Being stuck in the last few promotions, Ye Qiao ranked very low. In contrast, Yun Que was faster. In just one month, his ranking reached more than 300.
And Ye Qiao's daily routine at night is also very fixed. She just draws lots to find opponents during the day, and is pulled by her senior brother to train at night. She has only broken through the golden elixir not long ago. There are many moves that she can use after the golden elixir. Zhou Xingyun looks very much like a man. Mom, I took the trouble to teach her how to use it over and over again.
After having his little junior sister, Zhou Xingyun found that he was quite busy.
Not only was he busy stopping Ye Qiao from doing fancy things and was beaten to death, but he was also busy training her. In this case, Zhou Xingyun liked this atmosphere very much. At least, it was much better than the boring feeling before.
Ye Qiao looked at the four sword shadows, stepped on the breeze and shuttled through the slit. The magic weapon in his hand lengthened and turned over to create an afterimage, blocking his attack.
The shattered sword energy transformed in the next second, turning into chains that suddenly wrapped tightly around her.
Ye Qiao was so strangled that she couldn't move. Zhou Xingyun struck down with a light sword, and she was thrown to the ground. Looking at the yard where a hole was made, the corner of her mouth twitched.
Senior brother, you are so fierce.
The sword energy dispersed, and Ye Qiao lay down from the pit in pain, "Is that the sword energy taking form?"
"Yeah." Zhou Xingyun's tone was calm. There was a skill that Ye Qiao had not yet mastered at the golden elixir level or above.
"I demonstrated it just now, you should remember it."
He had no doubts about Ye Qiao's memory.
She nodded, indeed remembering it.
"Imagine its shape, focus your consciousness on the sword energy. Then use it to hit me."
Ye Qiao was extremely perceptive. She imitated Zhou Xingyun's gesture with a movement of her wrist, and a white gas shape suddenly swooped up. Zhou Xingyun calmly waved away the sword energy she had finally gathered, "Continue."
The transformation of sword energy consumes a lot of spiritual energy. Ye Qiao's spiritual root will absorb the spiritual energy on its own and replenish it quickly. It can condense the sword energy for a long time. Repeatedly, this can just train the degree of condensation of her sword energy.
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Changming Sect has been like this for many days in a row, and gradually the sect next door has become accustomed to the noise coming from them from time to time.
Zhu You frowned in disbelief when he saw the condensed sword energy in mid-air in the middle of the night: "With so many sword energy transformed, won't they be weak?"
"Ye Qiao should be the only one who did it." Ye Qinghan was a little tired. He kept pushing the list to the top 100 and basically didn't sleep. He pursed his lips and added lightly: "But, she is now Only at the golden elixir stage is nothing to be afraid of."
I'm also glad that she has the golden elixir, otherwise it would be really difficult.
In the Changming Sect, Xue Yu is the only diligent person, and it is certain that he will be in the top ten.
Originally, there were only a few alchemy cultivators, and the number of talented alchemy cultivators in the entire cultivation world could be counted on ten fingers. However, alchemy cultivators were all stubborn and would not admit defeat even if they were beaten to death. He could only compete one game at a time.
In the past few days, he had been almost selfless in competition. Ye Qiao respected King Juan's efforts, but she also realized that Xue Yu's mental state was too depressed every time he came back.
None of them went to the stadium to watch Xue Yu compete. After all, there was nothing to watch in a crushing situation.
But Xue Yu, his mental state is not so bad, right?
"What happened to you?" Ye Qiao poked him, "Are you okay?"
Xue Yu was in a daze, "It's okay."
Several people hesitated to speak. He didn't look like he was okay.
But Xue Yu fell asleep after coming back. They looked at each other and prepared to go to the Danxiu Arena to take a look tomorrow.
There are relatively few people in the alchemy arena. They are not in a one-on-one mode, but a group of alchemists gather together to compete. It is said that the appearance, grade, and quantity of the elixirs are.
Not to mention anything else, just the appearance of the elixir was enough to make Ye Qiao fail. She was extremely lucky that the person who applied for the exam was a sword cultivator.
There were hundreds of spectators sitting outside the venue to join in the fun. The arrival of the four of them was inconspicuous, plus they were wearing regular clothes. Ye Qiao was dressed in dark blue clothes, holding her chin up, looking at the scene below.
"The alchemy competition is so boring." Mingxuan covered his eyes lazily, trying to sleep.
It makes people have no desire to continue watching.
The first half was held normally, which made a few people suspect that Xue Yun's poor energy was purely because he was too good.
"He's so vain." Mingxuan slandered him unceremoniously.
Ye Qiao agreed: "You are weaker than me."
"..." You two, don't get into such weird topics!
Until the second half of the game, Ye Qiao, who was still lying in the auditorium and occupying several seats due to lack of quality, suddenly sat up. She blinked slightly and keenly captured the presence of spiritual consciousness in the venue. Xue Yu.
Ye Qiao raised his eyebrows, stared straight into the field, and said calmly: "Someone is using spiritual consciousness to interfere with him."
No wonder my mental state is so bad every time I come back.
The co-author was targeted several times in a row.
