Chapter 243: Never Lose in Patience Qing Yuan noticed when she was unhappy. I couldn't help but laugh: "The things are already in my bag, it doesn't matter if I look at it earlier or later, I really have something to do now." Seeing that she didn't say anything and didn't leave, but just stood in front of him, Qing Yuan Daojun simply summoned his natal sword and beckoned her to come forward: "Speaking of which, this matter is related to you as well. It just so happens that you are back now, so you can come with me. Gain some experience, and next time you encounter something like this, you will know what to do." If it were in the past, he would not have taken Wei Wenxin with him to do such sinister things behind people's backs. I’m afraid this kid is naive and might accidentally tell it out. But now that Wei Wenxin has reached a higher level of cultivation and has become more capable, he can now take care of him as his master. In his eyes, things are naturally different. Wei Wenxin was intrigued by him and quickly jumped onto the hilt of the sword and sat down. This sword spirit had always treated her very well. Every time he took her with him, he would not only use his spiritual power to provide her with a windshield, but would also use his spiritual power to make a saddle for her to sit on. Wei Wenxin hadn't seen it for a long time and was very curious about it. He pulled the sword tassel and looked at it here and there. When he saw something different, he curiously asked the sword spirit: "What materials did you add? When was it upgraded?"
As the master's cultivation level increases, the sword spirit becomes more and more spiritual, and the natal sword will naturally improve as well. When sword cultivators meet, they always like to talk about this topic. Which materials can increase the sharpness, which materials can increase flexibility, which spiritual materials can make the spiritual power flow more smoothly, and which spiritual materials can enhance the resistance of the sword... Just talking about the sword's resistance, there are many kinds, wind resistance, water resistance, fire resistance, poison resistance... The sword spirit hadn't seen her for a long time either. When she asked about these things, he told her everything. Then he started to show concern for his junior, Fentian. Wei Wenxin called Fentian out again, showed it to his master's sword spirit, and also repeated what materials had been used before. Taoist Qingyuan stood at the end of the sword, without saying a word, just smiling and listening to their conversation. Sword spirits don't have mouths, so when monks chat with them, it seems like they are talking to themselves in the eyes of others, and they look stupid. Therefore, most cultivators only like to chat with their own sword spirits. It's rare to find someone like Wei Wenxin, who can mutter to himself for a long time when meeting any sword spirit. Maybe she learned something from pretending to be "Liu Piaopiao", but Wei Wenxin used to sit on her master's sword by pulling the tassel and sitting astride the hilt, acting mischievous all the time. But now she has become more particular and is even learning from other female practitioners to sit sideways obediently with her legs together. Taoist Qing Yuan only knew that she was harassed by the cultivators of the Hehuan Sect, and did not know that she was impersonating others outside. Seeing her like this, he was very relieved - she finally looked a bit like a normal cultivator. To be honest, apart from children, even those male cultivators who live a rough life rarely act like her and don't care about other people's opinions. After chatting with the sword spirit for a long time, seeing that it was still flying forward and obviously had not reached the destination yet, Wei Wenxin could not hold back and spoke: "Master, what exactly are you going to do? You said half and left the other half..." Wei Wenxin didn't believe that anything could be more important than that blessed place, so she was a little unhappy and deliberately didn't talk to her master even after she got on the flying sword. Unexpectedly, the master was much more patient than her and also held back, not saying a word. Qing Yuan Daojun chuckled: "Before you came back, I had just thrown Guanghui Daojun of the Wanfa Sect out of the mountain gate. I was afraid that they would cause trouble, so I had to go and do it first." Taoist Qingyuan made the matter clear in just one sentence.
