"What is that?" Song Hansheng's face twisted for a moment, "Let me ask you Ye Qiao, what is that?"
Ghost baby?
It turned out to be the ghost baby that had caused the Song family a headache for a long time?
"Ghost Infant." Ye Qiao's words also confirmed his guess, "This realm is his home, have you forgotten?"
Song Hansheng must have been beaten silly.
Xue Yu squeezed him away, "That's not the point." The young man pointed at Xiao Qi, "I just came in from the Song Mansion. This kid must have set his sights on you."
Ye Qiao nodded.
Xue Yu subconsciously wanted Ye Qiao to stay away from the child. Creatures like ghost babies were unpredictable, and they might be working together with the ghost cultivator to set up a trap.
"He is very dangerous." Zhou Xingyun also spoke.
Ye Qiao understands this deeply.
After all, he was chasing her to bite her at the beginning.
Mingxuan noticed that their conversation was gradually getting skewed. He turned around while fighting in his busy schedule and shouted: "Stop nagging, brothers."
"Don't you know?" He threw out the talisman, blocked the attack from under his feet, and dropped another bombshell along the way, "She contracted the ghost baby."
In other words, this brat will not betray anyone who betrays him.
At this moment, some people were confused, some people turned from worry to joy, and some people were cursing.
Song Hansheng was the one who was cursing. If I remember correctly, this kid had his own domain. Why did he not have a contract and was picked up by Ye Qiao?
The woman didn't expect that he would walk over and call a strange girl. Her eyebrows turned cold: "Xiao Qi."
"come over!"
Ye Qiao pointed at the little ghost lying on his shoulder. Under the ghost cultivator's almost cannibalistic gaze, he smiled and said, "Your son is so cute, he is mine now."
The woman's face was gloomy, and she became furious in an instant. The ghostly aura around her body jumped out and turned into several strands, attacking towards them.
After Xiaoqi joined the battlefield, the situation also changed drastically at this moment. There were no ghost hands that harassed him from time to time. Instead, he was particularly relaxed and comfortable in the field, and the speed of being slowed down returned to normal.
"Why are you standing there? Hit her."
Ye Qiao was swept away in his first sneak attack. He grabbed the bamboo shoot in his hand and clenched it tightly, making a decisive move and slashing sideways, dispersing the black mist.
With the Fu Xiu Formation here as an assistant and Xiao Qi's help, she felt like a fish in water. Even if she couldn't defeat him, she wouldn't be completely passive.
Moreover, she has been pressing for a long time in the middle stage of foundation building. She can also try it in the later stage, but for now, Ye Qiao plans to lay the foundation first.
It is an indisputable fact that her spiritual roots are weak, so she can only play it safe.
Ming Xuan has the most stable cultivation among them. Although he has been here for a long time, he is currently in the early stage of the Golden Core and can deal with the mid-stage Golden Core Talisman cultivators without any pressure.
Zhou Xingyun smoothly took away a monk's sword and said in a calm voice, "Lend it to your wife."
"Eh?" The sword cultivator who lost his wife burst into tears on the spot, "Your mother..."
The next second, the man's sword was like a knife cutting off the water, making a neat incision on the ghost cultivator's body.
He immediately swallowed the words he was about to blurt out. When Zhou Xingyun looked over, he sneered: "Your mother is in good health and everything goes well."
Ye Qiao followed closely behind.
Elder Duan would show mercy every time when he trained her, but the ghost cultivator would not. Every time she dodges in embarrassment, constantly improving her sword skills and changing her usual sword style, Zhou Xingyun was the busiest, saving this one and that one.
Ye Qiao also truly saw the difference between the Nascent Soul stage and the Golden Core stage.
If it weren't for Xiao Qi, it wouldn't be an exaggeration for them to be beaten.
"By the way, if you, the Song family, are able to catch the ghost cultivator, who will get the final reward for completing the mission?" She swallowed a few mouthfuls of the blood-restoring elixir, then turned around and suddenly remembered this incident.
