Sect Uniforms 2
The First Path of the Lingxian Sect was thus completed.
Jiang Youfu looked up at the still empty mountain and asked Lin Xiao:
"Brother Xiao, when are we going to start building the houses up there?"
However, everyone saw Lin Xiao shake his head and smile:
"Let's not build on that. Everyone has already built enough. This place was originally reserved for future generations, so let them build on it themselves."
Upon hearing this, everyone nodded to indicate that they understood and had no objections.
It's not that they're too lazy to do it.
I just think Lin Xiao is right; we should always leave some work for the next generation, right? Otherwise, they'll be so bored.
Working together is also a process of quickly getting to know each other.
After everything was settled, everyone took advantage of the early hour and crowded into the cultivation room to begin their training for the day.
Since Lin Xiao emerged from seclusion, the elders, who were previously not particularly interested in cultivation, have all become more diligent, hoping to be able to cultivate hundreds of acres of land on their own as soon as possible.
The younger generation, caught up in this atmosphere, also felt a sense of urgency.
I feel uneasy when I'm not doing anything productive each day.
But Lin Xiao also told them that everything requires a balance between work and rest, and that they shouldn't keep themselves in a state of high tension for too long, as this would have some impact on their mental and psychological well-being.
Around noon, after everyone had finished their cultivation and emerged from the cultivation room refreshed, it was time for them to have their own free time.
Some walked arm in arm toward the talisman-making room Formation Hall.
Some people also went towards the spirit field in twos and threes.
Some went to do other things.
Everyone has their own things to do.
Apart from Lin Xiao and General Mo.
During this time, Mo Yuanjiao had already visited most of the Lingxian Sect, so he no longer kept his father by his side every day for fear of losing him.
At this moment, he disappeared without a trace along with Mo Que as soon as he left the cultivation room.
General Mo had originally thought that since it was time for them to finish their cultivation, he had come over to chat with his son and take a stroll, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't even see his son.
Soon, only Lin Xiao, the sect leader, remained at the entrance of the cultivation room.
Upon seeing General Mo not far away, Lin Xiao was the first to greet him:
"Uncle Mo, are you looking for Yuanjiao?"
General Mo, having been discovered, smiled at him and said:
"Hehe, no, no, I was just taking a walk."
Lin Xiao stepped forward and said:
"Today is the fifteenth. Fuzi is going to make glutinous rice balls for the Lantern Festival. What kind of filling does Uncle Mo like?"
General Mo laughed heartily and said:
"I've traveled all over the country for decades, I can eat any kind of filling, don't worry about me."
Then he suddenly said:
"By the way, Sect Master Lin, I received news yesterday that the other two of the three major sects have made some moves. And the group of elders from the Shangyang Sect who were originally heading to the capital seem to be planning to return to the sect after hearing the news of Wei Hai's annihilation."
General Mo originally intended to tell Mo Yuanjiao about these matters, and then have him relay them.
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiao nodded thoughtfully and said:
Thank you for informing me, Uncle Mo.
It's unexpected that after experiencing a split, Shangyang Sect will eventually return to its original state.
But in this case, one wonders what those disciples of the Shangyang Sect who were left behind and didn't take them with them thought of these elders and fellow disciples who chose to leave.
It's predictable that, regardless of outward appearances, their true feelings won't be very friendly.
It is clear that their neighbor, Lingxian Sect Shangyang Sect, will not recover anytime soon.
An organization with a demoralized and disunited workforce has enough internal problems to warrant a complete overhaul and reorganization; it's not a cause for concern.
Seeing that Lin Xiao seemed to have a plan, General Mo took his leave and departed.
Lin Xiao, remembering what he had planned to do, went to the Ten-Li Peach Blossom Tree and found Yang Jinshu and Lin Yan, a master and apprentice, teaching embroidery under the tree.
Long before, Lin Yan had already formally become Yang Jinshu's apprentice in embroidery.
"Aunt Yang! Sister Yan'er!"
"Brother Xiao is here, is there something you need?"
Upon seeing Lin Xiao, Yang Jinshu, who was explaining acupuncture techniques to Lin Yan, smiled kindly.
Lin Yan also greeted Lin Xiao.
Lin Xiao then stated his purpose:
"Aunt Yang, do you have some free time lately? Could you come up with a design or pattern for our sect's uniforms? I'd like to update our sect's uniforms; the old ones can be used as the attire for new disciples from now on."
Considering the increasing number of disciples the sect will recruit in the future, Lin Xiao felt it was quite important to differentiate the disciples in terms of clothing.
It wasn't to demonstrate any sense of superiority based on class or status, but rather for ease of management.
Moreover, their sect uniforms are not just about uniformity in appearance; most importantly, they are robes with defensive functions.
Given the differences in cultivation levels, it's impractical to expect Nascent Soul Realm Golden Core Stage, and Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators to all wear uniforms with the defensive capabilities of the Qi Refining Stage...
Therefore, it is still necessary to make some new sect uniforms of different grades.
Lin Xiao thought about it and felt that although he could use the system's synthesis function to make uniforms, he still hoped that everyone in the sect could have a greater sense of participation in more things.
No matter how much they can do.
But we have to give them the opportunity to participate.
Instead of handling everything himself, he felt that this was not conducive to the long-term development of a sect.
There was no other way before.
But now that everyone has money (not worried about food and drink) and leisure time, he will try his best to consider these aspects.
Upon hearing this, Yang Jinshu was somewhat surprised. However, after carefully considering his words, the thought that everyone in the sect might wear sect uniforms designed by her in the future instantly sparked a flood of ideas about sect uniform designs in her mind.
So she nodded happily and said:
"Now that you mention this, I have so many ideas. Let me sort them out, and I'll draw up the design in the next couple of days and show it to you. If it's not good, don't be shy to tell your aunt, okay? I'll just keep thinking about it."
Lin Xiao then smiled at her, revealing his eight perfectly aligned teeth:
"Of course not! I certainly won't stand on ceremony with you. If it's good, I'll definitely brag about it to everyone! That's all for now, you guys keep learning, I'll be going now. Looking forward to your good news!"
By evening, Jiang Youfu had made several large pots of glutinous rice balls, in several different flavors.
The members of the Lingxian Sect were waiting at the large dining table at the foot of Returning to the Garden Mountain Dwelling for the meal to begin.
Jiang Youfu then called out in a voice as melodious as a fairy's voice, "Dinner's ready!"
One by one, the glutinous rice balls, prepared according to each person's taste, flew to each person's table.
The impatient crowd immediately picked up their spoons, hastily blew a couple of breaths over the scalding hot glutinous rice balls, and then gulped down the fist-sized balls in a whirlwind.
If Ma Changlong were here, he would probably shake his head and exclaim, "What a waste!"
But the people of the Lingxian Sect did not feel that way.
After they finished showing off their bowl, they could wipe their mouths and say with satisfaction:
"Another bowl, please!"