Chapter 9 I Banged My Head Against the Wall for Sanqing Mountain
He said this respectfully and politely, but upon closer inspection, something seemed to be wrong.

Before they could think about it, Wanyan Jing turned around and ordered, "First, subdue the traitor and take him back, settle the frightened female donor, and then meet Elder Li who is coming. I think they will arrive soon after seeing the signal."

The disciple behind him: “Yes.”

"Mingchen, you go too."

Shu Mingchen was already looking forward to seeing Xu Fu, so he ran away quickly after hearing that.

After sending the others away, Wanyan Jing shook the folding fan in his hand and sighed, "You have some hidden meaning in your words - both ordinary people and noble families are eligible to participate in the selection of outer disciples, so just go. What do you mean by 'quota'?"

Without the younger generation, Lame Jiang stopped pretending: "We are all so familiar with each other, do I need to say some things clearly?"

"Jiang Xingqiu, you are amazing. You are the number one disciple in the Law Enforcement Hall. If the headmaster knew about this, she would be so filial to him that she would die," Wanyan Jing scolded with a smile, "Why are you hinting at me? If you come back, you can even be her inner sect disciple."

"My fate with the mountain gate has ended."

Lame Jiang shook his head and said, "Now I am talking about my sworn sister, Mao Jun, and her fate with Sanqing Mountain."

"Sister-in-law?"

Wanyan Jing raised his eyebrows, finding it strange.

"You are always not friendly to others. Who is this person that you want to become sworn brothers with?"

"I don't know. It doesn't matter. I only look at fate, not identity. I knew that Mao Jun was a good person the first time I saw her." Lame Jiang smiled, "Meeting is fate, and if we have similar personalities and are attracted to each other, we can become sworn brothers and sisters."

"Fate? Oh, by the way, Queen Nuwa and Fuxi are also siblings. Your step-sister..." Wanyan Jing deliberately dragged out his tone and joked, "Why does it seem more like you came down the mountain and found a Taoist partner of your dreams?"

The two were quite good friends on the mountain. When they got together, they would be called "bad friends". They often did bad things together, such as bringing pornographic pictures up the mountain. This was just a joke between bad friends.

Lame Jiang frowned and said in disgust, "Don't joke like that!"

Wanyan Jing was stunned for a moment, and tilted his head to look at Lame Jiang's expression, but the sky was too dark and he could not see anything except the whites of his eyes. He had to settle for the second best and think about his tone.

"It seems that you, my adopted sister, are of unusual importance. I was wrong for not keeping my mouth shut. I was wrong."

Wanyan Jing smiled brightly, apologized, and then put his arm around Lame Jiang's shoulders, leaning closer and lowering his voice.

"I see that your sister is about the same age as Mingchen, but she has no cultivation at all. Although she has some talent in attracting lightning and using talismans, not all those who participate in the outer sect selection are useless. Do you need me and other brothers to talk to her and take care of her?"

Cripple Jiang said disdainfully: "My little Mao is very smart, and a simple selection will be a piece of cake."

After a pause, he said dissatisfiedly: "What's the point of taking care of me? You guys who opened the back door are only going to open a crack?"

Wanyan Jing was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "I understand! That means she needs to be taken care of. With our group of friends here, she can choose from the three main peaks of Sanqing Mountain!"

Lame Jiang's eyebrows relaxed, and he whispered: "Also, my Lord Mao is still young, he is simple, sensitive, kind, honest, and thin-skinned, don't let her find out."

"Like this? That's a really good kid."

Wanyan Jing was filled with sincere emotion, and was led astray by his best friend's words, completely forgetting the matter of "the coffin filled with shit".

"Don't worry, we will definitely use our best sneaky skills! But from what you said...your stepsister doesn't know your identity yet?"

……

"Of course I don't know."

Xu Fu turned his head and looked at Shu Mingchen who was asking questions.

She had just finished talking with Fang Hui'e and learned that although the other party was controlled, she was rescued by a lame man who broke through the nightmare barrier before she was buried, and used a thunder talisman to scare away the Zhang family members who were burying her. Only then did she comfort Fang Hui'e and follow the Three Pure Ones disciples down the mountain.

