Facing Qin Fanfan's confused gaze, Ye Qiao scratched his head and hesitated for a moment: "If I said that I am Tianlinggen, would you believe it?"
Qin Fanfan put down the sword in his hand and looked at her worriedly, "Oh, Xiaoqiao, you don't have three cultivations to become a fool, do you?"
Ye Qiao was stunned: "No."
Although sometimes you may get dizzy if you overuse it, generally speaking, you won’t become a fool.
It can be said that one of them dared to ask and the other dared to answer.
No, after a while, she reacted: "Do you think I'm a fool?"
Qin Fanfan felt guilty for a while when she asked him. He straightened his back and said, "Then why are you talking about this?" He pointed at Ye Qiao and started to point and criticize.
"Cultivation, at your age, how can you do it if you don't work hard?"
Ye Qiao's mouth twitched and she took a deep breath, "Forget it." She went to find her junior uncle.
Looking at the girl's leaving figure, Qin Fanfan hurriedly chased after her again, because he realized that it seemed that Ye Qiao, the kid, really didn't mean to joke.
Who let the other party's inconspicuous image leave such a deep impression on people? Qin Fanfan shouted, immediately threw away the sword, touched his beard skillfully, transformed into an intellectual, and looked like a master, "Little Qiao, I know about Tianlinggen!"
Ye Qiao immediately stopped walking. Qin Fanfan stroked his beard and spoke more clearly: "There is a heavenly grade above the best. This kind of saying has been spread in the world of cultivation before, but later on, there are fewer and fewer people with this kind of talent. It’s rare to find even a top-grade home.”
"Nowadays, the best ones can directly make an exception and become direct descendants."
The best ones are very popular.
Otherwise, Qin Fanfan would not have been jealous of Yue Qingzong for being able to pick up a top-quality water spirit root.
Ye Qiao: "Oh." Got it.
"Then how much do you know about why Tianpin spiritual roots need to grow up?"
She always thought that her spiritual roots had been growing since she was born.
Qin Fanfan was stunned, "Wait for me to look through the library."
Don't worry.
He has never understood this kind of spiritual root.
Ye Qiao asked so many questions, and this time it was Qin Fanfan's turn to ask, "Ye Qiao, are you really not joking? Does the Tianpin Spiritual Root have anything to do with you?"
After all, there are still many stubborn people in the world of cultivation. The lack of poaching by sects for so long is nothing more than looking down on Ye Qiao's spiritual roots. Qin Fanfan had no hope for Ye Qiao at first.
That is Tianlinggen.
Ye Qiao thought for a moment: "Can I try it with a test stone?" She was not sure. Anyone who had been a middle-grade spiritual root for such a long time suddenly told her that she had changed levels. Ye Qiao would feel dreamy.
Qin Fanfan said happily: "Of course."
Ye Qiao had already taken the test when she entered the outer sect. Her talent was barely qualified and she just passed the passing mark.
Although he didn't have any hope, Ye Qiao never boasted. Qin Fanfan was so anxious that he rushed to find the test stone as if there was smoke coming from his buttocks. His sword was even thrown aside.
When he hurriedly brought back the test stone, Ye Qiao almost fell asleep while waiting. Considering that he had only tested a medium-grade one on the test stone before, Qin Fanfan specially took a high-level one.
Normally, the upper limit for test stones is top grade, but this time the upper limit is heaven grade.
This was the first time Ye Qiao saw a heaven-level test stone. She took a second look and put her hand on it.
"No, it doesn't matter. Just be normal, Xiaoqiao."
Qin Fanfan was still comforting her. Ye Qiao was speechless: "Can you please stop pinching me?!" It hurts a lot.
Qin Fanfan: "..."
Ye Qiao lowered his eyes and put his hand on it. The reaction of the test stone was very slow. Qin Fanfan stared at it without blinking.
No response.
Qin Fanfan caught a glimpse of Ye Qiao's calm eyebrows and subconsciously wanted to comfort him with a few words: "It's okay."
"No, it's normal." After all, it hasn't happened in a hundred years.
Ye Qiao said thoughtfully, "Master."
"Is this flashing reaction a reaction?"
"Huh?" Twinkle, twinkle?
Qin Fanfan lowered his head and looked over. He had been the leader of the sect for so many years, and he had naturally seen countless scenes where geniuses came to test the stone. Take Xue Yu, for example, who had the best spiritual root of the fire system, and the test stone almost exploded.
Geniuses are rare... but the test stone is useless.
Qin Fanfan saw such a weak Tianlinggen for the first time in so many years of life. He calmly swallowed his screams. He watched Ye Qiao's purple light flash to the top and then quickly disappear.
If you don't look carefully, who would notice it? This is a masterpiece.
In their impression, the best ones can explode the test stone, and the top ones should at least explode.
As a result, no.
