During the confrontation between several people, everyone could see Chang Mingzong's protection of this junior sister.
Yun Que had been comforting himself before, maybe they just had a normal relationship, and Mu Chongxi and the others were just taking care of Ye Qiao's face.
After all, the world of cultivation is divided into hierarchies, and geniuses never bother to stay with those with mediocre talents.
The descendants will also look down upon each other.
She bit her lower lip gently and watched the five people raising their middle fingers in unison, clasping their fingertips, feeling a little confused.
why?
Why was Ye Qiao boring and dull in her memory?
If Master knew...would he regret giving the mayfly to him?
Yun Que was suddenly startled.
I felt a little funny about what I just thought.
She and Ye Qiao are different.
How could Master regret it? He is clearly the genius, right? Ever since she broke through the golden elixir, both the outside world and the sect's evaluations of her have been described as "extraordinary talent."
Even Song Hansheng, who was dissatisfied with herself before, felt a little relieved and soft after she broke through the golden elixir.
Therefore, how could the master feel regret?
…
The speed of the flying boat was very fast, and it arrived at the place before the opening of the secret realm in less than a day. It was almost the same as in modern times. All food and accommodation were paid for by the organizer. All expenses were borne by Wenjian Sect, and an indispensable part of the sect competition was the next step. Note.
After asking where the largest casino in Fusheng City was, Mu Chongxi said decisively: "Let's go, let's go too."
He dragged them carelessly and ran towards the casino. The underground city casino was crowded with many monks who came to place bets, and they even met a few direct disciples of the Five Sects on the way.
"Who will be detained? Have you thought about it?"
When the other party raised his eyebrows in surprise, Ye Qiao threw all 50,000 high-grade spiritual stones to the man: "These spiritual stones are all for Chang Mingzong."
The short man in the casino weighed it, and after opening it, he unexpectedly found that they were all high-grade spiritual stones. He suppressed his joy and nodded: "Okay."
"You've become more prosperous recently." Xue Yu's eyes were slightly opened in surprise by her bold action.
Ye Qiao smiled implicitly: "No, Song Hansheng gave it to me."
Speaking of the deal she made with Song Hansheng when they were in the belly of the monster, he still owes her hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones and has yet to pay it back.
It is not difficult to get fifty thousand spiritual stones.
Xue Yu:? ? ? How many people have you persecuted in places we don’t know about?
Mu Chongxi was also very happy: "I have 200,000 high-grade spiritual stones here, all of which are reserved for Chang Mingzong."
Mingxuan sighed when he saw this, "Come on."
The junior brothers and sisters were so decisive, so he didn't hesitate anymore and threw 300,000 high-grade spiritual stones to the casino owner, "Here, go all-in on the Chang Ming Sect."
Seeing this, Xue Yu also deposited 300,000 yuan, "There's more."
"This belongs to Senior Brother." He took out a bag, "There are 150,000 spiritual stones in it."
Among the few, he and Ming Xuan were the richest, but even so, three hundred thousand was not a small sum for them.
Xue Yu said sincerely: "In this year's sect competition, if we win, we will happily return to the sect to celebrate the New Year. If we lose, let's meet at the top."
After losing the competition, the five of them simply stopped living and jumped off the main peak together.
If nearly one million high-grade spiritual stones were wasted, my heart would be broken just thinking about it, okay?
Ye Qiao said: "For one million."
The four of them looked at each other: "For one million."
For no other reason than for one million, they want to be the first.
"In that case, let's talk about our future plans."
"First, step on the Sword Sect and become the Feng Sect with your fists."
"Second, win the first place in the competition."
"..."
The casino owner who was listening to their beeping said: "???"
crazy?
"Okay!" Mu Chongxi clapped her hands crazily to save face.
Xue Yu was stunned for a few seconds, with a thoughtful look on his face, "Wen Jian Zong is a group of sword cultivators, so it is not easy to solve it."
Mingxuan slowly interjected: "When we fight, you can fuck Ye Qinghan first."
"The Yue Qing Sect is also quite troublesome." Mu Chongxi agreed.
There are four Talisman Masters of the Yueqing Sect, and they will jump out from time to time to give you a treat, like a dog-skin plaster that cannot be shaken off and is extremely disgusting.
Several casual cultivators present who also came to place bets were confused.
When the fight starts, do you ask Jian Zong first? How confident this is.
The key is that the other people don't have any suspicion at all, and they are even excited to plan which sect to kill first.
The few people said something to each other, as if they had already stepped on Wenjian Sect and won the first place in the competition.
The casual cultivators are numb.
They were out for a trip and encountered a lunatic, right? Only one dares to say it and one dares to believe it.
*
Back at the accommodation, Zhou Xingyun was lazily leaning against the doorframe, "I'm back."
Ye Qiao hummed.
Zhou Xingyun didn't ask what the four of them were doing. He said casually: "Tomorrow we will go to the place where the secret realm opens. The first game is the void secret realm."
He briefly explained the rules: "The one who kills the most monsters wins."
First there is a team battle, then there is an individual battle. Individual battles depend on strength, while team battles depend on coordination and individual abilities.
After finishing speaking, Zhou Xingyun lazily yawned. To be honest, he had no interest in the competition and even wanted to be eliminated early and go back to the sect to sleep.
If it weren't for the sudden need to take care of many junior sisters, Zhou Xingyun would have wanted to find a tree to hang purple sand on for fun.
