It was the first time for Ye Qiao to participate in such a celebration banquet for the Five Sects and Eight Classics. Ming Xuan told Ye Qiao experiencedly, "This is the first time for our Chang Ming Sect to hold it. In the past, it was always the Wenjian Sect."
"When you get there, you'll eat and drink all the way, and then you'll say a few words about your descendants and direct descendants that you don't like."
In the past, every banquet was always about comparing and ridiculing each other.
Xue Yu nodded and confirmed what the other party said, "You can also understand it as an annual bragging conference between the Eight Families and the Five Sects."
"In previous years, it was held by Wenjian Sect, but this year it is our sect. We are the hosts this time. The elders hope that we will be more modest and try not to quarrel with other sects, and don't let that group of people quarrel, so as not to affect the atmosphere."
Eight families were invited to the celebration banquet, and the sect leaders were secretly contemplating the group of aristocratic families who did nothing when encountering problems.
The faces of the family heads who received the news were all gloomy.
Qin Fanfan kept his word. The five sects were all busy preparing for the celebration banquet in the past few days. Before that, the elders also held a meeting to summarize the matter. They took the opportunity to spend their free time to gather around the disciples. Corresponding guidance is given on the shortcomings.
Ye Qiao and Mu Chongxi were scolded by the elders one after another.
They were not allowed to borrow any external force, so they used this inheritance for training. The inheritance of the prediction system allowed Ye Qiao to fully dodge. Duan Yu could not catch up with her speed for a while. Mu Chongxi's inheritance was also very interesting. If the attack falls on him, this bastard will be as active as a normal person.
The ability to withstand beatings skyrocketed.
He looked at the two direct descendants who could fight him back and forth, and smiled slightly, "Ye Qiao, Mu Chongxi, you two, come together. If you catch my figure, you will be successful."
Ye Qiao raised his eyes: "Really?"
"So simple?" Mu Chongxi was also doubtful.
Duan Yu: "Come."
The two brothers had a very good tacit understanding. When he fell down, they started to attack in unison, one around him and the other attacking from the front. Their attacks were easily neutralized. When Duan Yu was about to counterattack, Ye Qiao jumped back and dodged.
Mu Chongxi was not afraid of being beaten, and he was beaten away as if nothing happened.
But soon, Ye Qiao was dizzy from being shaken, and all he could see was the figure of Elder Duan Yu appearing around him one after another.
"Damn it. How can you be so fast on Qingfeng?"
It was so close that only a shadow remained.
In this case, the prediction system can only predict loneliness.
Due to the unequal cultivation level and lack of combat experience, she was completely unable to keep up with Duan Yu. Ye Qiao licked her lips and thought about the techniques used by the ancestor of the Changming Sect when she was training her. She wanted to use this to break the situation, but what she saw in front of her was There is no idea about this situation.
Mu Chongxi also tried to smash Duan Yu in front of him, but all his moves failed. He was dizzy and said, "Elder, there are so many elders."
Ye Qiao tried to get closer to Duan Yu, looked at the elusive elder, and said calmly, "Let's try to catch him in a flanking attack."
With a step on Qingfeng, the two of them jumped up and down. Duan Yu's figure was caught at this moment.
Ye Qiao and Mu Chongxi's eyes lit up, and they rushed over like hungry wolves rushing towards food.
Elder Duan seemed to be sneaking away from them. Every time he gave Ye Qiao the illusion that he could catch them, he would disappear the next second.
Ye Qiao fell deeply into reflection: "I feel like I was slipped away."
Mu Chongxi: "Get rid of the feeling."
The two of them split up and tried to catch Elder Duan. After a few seconds, they bumped into each other head-on. They both tried to pull back their strength to stop. As a result, Elder Duan fell behind him mysteriously and held down the back of one person's head with one hand. Their heads collided hard.
There was a "bang" collision sound that made the two people's eyes flash with mosquito repellent on the spot.
Depend on.
It hurts.
It hurts so much.
The two of them fell to the ground in confusion. Ye Qiao's vision went dark when he was touched. He covered his forehead and said angrily: "Is your head made of weights?"
Mu Zhongxi rubbed his dizzy head after being hit: "Is it my fault too?" He curled his lips, "This is what the inheritance I got is like."
The Dragon Clan symbolizes the inheritance of cruelty and strength. Who knows, it can also strengthen the body. Ye Qiao took a breath and said, "Elder, let's talk about it. He is like a cannonball and can knock away my physical fitness in one go. Are you sure you want us to train the same way?"
Ye Qiao is quite resistant to beatings now. This is the result of repeated beatings by Duan Yu.
But no matter how hard she resisted, it was still not as good as the inheritance from the Dragon Clan. Ye Qiao wanted Elder Duan to make her training a little less difficult, so she frantically hinted to him, "Why don't you think about it and change our training?"
Duan Yu suddenly realized, "You are right, Xiaoqiao."
"I didn't expect you to be so eager to learn." He slammed his fist into his palm, "Then you stay alone later and I will strengthen your training."
"Don't worry." He was pleased, "I will definitely let you catch up with Mu Chongxi's progress."
"You stay here for the next few days to train and try to apply Taqingfeng to my level."
Ye Qiao, who tried to lighten the training but ended up losing everything: "..."
*
On the day of the celebration banquet, all the aristocratic families were invited, and the Ming Dynasty, which had always been quiet and quiet, was rarely busy. Several descendants were arranged to be mascots, and even Zhou Xingyun who tried to go out to hide was caught.
When Wenjian Zong arrived. Ye Qinghan and others wanted to walk over without looking away, but as soon as they stepped into the formation of Changming Sect, Ye Qiao and others came up to shake hands with them.
"???"
Depend on.
Did you take the wrong medicine again?
"Ye Qiao, please be normal." Chu Xingzhi stepped in and then stepped back, extremely sincere: "We are a little scared when you look like this."
"Oh." Mingxuan threw away his hand in disgust, "The elder said that we should be more friendly to you, what? Are you dissatisfied with us?"
"That's right. Isn't there a saying that says this?" Mu Zhongxi clapped his fingers, "Friends come from afar, but they will be killed even though they are far away?" What seems weird?
Zhuyou smiled: "Thank you, they will kill us early in the morning."
There was nothing to talk about with this group of people. They were accustomed to Chang Mingzong who had convulsions from time to time, so they entered the scene one after another without saying anything.
The five-person welcoming group standing at the entrance of the sect also met several acquaintances. After the Yue Qing Sect entered the venue, Mingxuan specifically stopped Mingyi.
He heard about Yunhen's intention to find a disciple.
The missing personal position has never been filled. Bibo City Mingyi proved herself very well that time. It is not surprising that Song Hansheng and Zhai Chen were recommended by the personal committees.
"Congratulations on becoming the direct successor." Mingxuan hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "Are you still used to being in Yue Qing Sect?"
Mingyi was at a loss for a few seconds, then nodded: "It's not bad. There's a lot of homework. I like this atmosphere very much."
She enjoyed that feeling very much, and the direct transfer was not as difficult to get along with as she expected. As long as the talent was decent and there was no hindrance, it would be easy to be accepted.
"What about you?" Mingyi looked at the people of Changming Sect.
Mu Chongxi: "You actually do your homework? Like us, we never do our homework."
Zhou Xingyun was even more confused: "Does our sect still have homework?"
Mingyi: "...Excuse me."
She quickened her pace and moved away from Chang Mingzong behind her, and kept up with the large army in front.
