Seeing her avoidant attitude, Mu Zhongxi touched the tip of her nose and poked her: "I told you not to choose such an outrageous name."
In the dust, day and night, I don’t see you.
The elder responsible for filling in the names raised his head and glanced at these few, and whispered to the person next to him, "There are quite a lot of Changming Sect spirit swords."
On the other hand, the five sword sects don't even have a natal sword now.
He nodded and smiled, "That thing in Ye Qiao's hand is quite interesting." It looked strange. When the time came for the competition, she took it out as if she was insulting her opponent.
It's not like a sword, but like a rare spiritual weapon.
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With the team competition over, the group returned to the sect to pack up and set off for the individual competition venue in a few days.
The five of them won the first place in the team competition and received an unprecedented warm welcome after returning to the sect. Everyone was surrounded, especially Ye Qiao. There were both male and female disciples. They grabbed her and asked excitedly about the secrets inside the competition. Things that happened.
"I used to look at the photo stone, and Ye Qiao is so handsome!"
"Your Ye Qiao is infinitely arrogant."
"This is the first time I've seen a real person in Dabi."
"How did you shoot that spiritual bow? I was watching that scene too, and I was so excited that I beat up the person next to me."
"Is it possible to make alchemy in a cauldron? Can we try it?"
Looking at Ye Qiao who was surrounded by a group and then clapped her hands leisurely and said "low-key and low-key", Duan Yu stretched out his hand to pull her over and hit her on the head, "Don't be shy."
"Hey, please be gentle, elder! That's a genius' head."
Elder Duan's eyes widened, "Geniuses will also be beaten, you bastards will be trained by me."
"..."
Ye Qiao was carried away. Mingxuan waved to her and couldn't help but gloated: "Good go."
Duan Yu had no intention of hitting her. He patted her shoulder and said, "I will go to the main venue of the Eight Families in a few days. Please be honest."
"Also, the individual competition will focus on your own opportunities. Use whatever you have."
"Try to get into the top ten. Even if no Spirit Sword chooses you after a trip to the Sword Cave, it's not a loss. The Spiritual Qi of Wenjian Sect is very strong."
He said: "Take that ghost baby of yours out and have a look."
Ye Qiao stretched out his hand and pulled Xiao Qi out.
The little guy looked at him roundly for a few seconds, hiding behind Ye Qiao, a little shy.
"Uncle, do you want to play with me?" His voice was childish, and he tilted his head, exuding a strange murderous aura.
Duan Yu commented: "You kid, you have a bad temper."
Ye Qiao smiled and said, "Hey, just don't play games with him." Xiao Qi is very good at imitation. She tricked him into playing a game with him before, but he became obsessed with it later and often likes to invite people to play games. .
Duan Yu smiled: "That's good. Let's have a good competition in the individual competition. Don't cause trouble. Did you hear me?"
Ye Qiao reiterated: "If I said that I have always been an honest person, would you believe it?"
Duan Yu laughed twice. Although he didn't say it directly, it was obvious from his eyes that he believed her.
He had a hunch that this individual competition would be very lively.
After Duan Yu finished chatting, Xie Chuxue swaggered in. The young man stretched his body and said in a long voice: "Hey, hey, are you done talking? I'll lend you my apprenticeship. Let me talk to Xiaoqiao."
After saying that, he hurriedly dragged Ye Qiao away.
Ye Qiao: "..."
No, it's poisonous? It's only her first day back in the sect, and everyone is coming to see her?
Why don't you go find Mingxuan and the others?
Xie Chuxue did have something to do with her. He also watched the fifth competition. He had to say that it was very cool and he could be called the number one person in the Thunder Tribulation Secret Realm.
But that's not the point. He quickly pulled Ye Qiao to the library and slammed the door of the library with a loud voice:
"Open the door, Manager Jade, I know you are at home, don't hide in there and not come out! Let us in quickly."
Manager Jade: "..."
