It's strange, why is the competition suddenly held before it's time for the outer competition? "
Huo Xiumao said while eating.
Shu Pinghui took a piece of meat and said, "I heard that there are many ways to enter the inner door from the outer door. Is this small test one of them?"
Huo Xiumao: "I don't know, I didn't encounter it at that time. Senior sister Yu, do you know the situation?"
Yu Xian's cheeks were wrapped with vegetables: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Wu Yaochen: "Sister, you can swallow it before talking."
Yu Xian swallowed the food hard.
"There were relatively few in the past, but they will slowly increase in the future. You guys, don't feel sorry for it. Competition in the inner sect is fierce. There is no harm in accumulating more in the outer sect. Don't be too anxious to advance."
Huo Xiumao nodded: "Yes, the inner sect encourages its disciples to compete and fight. Not only do they fight among themselves within the sect, they also often need to deal with people outside the sect. They are not as relaxed as the outer sect."
Shu Pinghui muttered: "No wonder those inner disciples were so difficult to mess with in the Rotten Bone Swamp. I thought they looked down on the outer disciples."
Huo Xiumao smiled and said, "They see you as their future opponents."
Wu Yaochen asked Yu Xian: "Why will there be more such small tests in the future? Does the sect need to adjust certain strategies for cultivating disciples?"
Yu Xian scooped up the soup and said casually: "You can say that. Now the evil cultivators and monsters are counterattacking, and the world is not peaceful, so the sect will speed up recruiting talents into the inner sect so that the rookies can accept the beatings from the inner sect as soon as possible, oh, I mean grind.”
Wu Yaochen smiled instead: "Sister, what you said makes me yearn for the inner sect even more."
"You guys don't have a big problem. If you are too lazy to wait for the outer door competition, you can apply for a single assessment. By the way, I would like to remind you to finish the trivial matters that need to be dealt with before entering the inner door, so as not to be too busy at the same time."
After hearing this, Yin Xueze, who was eating quietly, paused and thought.
Shu Pinghui looked at Jing Yingrong, "Rongrong, are you taking a bite of each dish in turn, and are you getting all the rain and dew?"
Jing Yingrong: "Well, because they are all the same."
Yin Xueze: "..."
Jing Yingrong: "I mean spiritual energy."
other people:"……"
After eating and drinking enough, Yu Xian burped.
"If we can complete this task quickly, you might be able to catch up and watch the competition."
Shu Pinghui held her chin and said, "If I could, I would water the vegetables eight times a day and fertilize them five times a day. There's nothing I can do about them if they don't grow fast. Alas, I can't see it happening."
Huo Xiumao said: "The progress has been faster than previously expected."
Yu Xian yawned and stood up, took two steps, "It's not enough..." Before he finished speaking, he fell to the side and fell asleep.
Today it was Jing Yingrong's turn to clean up the mess after dinner. Except for Yu Xian, who was lying on the floor and fast asleep, everyone else had gone into their rooms to meditate and practice.
A wisp of spiritual power turned into a fine mist and spread mistily, and the utensils and pots were washed and made new. Yunluo tossed and danced lightly, returning all the utensils to their places.
Jing Yingrong glanced at Yu Xian. Yu Xian hummed in his sleep and heard Shen Pei's name in bits and pieces.
Jing Yingrong walked outside.
She walked to a place on Suiyou Mountain. There was nothing special about this place. She pushed aside the grass and found a thin and short branch stuck in the soil.
Jing Yingrong took out a small bottle and sprinkled some of the powder inside into the soil. The branch flashed with green light, and a green leaf grew on it.
The growth rate of the spiritual plants on the entire Suiyou Mountain has invisibly accelerated a little.
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Qiongju Enclave.
A male cultivator presented a treasure box to Lan Chucui and said flatteringly: "Senior Sister Lan, this contains a five-hundred-year-old wood heart agarwood incense. If placed indoors, it is very good for cultivating spiritual consciousness and can also increase enlightenment. The probability. This is my intention, please accept it."
Lan Chucui's eyes slightly lowered, her eyes glide over the treasure box lightly, then she raised her eyes again, with a smile as bright as a flower, and said: "Junior Brother Chen's kindness, senior sister, I appreciate it. The gift is valuable, please take it back, so as not to shout. Senior sister is in trouble."
She stretched out the catkins painted with danko and gently pushed the treasure box back towards the other party.
The disciple surnamed Chen was a little anxious. He hurriedly said: "Senior Sister Lan! Just take it, just take it... just take it as my congratulatory gift for your promotion to the inner sect. Besides, even small things are not precious."
The treasure box was deadlocked between the two.
Lan Chucui turned her eyes to the other person, changed her subject and asked, "Junior brother Chen's cultivation is in the late stage of foundation building?"
The disciple named Chen nodded blankly.
"If I remember correctly, junior brother has been practicing for more than eighty years?"
The disciple surnamed Chen said with joy on his face: "Yes, in eighty-three years, senior sister, you actually know that I..."
"Why haven't you entered the inner gate for so long?" Lan Chucui interrupted. Her smile was still gentle, but there was a sharp scrutiny in her eyes.
The disciple surnamed Chen was startled and said with erratic eyes: "Inner Sect... Well, I have participated in two outer sect competitions, but I failed, and I have no skills, so I gave up."
"Have you given up after two times?"
"Yeah, I'm not that material. Anyway, it's good to stay outside. It's a pity..."
He looked at Lan Chucui eagerly and regretfully, "It's a pity that it will be difficult to see senior sister in the future."
Lan Chucui smiled sweetly and said: "If junior brother practices diligently, he may not have no chance of entering the inner sect."
The disciple surnamed Chen forced a smile: "Inner Sect... let's forget it, it's too hard. But it will definitely be a piece of cake for you, Senior Sister Lan, so please accept this gift in advance."
The disciple surnamed Chen pushed the treasure box towards Lan Chucui again.
This time Lan Chucui did not refuse. After accepting the treasure box, she smiled and said, "Thank you very much for your consideration, Junior Brother Chen."
Although she said thank you, her smile was neither more nor less, and she did not show gratitude or joy. It was as if she just received an inconspicuous thing and thanked her out of pure courtesy.
This made the disciple surnamed Chen feel happy but also a little disappointed. He also looked a little inferior, and he couldn't even think of using this to enhance his relationship with Lan Chucui.
Lan Chucui added: "I still have something to do, so I have to excuse myself. When the competition starts, I hope that Junior Brother Chen will come to cheer me up."
"Definitely! I will definitely come!"
Because of this sentence, the disciple surnamed Chen forgot everything and said excitedly.
Lan Chucui left a smile that made the other party fascinated, and left gracefully.
After walking far and reaching a deserted place, the smile on Lan Chucui's face quickly cooled.
There was deep contempt and disdain in her eyes, she snorted and whispered: "You are a waste who doesn't seek to make progress."
Light flashed, and a bunch of things appeared in front of her. They were all kinds of gifts, including the treasure box just now. When they were gathered into a pile, they held the precious light and auspicious energy.
Looking at the gifts she had recently received, a hint of irritation flashed across Lan Chucui's face, and then there was a look of struggle.
"Why do I have to do this... Damn it, damn it!"
There was a hint of ferocity in her beautiful face. She lowered her head, clenched her hands into fists, and her bright nails dug into her flesh. At first glance, it looked like overflowing blood.
A voice suddenly came from behind:
"Is it...Senior Sister Lan? What's wrong with you?"
