If it were me, I would choose to attack the consciousness, take back the initiative even if I am injured, and control the rhythm of the battle. "
Shu Pinghui put her fist on her chin, looked at the stage, and said while thinking.
Wu Yaochen said: "Spiritual consciousness magic is your specialty. If it were me, I would first use the true flame to incinerate the 'Misfortune Spirit Core' that is the core of her magic weapon, and the remaining 'Feihuayu' would not be a concern."
Shu Pinghui laughed: "If we say it so easily, it will make people feel that we have underestimated the elders."
Wu Yaochen: "The elder is also subject to the rules of the competition. With Elder Xiao's true strength when he is in the middle stage of his golden elixir, he should not be in such a mess."
Shu Pinghui turned to Jing Yingrong and asked, "Rongrong, what would you do?"
Jing Yingrong replied: "Knock down the magic weapon, tie her up, and send her to the audience."
Shu Pinghui: "...Are you imitating the joke about 'how to capture a tenth-level monster'?"
Jing Yingrong asked in confusion: "What is that? I have never heard of it."
Shu Pinghui coughed twice, sat up straight, and said to Wu Yaochen seriously: "Ask, how to capture a tenth-level monster?"
Wu Yaochen also said seriously: "Answer, look for the monster, catch the monster, put it in the cage, and close the cage door."
After finishing speaking, the two of them turned around to see Jing Yingrong's reaction.
Jing Yingrong became more and more confused when they looked at her: "What's wrong?"
Shu Pinghui: "...Don't you think it's funny?"
Jing Yingrong shook his head, thought about it again, and said: "Compared to a cage, a top-notch beast-binding hoop made of raw iron as the main material is more suitable."
Shu Pinghui buried her face in her hands.
Wu Yaochen couldn't help laughing and said, "Senior Sister Jing is right!"
On the stage, petals filled the sky and shoveled away a layer of the ground.
Elder Xiao grasped the cultivation limit, and after several trials, he finally expelled the evil spirit core that invaded the body without exceeding the cultivation limit.
The tiny particles reunited and formed into pale yellow velvet stamens in Lan Chucui's hands.
She was not in a hurry, the petals gathered or scattered according to her thoughts, and penetrated the rock armor cast by Elder Xiao without any hesitation.
In the audience, the supporters were almost fanatical with excitement.
Shu Pinghui was quite speechless and simply looked around, and then made a new discovery.
"Hey, isn't that Xiao Tangtang? He came late."
In the crowd with no seats at the end, Tang Zhile was watching the battle on the stage attentively.
Shu Pinghui closed her hands and then separated them, and a small transparent bubble flew out from her palms. The bubbles fluttered over and burst in Tang Zhile's ears, and Shu Pinghui's voice came out: "Come over here."
Tang Zhile looked over to where the three of them were, then looked at the stage, hesitated for a moment, and then crouched over and slipped over.
"Senior Sister Shu, what's going on?" he asked.
Shu Pinghui: "Looking at how pitiful you are, we can sit together."
Tang Zhile looked at Jing Yingrong and Wu Yaochen. Wu Yaochen spread his hands and said, "I have no objection."
Jing Yingrong turned her attention to Shu Pinghui. She patted Shu Pinghui and then patted her thigh.
"No need to squeeze. You sit here."
After Shu Pinghui was shocked, she said coyly: "Rong Rong, isn't this good?"
Jing Yingrong tilted her head and asked, "Why is it bad?"
Shu Pinghui was about to say that it would be easy for others to misunderstand her, when she saw Jing Yingrong raise her hand.
Jing Yingrong made a gesture on the top of Shu Pinghui's head, then on the bridge of her nose, and said, "You can't stop me."
Shu Pinghui: "..."
Wu Yaochen laughed shamelessly.
In the end, the four of us sat huddled together.
At this moment, the competition on the stage has ended.
Elder Xiao said approvingly: "Your cultivation foundation is very solid. Although there are bonuses from the skills, you should have done hard work yourself and be proficient in the use of the skills. After entering the inner sect, you must maintain this Don’t relax in your cultivation state.”
Lan Chucui saluted and said, "This disciple will remember the elders' teachings and will definitely live up to the elders' expectations and the cultivation of the sect."
Elder Xiao walked off the stage happily, not feeling at all that his performance on stage was a loss of face.
Amidst the excited cheers and celebrations of the supporters, Lan Chucui subconsciously cast her sights in the direction of the three people.
At this moment, Jing Yingrong, Shu Pinghui, Wu Yaochen were all listening to Tang Zhile's speech, and no one paid attention to the stage.
Shu Pinghui asked in surprise: "The two of them actually quarreled. What's going on?"
Tang Zhile sighed helplessly and said: "I'm not sure. It seems that Brother Yin originally planned to report to the sect to go out for a while. Junior Brother Zhao wanted to follow him, but Brother Yin refused to let him go, so Junior Brother Zhao lost his temper and followed him every step of the way. Brother Yin, Brother Yin also got angry and locked himself up without seeing anyone."
"Where does Yin Xueze want to go? Is he going back to the Zhenwu Academy to handle things?" Shu Pinghui asked.
Tang Zhile: "I don't know. The matters at Zhenwu Academy must have been settled before we came here."
Wu Yaochen frowned and said, "What did he do to imprison himself? Shouldn't Zhao Jinxu be imprisoned?"
Shu Pinghui: "What do you know? Yin Xueze treats Junior Brother Zhao like an adopted son. How can he bear it? Let me tell you, doting is not enough. It will spoil the child."
Tang Zhile nodded in agreement: "If I have children in the future, I will definitely not spoil them."
Shu Pinghui looked up to the sky and said, "I want to raise a child to play with, but I don't want to find a Taoist companion. Young Master Wu... Oh, by the way, if you become the clan leader, according to your clan rules, you cannot have any heirs."
Wu Yaochen shrugged: "I wasn't interested either."
Shu Pinghui looked at Jing Yingrong.
Jing Yingrong shook his head.
Ji Jie Bi: "I thought you would be interested in raising children."
Jing Yingrong: "I have experienced the beginning of your spiritual consciousness, so I am not interested."
Jijie Pen: "..."
Ji Sha Jian: "...were you disgusted just now?"
Jing Yingrong: "He said human babies are more troublesome."
Ji Sha Jian: "Don't pretend not to hear."
Ji Yanzhu: "What? It's obvious that you and Li Chengkong didn't take care of us or teach us much. Why are you so disgusted with us?"
Jing Yingrong: "Qinghe Yu is better."
Ji Jie Bi: "What about me? I haven't caused much trouble, right?"
There is daily noise in the sea of consciousness.
During this period, a few more disciples came on, and they came off as fast as they came on.
Shu Pinghui yawned half-heartedly.
"So boring...who's next?"
Tang Zhile: "It seems that his name is Luo Qi, he was admitted in the last class."
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Shu Pinghui let out an exclamation of surprise, leaned forward, and looked at the stage in surprise.
Four triangular flakes appeared around Luo Qi. The flakes were condensed with spiritual power, and their surfaces were colorful and looked quite weird.
One of the thin slices was under Luo Qi's feet and slowly rose up together with the person. The other three pieces immediately surrounded it and formed a triangular pyramid, protecting Luo Qi inside.
As the opponent, Elder Lin looked at the strange object floating in the air across from him, his expression filled with confusion and solemnity.