Nothing at all.
It just flashed briefly, and then it became calm.
Ye Qiao also fell silent. Qin Fanfan pushed her down on the stool and said, "Calm down first. I'll go find them for a meeting."
Fine.
So next, all the elders came over to watch her.
It seemed like he was sizing up some giant panda.
Elder Zhao admitted that he spoke too loudly to Ye Qiao at first. He was extremely pleased: "Don't throw away a disciple after you pick him up. He will become a genius after one year of raising him, hahaha."
He is indeed the wisest!
Duan Yu also came. When he came, he patted Ye Qiao's shoulder wildly and almost knocked her to the ground. "It's up to you to hit me."
Ye Qiao: "..."
"The Tianling roots still need to grow." Qin Fanfan thought of another thing, "Is it possible that the same is true for other Tianling roots?"
But it was largely ignored.
After all, in large sects, if the spiritual roots are not good enough, they will be wiped out as soon as they come up. Not everyone is Ye Qiao.
Listening to their discussion, Ye Qiao felt a chill in his chest for no reason. So the original owner's spiritual roots were dug out because she had heavenly spiritual roots?
A group of people couldn't come up with any results after discussing, but it was urgent to improve Ye Qiao's strength.
I had given up hope for the competition. After winning the team competition, there was still an individual competition. Now that I found out a genius, Ye Qiao thought that these elders would be gentler to her. But after a while, she was defeated. Elder Duan Yu carried it away to the back mountain.
There were still diligent disciples training in the back mountain. When they saw Ye Qiao, a few of them subconsciously wanted to say hello to her, but when they turned around, they saw Duan Yu's old and stoic face.
excuse me.
"It's been so long since you've been down the mountain, come and try your skills." Duan Yu said and greeted her with a ruthless fist in the face.
Tianpin has returned to Tianpin, and the training must continue. After the two secret realms, there will be an individual competition. If her own strength cannot improve, the individual competition will only be in the Golden Core stage. What can she do with a foundation building, just because she can run fast? ?
"Pick one of the weapons on the shelf against me."
Seeing this, Ye Qiao did not hesitate to pick up her most comfortable sword. After fighting with Elder Duan for a while, she seemed to be particularly passive once she was close. She immediately abandoned the sword, picked up the heavy spiritual bow, and stretched it to the full moon. It shot straight out.
The girl moved so fast that Elder Duan Yu was slightly startled and changed his fighting style.
Ye Qiao learned this trick from the ghost cultivator, and the fighting style is weird, but how to use the spiritual bow correctly was learned from Miaomiao.
She fired several arrows in succession, forcing Elder Duan to stumble. In the end, the battle between the two ended with Elder Duan approaching and sweeping towards her abdomen, and with a sudden thrust, Ye Qiao was knocked to the ground.
"Okay." He clapped his hands, too surprised: "Can you still use a spiritual bow?"
Some monks with extraordinary talents will use other magic weapons, such as magic weapons and folding fans. Bows and arrows, among other things.
Some disciples have a fixed fighting style and a fixed set of magic weapons that they are good at. For example, those swordsmen with good qualifications can only use swords.
As for Si Miaoyan, who could play the recorder and was good at attacking, the surprised reaction of the elders at that time was enough to prove how difficult it is to master a type of magical weapon.
Ye Qiao shrugged: "It's not like you don't know."
"I am not proficient in anything and am good at everything." There is no way, she has too few opportunities to come into contact with magic weapons.
I have only been learning swordsmanship for a year in the world of cultivation. I can't even speak of mastery, I just know how to do it.
Duan Yu shook his head. Unexpectedly, this kid was really low-key. His tone was slightly solemn: "If you are in the same realm as those direct descendants, you may not lose."
Although Ye Qiao is not proficient in using a sword, what this child is best at is not swordsmanship, but picking off tricks at the drop of a hat.
Moreover, Ye Qiao's progress is astonishing, and his fighting style is gradually changing. From the beginning, he followed the sword tactics unchanged, but now he has learned to change according to the opponent's playing style.
This child learns so fast. Duan Yu could knock her away with one kick at first, but now Ye Qiao can dodge him several times and even fight back.
Ye Qiao blinked, a little embarrassed to be praised for the first time.
"Ye Qiao." Elder Duan looked at her seriously, "Tell me honestly, how many years have you been practicing swordsmanship?"
You have a photographic memory. How can you not even be familiar with a sword in more than ten years?
Ye Qiao was silent for a few seconds. She came to the world of cultivation for a full year, not including the time when she was in trouble. In the end, she thought for a moment and answered truthfully: "One year."
"???"
One year?
One year! ! ?
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Weird title. I have something to go out tomorrow. I will try to finish writing Eight Thousands today. I will post one chapter first. There will be more later, but it may be late, so everyone should go to bed first.
