More than a dozen round pills fell into the palm of his hand, and they were a little hot. Ye Qiao went straight to the competition stage, stuffed all the pills into Xue Yu's hands, and muttered: "Eat more, don't really become a fool."
The smell of the God-Building Pills made him feel comfortable. Xue Yu's arms were filled with the God-Building Pills. After eating them all, Xue Yu felt numb. The tips of his ears finally stopped bleeding.
Seeing that Xue Yu's condition had recovered somewhat, the Bishui Sect next to him who was also dizzy after refining the elixir was a little envious.
Ye Qiao looked at what was left and threw it away neatly, "After you finish eating, remember to return the spiritual plant in the elixir to me."
Si Miaoyan was slightly stunned, somewhat flattered, "Well... Okay, okay. Thank you, we will pay you back."
Miaomiao was also overjoyed: "There are still many good people in the world!"
Mu Chongxi yawned and was a little puzzled when he saw her behavior, "Little junior sister, why are you giving them pills? Their alchemy cultivation is very dark, and there is no shortage of pills."
Every pill in the Bishui Sect is extremely expensive! Several other sects have been dissatisfied with the outrageous prices of their elixirs for a long time. However, due to the fact that there are so few alchemy practitioners in the world of cultivation, the price only goes up but not down.
Ye Qiao replied in a low voice, "The spiritual plant that I used to make the elixir was harvested from their sect."
Shouldn't this be comforting? And when the time comes, Bishui, who doesn't know why, will have to give them a new spiritual plant with gratitude, which is wonderful.
On the way, several elders of alchemy cultivators looked at her several times before they could speak. To be honest, the elixir in Ye Qiao's hand was also very spiritual. It was a pity that she was not an alchemy cultivator participating in the competition. They couldn't embezzle it openly and openly.
If I had known, I would have let her compete! Rules are nothing, rules are meant to be modified.
After all, did the Changming Sect make few changes to the rules of this year’s competition?
With complicated emotions, Simiaoyan swallowed the elixir she had concocted, and then raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise.
"Her elixir is not the best."
The leader of the Bishui Sect was originally still in the Suichang Ming Sect. Hearing these words, his expression perked up, "Is this a semi-finished product?"
"It's not a semi-finished product. What I mean is, it's not the best. Her effect...may be above the best." Si Miaoyan added: "It should be at the level of half-step heaven."
Although she is not as exaggerated as Xue Yu, she is only in the middle stage of the golden elixir, which is one level lower than Xue Yu, and she can hit twelve in one go.
What a concept.
"..."
The leader of the Bishui Sect was stabbed twice more by Leng Leng. He shook off his sleeves and was so angry that he went home on the spot.
Shameful.
A heavenly elixir, a half-step above the best.
Why don't you go to heaven if you, Chang Mingzong, are so awesome?
Xue Yu came down from the competition stage and was waiting to evaluate his ranking. His father walked over enthusiastically, a smile blooming on his usually rigid face. Xue Yu...
To be honest, he was taken aback.
The Xue family has always been famous for being rigid and serious. In other words, the eight families are all the same, an ancient and feudal family.
Xue Yu's lips moved, "Dad."
"I won."
The head of the Xue family patted him on the shoulder, with a hint of smile in his voice, "Good job." He was really proud of him.
The individual competition is not only watched by the monks on the field, but basically the entire cultivation world is watching. Being able to refine a heavenly product in front of everyone will further establish the Xue family's position as the number one alchemy cultivator.
Ye Qiao stood behind, playing rock-paper-scissors boredly with Mu Chongxi.
"You are Ye Qiao, thank you." After the Xue family praised his son, he patted Ye Qiao's shoulder enthusiastically.
He was actually quite surprised. I still understand my son's character.
Xue Yu's personality seems to be the easiest to get along with, but in fact it is somewhat due to the basic alienation of people from big families. I didn't expect that I could make friends with so many geniuses after going to Changming Sect.