However, it is understandable that there are only a few alchemy cultivators, so if you can take advantage of the opportunity, you can kill every one.
The reason why Xue Yu didn't tell them was that the Dan Xiu competition was easier than other competitions, and the other four people should be busy. Telling them would only add unnecessary worries.
Mu Chongxi stood up, "What should we do?"
Mingxuan sneered, picked up the shoe of a spectator outside the venue, rounded it with his hand, and hit it hard into the venue with precision, "I let you intervene.
Never doubt the accuracy of a talisman cultivator.
They throw talismans with almost perfect accuracy, not to mention a pair of shoes.
The man who was secretly trying to disturb Xue Yu with his spiritual consciousness was instantly knocked backward by the shoe.
He was furious: "Who?! Who is attacking me?"
Mingxuan, the culprit, smiled as if nothing had happened and said, "Your father."
"Wuhu." Ye Qiao's eyes lit up.
Just in time, she stuffed several steamed buns into her mustard bag, and they were probably almost hard. Ye Qiao caught them in her hand, threw them up, and then accurately hit several other alchemy cultivators.
"Are you sick?" They couldn't bear it anymore.
When I looked up, I saw several good-looking boys and girls, smiling and starting to hit people without any quality.
Xue Yu was stunned for a moment, and also saw several fellow students outside the court. His fingertips paused, somewhat moved, but why did their sect take such an unconventional path every time?
Seeing these Changming clan members having a great time smashing things around outside the field, the elders frowned.
What kind of weird style is this?
"stop!!"
The person in charge of the Eight Families couldn't sit still and warned without thinking: "Members of the Changming Sect, you are not allowed to throw anything into the venue. If you violate it again, points will be deducted!"
"Tsk."
Mingxuan hadn't smashed enough yet. He leaned back and smiled: "Rules, rules, rules. Only the eight major families have a lot to do."
In the Changming Sect, Xue Yu signed up for alchemy cultivation alone, and he belonged to the category of fighting alone.
The others are all organized alchemists, gathered together to interfere with his judgment of herbal medicines intentionally or unintentionally.
You know, you can really become famous if you win a personal biography.
Don't worry about how you win, just look at Ye Qiao and you will know that as long as you can win, no matter how cheap you are, people will like you.
Mu Chongxi curled her lips: "Those who interfered with Xue Yu are all direct descendants of the Eight Families, and they are quite talented."
They are all rare geniuses.
The organizer is the Eight Families, and the top management turns a blind eye to this kind of immoral behavior.
Ye Qiao tilted his head: "The eight families are so unreasonable?" Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps. What kind of logic is this?
Mingxuan snorted, "They have always been like this. They are such a powerful family, and they are not meant to reason with ordinary people like us."
Zhou Xingyun glanced at him and felt that Mingxuan had become increasingly indiscriminate in his attacks recently.
Ye Qiao raised his hand and asked the referee and person in charge: "Let me ask, does their intervention with spiritual consciousness violate the rules?"
The other party was calm and composed. When he saw that it was Ye Qiao who was asking the question, he raised his eyebrows and replied calmly: "This is just a trivial thing to do within the scope of the rules, that's all." The last two words were awkward. Heavy and full of warnings.
He knew Ye Qiao.
After the competition, no one knew about her, but even Ye Qiao couldn't participate in the alchemy competition. What could she do?
Ye Qiao looked at him with enlightenment, "Now that I say that, it means that off-site intervention is allowed, right?"
"Can."
Things have happened that disturb people's atmosphere on the field, so it is natural to intervene off the field.
But no one can intervene in someone else's alchemy from the sidelines. Being so far away, what can even Ye Qiao do?
"Are you going to start acting like a monster again?" Mingxuan opened his eyes, feeling refreshed.
"Don't say that. I'm just doing some simple things within the rules. That's all."
Ye Qiao casually took out the red lotus cauldron from the mustard bag and smiled slightly.
This is a gift from Xue Yu and others. It is said to be a spiritual weapon, but I haven't had time to try it out to see how effective it is.
"Want to see how I use the alchemy furnace to make elixirs?" she asked.
Mingxuan: "Look."
Ye Qiao sat down without saying anything, recalling the steps of the replenishing elixir, adding spiritual plants into it with smooth movements. She was very fast in refining the elixir, and could even produce ten elixir seals at one time.
In order to ensure that it was powerful enough, Ye Qiao punched out fifteen of them at once, and then her ears began to bleed.
Without raising her head, she melted the elixir, condensed it, and mixed the fragrance.
When it came to the incense-making process, Ye Qiao kept her expression straight and threw the ingredients into it. She chose the durian-flavored one this time. Fifteen elixirs were lying in the elixir furnace. The effect of the magic weapon was also very fast, better than before. The speed of refining alchemy is several times faster.
Several other elixirs had not been refined yet, so Ye Qiao took this opportunity to evaporate the aroma from the fifteen elixirs.
"Where's the Wind Control Talisman?"
Ye Qiao asked Mingxuan without raising his head.
Mingxuan handed it over: "Brother, here it is."
