The First Sword of the Earth

After the headmaster made it clear that ‘a trivial matter such as door rules can be done in two hours for the teacher’, three waves of people were dispatched and the first wave of ‘recruitment’ started for the Chunyang Sword Sect to flourish.

Compared with Wang Sheng and their tasks, recruiting people and recruiting handymen, they only need to pick and choose among the casual cultivators gathered outside the mountain gate. The tasks facing Senior Sister and Wang Xiaomiao are the most difficult.

——Find a cook for the Pure Yang Sword Pie.

Before the young disciple bigu, he had to eat, and it was a critical period for body growth and foundation building. You can't stress enough about eating.

In addition, the two honorary elders and master sisters of the Pure Yang Sword Sect will still not treat their taste buds badly after bigu. The chef they want to choose must not only be familiar with ordinary cuisine, but also master the cooking of spirit beast meat. The special skill of Treasure Rice.

Wang Xiaomiao first asked the question, should the cook be an ordinary person or a monk?

Ordinary people will inevitably have a family, but where can the monk find a ‘wizard’ who is ‘fascinated in cooking’?

Wang Xiaomiao thought of an idea, and after discussing it with his senior sister, he got a wooden board with a few lines written on it, and it was erected to the left of the mountain gate archway:

[Chunyang Jianpai now recruits one (or two) chefs, with preferential treatment, interested in contacting.

Requirements: Know a variety of cuisines, be able to live in the mountain gate, have no bad habits, pay attention to food hygiene, and those who really like cooking food are preferred. 】

Wang Xiaomiao put down the wooden plank and quickly slid back. The monks guarding outside the gate and the monks waiting up and down the mountain moved at this moment.

There were even a few casual practitioners from the Golden Core Realm who flew straight over, but when they saw what was written on the wooden board, they were a little disappointed.

They are all waiting here to see if they can join the Pure Sun Sword Sect as outsiders.

One is to be able to enjoy the resource dividend of the big sect; the other is naturally directed at the three masters and apprentices of Qingyanzi, who can enjoy the cool under the big tree. This is the most promising environment for their casual cultivation.

Especially the Pure Sun Sword Sect has just started, and there are many opportunities and fortunes.

Therefore, after Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan sent invitations everywhere, and after the'opening time' of the Pure Yang Sword School was determined, many well-known casual practitioners in the monastic world came here to try their luck.

If you can join the Pure Sun Sword Sect, then it would be great. If you don't add it, you won't lose anything. You should come here to watch the ceremony and be familiar with the first sword repairman in the realm of Taoism today.

"cook……"

"Starting to recruit people, but I didn't expect that the first person to be released was a cook."

"Why, Lao Zhao, do you want to try? I remember the last time I went to your house for a drink, you made a good meal."

"Don't be kidding, this is cooking for Fairy Jian Xiu Feiyu and Nonyu, I dare not show my ugliness with these two brushes..."

"What this fellow Taoist said is wrong. They recruited chefs to prepare for apprenticeship. And you see, they called for a variety of cuisines and pay attention to food hygiene. This shows that the Chunyang Sword Sect will inevitably recruit new students in the future. disciple."

The monks on the third floor and the third floor surrounded one by one, but no one stood up and said something for themselves.

This made Wang Xiaomiao who was waiting behind the gate a little speechless.

The stove and ingredients have been prepared in the back kitchen. As long as someone stands up, they can go there and try it directly.

But after waiting for half an hour, none of the casual cultivators outside left.

"How's it going?" Sister Xi Lian's voice suddenly came from behind. Wang Sheng held a wooden board and walked over with Xi Lian.

Wang Xiaomiao sighed, turned his head and glanced at the elder sister, her apricot eyes widened and her mouth sighed with emotion.

The eldest sister actually put on a serious Taoist gown! Also combed the dignified cloud temple!

The plain white robe was very loose, although it still couldn't hide Xi Lian's hot figure, but with a little more dusty temperament, Xi Lian also restrained her natural charm at this time.

The style of an outsider.

"Sister, you suddenly!" Wang Xiaomiao gave a thumbs up, "It's full of fairy spirit."

Xi Lian suddenly showed a slightly mysterious smile, but before she said anything, Wang Xiaomiao understood something from Xi Lian's smile, and suddenly realized it.

Wow, these monks outside the gate are miserable...

Wang Sheng smiled and said, "Has anyone signed up?"

"No, they just said to take a look, they shouldn't know how to cook," Wang Xiaomiao said, "and it is estimated that only when you finish the selection, brother, will anyone consider coming to our sword pie as a cook.

Later, my senior sister and I will go down the mountain and find some restaurants to try and try our luck. "

"Come on," Wang Sheng encouraged, and then looked beyond the mountain gate.

The eyes of the group of San Xiu suddenly lighted up, and most of them saw the wooden sign in Wang Sheng's hand.

The king said: "Let's get started."

Xi Lian nodded gently, and then a white cloud grew under her feet, carrying her slowly into the air.

Outside the mountain gate, various scattered practitioners stared at Xi Lian's figure for some unknown reasons, and they all recognized that this was the prestigious Ziyan Temple ancient demon, and now Jian Xiu's non-verbal ‘red face confidant’ fox demon Xi Lian.

——This is the saying that is most widely circulated in the monastic world.