He opened the door of the library, closed the book, and looked at Ye Qiao with a somewhat complicated mood. He especially remembered the feats of this little girl and Ming Xuan a year ago. He did not expect that in just half a year, Chang Mingzong could actually win Next first.
At that time, she said angrily that she hated gifted dogs the most in her life.
Tsk tsk tsk.
Xie Chuxue did not talk to him, but lowered her head to study the bamboo shoot hanging on her waist, "Is it a golden elixir?"
Ye Qiao didn't understand what her junior uncle wanted to do, so she nodded. Xie Chuxue lowered her eyes slightly, her careless expression slightly restrained, "In the fifth game before, I discovered something very interesting when you were forming pills."
"This sword of yours..." He paused, "It's weird."
Xie Chuxue is a talisman cultivator. The talisman cultivator needs to look around for the position to set up the formation. She has very strong observation skills. The shape of the bamboo shoots on Ye Qiao's waist is clearly changing quietly after her promotion.
Although it was only for a moment, it was enough for Xie Chuxue to confirm that her thing was a spiritual weapon.
He glanced at it and pulled out an ancient book from the shelf.
Ye Qiao glanced at him.
Xie Chuxue is a man who is reliable at critical moments and outrageous when nothing happens.
When she saw this, she and Xie Chuxue lay in the library reading together.
"It's within sword range, but not quite."
Xie Chuxue thought it was a sword at first sight, but this may have been his preconception. If it was a spiritual weapon, then its form would definitely be more than just a sword.
Ye Qiao also discovered its changes. After forming the elixir himself, its appearance and characteristics became clearer. When it fell into his hands, it was engraved with a dharma seal. It was pure black in color, mysterious and simple.
"What did it look like to you at the time?"
Ye Qiao: "Stick."
She just thought it was a stick.
Xie Chuxue: "But when I first saw it, it smelled like a spirit sword."
At the time, he thought it was a strange-looking spirit sword.
"Now the appearance and aura are a bit like a staff." Xie Chuxue nodded Ye Qiao's head and reminded: "Put your spiritual consciousness into it and try to change its shape."
Ye Qiao covered his head, "But if it is a spiritual weapon, why would monsters like to rub it?"
It's almost like catnip.
Stick it up like crazy.
Xie Chuxue made a gun gesture and put it against her chin as if thinking: "It should be constantly changing its form. There must be something inside to support its changes. How about we take it apart and study it?"
After he finished speaking, the bamboo shoot in Ye Qiao's hand also moved slightly. If it hadn't transformed, it would have rushed out in the next second.
Ye Qiao stopped him from this dangerous idea, and then obediently inserted her consciousness. It was said that her consciousness was very strong, but at this time she could feel obvious discomfort.
She tentatively imagined it as a sword.
"The breath has changed." Xie Chuxue's eyes widened slightly, it was so magical.
"Try if you can turn it into two swords?"
Ye Qiao tentatively used her spiritual consciousness to influence Bu Jianjun. The spiritual consciousness behind her golden elixir was more than twice as powerful. The motionless stick in her hand actually turned into two pieces, with a slight difference in shape. More of a sword than a stick.
"Others? What about bows, arrows, sickles, etc.?"
Ye Qiao tried it and found that it didn't work.
"I'll give it a try when you're in the Nascent Soul stage." He was a little regretful. It seemed that the transformation of this spiritual weapon was limited to swords.
This kind of spiritual weapon may be useless in the hands of others. It is already difficult to master it, let alone other forms, but it is just right for Ye Qiao. She knows a lot and there is no limit. Taking the bamboo shoot is very suitable for her.
"In this case, I feel like there is no need for a sword." Xie Chuxue muttered.
On the way back to the yard, Ye Qiao was still thinking about how to change the form of the weapon in his hand while changing sword moves during the competition.
There is no doubt that both test consciousness and reaction speed.