Shu Mingchen was unwilling to accept the result: "You don't even know the origin or the background of someone, and you want to become sworn brothers with him?"

"Who would ask about this when swearing brotherhood? I'm swearing brotherhood with a person, not with status."

Xu Fu was nonchalant, but it was as it should be.

"I will make friends with anyone who catches my eye, no matter if they are high-ranking officials or rogue beggars. But I will ignore anyone who doesn't catch my eye, no matter if they are the king of heaven, immortals, emperors or celebrities."

Shu Mingchen was stunned for a few seconds after listening to this, and felt that this man was cool and cheerful, much more pleasing to the eye than the group of elders on the mountain who always quoted scriptures to make a point. Moreover, they were of the same age, and there was nothing to complain about him except that he was very sharp-tongued and eloquent.

Besides, if we become good friends, maybe we won’t be criticized in the future, and we can even help him criticize others.

I had the intention of making friends, but I couldn't help asking:
"What if I'm wrong?"

"You are seeing things? You are destroying my moral integrity. I will strangle you to death!"

"..."

Her words were so harsh that Shu Mingchen shrank his neck in response and muttered in dissatisfaction: "How can you be like this? Why do you want to beat someone to death when you are wrong? You are such a hooligan and you still accuse me of 'molestation'. If you have the ability, don't judge people by appearance."

"How can I judge a person by his appearance?"

Xu Fu was both amused and annoyed. He pointed at himself and raised his eyebrows and said, "Look, am I the kind of person who values ​​appearance?"

His clothes were baggy, his hair had no hairpin in it, and not only was it blown by the wind from the sword, but it was also slightly scorched and curled by the thunder. His hair was a mess, and his face was covered in dust and dirt, and his original appearance could not be recognized. If he was put on the street, he would look like a beggar that no one wanted.

"……no."

Xu Fu burst into laughter and said, "Who says I am not? I just like pretty girls! It makes me happy to see beautiful girls, but they have to be the ones I like."

When she smiled like this, her eyes were as clear as a pond, and the tails of her eyes stretched diagonally upwards, which made her look elegant and outstanding, like a pearl in the snow, shining brightly under the moon. Her originally pretty face became more spiritual and elegant.

Shu Mingchen was surprised and said, "One grind of graphite becomes a phoenix tail, and half a spoon of cold spring water becomes a dragon's eye. Your eyes are called 'dragon eyes and phoenix eyes' in the physiognomy book. Although the rest of your appearance is average, your eyes are really beautiful."

"..."

"Hey? What are you doing rolling up your sleeves--Ahhh!!"

When Wanyan Jing heard his nephew's...ah no, scream, he turned around in shock.

But Xu Fu was walking towards this side, and behind him, Shu Mingchen covered his forehead with both hands, with a bitter face. "Don't lean on me, are you the lame one and am I the lame one?"

Lame Jiang slapped Wanyan Jing's hand on his shoulder and said, "You leave first. I will talk to Lord Mao about the selection and say goodbye to him."

"Goodbye? You won't wait for Elder Li to come over?"

Lame Jiang shook his head: "It's better not to see you, it will only add to your worries."

Wanyan Jing was silent for a few seconds, then said, "We have been looking for a way to help you recover. The secret realm in the mountains will open in a month, and I will go in to look for opportunities."

Lame Jiang chuckled: "Okay, thank you."

This time it was Wanyan Jing's turn to shake his head: "Between you and me, there's no need to thank me."

After saying that, he left first to make room.

"Brother, are you hurt anywhere?"

Xu Fu deliberately slowed down his pace and waited until the two finished chatting before coming over.

"No."

Lame Jiang wanted to touch her head, but when he raised his hand, he felt his hands were dirty, so he smiled awkwardly and was about to withdraw his hand.

Xu Fu took a step forward, picked up his fallen hand and placed it on his head, looking up and smiling:
"Brother, are you worried that I won't grow taller? No problem, no problem. I'll sing, dance, rap and play basketball later. Even if I can't beat Ludi Dacong, I can still jump 2.8 meters!"