On that day, Wang Sheng cut fifteen ancient cultivators in a row with an anger, and he also brought on the gossip attribute of "an anger is a beauty", and he talked about it with great enthusiasm.

After Xi Lian rose into the air, her slender hands quickly formed seals, and her vitality was awakened within ten miles of her radius. Around this mountain, she solidified into white clouds.

Afterwards, Xilian's palm gently pressed, a cloud fell on the edge of the cliff directly in front of the mountain gate, and then another white cloud fell on the back of the white cloud, slightly lower, like two steps.

White clouds floated down, surrounding the mountain, paved into a circling ‘cloud ladder’ from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.

It was just this hand-control cloud technique that was a means that ordinary cultivators couldn't even think of, and it directly suppressed the audience.

This arrangement also has no profound meaning, it shows the confidence of the Pure Sun Sword School-before entering my door, first climb the road to the clouds, and then have a steady pace;

It also expressed that the Chunyang Sword Sect will not only recruit gatekeepers in the future, but will also provide a way to climb the mountain for monks who cannot be squeezed up the mountain at this time.

After many monks recovered, Wang Sheng was already standing in front of the mountain gate, placing the wooden board in his hand on the right side of the mountain gate, with a few lines written on it.

[Chunyang Sword Sect recruits monks (four to six people) from Namen, with preferential treatment, and registration as soon as possible.

The treatment is the same as that of direct disciples. The main tasks to be responsible are the internal and external patrols of the Sword Sect and the preservation of the reputation of the Sword Sect. If the potential is great, the Sword Sect will also focus on resource cultivation.

Entering the door is a family, watching and helping each other, we will help each other's good fortune and misfortune]

This brand, at first glance, came from the hands of the king.

Wang Sheng arched his hands to the monks in front, and the monks all turned their attention to Wang Sheng.

With magic power hidden, Wang Sheng's voice appeared everywhere on the mountain below.

"Everyone, please, please don't argue before the mountain gate. If there is a Daoist who is willing to join our Pure Sun Sword Sect, you can come to me and post a note.

My Pure Yang Sword School has just been established, and it is when Pepsi is waiting to be excited and employing people, I am also eager for a leader to be able to follow the path of immortality.

However, the family teacher has strict orders. Anyone who has committed crimes, misconducts, or has bad intentions should not be allowed to enter the gate of this school. If you are lucky, you will be at your own risk. "

After that, Wang Sheng made a slogan, then took out a long table and three wooden stools from the storage magic treasure, and took out a blank roster.

Xi Lian slowly fell from the air and took a seat with Wang Sheng; then the eldest sister started to study ink, and placed the brush and roster in front of her.

There is no need to show the ugliness of the words of the king.

Wang Xiaomiao sat down next to his brother, and shouted: "If you want to be a cook, please ask me to sign up!"

This sentence was like a flare gun at a track and field event. The monks outside moved by hearing the wind. More than a dozen monks who stood in the front stepped forward quickly, but stopped in ‘tacit understanding’ when they reached the gate of the mountain.

No one knows what will happen before, and they don't want to be the first to rush up.

"I come!"

A young monk with a sword on his back took a step forward, looked at Wang Sheng with scorching eyes, and shouted in his mouth: "Next!"

As soon as he opened his throat, it might be because he was too nervous, and his voice was a bit sharp, followed by two coughs, and stepped into the fairy gate, his aura also vented a bit.

The monk said loudly: "I'm going to Jinwei! An unnamed casual repairman, twenty-two this year!

I repaired "The Sword of No Shadow" and "The Sword of Flowing Frost Aohan", under the tutelage of Zhongnan Mountain's Wangfeng Dao, and his cultivation methods are in the same line as Qingcheng Mountain's Dao. "

Wang Sheng flicked his palm, and there was also a wooden stool in front of the table.

Xilian tapped her right hand, and a thin film of light and shadow appeared at the mountain gate, which cut off internal and external sounds; then she picked up the pen and wrote down the name of the person.

"Sit," Wang Sheng made a please gesture.

The visitors looked at Wang Sheng with scorching eyes, and whispered: "Senior, can you sign me first? I'm a big fan of you!

He thinks that his cultivation base is not high, his qualifications are not strong, and he may not be able to enter the door.

Hey, seniors help me get an autograph first, so that I won't be here in vain. "

Wang Sheng raised his head and looked at this person a few times. He looked square, his eyes under his thick eyebrows were piercing and energetic, his aura was calm, and he had the charm of light and emptiness~www.readwn.com~ Obviously the swordsmanship is also elegant. The way.

"Yes, where to sign?"

The monk drew the long sword on his back, and Wang Sheng thought he was going to sign the sword;

But this Joaquin Wei directly took off his Taoist robe, turned around, revealing his back full of muscle lines, and then turned his head to look at Wang Sheng with that kind of extremely serious and somewhat enthusiastic eyes.

"Senior! Use a sword to engrave on my back! Just write the words Jianxiufeiyu!"

Wang Sheng's forehead was suddenly covered with black lines, and Xi Lian and Wang Xiaomiao next to them laughed one after another.

The group of monks outside looked at each other, they couldn't hear the movement inside, they could only speculate by looking at the screen...

Why does this start to undress?

He also faced Jian Xiu Feiyu with his back...

Is there something tricky in it?

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