in a regular manner.
After they finished writing, they put the magic weapon into the box, and they moved forward by more than half. After more than half an hour, they finally saw the set up voting point.
Sitting in front of a five-meter-long table is a woman in a dark blue Taoist robe, about thirty years old, with a cluster of fire embroidered on her chest, with an upward palm in the fire, Presumably it is the so-called "Hand in Fire" symbol of Poyuan sect, Next to her stood a young man wearing the same Taoist robe.
There were two rows of sword cultivators standing around them, wearing uniform dark blue clothes, but without the logo of Hand in Fire, it should be the guarding team of Poyuan sect, who came to maintain order.
The people in front of Ye Su decreased one by one, and it was her turn soon.
"Give me the box." The young man standing across the table said to Ye Su.
Ye Su was about to hand it over, but when the other party saw her face, he suddenly withdrew his hand.
The woman sitting there also noticed the strangeness of the young man, raised her head and asked, "Fang Xiu, what's wrong?"
The young man turned his head to look behind her, and sure enough, he saw Ming Liusha and the others. He frowned and looked at Ye Su: "Aren't you a talisman master? Why come to our Poyuan Sect to join in the fun?"
Ye Su was very sure that she had never met the person opposite, she turned her head and whispered to her junior brothers and sisters who came over: "Do you know him?"
Seeing several people shaking their heads in unison, Ye Su knew something in her heart. they didn't know each other, but he thought they were talisman masters, so he had seen her selling talismans somewhere.
She raised her eyebrows slightly: "Before I came here, I never heard that the competition of Poyuan Sect does not allow refiners who can draw talisman to participate."
Fang Xiu: "..." That day he and his younger brother saw this person compete with the talisman master of Wuhang sect. Although this person seemed to have some abilities, he subconsciously didn't like her.
"You can also draw talismans?" The sitting woman took out the Suhui jade plate and fiddled with Ye Su for a while, making sure that her face was recorded, before saying, "There is no such rule in Poyuan sect, as long as you can refine weapons you can come to participate in the competition."
"Elder, that's not right, this person..." Fang Xiu looked at these people with dislike, and wanted to say something.
"Okay." The woman interrupted Fang Xiu, stood up herself, and took the box from Ye Su's hand, "Go, after three months, any skilled craftsman can come to our Poyuan sect to participate in the initial test.
After Ye Su and the others had their faces recorded and the jade tokens were taken away, the female elder sitting at the table looked back at the inner disciple who was still angry: "What does it have to do with you that they can draw talisman? you are so angry."
"disciples feel that their behavior is arrogant, and they may cause trouble after they come in." Fang Xiu frowned.
the female elder of Poyuan sect smiled: "So, you already think they can pass the election?"
Fang Xiu resolutely said: "Impossible, they must not be good at refining magic weapons." There is no one who is good at both drawing talisman and refining weapons.
The female elder has always been helpless to this disciple's temper: "Continue to collect the magical weapon."
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As soon as Ming Liusha squeezed out from the crowd, he said out a long sentence: "If we can draw talisman, we won't be allowed to participate in the election? He doesn't look like refening master either. He has a face as big as a pot but has a sharp mouth and a big nose." The nose is as big as a garlic, with a short stature and a dark green skin, is simply a **** living in the world."
Ye Su: "..."
Although the person named Fangxiu just now had a thin face and a slightly bigger nose, but in fact his facial features were barely handsome, and he couldn't be called ugly.
But she got used to it. Ming Liusha usually speaks word by word, and his slowness can make people anxious. When it comes to critical moments, he scolds people fluently like a storyteller under a bridge.
he used to scold the disciples of Wu Yin Sect a lot, but he is the most important output machine of humanoid mouth-shaped cannon in Jiuxuan Peak of Qianji sect.
"I thought he found out our identity as Qianji sect." Thinking about it, Xiyu still felt lingering fear, "Fortunately, that elder agreed to give the jade token."
Ye Su said casually: "Probably because we doesn't fit in his eyes, the person who would vote would be the elder of Poyuan sect, and the disciples will not be able to make a choice."
A few people were talking and walking, Xia Er turned his head frequently to look at the shops on both sides. Apart from going to the material store, he hadn't actually seen any other places.
Ye Su's gaze swept over her junior brother and sister. Although the other two were not as obvious as Xia Er's expression, they also showed curiosity in their eyes. They have been in Dinghai City for three months, living in a ruined temple outside the city all day long, the only best thing they have ever eaten is the steamed stuffed bun sold by the street vendors at the gate of the city.
The refining artifacts and talismans were sold for a lot of money, but most of them were sent to Qianji sect, and the materials were sent as well, so that the brothers and sisters in the sect would have the opportunity to get the materials to practice. They have a tacit understanding not to spend much lingshi, so they don't stroll around the city.
"we have finished casting the magic weapon. we don't have anything else to do. You can go shopping around." Ye Su took out twenty middle-grade lingshi, "This is our task for today."
