This extremely dramatic ending left everyone in a daze. In the end, did they have to rely on resources to win? ? ?
The end of spiritual cultivation is resources. This truth remains unchanged from ancient times.
The others had all had enough sleep. When they saw Mu Chongxi paralyzed on the ground, Mingxuan dragged him back like a dog, "Ahhh, I didn't expect, I didn't expect, you actually won."
If you beat Qin Huai, then the rest will be easier. Fortunately, you won, otherwise you would have been waiting to be laughed at by Wen Jian Zong.
"What does Chao Xi look like? Does it look good?" This was Ye Qiao's focus. She hugged the bamboo shoot tightly and found that when the sword spirit transformed, it seemed to match the color of the sword itself.
Mu Chongxi fell asleep and died.
Seeing that he was sleeping so deeply, Xue Yu sighed and said softly: "In that case, don't disturb him yet."
Mu Chongxi went to bed. Considering that he was very tired, everyone went to do their own things. Mu Chongxi defeated Qin Huai and the sword spirit transformed. No matter which one is a hot spot in the world of cultivation .
The matter of the disciples entering the Sword Cave to choose spiritual swords has also become a hotly discussed matter.
"Transforming day and night, damn, he's so awesome."
"Yes, yes. Speaking of which, Qin Huai should be the master of the Qingfeng Sword, Ye Qiao is the master of the bamboo shoot sword, and Zhou Xingyun is the master of the dust. All the names are pretty good, except for Ye Qiao's."
"Bold! Our Lang Lang Sword is called Bu Jian Jun!! How beautiful! That is the master of Bu Jian Jun Sword."
"To be honest, I would like to call the trio of sword cultivators from the Chang Ming Sect: gone in vain."
These three sword cultivators all have natal swords.
The focus is still on the few direct descendants who do not have spiritual swords, especially Ye Qinghan. What will his natal sword be like?
"Let me make a bold guess, the Frost Sword has very close attributes to Ye Qinghan's spiritual roots."
"I feel like the Glimpse Sword is pretty good too."
"Where's Jinghong Sword? It's a pair with Lve Ying."
"Duan Shui and Luo Shui are also a couple."
"I bet on the Frost Sword!"
"I bet on Jinghong Sword."
Seeing these idle monks placing bets one by one, Ye Qiao also joined in the fun. She secretly left a message and said: "I will break the water sword."
No one cared about her originally, after all, there were so many monks on the chat forum of the world of cultivation.
However, the words "cut off water" caused everyone's eyes to focus on her.
"The water has been cut off for hundreds of years and no one has pulled it out. Are you sure?"
Ye Qiao replied: "I'm sure. After I pull it out, please call me - the fortune teller."
After she finished showing off, she locked up Yu Jian, but not long after she left the room with her words, her second senior brother came in laughing.
"There is a fool who accuses Ye Qinghan of being the Water-Breaking Sword." Mingxuan walked in, "Hahaha, come and laugh at him with me."
Ye Qiao: "..."
She kicked him out with one swift kick.
Mingxuan: "What are you doing?"
Ye Qiao: "Your sultry expression offended me."
Xue Yu raised his eyebrows, "Are you that fool?"
Ye Qiao: "What do you mean by a fool? If the sky falls, Ye Qinghan will also be the master of the Shuishui Sword. That's what I said."
Xue Yu was so rested: "How did you tell?"
Ye Qiao only said: "Genius' intuition."
She had never been good at what she said, so no one cared. After Mu Chongxi drew lots, it was Zhou Xingyun and Ye Qiao's turn. The former's strength was there and he didn't need to think too much. Ye Qiao took a look at the lot.
Then his eyes went dark.
"Ye Qinghan."
"..."
"Women have to be strong." Mu Chongxi had almost recovered her spirit. After learning the result, she patted Ye Qiao and returned to her the words she had said before.
Ye Qiao: "..."
The next development far exceeded everyone's expectations, Ye Qiao, versus Ye Qinghan.
I was still guessing who the unlucky guy was. Ye Qinghan, who was the first among the top ten to face the Nascent Soul stage, did not expect that the unlucky guy was Ye Qiao.
"Good guy, did Ye Qiao ask Zhou Xingyun to help draw this lottery ticket?"