The master likes to throw people, but he either throws people he is close to or people he dislikes. When he interacts with people, he never makes mistakes in etiquette. Wei Wenxin understood as soon as she heard it. This is the revelation of what happened that year, and the Wanfa Sect is here to cause trouble. Being thrown far away from home is something that no one can accept. I'm sure that Taoist Guanghui must be so angry that his nose must be crooked by now. It would be strange if he didn't come to settle the score with me. Thinking of this, Wei Wenxin couldn't help but sigh: "Hey! I thought since he's been away for several years, this matter should be over. Master, what did she say?" Those small tea trees died much later than she expected, which might be due to the careful care of Wanfa Sect. Daoist Master Qing Yuan repeated the other party's repetitive words, then snorted coldly, raised his chin slightly and said: "They just want you to be a scapegoat." Wei Wenxin chuckled, "Master, you have a keen eye. Isn't that what they are planning?" You have to know that a top-level spiritual vein is an extremely important cultivation resource for any sect. If it weren't for the fact that Enlightenment Tea was the lifeblood of the Wanfa Sect, and they were greedy and wanted to cultivate more, they would never have agreed to the original deal. No one would be willing to accept the fact that after paying so much, the expected gains would be aborted. It would be fine if it failed at the beginning, but those enlightenment teas, after seeing the Taoist patterns growing all over the leaves, suddenly died! It would have been fine if only one or two trees died, but they all died! This is really hard to accept! Especially those disciples who took care of these tea seedlings day after day and put in countless efforts and several years of hard work, but saw everything go to waste in one day. They hugged each other and cried like babies. As they are both super large sects, Wei Wenxin is no less experienced than Qingyuan Daojun and can naturally understand what he has thought of. The Fayuan lineage must be having a hard time right now. Otherwise, Guanghui wouldn’t be so polite when he came to visit. Thinking back to those days, when they went straight to the door to fight for that tea tree, they were so arrogant! Now that I need her help, her attitude will naturally be good. After hearing this, Wei Wenxin sighed and said, "Master, you see, this has turned out like this. You should have promised her at that time that I would go back and make another fortune from him!" Taoist Qingyuan glanced at her and said nothing. Wei Wenxin didn't hear any sound. When she looked up, she saw him looking at her like this. She couldn't help but touch her nose in embarrassment. "I'm going to offend him sooner or later anyway, so why not make some extra money while we're still together?~" Taoist Qing Yuan snorted coldly: "I taught you since you were young that a gentleman should not stand under a dangerous wall and you should not be greedy in everything. You really didn't listen to me at all!" Wei Wenxin sighed deeply, knowing that his master was right, and said seriously, "Then I will listen to you, Master." Accustomed to repeating, Qing Yuan Dao Jun casually reminded: "Don't act recklessly, you have to look ten steps ahead before taking one step, safety first." The deployment of an array requires a sense of the overall situation as well as attention to details. Wei Wenxin knew what kind of person his master was, so he did not argue with him and simply agreed obediently.
Seeing the two of them arrive at Wanjian Bookstore, her master led her straight to Wangbei Building. Wei Wenxin immediately understood what her master was going to do. Can…… "Master, now is not the time for the new issue of Qinghuan Chronicle to be released!" If you want to engage in a public opinion war, you also have to pay attention to timeliness. It's like two people are arguing, and one of them has already cursed ten times, and the other finally opens his mouth to refute the first curse. That would be ridiculous. "In the past few years, our Wanjian Bookstore has produced some tabloids that specialize in talking about sect gossip. The sales are very good. The newspapers sell better than storybooks. The key is that they are easy to typeset and print, and the cost is much lower. As a result, the bookstore's profits have doubled." Taoist Qingyuan had a good relationship with his senior brother, and they met many times throughout the year, drinking tea and wine, and chatting. Whenever there was something new and happy in the sect, Taoist Qingxuan would definitely talk about it. Because these are all part of his credit book. If he manages the sect well and makes it flourish, when he ascends to heaven in the future, the ancestors will look at him more favorably. "Ah? Newspaper? What is that?" "It's a piece of paper that reports new things. One whole page, a dozen sheets stacked together, folded in half to make one copy." Wei Wenxin feels like he can't keep up with the times. As they were talking, the master and disciple bumped into Wen Junxie as they entered the yard. (End of this chapter)