Song Hansheng didn't even think about it: "Of course it's ours!"
The generous price proves that they are not short of money, but they are not stupid. They can buy a bunch of talismans for hundreds of thousands of high-grade spiritual stones.
Ye Qiao used the bamboo shoot to quickly cut through the ghost air, which dispersed and turned into several air currents, which gathered together again and pursued her relentlessly.
Difficult to do.
"That's a Yin spirit, condensed with resentment and will never be destroyed." She sneered.
"Immortal?" Ye Qiao narrowed his eyes, regardless of whether he used force to close the distance, suddenly raised his hand and used the iron fist of materialism to tell her that she believed her: "Then you try, it's you
Even if your words are tough, my fists are still tough."
Facing a modern person trying to popularize science about ghosts, Ye Qiao would only greet her with harder and ruthless fists.
She did not escape and was hit hard. Several imprisonment talismans fell down. The woman easily broke free and sneered: "Where are the talismans?"
As she spoke, she bent her palms into claws and grabbed Ye Qiao fiercely. Ye Qiao decisively rolled on the spot and got out of the way, then quickly swung the talisman in the mustard bag and ran to greet the others.
"Come on, come on, brothers, where are your talismans? Throw them out to appease her. She is so angry with me that she is mentally ill."
It doesn't matter if she doesn't run away. Once she does, Gui Xiu will chase after Ye Qiao.
"That Ye Qiao." Song Hansheng found that this scene looked very familiar. Seeing Gui Xiu approaching, he ran wildly and cursed: "How can she accurately anger the final BOSS every time?"
First it was a monster, then it was a demon, and then it was a ghost cultivator. To sum it up: this person is poisonous.
Xue Yu: "..." He also wants to know!!
With Ye Qiao attracting most of the firepower, the burden on others is light. Zhou Xingyun attacks alone, and the other sword cultivators are responsible for covering the talisman cultivators.
Both humans and ghosts are showing off, only Ye Qiao is being beaten.
"She is still smoking when she walks in the breeze." Mingxuan sympathized with her.
Ye Qiao stepped on the breeze to avoid several attacks, and at the same time used the surrounding formations to contain her. The ghost cultivator didn't understand the formations, but she knew them. After going back and forth, facing the ever-changing scenes around her, she really couldn't take advantage of Ye Qiao's immediate attention.
Caught.
The woman's face darkened.
I thought she was easy to deal with, but it turned out that her foundation building was even more difficult to deal with than the golden elixir.
Mu Chongxi was still a little dazed when he woke up halfway. The position where he was lying was relatively safe. When he opened his eyes, he saw a mess in the dark field, and some monks were lying on the ground in a mess.
"Are you awake?" Xue Yu glanced at them, holding a mustard bag of pills in his hand to replenish their spiritual energy, "Go and help."
"It's fighting over there."
Mu Chongxi didn't waste any time, he immediately raised his sword, swept away the ghost energy, stepped on the clear wind, and landed in front of the opponent. The shadow of the sword swayed slightly and struck down with lightning speed.
The reason why inheritance is inheritance is that it can be recalled as soon as you close your eyes. You don’t need to understand it yourself. Although it is a bit unfamiliar, you can completely master it without a teacher.
Let Mu Chongxi learn it. With his talent, one session is enough.
The ghost cultivator's pupils shrank, and she was embarrassed to avoid the young man's domineering sword energy for a moment. The next second, Zhou Xingyun followed closely and stabbed her through.
The other sword cultivators were no strangers to the speed at which women were restrained in the field. They were able to dodge Mu Chongxi's sharp sword moves, but they could not dodge Zhou Xingyun's silent sword.
After all, Zhou Xingyun had regained some momentum. This was the territory of the Song family, and they still had to be handed over to the head of the Song family. All they had to do was catch the other party.