Ye Qiao pinched the talisman with his fingertips, and blew the talisman open, setting off a gust of wind and sending it to the venue. When Ruoyouruowu's odor floated over, the alchemists with a sensitive sense of smell noticed it.
"What does it smell like?"
Xue Yu: "..."
He knew who could do the operation as soon as he smelled it.
But in fact, after hearing it for a long time, you will calm down.
But others can't stand it.
The referee outside the court couldn't sit still. He walked angrily to Ye Qiao. When he saw the legendary genius of the Third Cultivator refining elixirs, he slammed the table next to him and said, "What are you doing?"
Ye Qiao: "Refining elixirs."
She handed it to him, "Would you like to try it?"
Just... quite warm-hearted.
"No need." He subconsciously refused, "Go out and practice."
"Why?" Ye Qiao hugged his alchemy furnace and was shocked: "What are you doing? I'm just refining some elixirs that I like within a reasonable range, that's all."
Just these two words, she responded with the same articulation.
The referee's face turned dark.
I can't refute it.
This is what he said, and there is nothing wrong with it. No one said that refining elixirs outside the venue is not allowed.
But can normal people refine such a thing from the underworld?
The atmosphere of the alchemy cultivators in the venue was also very subtle. Some people looked a little strange, "Who is refining shit in the alchemy furnace?"
"……no."
but--
It smells really bad.
Originally, alchemy practitioners rely on their sense of smell and memory to distinguish spiritual plants. This kind of smell can really easily interfere with people's sense of smell! !
"Why don't you take a breath?" Xue Yu looked at the man across the corner who was holding his breath crazily, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
Isn't it?
With these sarcastic words, Xue Yun seemed to have forgotten the scene when he was so smoked by Ye Qiao that he exploded.
"Impossible!! You don't want me to go see my wife." He suppressed his blush and would never admit defeat.
Xue Yu shrugged: "That's up to you."
Ye Qiao found that except for the distorted expressions on the faces of the alchemy cultivators, none of them seemed to be in trouble. She kept up her efforts, took the expansion note, and shouted: "Third Senior Brother."
She beeped to the stage: "Do you remember the elixir I cooked in class?"
Xue Yu: "..."
"Do you still remember that smell?"
"Come on, hurt each other, smoke won't kill them."
Xue Yu was a little moved.
He is also a bit abnormal. He is a normal person who has been disturbed repeatedly after competing for more than ten consecutive games. After using his spiritual consciousness to attack, his mentality will be distorted.
Xue Yu looked a little perverted, and the other alchemy cultivators frowned, not understanding what the relationship between the two parents was.
Xue Yu was refining the flavor of snail rice noodles that Ye Qiao had created before. He was the fastest at refining the elixir. After making ten elixir seals, he mixed the flavor and evaporated it.
The durian flavor of Ye Qiao Lian is delicious when combined.
A strange stench gradually filled the entire arena.
With the tip of his finger, the spiritual plant fell smoothly into the alchemy furnace. The young man had a long body and clear eyebrows. He was the only one in the room whose expression remained unchanged and was not affected.
This is attributed to Ye Qiao's feat back then.
There is a saying that is right. The best way to deal with opponent's interference is to try to adapt.
Xue Yu and Ye Qiao have been together for so long, and he has successfully adapted to the weird taste she created.
The only ones who are suffering are those who cannot accept it.
You Danxiu's face turned red and he raised his eyes and looked around, as if trying to find the source of the stench.
With a violent shake of his hand, the proportion suddenly went wrong.
Finally, an alchemist who couldn't bear it threw away the herbs and rushed out of the field.
"I abstain." I couldn't stand it anymore.
Dan Xiu has a sensitive sense of smell, and this smell is wafting both inside and outside the court. Who is he thinking?
After playing dozens of matches, no one gave up. Xue Yu's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that this kind of operation could actually make those people give up?
At this moment, he seemed to have found a good way to end the game quickly.
the other side.
In front of a disciple diagonally opposite Xue Yu, the alchemy furnace began to boil for no apparent reason, and exploded without warning the next second.
After the alchemy furnace exploded, brown juice flew everywhere, and unfortunately Xue Yu was splashed on his face.
He stood in the middle position and suffered greatly from it. His whole body was covered with brown concoction water. Coupled with the smelly snail powder-flavored elixir that was refined in front of him, the scene became a little uncontrollable. .
"Oh my God."
what happened?
"Xue Yu has gone crazy?"
No way.
Who is so obsessed with eating shit?
To be honest, it's just a pill.
But Xue Yu's terrifying expression, which could stop a child from crying at night, and the brown concoction on his body, made everyone misunderstand him.
Who knows what happened to these alchemists.
The referee also looked at the court in confusion. Not only was it filled with brown juice, it also became smelly.
The process of blending fragrances is not just about allowing students to express themselves freely, but they should not be too free.
The alchemy cultivators were also quite crushed. They stared blankly at the overwhelming stench, and the only one in the room who had no expression on his face was Xue Yu.
at last--
"yUe."
I don’t know who buried her head and vomited.
The alchemy furnace exploded at the same time.
Next, without exception, all the alchemy furnaces in the venue exploded with a crackle.
referee:"……"