The elder sister spoke, and the three of them stopped suppressing their minds and walked around one after another.
After Ye Su went to exchange half of the low-grade lingshi and came back, Xiyu followed behind and asked quietly: "Elder Sister, if we spend forty lingshi today, how much money do we have left?"
All lingshi are in Ye Su's hands, and the ones on them were used up when they were making weapons.
Ye Su stretched out a finger, and without waiting for Xiyu's reaction, she took it back: "There are still so many."
None?
After Xiyu understood what it meant, she immediately grabbed Ye Su: "Elder sister, why don't you just forget about it?"
"Earn money after you spend it." Ye Su grabbed a handful of lingshi and gave them to her, "We will have more lingshi in the future, as long as we can become a powerful refening master."
Ye Su had the absolute right to speak among them. Under her guidance, the group bought twenty middle-grade lingshi everywhere, unless they don't buy magic tools and cheat books, they only bought some interesting things, which was more than enough.
After wandering around until the sun went down, a few people walked into a restaurant and had a good meal of spiritual food.
"It's too expensive." Xia Er burped, "A plate of venison costs two middle-grade lingshi."
"It's a spirit deer." Xiyu held a cup of tea and said, "After eating, a little spiritual energy swims in the abdomen."
Ming Liusha was a little distracted, and said slowly: "I want to know what it feels like to practice in a place full of spiritual energy."
"There will always be a day." Ye Su laughed, "Qianji sect is still waiting for us to grow."
The four of them raised their teacups together and drank it down.
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Poyuan sect.
After the voting was over, the elders began to select qualified magic weapons, thus selecting thousands of weapon refiners to enter the Poyuan sect to participate in the preliminary test.
This task is too simple, and basically only inner disciples can complete it. After all, there is no master's guidance for casual cultivators, and there are uneven weapons refining books on the market.
However, in order to avoid objections, the task of selection was still done by the elders. The inner disciples watched from the sidelines, and at the same time were responsible for using the Suhui jade plate and recording the selection process so that no one would be dissatisfied afterwards.
With so many instruments in their hands, the elders didn't even need to look at the paper in the box, they could see through the box at a glance. There are even some magic tools that cannot bear a single spiritual power, and shatter on the spot.
The elders numbly tried various magic tools, and even a slightly good magic weapon could excite them for a long time.
"Brother, how many pieces of magical artifacts are voted for this year?" A young inner disciple asked the young man next to him while adjusting the angle of the Suhui jade plate.
"Eighteen thousand four hundred and seventy-two pieces." Fang Xiu sneered, "It's hard for the elders to choose a thousand of the less rotten magic weapons from the nearly 20,000 waste magic weapons."
"three people have been selected, maybe some of the skills are worth learning." Quan Jiaying said seriously.
Fang Xiu turned his head: "Brother has been busy refining weapons these days, so there are some things you don't know. Do you remember those people who sold talismans on the street before?"
Quan Jiaying thought for a while: "Selling talismans? Those who competed with the talisman masters of the outer sect of the Wuhang Sect?"
"Exactly." Fang Xiu felt ridiculous when he recalled what happened that day, "Junior brother, they actually came to deliver magic weapons, a group of talisman masters also thought they could refine weapons.
Quan Jiaying frowned when he heard the words. Thinking about it this way, those people really underestimated the difficulty of refining weapon: "Brother, they won't be selected, and they will naturally retreat when they hit a wall, so don't worry about it."
Fang Xiu calmed down his resentment: "That's true, those people don't know what kind of waste they have refening, maybe it's in those broken magic weapons."
The two were still talking, when there was a sudden loud noise in the middle of the testing device, which startled all the drowsy people.
"Good saber!" The elder of the magic tester yelled, and he looked at the blade carefully, "Hey, there are two kinds of rare wind patterns engraved on the blade?"
Looking at the marks make on the knife, several elders were very excited for a moment, and they all gathered around to look at it.
"It can cause so much damage, this knife is quite powerful."
"Looks like you understand Wind Pattern?"
"Don't you think this wind pattern is a bit familiar?"
"Jiaying was obsessed with this kind of wind pattern for a while before." Rong Chuqiu came over and glanced at it, she turned and waved to Quan Jiaying over there, letting him come over, her eyes casually glanced at a pile of boxes on the ground.
Some of the boxes with numbers engraved on them look familiar, aren't they the boxes of the four people who were almost rejected by Fang Xiu that day?
Rong Chuqiu looked around and found three boxes with familiar engraving numbers... The only one that couldn't see the engraving numbers was the opened box at the foot of Elder who test the saber.
She was taken aback, bent down and closed the big box that was opened on the ground, and as expected, it was the one left.
"Elder." Quan Jiaying and Fang Xiu both walked over, and the Suhui jade plate was still open.
Rong Chuqiu straightened up and pointed to the knives in the hands of the other elders: "Jiaying, let's see if the wind patterns on the knives are the same as the ones you carved before."
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