Song Han said: "..."
His eyes widened slightly for a moment, unable to believe the scene before him.
"Ye Qiao, can you have a photographic memory?!" Song Hansheng subconsciously began to question, and he remembered the time when Ye Qiao asked him to borrow his mental skills. If the other party can really achieve a photographic memory, co-author In the end, the fucking clown turned out to be himself?
Song Hansheng was in such a fucked up mood. As soon as he finished asking, he found that Ye Qiao didn't even look at him, he just walked past him, opened the door and walked into the treasure house.
Song Hansheng could only understand the situation clearly. Now was not the time for him to question him. He reluctantly suppressed his fear and decided to hold another meeting on Ye Qiao after returning to the clan.
Magical weapons in the world of cultivation are divided into different levels, but the three of them are all dabblers now and have little research on magic weapons. Naturally, they just take whatever they catch.
There are elixirs, exercises, and even mental methods in it. She doesn't dare to touch Ye Qiao's exercises. She is happy with her mouth, but she doesn't want to really become a demon.
So I could only pick out the magic weapon and take it from the mustard bag.
"Why doesn't our sect have so many magic weapons?"
So far, Ye Qiao has only obtained the bamboo shoots and the demon rope through her own efforts.
Oh, the Langhao pen was given to her by two senior brothers, Mingxuan and Mu Chongxi.
To sum it up, if you don’t have anything you want, you will have to rely on your senior brothers to support you.
"There is no weapon repair." Ye Qinghan could only answer her this way. This was the truth. He said in a cold tone: "You can go to Chengfeng Sect to buy it, but it is expensive."
Good magical instruments are expensive, but there is no need to buy bad ones, so the magical instruments produced by cultivating them are even more expensive. Ye Qiao decided to show more respect to Duan Hengdao in the future.
The major sects also had few magical weapons, but the demons were unscrupulous in comparison. They burned, killed and looted all kinds of magical and magical weapons they had stolen. They didn't know how to appreciate them. After they snatched them back, they threw them everywhere. , a dazzling array of items.
Ye Qiao glanced over and his eyes were dazzled.
"Compass." Song Hansheng shook the magic weapon he chose in his hand, "It's used for setting up formations."
The formation needs to be laid out in advance. Having a compass will save a lot of time. After taking the compass, he picked a defensive magic weapon to save his life.
Ye Qinghan chose the most advantageous sword. He did not have a natal sword, so he would choose it after the sword cave was opened. The shuriken was easy to break during a fight, but the Wenjian Sect also lacked resources, so it would take many days to break. Only then can I have a new sword.
I must be working hard to get more swords now.
Ye Qiao also discovered a few interesting magic weapons. Because he was pressed for time, he did not have time to study them carefully, so he could only stuff all the ones he liked into the mustard bag.
Song Hansheng glanced at his skin and couldn't help but twitch.
Are they the demons, or are you the demons?
You were so rude when you picked it up.
After the search was almost complete, the three of them did not linger any longer. Ye Qiao made a secret and pressed the restriction back again.
During this period, she drank a lot of pills.
Ye Qinghan's face was indifferent, but he was a little envious in his heart.
...Does the Changming Sect actually have so many elixirs? She actually ate it as a jelly bean.
Song Hansheng looked at the speed of her kneading and was a little fascinated. Although his memory was not a photographic memory, it was not bad at all. He silently remembered the curse seal made by Ye Qiao in his heart, and then he suddenly felt something. " Ye Qiao."
When she turned around in confusion, Song Han said: "If master had left you, would you have become my junior sister?"
Ye Qiao paused, looked at him, and answered briefly: "No."
From the day she walked down the mountain, she had no intention of looking back.
"And that's just your assumption." Ye Qiao interrupted his speculation, "Yunhen will not leave a middle-grade spiritual root and qi training disciple, and you will not care about an inner sect junior sister with mediocre talent."
Song Hansheng gradually stopped talking.
She was right.
Only now did he really take Ye Qiao seriously.
But isn’t that what the world of cultivation is like? Only those who are special enough will be remembered.
"You have a very good memory." He said: "If you wanted to express yourself, you wouldn't have been unknown in the Yue Qing Sect for so many years, right? If you had shown your talent earlier..."
Song Hansheng felt that Yue Qingzong was not the kind to ignore geniuses.
Ye Qiao shrugged: "Don't, don't, don't, you just don't want to get what you want."
"What are you doing?" she said, and murmured a few words: "Suddenly found that I am better than that genius junior sister of yours? Do you regret it?"
Song Hansheng's lips curled up slightly, and his eyebrows showed no emotion: "I'm just curious."
I wonder if things would be different if the master kept her?
Ye Qiao: "Don't think about it."
She yawned lazily and raised her chin: "I am the disciple that your Yue Qing Sect will never get in this life."
Song Han said: "..." Damn it.
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The three of them returned home almost fully loaded. Ye Qiao was so tired that she fell asleep because she had consumed too much.
"There is news from Yunshui City that two Jindan have been captured, and the rest of us are still outside and dare not go in."
After all, he is also a direct descendant of a large sect. Although they are all a bit stupid, they still have abilities.
The demons held a brief meeting and decided to speed up the siege of the city. The sudden decision to capture the descendants to add to the fun was also an order from the adults above. It was said that they were very interested in this competition among the descendants.
So I released the news and waited for these people to take the bait.
"I didn't expect that they had some IQ, so they figured out the conspiracy." Ada smiled slightly and said, "It's a pity that they didn't expect that our Saint has already broken through the Nascent Soul, right?"
Ye Qiao kept an expressionless look, with an extremely cold expression.
"Let's go." After all, she was still afraid that the saint would come back early, so she waved her hand and said in a calm tone: "I will lead you to defeat the five sects."
The leader of the Bishui Sect: "...Hey, has this child passed the second stage of high school?"
Qin Fanfan thought about Ye Qiao's age and said, "Not yet." He was only fifteen years old, so it was normal for him to suffer from secondary school syndrome.
Now the heads of the five sect leaders were all leaning towards the jade slips, wanting to hear what the demons were doing. There was no doubt that Ye Qiao had become the focus of the audience.
Yun Hen's face turned blue and red when he heard his disciple ask, 'If master had kept you, would you be my junior sister?'
Even through the jade slips, I could feel the private laughter of other old men.
When Song Hansheng asked this, wasn't he just slapping him in the face?
Isn't it equivalent to saying that if Yun Hen hadn't done so brilliantly, she would have stayed in Yue Qing Sect.
What makes him even more embarrassed is yet to come.
Ye Qiao actually said "No" lightly.
Qin Fanfan laughed at that time and said meaningfully: "Take good care of your precious Yun Que. Our Ye Qiao doesn't care about your clan."
Yunhen became autistic again.
Of course he also knew that what he did back then was immoral, but he picked up Ye Qiao, just a herb. Is it necessary to go down the mountain?
In his opinion, if all his disciples are as rebellious as Ye Qiao, then why can't he teach them a lesson?
The five sects all punished their disciples in this way. Yun Hen didn't think he had done anything wrong, and not everyone had a free-range education like Qin Fanfan!