"No, she got it based on her ability."
"It is said that someone revealed that these three unlucky successors were practicing the law before the lottery was drawn. Why do they become more and more wrong the more they do it?"
One is Qin Huai and the other is Ye Qinghan.
All the powerful ones were met by Chang Mingzong.
"Mu Chongxi defeated Qin Huai, but I don't know if Ye Qiao can defeat Ye Qinghan."
"It's scary, Ye Qinghan has a domain, and he's still in the Nascent Soul stage. What can Ye Qiao do?"
The monks were discussing in full swing, and there was a rare silence in the courtyard. Qin Fanfan was in a good mood. Each of his disciples was competing with each other. He had a bright face and could be said to walk with wind.
Mu Chongxi's winner was Qin Huai.
He boasted quite happily in front of a group of old guys.
As a result, as soon as they came in, the five relatives of his family were all wilted, and their expressions were rarely the same as those of Zhou Xingyun.
Qin Fanfan clapped his hands: "Cheer up, it's just a competition, isn't it? I believe man can conquer nature. Why are you kids so wilted?"
Ye Qiao looked at his master's determined look and said lazily: "I will fight Ye Qinghan next time."
Qin Fanfan was silent for a moment, suspecting that he heard wrongly: "Who?"
"Ye Qinghan."
Qin Fanfan said solemnly: "Now that the matter has come to an end, let's just go to bed."
Ye Qiao didn't expect him to give up so early, and was slightly torn, "Isn't that right, Master? Can't you have some confidence in me? I am also a genius after all."
Qin Fanfan chatted with each other.
"The main reason is that it's Ye Qinghan."
If it were anyone else, he would dare to pat his chest and ensure that his little apprentice would be fine.
They say it doesn't matter whether they win or lose, but now that it's time, who doesn't want to win?
As soon as Qin Fanfan came in, Xie Chuxue followed suit with a swagger. He smiled and waved, "Hi, everyone. I'm here to reward you."
"Dear nephews."
"What??" Ye Qiao didn't understand.
Mingxuan: "...Run!!"
Ye Qiao, the newcomer, didn't understand what the reward in his mouth meant. Mingxuan grabbed her and ran away, explaining as he ran, "It means that the junior uncle will cook for us and reward us."
The experience of Xie Chuxue roasting them was so fresh in my memory.
Can his cooking skills be eaten by humans?
Xie Chuxue's dear nephews all ran faster than dogs.
Facts have proved that your uncle will always be your uncle. They were all caught after running a few steps.
"Don't be downcast." Xie Chuxue said in a lively and cute tone: "Hey, hey, hey, aren't you going to compete? I'll cook for you in the finals of the top ten."
"You reward Ye Qiao, it's enough to reward her."
"Ah, yes, yes. And Mingxuan, the two of them are at the top of the competition. We can survive by eating some dirt."
The struggle was useless, Xie Chuxue brought the prepared chicken soup to each of them. Ye Qiao hesitated for a long time and looked at the senior brother for a few seconds. When she saw Zhou Xingyun drank, she leaned over and asked in a low voice: "How is it? "
Zhou Xingyun showed no emotion and replied in the same small voice: "It tastes bad."
Ye Qiao swallowed and took a tentative taste.
She found that the bad drink was all a compliment to Xie Chuxue, which could destroy the kitchen at first and poison the king's cooking skills at worst. It was hard to imagine how Mingxuan and the others grew up safely in Xie Chuxue's hands.
"Aha." After Ye Qiao finished drinking, her face twisted, and she decided to save herself.
"Ah? Song Han's voice." The girl lowered her eyes and opened the jade slip to pretend, "What? Ye Qinghan wants to invite me to dinner?"
"Oh oh oh, Duan Hengdao and the others are here too, right? I'll be there right away."
"What? You mean Si Miaoyan and the others are here, okay, no problem, I'll go right away."
"???" Under her pressure, it seemed like all the descendants of the five sects came to her for dinner.
Ye Qiao used this reason to run away quickly.
Xie Chuxue muttered in her voice and blinked her light brown eyes: "It's so shocking."
Only four people were left with slightly widened eyes: "?"
no. Take me one.
Is there any meal that they can't eat together? ! !
