After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Chapter 220 Catching the Strong Man

After being tortured in Qingyezhai for a month, Qiankun Sect welcomed its ten-year disciple recruitment conference. Countless immortal disciples came to become disciples, and the sect entrance suddenly became crowded.

Jiang Liqian packed her small bag and put it in her Qiankun bag, then prepared to say goodbye to her senior brothers and sisters, as well as her younger junior brother. She had already reported to her master, using the excuse that she was going out on a mission.

In order to make the play more realistic, she actually went to the Foreign Affairs Hall and took on several missions without a set deadline. This made all the disciples in the Foreign Affairs Hall stare at her with wide eyes, wondering if she had taken the wrong pill.

However, as soon as she stepped out of her small yard, she ran into an uninvited guest.

"Brother Ji? What are you doing here?"

The disciple recruitment conference is about to begin. Now should be the busiest time for the Discipline Training Hall. Why is he here?

Ji Huaiche raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Junior Sister Jiang, do you have anything important to do now?"

Jiang Liqian didn't understand and blinked.

Then she was stuffed with a small wooden sign and thrown at the entrance of the Heart-Knocking Ladder.

Next to him was Song Ziming, who had also been conscripted, and he was shouting loudly: "Come and take a look! The Qiankun Sect's ten-year disciple recruitment meeting has officially begun. Don't miss it if you pass by! The road is right under your feet, and the immortal is just ahead. Climb the Heart-Knocking Ladder and you're not far from becoming an immortal. Everyone, come and take a look, take a look!"

"..."

Jiang Liqian seemed to be meeting this fellow disciple with the title of "Fairy Charm" for the first time. She felt embarrassed and wanted to leave this place and pretend that she didn't know him at all.

Why hadn't she just rejected Ji Huaiche's request? The idea that the Discipline Hall was short-staffed and needed help was just an excuse. It was clear that no one was willing to risk their reputation and stand with Song Ziming.

"Li Qian, don't just stand there. Come on and shout with me, otherwise how are we going to recruit new disciples?" Song Ziming didn't notice Jiang Li Qian's "disdain" at all, and kindly reminded her what she was supposed to do.

Jiang Liqian endured it again and again, and finally managed to not turn around and leave.

"Does our sect still need to shout like this to recruit new disciples?"

Qiankun Sect has always been a place that many people in the cultivation world flock to. Why is this necessary?

Simply, simply...

Unexpectedly, Song Ziming sighed deeply and said, "Li Qian, you've been in Zhenfeng for too long and don't understand what's happening outside. Times are different now. Competition is fierce, and good talents are in short supply. Sects big and small have all set up their stalls outside our sect, using the name of Qiankun Sect to snatch talents from us. If we don't shout out, all the talents will be snatched away!"

"..." Jiang Liqian had never heard of such a thing before. "Since someone is defrauding people under the name of Qiankun Sect, why doesn't the sect send people to drive them away directly?"

Song Ziming looked at Jiang Liqian with an expression that said, "As expected, you are only focused on cultivating yourself to be an immortal and don't pay any attention to what's happening outside the window." He sighed again.

"There are so many sects. If we chase them away, won't we offend half of the people in the cultivation world? Besides, it's easy to invite the King of Hell, but it's hard to deal with the little ghosts. If we chase away one wave, there will be another wave. How can we chase them all away? Besides..."

Song Ziming pointed at her, then at himself: "Do you think we're the only two conscripted? All the disciples from various peaks have been 'invited' to help. How can the Discipline Hall spare any manpower?"

"Take Shui Lian'er and Qin Beiyao, your closest friends, for example. One of them is watching people climb the stone steps on the Heart-Knocking Ladder, while the other is sweeping fallen leaves at the gate!"

"..."

Not to the point.

"Have you not seen your junior brother today?"

Jiang Liqian's eyelids twitched violently.

Song Ziming touched his nose and chuckled, "He's wiping the stone at the gate with a rag. The elders at the Discipline Hall said we must not damage the sect's reputation and must be thorough."

Jiang Liqian almost bit her tongue.

She hasn't left the sect for nine years. Is she so eager to accept a disciple now?

Song Ziming patted her shoulder, with an expression of enduring humiliation and bearing a heavy burden, and said with awe-inspiring righteousness: "Shout, good Taoist friend, for the sect!"

"..."

Of course Jiang Liqian would not do such a "shameful" thing, and she couldn't say it out loud.

She took out the "Must-Memorize Catalog of Formations" given to her by her master from her Qiankun bracelet and searched from top to bottom until she finally found the formation she was looking for. She then took out the items needed for the formation and arranged them on the ground at the entrance.

"What are you doing?" Song Ziming followed over curiously.

Jiang Liqian didn't even raise her head, and in her hand there was a delicate and small carving knife that was obviously worth a lot of money.

"Carve a formation."

Song Ziming raised his eyebrows, but didn't ask what the formation was for. He just stood by and watched.

Jiang Liqian's proficiency in using spiritual power far surpassed that of others, and even her master couldn't stop praising her.

She separated a trace of her spiritual consciousness and entered the carving knife, accurately mobilized the spiritual power entering the carving knife, and slowly drew the pattern of the magic circle on the ground.

Then she formed seals with her hands and said to Song Ziming, "Repeat what you just said."

Song Ziming didn't ask why he was doing this. He cleared his throat and began to shout passionately: "Come and take a look. The Qiankun Sect's ten-year disciple recruitment conference has officially begun. Don't miss it if you pass by! The road is right under your feet, and the immortal is just ahead. Climb the Heart-Knocking Ladder and you're not far from becoming an immortal. Everyone come and take a look, take a look!"

A ray of purple light penetrated the formation on the ground, and the dim formation diagram gradually brightened up. Only a second or two later, Song Ziming's shouting voice came from the formation on the ground, repeating over and over again, every word clear.

"Come here and take a look..."

"Come here and take a look..."

……

Song Ziming found this formation very interesting and wanted to learn it. Jiang Liqian directly handed him the "Must-Memorize Catalog of Formations" and asked him to practice with the formation diagram inside.

The thick book on formations almost broke Song Ziming's wrist.

He glanced at her thin arms with a strange expression, then looked at his own strong arms...

He must be overthinking it, right?"

"What's wrong?" Jiang Liqian, who was searching for another carving knife in her Qiankun bag to give him, noticed the gazes cast at him and couldn't help but look at him strangely.

Song Ziming immediately waved his hands and shook his head to indicate that everything was fine.

Jiang Liqian didn't suspect anything and handed him the spare carving knife.

"let's start."

Anyway, there was a formation that kept shouting, and they had nothing to do, so Song Ziming immediately started to learn how to paint. However, it took him two full hours to draw something that was barely acceptable.

Jiang Liqian frowned, not quite sure what the problem was.

The Heavy Sound Formation was just an introductory formation, and she could draw it just by looking at the picture. Why did Song Ziming take so long? And why did he always make mistakes?