The meeting room suddenly became noisy because of the lightning strike wood that Jing Shizhen brought out. Naturally, everyone wanted the good stuff.

Jing Shizhen and Su Xiaofan still had some of the smaller lightning strike wood, which was cut from the main trunk, but Jing Shizhen was able to trade some things.

Zhao Yijian's phone call took a long time, and it took him half an hour to return to the conference room.

"Both of you, I have already announced the master sect. I can accept you two as disciples and teach them sword-control techniques."

After Zhao Yijian came in, he didn't pay attention to anyone else, and directly sent a message to Jing Shizhen and Su Xiaofan: "But the two of them are masters and apprentices, and they are also art masters. This seniority is really difficult to arrange.

The ancestor has spoken. Both of them are outer disciples of the Sword Sect. They are listed on the Sword Sect's gate. They only teach the skills but do not enter the sword tomb. They judge their seniority based on their cultivation...

In other words, you and I are both at the Three Flowers Gathering Stage, and in our Sword Sect, we treat each other as brothers and sisters, so what do you think of brother respect?"

Zhao Yijian blinked at Jing Shizhen and suppressed the smile on his face.

If seniority is purely based on cultivation, then within the Sword Sect, Master Jing Shizhen might still be called Senior Brother Su Xiaofan.

"You sword sects are quite bad."

Jing Shizhen laughed bitterly when he heard this, but he could also understand Jian Zong's difficulty in getting out.

Jing Shizhen was the master and disciple, but neither of them had anything to do with the Sword Sect before that.

The Jianzong could not respect Shizhen's seniority and belittle Su Xiaofan's seniority just because they were master and disciple. This was against the rules, especially since the two of them were at the same level of cultivation.

So Jian Zong came up with this idea. You can decide your seniority among yourself.

But in the Sword Sect, seniority is determined by cultivation. If you Jing Shizhen has the ability to break through to the realm of Yangshen, then Zhao Yijian will call you uncle.

"I wonder if you agree, Brother Jing?"

Zhao Yijian smiled and looked at Jing Shizhen. Anyway, this was the condition. If they agreed, they would agree. If they didn't agree, it was not impossible for the Sword Sect to get the Lightning Strike Wood from the Death Forbidden Zone. It just required the ancestor to take action.

In fact, there were two opinions within the Sword Sect regarding Jing Shizhen’s apprenticeship in the early years.

One is to accept Jing Shizhen. After all, Jing Shizhen's cultivation talent is very strong. He has already reached the Great Zhoutian realm in his twenties, and meets the conditions for the Sword Sect to accept a disciple.

But there is another view that the Kung Fu of Jing Shi Zhen’s original sect is too peaceful and does not fit in with the Sword Sect’s mentality of going forward with an invincible sword, so they refuse to join the Jing Shi Zhen sect.

But now Jing Shizhen has become a cultivator in the Three Flowers Gathering Realm. Even in the Sword Sect, it is a high-end combat force. He is still willing to join, which is also beneficial to the Sword Sect.

Coupled with the addition of Su Xiaofan, who was in his early twenties, even though the conditions for accepting disciples of the Sword Sect were extremely harsh, he lowered his dignity and started to recruit people. Quan thought he bought Su Xiaofan and gave him Jing Shizhen as a gift.

"If the two of us join the Sword Sect, what will be the difference between us and the inner disciples?" Jing Shizhen pondered for a moment and passed on his spiritual consciousness.

"There is no difference. Apart from not joining the Presbyterian Council and being unable to participate in the Sword Sect's decisions, everything else is the same."

Zhao Yijian replied: "You two can enjoy the same offerings as me, three bottles of Jingyuan Dan every year, and you can enter the restricted area to practice for half a year every year, but you are not allowed to enter the sword tomb to get swords, so you two can only find ways to use your own weapons...

"

"oh?"

Jing Shizhen raised his head when he heard this, "Then what obligations do the two of us need to bear?"

The conditions given by Jian Zong were far beyond Jing Shizhen's imagination. He originally thought that Jian Zong would just teach them sword-controlling skills, but he didn't expect that there would be so many benefits.

Three bottles of Jingyuan Dan per year is much more generous than the relevant departments, and there is also a restricted area for practicing, which is also very important to Jing Shizhen. These two things are unexpected blessings.

"The sword sect's skills are not allowed to be spread to outsiders. In addition, if the sword sect is in trouble, you two must go all out..."

Zhao Yijian set out the conditions of Jian Zong, but in the eyes of Jing Shizhen and Su Xiaofan, these two conditions are not excessive. Compared with what Jian Zong gave them, these conditions are already very loose.

"I also have a condition."

Jing Shizhen suddenly sent a message: "If we are not allowed to enter the sword tomb, where will we find weapons? If senior brother is willing to include your flying sword in this transaction, then we agree!"

"Old Jing, I really saw you right, you are a businessman."

Hearing Jing Shizhen's words, Zhao Yijian suddenly burst into laughter, "Okay, I agreed, and this will be regarded as a meeting gift from my senior brother..."

"Senior brother, what about Xiaofan? Doesn't he have one?" Jing Shizhen said shamelessly.

"Junior brother Xiaofan doesn't need it."

Zhao Yijian looked at Su Xiaofan, and his consciousness fluctuated: "In the early years, some flying swords from our Sword Sect were lost outside. Doesn't Junior Brother Xiaofan have one on his body?"

"Senior brother, you have good eyesight!"