The realm disappeared silently at the moment when the woman was stabbed. It was slightly bright at that time, and there was a lingering chill around her. There were also many injured monks, but overall the mission was considered a perfect success.
"it is finally over."
Ye Qiao was so tired that she immediately lay down on the ground, folded her hands on her arms, and said lazily, "I'm so tired."
But there is no way, this family has to be separated without her.
well.
The girl has light eyebrows and fair complexion. She looks as good as she can be, and she looks like someone who is right.
But thinking of her endless tricks, the faces of the sword cultivators turned dark.
They only realized after the fight that they had been deceived. Damn it, that woman was the real ghost cultivator of the Song family.
Moreover, Ye Qiao's face looked more and more familiar to them. It seemed that he had just talked with a guard not long ago.
Absolutely.
"Ye Qiao." The deceived sword cultivator stepped forward, his tone almost tearful, "I have admired your name for a long time."
To be honest, they had long heard that this direct descendant was different from other direct descendants, but that was just hearsay, and not all monks watched the competition.
He looked deceived and sighed: "I finally understand why you deserve to win the first place twice."
Ye Qiao deserves this.
Ye Qiao smiled slightly and waved his hand: "Thank you for the compliment, it's my honor. My name is Ye Qiao, and I speak for myself."
"Don't be poor." Mingxuan was also very tired. He patted her shoulder angrily and said, "Let's go. The Song family wants to see us."
Everyone was so tired that they lay on the ground for half an hour. The powerful talents from the Song family arrived late.
"At the speed of your Song family, if you charge for five minutes, you will be stuck in traffic for two hours, right?" Ye Qiao kicked Song Hansheng's calf: "By the time you come over, the grass on our graves will be three feet high."
Song Han said: "..." He knew he was in the wrong, so he rarely said anything.
Yun Que's eyes were fixed on Mu Chongxi.
"You have obtained the inheritance." She said firmly.
That sword was not like Changming Sect's swordsmanship.
Mingxuan: "What are you doing, are you jealous?"
Ye Qiao responded: "Are you jealous that he is more talented than you?"
Xue Yu criticized her: "What you are doing is wrong."
You said something to me, and Yun Que blushed at the rebuke, "No..." She was anxious to explain, knowing that the inheritance should be hers.
But when people like Chang Mingzong confused right and wrong, it seemed that she was the one with a weak heart.
Zhou Xingyun also glanced at Yun Que and said calmly: "Don't blame the uneven road for people's incompetence."
Seeing that the situation was tense, Song Hansheng had no choice but to clean up the mess for Yun Que. He said coldly: "My father wants to see you, let's go."
…
Several people followed Song Hansheng and began to compete with each other. Song Hansheng was impatient and quickened his pace due to the noise. He really felt that the Changming Sect group could kill people if they were noisy compared to others.
Qiguai and Baguai followed them into the main hall. The only one who wanted to see them was the head of the Song family. They looked at each other and bowed politely.
"Changming Sect disciple, Ye Qiao."
"Disciple of the Changming Sect, Mingxuan."
"..."
After announcing each other's names, the head of the Song family glanced at Ye Qiao thoughtfully and said in a loving voice: "Then, may I ask, who was responsible for solving that ghost cultivator?"
Seeing that they were not moving, Ye Qiao could only stand up: "Me."
The head of the Song family was stunned, not expecting it to be her.
He was deep in thought and punched his palm hard, "Are you Ye Qiao who defeated the Sword Asking Sect in the competition?"
The big competition is a place where a group of teenage geniuses became famous when they were young. Although there is no individual competition in the team competition to see the strength gap between each sect, the most important thing in this competition is coordination and strategy.
Obviously, Chang Ming Zong can leave a deep impression no matter which scene he plays.
"Sure enough, a hero comes from a young age, a genius from heaven, unlike some people..." He said with an old face, and glanced at Song Hansheng in a conspiratorial manner: "I only know how to practice, and I don't use my brain to think at all."