Lame Jiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Xu Fu stood with his hands behind his back, smiling without saying a word.

"You..."

Lame Jiang smiled and sighed, his heart soft, like a person who had been frozen for a long time in the cold winter drinking a bowl of warm soup, or a tired lone traveler having his clothes rubbed softly by a cat, feeling comfortable and moved.

"Mr. Mao, Sanqing Mountain is a good place to go."

"Brother, did you see that?"

"Well, a person without magical powers cannot use ordinary yellow talismans to such an effect, no matter how talented they are. Unless..."

Obtained the ultimate inheritance.

Lame Jiang stopped talking and said:
"The Milky Way falling from the sky is a thousand-year wonder. Ordinary practitioners cannot see through it, but some powerful ones cannot hide it. Lord Mao cannot refuse his fate as an immortal. It is too dangerous to practice as an independent cultivator in the mortal world. Hiding in a sect is the best choice.

"But small sects cannot protect it. Only the four major sects have the ability and resources to do so, and it is also convenient for hiding. The Sanqing Sect is about to be selected, so it is the most suitable."

Xu Fu hesitated: "But..."

That's where the lickers and spare tires divide their nests.

How about verbally agreeing to your brother first, and then verbally rejecting the offer?
good idea!
Xu Fu: "Okay, brother is right..."

Before I finished speaking, the options popped up:

[Option A: Refuse to join Sanqing Mountain. Completion reward: Ten Thousand Swords Piercing the Heart (Heavenly Grade Mid-Level)]

[Option B: Verbally agree. Completion reward: Demon Clan Lingchi Knife (lower grade)]

[Option C: Agree immediately and express your desire loudly. Completion reward: Random skill point +1]

Heaven level?!
Thousands of arrows piercing my heart!!
Lingchi execution!!!

Xu Fu's pupils trembled, he was horrified, and he changed his tone and raised his voice:
"——Every word makes sense! Sanqing Mountain has beautiful mountains, beautiful waters, and beautiful people. It is a blessed place where many heroes emerge. The sect is friendly, united, and progressive. I love Sanqing Mountain!
"I am crazy about Sanqing Mountain, I am crazy about Sanqing Mountain, I will bang my head against the wall for Sanqing Mountain! As long as I can enter Sanqing Mountain, I am willing to grow radishes -!"

"twitter……"

It was such a touching story of love that it scared the mountain birds so much that they flew away cursing and pissing themselves.

"hiss--"

The disciples who were listening in gasped and felt proud: "Ah~ How sincere! Seeing the truth through appearances, it simply speaks out the true face of us disciples of Sanqing Mountain!"

Wanyan Jing fanned himself with joy: "Ah! How sincere! He is truly an honest child, one in a million!"

Shu Mingchen scratched his head in confusion: "Ah? Is this referring to Sanqing Mountain? Why doesn't it match my impression?"
So for different reasons, there was a strange silence.

"Yuan, do you admire me so much?"

Cripple Jiang felt mixed emotions and said guiltily: "...it was my brother who failed to supervise me."

After saying all this in one breath, Xu Fu, who was almost out of breath, took a deep breath. After finally escaping death, he took a breath and said awkwardly: "Actually, what I mean is..."

“Hahahaha! Who is it! Which outstanding friend admires our Sanqing Sect so much?”

There was laughter from above.

A middle-aged monk landed on his sword and rushed to Xu Fen with lightning speed. He grabbed her shoulders and looked her up and down. Without thinking, he said excitedly:

"What a great man! Young hero! Our Sanqing Mountain Immortal Valley is in need of dedicated people like you! Come back to Sanqing Mountain with me to farm! I will accept you as my personal disciple and teach you how to cultivate spiritual plants!"

Xu Fu: “?”

Xu Fu was bewildered: "But I have no experience in cultivating spiritual plants, and I don't have the talent..."

[Congratulations on completing the optional task, spiritual plant cultivation +1]

Xu Fu: “…”

Xu Fu: "Huh?!!!"

(End of this chapter)