The days when they did not need to take on tasks allowed the direct successors to let themselves go for nearly a month. Until the arrival of several elders broke the atmosphere of salted fish and rotten food in the yard. First, Xie Chuxue waved his hand, signaling that they should wake up and return. god.
A courtyard was divided into several rooms, each with a separate room. Duan Yu quickly knocked on the door of the five people's rooms and asked them to come out of the room to join them.
After they all walked out slowly, Ye Qiao vaguely understood why he asked them to come out. In front of Duan Yu stood the young prince of the dragon tribe, who snorted when he saw Ye Qiao.
Obviously he was dissatisfied with the fact that these people ignored him and went back to sleep in their respective courtyards.
"How does it feel to take a month off?"
"It feels like..." Ye Qiao thought sincerely, "We can rest for another month."
After saying that, Elder Zhao gave him a cold look.
Thank Chuxue for helping me, okay.
Listening to Ye Qiao's words, you can tell that this group of people has really been playing for a month. Although it is not necessary to encourage others, the effect is still very significant from this experience. How did this group of people manage to be so focused on it?
"So you still have a month to figure out how to arrange it?"
"For example, about going to the Dragon Clan, have you collected all the information you can use?"
Two questions in a row choked Xue Yu. Ye Qiao was thick-skinned and pretended not to understand as if nothing had happened.
Compared with the other grumpy elders, Xie Chuxue really has one of the best tempers. He will not sneer at them from time to time. Occasionally, he will only target Mingxuan, and he will not beat them violently. The formation is equivalent to physical fists and The attack was simply too gentle.
At this moment, facing the eyes of the elders who were looking at each other, Xue Yu simply put them away. He simply replied: "I haven't had time to collect them yet. I will take them to the library in a few days."
Xie Chuxue didn't say anything more. He nodded and looked at Ye Qiao with both salty and neutral eyes. His tone was quite warm, "You also showed us the so-called genius in this competition."
"But I think your strength can be improved upon."
Duan Yu clasped his hands behind his back and continued in a low voice, "If compared with other monks, there is no doubt that you are the best."
"I hope you will not betray the trust of the sect this time."
Mu Chongxi heard that they might want to hit them again, and grimaced, "So are you going to hit us again next?"
"Smart." Xie Chuxue straightened up slightly and clapped her hands, "Don't be nervous, I'm just improving your physical skills. Have you ever thought about, for example, how you would fight without cultivation and swords? Are you trying to compete with others?"
Ye Qiao likes to kick directly with his feet or use his fists. Their dodge skills are good and they are not bad in physical skills. At least compared with the direct disciples of the same age, they are definitely the best.
Mu Chongxi didn't care, "I'm just going to fight with my bare hands, what else can I do?"
"You seem very confident?"
Hearing Elder Duan's cold smile, Mu Chongxi had a bad feeling.
"The cultivation level is sealed, stop talking nonsense. Ye Qiao, Mu Chongxi, you two come first." Duan Yu pointed at the little boy in front of him. Not only the dragon tribe wanted to see the strength of the monks, in fact they were also very curious about the dragon species. , but it is impossible for a group of elders to bully the juniors.
It can only be done by this group of relatives.
Ye Qiao, who was named, smiled slightly, "Why am I still here?"
She didn't say a word the whole time.
Isn't it enough to beat Mu Chongxi, but does she still have a share?
Compared to the reluctance of the two of them, the little prince was calm and composed.
He imitated Ye Qiao's previous provocative moves and hooked his hands slightly, "Come on."
This kind of mean action was quite cute when he did it. Ye Qiao and Mu Chongxi looked at each other and walked up reluctantly. They would take it easy in this duel.
After all, it is their yard, and if it collapses, there will be no place to live.
No matter how young the child in front of him is, there is no denying that he is a genuine dragon.
After the cultivation was sealed, the lethality plummeted, and even the sword could not be used with physical skills alone. Mu Zhongxi felt unsure.
At first, he wanted to strike first, but he was still slow. The young boy in front of him turned around and grabbed his arm. After the two of them struggled with each other for a few moves, Ao Yue lightly threw him over his shoulder and quickly knocked him to the ground.
With the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, Mu Chongxi fell to the ground and tried to get up.
The next second, the little prince punched him in the eye.
Not painful, just a little confused.
The two of them came up one by one. Seeing that Mu Chongxi was knocked down within ten moves, she immediately retreated. The little prince was much more cautious when dealing with Ye Qiao. After the competition, it was enough to show that this personal method was endless and difficult to deal with. Very.
"I have a request." Ye Qiao dodged the young boy's cold fist, whizzing past and blowing on her ears, which was full of pressure. She was extremely sincere, "Don't slap me in the face, okay?"
"That's right." She said shamelessly, "My status in the world of cultivation depends entirely on my face."
Since being beaten is a foregone conclusion, it is better to get some benefits for yourself.
After saying this, the little prince did not hesitate to punch Ye Qiao in the eye. He had to hold back his strength, otherwise the punch would have knocked him away.
Ye Qiao most likely dodged quickly, but not necessarily anything else. At least she rarely failed in terms of speed.
Zhou Xingyun watched calmly and said, "Ao Yue's attack speed can't be clearly seen at all. There is no comparison between human monks and this special race in terms of speed or attack power."