Su Xiaofan didn't expect that the flying sword he had hidden on his body would be sensed by Zhao Yijian. He nodded and said, "I got it from Ao Island some time ago. I don't know if it is the flying sword of the Sword Sect?"

"It must be. I can feel it from the fluctuations on the sword. Your sword was lost from the Sword Tomb."

Zhao Yijian said calmly: "When the mountains and rivers were shattered, my sword sect was also born to kill enemy chiefs. Your sword should be the one that was lost outside."

"This is also the fate between you and my Sword Sect, just keep it for yourself."

After Zhao Yijian passed this sentence to Su Xiaofan, he looked at everyone in the conference room and said: "Jing Shizhen and Su Xiaofan have decided to join our Qingcheng Sword Sect. I agreed on behalf of the Sword Sect and will complete the initiation ceremony in the future.

I also hope that everyone will watch the ceremony..."

"Congratulations, congratulations to the Sword Sect for accepting another high disciple!"

"Yes, the Sword Sect has had no disciples for twenty years, right?"

"I will definitely be there the day after tomorrow. Congratulations to Jian Zong!"

"Old Zhao, don't you think about my son anymore? The vajra I just replaced can be used as a disciple ceremony."

As soon as Zhao Yijian entered the door just now, he was flirting with Master Jing Shizhen and his disciples. Everyone knew that they were communicating through spiritual consciousness. Now when they heard Zhao Yijian's words, they knew that the agreement was settled.

The Sword Sect's acceptance of a disciple is also a big event in the circle of cultivators, and everyone in the venue expressed their congratulations.

But some people understand, and some people are puzzled. Su Xiaofan seems to have no cultivation, and why Zhao Yijian seems to have got a treasure, smiling from ear to ear.

Although it was a happy event for the Sword Sect to accept a disciple, the transaction still had to go on. Su Xiaofan found a moment to leave the conference room and picked up the four lightning rods in the car.

Each one was one and a half meters long and nearly thirty centimeters thick. Such a large lightning strike tree immediately stunned everyone.

It's not like lightning-strike wood has never appeared in past trade fairs, but they all looked like the ones Jing Shizhen first took out. They were very small. They had never seen such a big lightning-strike wood there.

Those who were still questioning Su Xiaofan just now realized that these four lightning-strike logs weighed more than a thousand kilograms. How could Su Xiaofan be an ordinary person when he could pick them up so lightly?

For a time, other items traded at the trade fair were no longer so popular. In today's fair, master and apprentice Jing Shizhen really stole the show.

The trade fair ended in a bit of an anticlimax, and even Lu'an was a bit disappointed. Even their relevant departments couldn't take out the few pieces of lightning-struck wood.

After the trade fair, Zhao Yijian invited Master Jing Shizhen to his room. Apprenticeship was not a trivial matter for the two of them, and they needed to discuss it with each other.

Those lightning-struck logs were given to another Jianzong disciple to take back. Qingcheng was the territory of Jianzong, so there was no fear of anything happening.

"Senior Brother Zhao, after all this going around and around, we have become the same sect."

Jing Shizhen smiled a little proudly. When he was young, he was rejected as a disciple, which always left a thorn in his heart. Now he has finally pulled it out.

"If it weren't for Junior Brother Xiaofan, do you think the ancestor would accept you?"

Zhao Yijian curled his lips, looked at Su Xiaofan, and said: "Junior brother Xiaofan, I am not asking for your privacy, but with your cultivation..."

Zhao Yijian said half of his words, but Su Xiaofan knew what he meant. His cultivation level was abnormal in anyone's eyes.

"Brother, I can absorb a kind of energy..."

Su Xiaofan's words were already familiar, and now he brought out the energy of the starry sky again. The well-informed Zhao Yijian was stunned for a moment.

"Is this serious?"

After listening to Su Xiaofan's story, Zhao Yijian looked at Jing Shizhen.

"Lu'an and I have witnessed it with our own eyes, can it still be false?"

Jing Shizhen said: "Xiaofan's physique should be different from ordinary people, just like those who can absorb the energy of the restricted area when they are ordinary people. He can be regarded as a gift."

"This matter is of great importance. I'm afraid Junior Brother Xiaofan still has to practice it."

Zhao Yijian said with a solemn expression: "You two, why don't you come with me to the Sword Sect's station now? I, the Sword Sect, should be able to find some of the flying rocks in the sky."

Zhao Yijian was a little older than Jing Shizhen, and he was a swordsman who had been in seclusion in Qingcheng all year round, so he would still describe meteorites as flying rocks from the sky.

"Now?" Su Xiaofan asked.

"Now!"

Zhao Yijian nodded. This starry sky energy can actually advance a person's cultivation level so quickly. It can be said to be an extremely important thing.

If this method of cultivation can be popularized, it will definitely have a subversive impact on today's cultivator world, so last night Liu'an sent in meteorites to try it personally.

"Okay, let's take a walk."

Su Xiaofan nodded. The sooner this matter is resolved, the better. Otherwise, others may not be sure how to think about him.

Everyone can get meteorites, but only Su Xiaofan himself can absorb the energy of the stars. This is talent. When the news spreads, some people will have no choice but to give up.

"Then let's go now..."

Zhao Yijian couldn't sit still and made a phone call while walking.

When a few people arrived at the door of the hotel, a car was already waiting there.

"Senior brother, aren't we going to the sect's headquarters?"

Su Xiaofan was still a little confused when he got in the car.

When he thought about it, just because of the name Sword Sect, shouldn't the sect's headquarters be in a famous mountain to show the majesty of a high-ranking sect?
To be continued...