…
The venue is within the scope of the Eight Families, and the Eight Families have an unwritten rule that any monk who enters their jurisdiction is not allowed to wield a sword, so the Five Sects are preparing to go by flying boat.
All kinds of sect costumes are gathered together in colorful colors. To be honest, it's a bit dazzling.
"Let's go and stand with the Wenjian Sect." Zhou Xingyun refused the other green and gold sect uniforms.
Xue Yu agreed: "Red and green are too harsh on the eyes."
"Hi, hi, hi." Ye Qiao waved and greeted the other sects.
Yue Qingzong and Chengfeng Sect stood together without knowing what they were talking about.
One blue and one yellow.
This scene made Ye Qiao's lips curl up.
"I always feel that these two sects are together." Ye Qiao looked at the blue and yellow sect uniforms and said sincerely, "It looks like Meituan and Ele.me."
It makes sense for this team to come together.
The others glanced at her and couldn't understand what Ye Qiao was talking about.
Very baffling.
Mu Chongxi walked to Wenjian Sect nonchalantly and provoked Chu Xingzhi. He smiled and said, "Don't make it into the top ten by then."
Chu Xingzhi sneered: "This is for you and Ye Qiao, be careful in the individual competition."
Ye Qiao, who was being teased, was also a little unhappy, "What's wrong with you?"
Chu Xingzhi ducked out of reflex, snorted, and said loudly, "I'm fine."
Everyone briefly reminisced about old times, and then each boarded a mighty flying boat to go to the place where the Eight Families were competing. Not to mention, the personal treatment was very good. When they arrived at the place, not only the stewards of the Eight Families came to greet them, but also took them for a tour. The city even had fans picking them up.
Mu Zhongxi spit out the flower petals she accidentally ate in her mouth, and said, "No, we agreed to scatter the petals individually. Did they really scatter them?"
Xue Yu sneezed, "It's fatal."
So enthusiastic.
Ye Qiao plucked the petals in her pocket. Just like walking on a red carpet, a group of monks came to watch, and every descendant who walked by had to be appraised by them.
“Don’t ugly people deserve to be his descendants???”
"Yun Que's face is so beautiful. Why is Song Hansheng so cold to her every time."
Song Hansheng's male fan immediately shouted back in dissatisfaction, "Get out."
Ming Xuan immediately tilted his head and whispered to Ye Qiao, "Song Hansheng's fans are quite enthusiastic."
Ye Qiao was convinced that they were all men.
"I like the one with the stick hanging on the waist. Wow, wow, it looks so beautiful."
"That's Ye Qiao."
The other party calmed down instantly.
Ye Qiao. No one in the world of cultivation who was watching the competition knew how mean she was, so they didn't expect that she would show such an innocent face.
"What about the one with Ye Qiao? What a charm."
"That's Mingxuan. Don't worry, there aren't many normal people from the Changming Sect."
After they all got off the flying boat, people from the Eight Families followed closely to pick them up.
The monk was surprised: "Hey, hey, there seem to be many direct descendants of the Eight Families who are taking care of the job this time. Wow, wow, wow, they are really rich."
A group of young ladies and young men from aristocratic families, riding on fancy mounts, slowly falling from the air with fairy aura, the pomp was a bit exaggerated.
They walked down from their mounts slowly, and when they saw a group of descendants coming together, they nodded slightly and said in a calm tone: "Follow us."
That arrogant look made Ye Qiao sigh slightly: "I found that Song Hansheng has restrained himself."
Because she discovered that these direct descendants really didn’t look at anyone seriously.
Mingxuan was so excited that he exposed his head and lashed out: "Look, look! I'll just say they hate it."
"So arrogant." Mu Zhongxi muttered.
Xue Yu agreed: "Everyone is so crazy that they look like they don't even recognize their parents anymore."
"..." The question is, is it appropriate for you two, who are from the Eight Great Families, to say such things?
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There are still three thousand words left, probably six thousand words at once, but I can’t finish it. I’ll post it tomorrow.