In terms of physical skills, the dragon clan is considered invincible. Mu Chongxi relied on the inheritance of the dragon clan and could barely fight against the opponent. Ye Qiao could only choose to dodge.
"Okay." Ye Qiao was punched to the ground, made an OK gesture, covered his almost bleeding nose, lay there for a few seconds, then jumped up neatly, "I am now convinced that he is from the Dragon Clan. "
This simple and crude method is unique to the Dragon Clan, so it is no wonder why the Dragon Clan Heritage found Mu Chongxi.
Ye Qiao didn't like to be beaten blindly.
It was enough to test it just now. The moment he punched, Ye Qiao's consciousness was divided into strands and probed out. Ao Yue did not have any sensitive reaction to this.
Then it is certain that the level of spiritual consciousness of the little prince in front of her is not as high as hers.
"You go and fight him." Ye Qiao barely stopped the bleeding from his nose and observed the order of the little prince's attacks and some of his usual moves, "I'll remind you."
Seeing that Elder Duan meant not to let them go if they couldn't win, it happened that they wanted to find out the Dragon Clan's trump card. After a brief discussion, Mu Chongxi took action again.
Ye Qiao's consciousness spread out at this moment, like an invisible net covering people silently.
Her spiritual consciousness could easily capture the little prince's movements. Seeing this, she further communicated with her spiritual consciousness and directed Mu Chongxi to avoid with her. The two went back and forth, and the originally passive situation was suddenly reversed.
The little prince became a little irritated after several consecutive failed attacks. Long's personality was a bit irritable. He guessed that the culprit was Ye Qiao. What was even more annoying was that the other party's consciousness was obviously higher than his own.
"What's the strength of your consciousness?" The little prince raised his head and stared at her.
Late Nascent Soul? He had a hunch that there might be more to it.
Ye Qiaopi smiled but said: "Guess what?"
Ao Yue refused.
This personal successor seemed to be able to guess the order of his attacks. In addition to being successful at the beginning, he intercepted his attacks just right every time. This made the little prince go crazy. Seeing this opportunity, Ye Qiao's feet flew across the cold... The strong wind kicked the little prince in the heart, and he flew into the wall without hesitation.
She kicked him mercilessly, but it wasn't even a flesh wound to the dragon, and a hole was smashed into the wall.
"Oh haha." Ye Qiao looked at the big hole, "Such a big hole. How much does it cost to fill it up?"
Mu Chongxi patted her and said, "It's okay, it's just a wall, you don't have to pay."
"Why?" Ye Qiao raised his eyebrows.
"Because what you are smashing is my wall..." Zhou Xingyun's voice came faintly, his face darkened at this moment, and the shape of the hole was not neat.
Mu Zhongxi's eyes widened slightly and he swallowed: "Dark, blackened?"
"Wow, run!!"
The two stepped on the breeze and ran away quickly. Zhou Xingyun pursed his lips coldly and chased after them. In an instant, the three of them disappeared, leaving Ming Xuan and Xue Yu looking at each other.
Xie Chuxue put her hand on her forehead, and in the blink of an eye the three of them disappeared from sight, "These sword cultivators can really make a scene."
Duan Yu looked at the little prince who came out of the hole angrily, and couldn't laugh or cry. Ye Qiao's memory was very good. He could interpret it the next second she memorized it. Logically speaking, a unique race should not be suppressed. beat.
But the fact is that it is not faster than the speed of spiritual consciousness capture, and the moves are too simple and it is too easy for Ye Qiao to figure out.
He comforted the other person twice.
Elder Zhao also secretly made up his mind that they would have to leave the clan in a few days! If they stay any longer, the Chang Ming Sect will be demolished sooner or later and nothing will be left.
In the past few months, the Wenjian Sect has been in retreat, the Yue Qing Sect is also practicing, and only the Chang Ming Sect has been left to do tasks, which makes many direct disciples jealous.
Compared with boring training, going out is more interesting no matter how you think about it.
There was still a month of rest left. In order to prevent them from getting lost in an unfamiliar place or from angering the people from the Dragon Clan because they didn't understand the rules, Elder Zhao gave them a series of good lessons for the first time. The entire story revolves around this clan of ancient mythical beasts.
It sounded like they were drowsy. Elder Zhao easily went off topic while chatting. He would change the topic to the glorious development history of Changming Sect halfway through the conversation, and he would recall the prosperous years of those years from time to time.
Seeing the intoxicated expression on the elder's face, Ye Qiao did not dare to disturb him. He took a few pieces of paper and studied the talismans by sketching them in the book.
Seeing this scene, Xue Yu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you really not afraid of being caught?"
Dare to practice drawing talismans in Elder Zhao's class.
Ye Qiao motioned for him to look away. Ming Xuan and Mu Chongxi learned a new origami game in class, flying paper airplanes in mid-air, and launching them accurately every time when Elder Zhao turned around.
Sometimes the plane would unfortunately fly over Zhou Xingyun's head, and then the senior brother would reward them with two fists on the head without expression.
Generally speaking, Ye Qiao's performance in class was quite normal.
She was just studying the symbols.
for example--
The Five Thunder Strike Talisman.
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There will be about three chapters tomorrow
