After taking a shower, Jiang Chen took Xiaofan to find the two girls who were drinking morning tea.
"It's okay to take a shower..."
Yichen wanted to complain without even thinking about it, but when he saw Jiang Chen's appearance clearly, he was speechless.
The previous Jiang Chen was almost like a beggar. Although he could tell that he had a delicate face and beautiful features, Yichen was not in the mood to appreciate it.
Now I take off my old clothes and take a bath, and I finally regain my original appearance.
"So handsome!"
Even Wen Xin couldn't help but think of it.
Jiang Qingyu and Gao Yuelang are both talented and beautiful, and the son they gave birth to is naturally good-looking. Coupled with Jiang Chen's introverted personality and deep eyes, he doesn't look like a villager at all.
"Xiaofan, is he really from your village?" Yichen couldn't help but ask.
"No, big brother came from the sky, accompanied by thunder and lightning." Xiao Fan said immediately.
This was the truth, but it was beyond the two women's imagination, so naturally they didn't take it to heart.
"This is just right, so as not to embarrass me."
Continuing to move forward, Yichen's expression on Jiang Chen's face improved a lot, especially the looks from passers-by, which really helped her.
"When you go to Qingling Gate from now on, you don't have to be a handyman. I'll find you a job as a steward," Yichen said.
Jiang Chen shook his head and smiled bitterly, lamenting the importance of appearance.
Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "Are we there?"
"Well, the Ancient Sword Sect is on the green mountain in front."
Going out from another city gate, you will see a road paved with bluestones.
Not long after walking along this road, Jiang Chen saw more and more cultivators.
Most of them are in the Heaven-Bearing Realm and fly down on this road.
The reason why I didn't fly up the mountain was out of respect for the Ancient Sword Sect.
When we arrived at the mountain gate, it was like a river flowing into the sea. As far as the eye could see, there were people almost everywhere.
"Do you think we will be invited to Tianshan Terrace?"
"Maybe."
"In that case, we can see Senior Brother Song."
The two girls were discussing in low voices again.
There are so many people wishing birthdays, it is impossible to take care of everyone, and some people may even not see the face of the real owner in the end.
Tianshan Terrace is equivalent to VIP seats.
Three things determine whether you can sit on it.
Identity, sincerity, talent.
The identity refers to the Venerable. The Venerable does not need to land, and there is no problem in flying directly into the Ancient Sword Sect.
Talent, of course, refers to young geniuses, which are valued by all forces.
As for sincerity, it refers to congratulatory gifts, and no one is exempt from this custom.
Wen Xin and Yi Chen's talents are not bad, but they are not the best either. They didn't plan to go to Tianshan Terrace when they came.
But now they exchanged a glance and walked toward the mountain gate with excitement.
There are only two types of people who come and need to line up. One is to prove their talent.
The other is sincerity, offering congratulatory gifts, the Ancient Sword Sect will review them one by one.
If others report their names, they can enter the mountain directly.
This scene disappointed Jiang Chen. When he heard about the Ancient Sword Sect, he had high expectations for this sect.
It's not that he is noble, Lingyun Palace would also accept gifts back then.
The problem is that the food looks too ugly and looks too powerful.
While waiting in the queue, Jiang Chen observed that the young men and women there who wanted to prove themselves were all in the late Tongtian realm.
In these people, he seemed to see his old self, and he couldn't help feeling sad.
Suddenly, three people jumped in line in front of Wen Xin and Yi Chen, ignoring the angry looks of Wen Xin and Yi Chen.
"Hey! It doesn't look right for you to jump in line!" Yichen couldn't bear this tone.
"Aren't these two sisters from Qingling Sect?"
"Did I ask you to queue up in the wrong queue?"
"I said you Qinglingmen are joining in the fun here and wasting everyone's time. Just give up your position."
The three people who jumped in line were unapologetic and were still sarcastic.
Jiang Chen took a look and found that they were two women and one man, wearing the same clothes, and they should be from the same sect.
"I asked who was so incompetent, it turned out to be someone from Mu Yuan Sect!"
After seeing the three of them clearly, Yichen clasped his hands on his chest and sneered.
"Yichen, you are still so sharp-tongued."
Mu Yuanzong is headed by a tall woman with good looks, fourth level of Tongtian Realm, taller than Yichen.
"I said you guys are just bickering. Let's quickly decide who should retreat to the back first."
Not only were Wen Xin and Yi Chen dissatisfied with cutting in line, but the people behind them were also unable to sit still.
"Obviously they were the ones who jumped in line." Wen Xin argued, with a hint of grievance in her tone.
"That's not my business."
The person speaking behind doesn't care.
"Go to the back and rearrange the queue. There are only two Tongtian realms in Qingling Sect." The woman from Mu Yuanzong joked.
Hearing this, Yichen was so angry that she wanted to draw her sword. She told Xiaofan that Qingling Sect was not simple in many ways, how could she allow others to say that.
"What's going on?"
At the front of the team, a disciple from the Ancient Sword Sect walked up.
"It's Senior Brother Song."
Both Yichen and the Shixiu woman were very nervous when they saw the person coming, and they were arranging their hair.
After seeing clearly the appearance of Senior Brother Song, Jiang Chen was not surprised that they would have this reaction.
He is a talented man, tall and wearing a long, slim-fitting black suit, which makes him look good.
"Senior Brother Song, they were the ones who jumped in line!" Yichen said hurriedly.
"Senior Brother Song, they are the ones causing trouble. What kind of gift can Qingling Sect give to show its sincerity?" Shi Ling of Mu Yuan Sect argued.
After hearing what the two girls said, Senior Brother Song frowned.
"Junior sister, please show me the gift first." Senior Brother Song said.
Hearing what he said, Jiang Chen's impression of him was greatly reduced.
As the chief disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect, he does not uphold the rules of queuing and has no principles.
But looking at Yichen's reaction, he didn't feel anything was wrong. Instead, he proudly took out the wooden box and glanced at Shi Ling.
Shi Ling rolled his eyes exaggeratedly and folded his hands in front of his chest, wanting to see what Qingling Sect could come up with.
Unfortunately, the angle was not enough, so she could not clearly see the contents of the opened box.
Fortunately, Senior Brother Song took out the Chixiao Sword from the box.
Judging from the scabbard, there is nothing surprising about it.
"Some people are short-sighted and use rags as gifts." Shi Ling couldn't help but mock.
Senior Brother Song was confused until he pulled out the sword.
The sword was only a third of the way out, and Senior Brother Song's face was full of surprise. He changed his posture to hold the sword, as if he was holding a treasure.
He did not pull out the sword completely, but carefully looked at the texture of the sword body.
"magic weapon!"
There was a commotion throughout the team, especially Shi Ling, whose eyes were almost wide-eyed.
"Good sword, good sword."
Senior Brother Song was so full of praise that he didn't even have to queue up and personally led Wen Xin and Yi Chen up the mountain.
This almost made Yichen's tail go up to the sky.
Leaving behind the envious Shi Ling, the four of them followed Senior Brother Song up the mountain.
"Senior Brother, where did this sword come from?" Senior Brother Song asked.
Hearing this question, Wen Xin and Yi Chen looked at each other, a little embarrassed.
"What? Is there something unspeakable? If this sword is involved in anything, the Ancient Sword Sect cannot accept it." Senior Brother Song said solemnly.
However, Jiang Chen noticed that something was wrong in his eyes when he spoke.