The head of the Xue family pulled Xue Yu and continued to instill his own ideas in him, "You should make more friends with geniuses. Although the Changming Sect is not suitable for you, there are indeed many geniuses. I didn't expect you to do so well and win the first prize quietly. one."
Xue Yu just nodded perfunctorily this time.
His father and Mingxuan's father were indeed extremely realistic.
While the two were talking, the results of the evaluation came out. Xue Yu deserved the first place, second was Si Miaoyan, and third was Liu Yun, ranked in order.
After Dan Xiu's last game, the atmosphere gradually reached its peak. There was chatter in the audience, and ranking points were passed down in person for all individual competitions. Combined with the team competition, Chang Ming Zong deserves the first place.
Ye Qiao stayed out of the situation until a fan of Chang Mingzong outside the stadium plucked up the courage and shouted something loudly.
"We are number one."
"Wake up, you guys!!! We are number one."
The petals that had been prepared a long time ago were scattered towards them in a thick layer, and the scene became chaotic. If he didn't react in time, he was hit on the head by the petals. Chu Xingzhi, who was next to him, was hit by the petals and cursed secretly.
You just celebrate the Changming Sect, why the hell do you want to bring trouble to them.
Number one is not theirs! !
Only the injured world of the other prostitutes was achieved. Those who did not run out were directly surrounded by the fans of Changming Sect. The scene fell into chaos, accompanied by the voices of other procensers cursing.
Damn it, you were already very angry after losing, and you were surrounded by people from the Changming Sect. Has anyone considered their feelings?
Too many descendants have participated in the competition. Once in a hundred years, only one sect can take first place.
But this time, they won the first place on their own.
Ye Qiao's whole body was submerged in the fragrant petals, and she looked a little dazed.
The train of thought even got weirdly distorted.
Where on earth did they prepare so many petals?
Qin Fanfan stood high enough that other fans couldn't reach him, and they didn't dare to offend the sect leader, but they were brave enough to throw a handful of petals at him, and Qin Fanfan sneezed.
"Lao Duan, did we win?"
Duan Yu: "We won."
Elder Zhao woke up as if from a dream, "Quick, quick, let those children come out, how can they be so noisy and unbecoming!" They are all people who have won the competition, why are they so unstable.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Fanfan also realized that this would not have a good impact on other clan traditions, and he just left the stage to tell the monks to calm down.
Unexpectedly, he was quite popular. When fans of the Changming Sect saw him coming down, they immediately enthusiastically took a bite and boasted, "You are so great in the Changming Sect!" ''Only you can teach these five geniuses''
Qin Fanfan was so blown away that he even forgot what he was supposed to do.
Elder Zhao held his forehead.
Duan Yu clapped his hands and said, "That's all, let them make trouble, we won." We only won this once in so many years, why should we be happy?
Ye Qiao, the biggest hero, was pulled by Ming Xuan.
"We are number one." His eyes widened with a smile, "Let's go, let's go. Let's celebrate."
Chang Mingzong's clothes are the most recognizable. Each of the five people was ravaged to varying degrees, and their arms were filled with various gifts. Ye Qiao was okay, she was a girl, and no one touched her.
The other senior brothers were in a miserable situation. In the process of receiving gifts, they had to avoid all kinds of love and affection.
The female cultivators in the world of cultivation are all too unrestrained.
Chu Xingzhi looked at the surrounded Changming Sect and whispered: "What's so great about it."
Isn't it number one?
In the competition held once in a century, no one wanted to take first place, but there was only one sect in the ranking. Song Hansheng watched the lively scene, his expressions difficult to distinguish, and he remained silent.
In fact, this excitement has nothing to do with them.
Several male fans were enthusiastic: "Brother Hansheng! It's okay! In our hearts, you will always be number one."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
Song Hansheng's face darkened, and he turned his head away. All the emotions of sadness for spring and autumn were gone.
Several other disciples saw this and were laughing crazily beside them.
