Fairy

When the first ray of sunlight fell in the morning, Wang Xian, who had practiced the flying sword all night, looked up at the Jinsha Mountain, which towered like a divine mountain. Remembering the old Taoist's instructions, he returned to the inn, paid the rent, and drove the sword towards Jinsha. The sand mountain flew away.

All the famous rivers and mountains occupied by the immortal family are shrouded in smog. Ordinary people can't see the true face of the immortal mountain at all. What they look up at is just a cloud of smoke, and they feel dizzy if they are connected for thousands of miles.

Wearing the morning light, Wang Xian flew over the Jinsha Mountain, only to feel gusts of current blowing towards him, and almost fell down on his head. He hurriedly retracted the flying sword and landed on a mountain peak.

"Who are you? Dare to break into the Golden Sand Sect?" A disciple of the Golden Sand Sect with a horse face and a pale yellow costume pulled out the fairy sword behind his back and asked Wang Xian.

"Brother, please. This is a letter from a senior to my subordinate, asking this junior to join the Gold Sand Sect." Wang Xian took out the letter from his storage bag.

Disciple Ma Lian received the letter and said seriously: "You wait here for a while, don't take a step forward, otherwise you will be punished for trespassing on the sect. I will report to Elder Shanquan." After finishing speaking, he walked away.

The horse-faced brother came back soon, waved to Wang Xian, and said: "Elder Shanquan is meeting with guests, you come with me, and the elders will meet you when the meeting is over."

"Thank you, brother." Wang Xian has always adhered to the principle of being courteous and courteous.

The horse-faced man led Wang Xian to a square building and stood at the entrance of the main hall.

After a cup of tea, twelve youths came out of the main hall, and the horse-faced disciple announced loudly: "Disciple Tao Bing came to see Master Shanquan, and the disciple with the letter of acceptance has already arrived."

An old voice came from the main hall: "Come on, bring him in."

Wang Xian followed the pottery handle into the main hall filled with cigarettes, looked up, and saw an old man with white beard and hair sitting cross-legged on a futon, with two incense burners in front of him emitting smoke.

Shanquan swept Wang Xian with his spiritual sense, nodded slightly, looked at Tao Shanlai with both eyes, and asked, "Tanglai, has your master not come out of closed doors since three years ago?"

Tao Binglai bowed and said, "Uncle, before retreating, Master once said 'If you don't refine the purple gold gourd, the seventh-order magic weapon, you will never leave the retreat'. So far, there is no news of Master, and he is still retreating in the cave."

"Senior brother, it's true, let the dignified elders not do it, and go to refine the seventh-level magic weapon, the purple gold gourd. The seventh-level magic weapon is not so easy to make, even the first one in the century. A seventh-level magic weapon. My Golden Sand Sect can refine two or three sixth-level magic weapons in a hundred years, which is already very capable." Shanquan disagrees with the senior brother's approach, and it is not easy to slander him in front of the senior disciples. Put it down, let the pottery handle come down.

Tao Binglai saluted and left the main hall, only Wang Xian and Shanquan were left in the large hall.

Shanquan stared at Ji Xian with piercing eyes, without saying a word.

Ji Xian rolled his eyes and thought: "Could it be that this old man is testing my patience now? I heard that crafting is a very boring thing. Many disciples can't bear the loneliness of crafting and left the Jinsha Sect. A sect that takes weapon refining as its profession. I must persevere and not show any signs of impatience."

In the main hall, a needle could be heard, Shan Quan and Wang Xian stared at each other, neither of them spoke first, they were in a silent contest.

One hour passed, two hours passed, and until sunset, Wang Xian and Shan Quan were still in a contest.

Shanquan's expression remained unchanged, but in fact there was a great shock in his heart: "This disciple has a strong endurance, and it has been several hours without showing any signs of impatience. Disciple."

Shanquan smiled kindly, and resolved the rivalry between the two into invisible, and said slowly: "There is a letter of acceptance from this sect, and your identity is innocent, so you can join the Dingshui Department of this sect and become my core disciple."

Jinsha sect is divided into Jiajin Department, Yimu Department, Binghuo Department, Dingshui Department, Wutu Department, Shanquan is Ding