Ye Qiao lowered his eyes, thoughtfully.
Hunting monsters?
Mu Chongxi thought she was worried about meeting people running around in the secret realm before, so she explained: "We will have a map after entering the great secret realm, so we won't be as clueless as before."
After all, they are all the new geniuses in the cultivation world. The competition is a competition, and safety must be guaranteed. If something goes wrong, no one among the five sects can bear the responsibility.
Ye Qiao nodded, finally understanding.
"Well, good night?" She thought for a while and asked, "See you tomorrow."
The four of them felt tired after spending a day wandering around, no matter how energetic they were. After saying good night to each other, they all returned to their residences.
Early the next morning. As the time for the opening of the secret realm progressed, the voices of the monks in the audience of tens of thousands of people became increasingly crazier.
"Xue Yu!!"
"Duan Hengdao!! Look at me, look at me."
"...Ye Qinghan, I love you."
"Qin Huai, promise me, Chengfeng Sect will win the first case this year and show us, okay?"
"Bah, bah, bah, the number one sect in the world of cultivation still has to look at our Wenjian Sect."
Each wave became louder and louder than the last, and it was simply a disco scene for large fans.
But these have nothing to do with Ye Qiao and the others, because they are late.
Perhaps the excitement was so high that the four of them fell asleep with their heads covered. When they woke up the next day, they found that the elders and the clan leader were running faster than dogs, and no one came to wake them up.
"Damn it. I'm late. I'm late." Mu Zhongxi almost jumped up anxiously.
Ye Qiao held her forehead, feeling like she was going to school.
She could only step on the sword with Mu Chongxi and take her two senior brothers with her. During this process, she changed lanes to overtake others. She almost knocked people away because of her speed on the road. Finally, she finally arrived before the competition started.
Ye Qiao, who had just arrived in a hurry, heard such harsh and fierce noises and couldn't help but tilted her head and approached Xue Yu: "Hey, do you still have fans?"
"What?" He didn't quite understand the word fan.
Ye Qiao thought for a while: "I am the one who likes you."
Xue Yu looked at her in surprise, "Of course, every clan member is basically known to the monks. It's normal for some people to like us."
"Most of the people here who like Mingxuan are female monks."
Despite Mingxuan's mean talk in private, when he puts on his official uniform and smiles, he still looks very human-like.
A wave of his hand can captivate a group of people.
Ye Qiao touched his arm and sighed twice: "The world of cultivation is about looking at faces."
*
"That little girl from the Yue Qing Sect is very powerful. She has reached the golden elixir in just half a year of cultivation. Such a talent..." Several people were sitting together at the elders' table. The elder of the Cheng Feng Sect said vaguely: "Compared to Ye Qinghan, she has Worse than that.”
If nothing else, the opponent is probably the dark horse with the strongest momentum this year.
"Yes, but since the first game is about hunting monsters, we mainly have to guard against those from the Wenjian Sect."
Sometimes people's joys and sorrows are not the same. The elders of Chengfeng Sect were talking about the situation of disciples from various sects in this year's competition, but the atmosphere in Changming Sect was completely different.
Elder Zhao was anxious and wanted to jump up. After waiting for a long time, he didn't see his other four descendants. "Ye Qiao and those little bastards, couldn't they have overslept?"
Qin Fanfan's expression became stiff for a moment, "Don't any of you go wake them up?"
"Except for Ye Qiao, they all got up earlier than chickens before, and some stayed up all night." Do they still need to send someone to call them with such desperate energy?
Qin Fanfan raised his head and said, "...you said it was before." Before Ye Qiao came, they were all the kings of the group.
Who would go to bed at night except Ye Qiao?
Still the kind that overslept.
Just when the two of them were anxiously preparing to go back to the sect, someone shouted:
"Look! The Changming Sect has arrived."
Because time was too urgent, Ye Qiao did not stop the sword at his feet and directly drifted, throwing Mingxuan away.
Mu Chongxi didn't stop the car either, and they both fell down from their swords.
Not far away, sitting at the seat of direct disciples of the Bishui Sect, Miaomiao saw a familiar scene. At this moment, she had a thought: Why does your Changming Sect ride on the horse every time and cannot walk well?
They were late in the first place, but now all the audience's eyes were focused on the Changming clan descendant who had not yet arrived. And because of this skillful operation, the four people who had arrived late were the focus of everyone's attention.
The monks in the audience stared at them.
"Why are they all staring at us?" It was the first time Ye Qiao was looked at by so many people, and she felt like she was walking on a red carpet.
Mu Chongxi said shamelessly: "Maybe it's because we look handsome?"
Zhou Xingyun stared at them silently with dead fish eyes. Hearing these remarks, he took a deep breath. His calm heart was stirred up after a long absence. He couldn't bear it anymore: "Idiot, you are going the wrong way!! Over there is the seat of the Yue Qing Sect. .”
"..."
Silence is Cambridge tonight.
Qin Fanfan covered his face, not daring to look at the old men from other sects.
Okay, let’s throw the shame into the sect competition.
"..."
Elder Zhao's temples twitched and he was filled with anger. He immediately couldn't control his temper and started shouting, "Ye Qiao!!"
"..."
The leaves look up to the sky.
Elder Zhao pointed his finger at another disciple: "Mu Chongxi!!"
Mu Chongxi immediately imitated Ye Qiao and started looking at the sky.