Song Han, who is usually as hard-working as a little bee, said: "?"
Afraid that Ye Qiao had indeed helped a lot this time, the young man remained expressionless, resisting the urge to be speechless and did not refute.
His father has always had double standards, especially he is extremely fanatical about geniuses. The eight families compete with each other. If any family has a genius, his father will come and sit in his room all night, talking about it crazily, and he will turn into a lemon with jealousy.
Refined.
After Ye Qiao and the others listened to a series of meaningless words, they got the spiritual stone that they had longed for.
The head of the Song family was particularly enthusiastic throughout the whole process, especially towards Ye Qiao. After everyone from the Changming Sect had left, he smiled and quickly asked: "Hansheng, what do you think of the little disciple of the Changming Sect's drawing skills?
?”
Song Hansheng was a little aggrieved: "I've never seen it."
He only knew that her talismans were cheap.
But if you want to see Ye Qiao's ability in drawing symbols, you have to wait until the individual competition.
"It is indeed a variable." The head of the Song family thought thoughtfully, "You should pay more attention to observe her. The child has caused quite a stir in the past few days."
Being able to take first place in the competition twice and also be able to deal with ghost cultivators is quite an ability.
Fortunately, that Ye Qiao only has a middle-grade spiritual root, and cannot achieve true proficiency.
Song Han said: "I know."
His tone was slightly cold: "Wait until the fourth scene. She will be finished."
Then we will join forces with the other three sects to kill her!
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After going down the mountain, five people in different costumes walked together, which was quite eye-catching. Ye Qiao lazily clasped her hands behind her back, "How should we explain Xiao Qi's matter when we return to the clan?"
"Just say that I went down the mountain and brought back a disciple for my master?"
That shouldn't scare Qin Fanfan to death.
"Just tell him the truth." Mu Chongxi said vaguely, "I seem to know how to practice the inherited sword technique. Ye Qiao, do you want to come with me?"
"No, you can learn by yourself."
"You deserve this." Ye Qiao patted him and expressed hypocritical concern for Mu Chongxi, "Remember to report it to Elder Duan when the time comes. You can go to class and get beaten by yourself."
She won't accompany him anymore.
Now the elders were extremely tolerant of her and would never chase her and scold her for nothing. Ye Qiao felt the high treatment of alchemy cultivators and talisman cultivators for the first time in a long time.
It's so cool.
Several people returned to the courtyard where the competition was held, and Ye Qiao kept trying to find Qin Fanfan to find out about the Cultivation Realm Tianlinggen.
The other senior brothers all went to bed. Ye Qiao, despite being sleepy, asked several people in succession before finally finding him.
"Master."
She knocked on the door and walked in.
"I have a question to ask you."
Seeing that he was a genius from the Third Cultivator of their sect, Qin Fanfan's irritable mood softened and he said, "Ask."
Ye Qiao pondered for a moment: "Do you know much about Tianpin spiritual roots in the world of cultivation?"
"...Huh?" Qin Fanfan didn't respond: "What did you say?"
He was wiping the precious sword in his hand. When he learned that the five sacred beasts had completed their mission and returned to the clan, Qin Fanfan felt a little pain in his head after a long absence.
Although they gave him a good face in the competition, these people are not like ordinary chickens and dogs when they get together.
In the days when they were not around, Chang Ming Sect felt peaceful for a while.
Ye Qiao looked at his master wiping his sword with an expression as if she regarded this thing as his wife. He paused and asked: "Master, Tianlinggen. Have you heard of it?"
"If you haven't heard of it -" she shrugged: "I'll go to the library and look for it myself."
"Tianlinggen." Qin Fanfan paused while wiping his sword, "Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"
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I lost all my attendance, and I cried to death.
As the name suggests, I am the king of spoilers.
I found out that someone named Yun Que Yun Niao, and suddenly I thought it was so funny hahaha