When the leading man heard this, the contempt in his eyes became even greater. If the Sword Control Sect was really so popular, how could it be so bad that even the leader would go down to recruit people?
The disciples of the Sword Control Sect nearby also heard Qin Shuo's words. They didn't know Qin Shuo's name yet, but they already knew that Qin Shuo was Li Qilin's newly recruited junior brother.
The Sword Controlling Sect was very united, and Qin Shuo persuaded Li Qilin to let them vent their frustrations, which greatly improved their impression of Qin Shuo.
So, one of the disciples asked worriedly: "Junior brother, don't bet against others in a moment of anger... This... it's still a bit difficult for our sect to recruit people."
Qin Shuo's lips curled up: "Brother, you don't have to worry now. This is not a bet. He said that if we recruit ten people, he will act and eat that one. And I didn't say that if I can't recruit anyone, I will do it."
Whatever you want."
The senior brother burst out laughing. This little junior brother is a very thief. If you want to take advantage of him, it will be even harder than climbing to the sky. Now that he has joined the Sword Controlling Sect, it will be much more fun in the future.
The leading man was so depressed that he almost vomited blood: "Damn! I got tricked by him again!"
However, Li Qilin felt that Qin Shuo would not target without aim. He became confused and asked: "Xiao Qin, do you really have a way to recruit people?"
Qin Shuo stood up and stretched out of habit: "Master, just watch. However, I'm afraid I won't be able to live in the sect tonight, so I have to prepare in advance."
Li Qilin really couldn't imagine what Qin Shuo could do. He even went down the mountain himself, and no one from the Sword Control Sect cared about it. How could Qin Shuo change the sect?
Everyone went back to the sect to rest with questions.
Although Li Qilin still wanted to ask Qin Shuo for questioning, Qin Shuo was busy with something, so he could only postpone it.
Qin Shuo dragged the beaten and disabled people down the mountain along the road.
It's not that he wants to kill people and silence them, but he can't let a few people die outside Yujianmen.
When he walked to the town, he discarded a few people like garbage.
As for how those people seek medical treatment, that is their own business.
Although a few people don't even have entry-level cultivation, they are still able to control spiritual energy. It is inconvenient for them to move, but they will not die on the road if their hands and feet are swollen.
All night long, the entire Sword Control Sect was discussing Qin Shuo. They all liked this junior brother, but they didn't think Qin Shuo could recruit anyone.
Li Qilin also stayed up all night, and while he was guessing Qin Shuo's thoughts, he was also thinking about his little senior brother.
Why did the little brother kill the snake on the mountain road?
And why is Qin Laishou at the scene again?
Qin Laishou is not the junior senior brother, but is he sent by the junior senior brother to support the sect?
"Eh? Don't say it! It's really possible. Although the younger brother has not returned to the sect, he has saved Qiyue. He has no ill intentions towards the sect."
"He might really be busy with something, that's why he sent Xiao Qin to help us."
"Xiao Qin is so young and his cultivation level may not be very good, but he is clever and cunning and must have many tricks up his sleeve."
Li Qilin was looking forward to it. He really wanted to know how Qin Shuo was going to turn the humble Sword Controlling Sect into something that everyone was fighting for.
Early the next morning,
The disciples of the Sword Control Sect got up early to clean up. Their sect is old and tidy. This is not without reason. The disciples cherish every stool and table in the sect.
Li Qilin has always taken the lead. He is always the first to get up and the first to clean.
But today he is not the first. Because of what happened last night, everyone is looking forward to today's changes.
Yes, they practiced all night, and at five o'clock in the morning, they started cleaning.
At five o'clock, no one came!
It’s six o’clock and there’s no one there!
The disciples were a little impatient.
"Junior brother, why haven't you brought anyone here yet?"
"Hey! It's still early now. Even if you want to apply for membership, you won't come before dawn."
"Yes, yes, I'm a little too excited."
At eight o'clock in the morning, still no one came,
The disciples began to doubt.
"This...junior brother won't even deceive us."
"It must be difficult to call people over. Even if the head brother comes down the mountain, he can't call people over. No matter how powerful the little brother is, he can't do it in a matter of seconds."
"That's right, my junior brother is not a god."
Until ten o'clock in the morning, there was still only a breeze blowing away the fallen leaves outside the sect.
The brothers and sisters were lying on the wall one by one to look around, but they didn't see a single figure.
"Speaking of which... he seemed to have left yesterday without even registering to join the sect..."
"You mean...junior brother is just looking for an excuse to run away? He doesn't like my Sword Controlling Sect?"
"That's not possible. He came to the door and asked to join. It's not like the head brother tricked him here."
"I saw that he seemed to have just left his hometown and entered the city. He couldn't have known about my sword-controlling sect before, so he came to join. Then, when he returned to the town last night, he heard people's comments and thought that I was a sword-controlling sect.
Zong is that liar sect, so he probably changed his mind..."
"Although I don't want to say this, it's really possible..."
At twelve o'clock at noon, when it was time for everyone to eat, everyone had given up any hope.
There were also people who went to the Taoist Hall and wanted to ask the head brother's opinion.
Li Qilin was meditating, and his reply only had three words.
"Be still and wait."
Everyone admires the determination of the head brother, and even if Qin Shuo really doesn't come back, there is nothing anyone can do.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, people gave up completely. They were meditating when they should be meditating, and practicing sword practice when they were supposed to.
They all have melancholy on their faces, and it is very uncomfortable to be deceived by someone they trust, even if it is just a person who has only met once.
One of the disciples was depressed and struck too hard, and actually chopped a training dummy to pieces.
He has upgraded from two swords to three swords!
He was inexplicably surprised.
He didn't even know, should he blame Qin Shuo? Or should he be grateful to Qin Shuo?
He moved the dummy outside the sect. He couldn't get rid of the wood anymore, it was all broken into powder, but he could still get the joints of the joints. Then he could get some strong wood and make a new dummy.
Outside the forging door, he used tools to dismantle the dummy's joints. A leaf fell and floated to his hair.
He looked up and saw that at some point, the green leaves all over the mountain began to turn yellow.
"The wind is blowing and autumn is here. I don't know if our sect, which is despised by everyone, can survive this autumn."
He felt a little desolate, and he complained a little,
The master brought him to the sect, and then went out to look for other disciples. It has been more than a hundred years, but there has been no news and no one knows whether he is still alive.
He patted the sawdust on his body, packed up the dismantled gold and iron, and prepared to return to the door.
However, at this time, a few voices came from the mountain road,
He followed the sound and saw densely packed heads everywhere in his field of vision.