While the master and apprentice were talking, the weapon-refining competition square arrived.
As an elder of the sect, he naturally has an exclusive seat, but Xu Pingyuan made a fuss to find his family.
Master Kui Mu glanced at her, "Your grandfather wrote a letter, instructing you to recognize your identity clearly. Now, you are a disciple of the Star Gate, and you are no longer the eldest lady of the Xu family."
Xu Pingyuan was startled, then retorted, "Master is lying, grandpa would not say such things."
Master Kuimu didn't believe her when he saw her, so he took out the paper crane and said, "See for yourself."
Xu Dongbei stood over curiously, and the brother and sister gathered together to read the letter.
They already recognized many of the characters on the Cultivation Continent, and what was written on the paper was very different from what Master Kui Mu said.
The brother and sister looked at each other in disbelief, then looked down at the Star Gate disciple uniforms they were wearing. Although they knew the rules were like this, they were still a little disappointed.
Compared with other disciples of the same sect, there are indeed many things that are out of line in the actions of the brother and sister in the sect.
But this is what my master wants, and no one else can say anything.
However, as masters, Master Nishang and Master Kuimu, no matter how much they dote on their young disciples, they cannot be too biased.
There are disciples from other peaks under the sect who are watching.
Regarding the brother and sister going home during the winter vacation, the boss came to see them specifically.
Although Master Nishang domineeringly drove away the leader, since the leader personally came to remind him, it means that this matter has made many disciples feel uncomfortable.
Kuimu thought for a while and simply wrote to Yuncheng and asked Xu Qingyang to explain it clearly to his two grandsons.
Xu Dongbei and Xu Pingyuan sighed together, immediately calmed down, and followed their master to sit down in the exclusive viewing area reserved for Star Gate disciples by the Weapon Refining Masters General Union.
As soon as they sat down, the brother and sister searched everywhere for their family members.
"Brother!" Xu Pingyuan suddenly pulled his brother's sleeve in surprise and pointed to the viewing seats across the square.
Xu Dongbei looked up and saw his mother-in-law and grandpa, sitting in the VIP area. There was a small table in front of them. There were spiritual fruits and pastries on the table. They seemed to be treated much better than they were here.
Master Nishang snorted coldly: "A small family head of a side branch of Yuncheng actually sat on the seat of a direct family. Isn't Xu Ao afraid that his sons and daughters will tear him alive?"
Xu Dongbei raised his head to look at Master, "Can't our family sit there?"
Nishang twitched the corners of her lips and smiled contemptuously, "There is no difference between concubine and concubine, of course not."
Xu Dongbei frowned. When he came to the world of cultivation, the word he heard most was the word "direct disciple". Just like in a sect, there are also direct disciples and collateral disciples, and people are always divided into several levels.
Xu Dongbei was not used to it, but Xu Pingyuan was okay, mainly because there were only two masters and apprentices on Zicheng Peak, namely her and Kuimu Zhenren.
There are fewer people, so naturally there are no levels to distinguish.
Xu Pingyuan glared at Master Nishang, "Uncle Master, what you said is wrong. Since my family can sit there, it is naturally because they are no worse than the direct descendants."
"Grandpa Zu is not a fool, how can he not know these things clearly?" Xu Pingyuan looked like a young lady, and she really looked a bit arrogant like a young lady from an aristocratic family.
Master Nishang glanced at her in surprise. This little girl had a lot of thoughts. Even an adult might not be able to see these undercurrents in the family.
This little girl, despite her young age, has a thorough understanding of people's hearts.
"Kuimu, who do you think this little apprentice of yours has learned from? He is young and has a lot of tricks up his sleeve. You have to be careful not to be deceived by her." Nishang reminded Kuimu jokingly.
Master Kui Mu rolled his eyes at her and pulled his young apprentice to his side, "Don't sow discord. We in Pingyuan are called extremely smart."
"Such a child can only live a long time in the world of cultivation," Master Kuimu murmured softly.
Nishang was too lazy to look at him, so she called Xu Dongbei to her and pointed at the other disciples behind her, "Don't be too honest. Learn more from your senior brothers and sisters."
Xu Dongbei nodded obediently, "Yeah."
"Look, it's started!" a disciple nearby shouted excitedly.
Everyone in the audience looked towards the square.
The process of the weapon refiner competition is simple and crude, with only two processes.
In the first round, each district selected disciples to bring their own magical weapons to the stage to explain.
The weapon refiners at the judges' table will score points according to various aspects of the magic weapon. Those who pass the test will advance to the second round.
The second round is a practical demonstration, which is also the most favorite part of the audience.
Those who pass the test will appear on the stage with their own magical weapons, and they will fight in pairs. The loser will be eliminated, and the winner will continue to defend the ring.
In order to show fairness, the cultivation level of the contestants in the arena will not be too different, and the grade of the magic weapon will also be controlled within the same grade.
Whoever stands last will win the championship and enjoy generous bonuses.
The remaining ones ranked first are still qualified to enter the inner sect of the Qi Sect for further study, and will be personally guided by famous masters.
For many casual practitioners, this is also an opportunity to live on a long-term meal ticket.
"It's aunt, uncle, and grandma!" Xu Dongbei excitedly pointed to the display stand No. 23 in the square. He wanted to stand up excitedly, but was pushed down by his senior sister again.
"Calm down." Senior sister Hongxiu reminded helplessly, "There are so many people watching. As a disciple of the sect, you must always pay attention to the image of the sect."
Xu Dongbei said oh, but didn't listen at all. All he could think about was No. 23.
He didn't understand why his grandma was participating and his uncle and aunt were also on the stage.
But soon, the answer came.
On the No. 23 display stage, the judges confirmed the identity information of the contestants, nodded, and indicated that Wang Pingping could take out the magic weapon.
Wang Pingping looked at this circular display stand with a diameter of less than three meters and said, "The venue may not be enough."
There are all kinds of magic weapons, and the huge ones, such as flying boats and other flying machines, do take up a lot of space.
The union had already prepared. The judges pointed to the open space next to where the space formation had been set up and asked Wang Pingping to go there to demonstrate.
Wang Pingping waved to Xu Yue and Xu Dalang, and the mother and son entered the space formation. The two judges followed suit.
People in the stands can also see every move in the space formation.
Few contestants entered the space formation, which attracted the attention of many viewers.
"Okay, take it out." The judge urged impatiently, "Hurry up and don't delay the next person."
The mother and son looked at each other, and the Xu Yue brother and sister consciously stepped back to the edge, and then reminded the judges to step back.
"Nothing!" The two judges were even more impatient. They had seen too many pretentious things. They were probably just fancy but useless.
Wang Pingping ignored their thoughts and saw everyone retreating to a safe area. With a wave of her sleeves, she released the combat mecha placed in the space.
Only a muffled sound was heard, as if a huge heavy object fell, and the ground beneath their feet shook violently. A silver two-person combat mecha with a height of 6.6 meters and a shoulder width of 2.2 meters suddenly appeared in front of everyone!
