"Did I make him ugly?" Ye Qiao came to this conclusion deeply.
The corners of Xue Yu's mouth twitched, "No."
"Then why does he vomit when he sees me?"
Xue Yu shook his head and planned to ask about business, "Where is your senior brother?"
"I'm practicing." The boy who turned around and vomited now relieved his nausea. When he caught a glimpse of them, he asked calmly, "What are you doing here?"
"Go find him and exchange feelings." After Ye Qiao said that, he pulled Xue Yu and rushed inside as if nothing happened. The other party couldn't stop him and could only watch the two of them swaggering in.
Ye Qinghan was indeed cultivating. The surrounding spiritual energy continued to gather and wander wildly in the courtyard of Wenjian Sect. The purer the spiritual root, the faster it absorbed the spiritual energy, forming a small vortex and pouring into the young man's body.
Ye Qiao touched the lost spiritual energy on his fingertips, "All the spiritual energy around him was taken away by him." The spiritual energy in the courtyard where he lived was generally the richest, which was helpful for their cultivation. As a result, the spiritual energy was not produced fast enough for him.
use.
Xue Yu guessed, "He probably wants to break through the Nascent Soul stage before the start of the fifth game."
"It's not necessary." Ye Qiao said, "His cultivation level is already very high."
Xue Yu's voice was very soft: "If the Wenjian Sect wants to take first place, it can only win in the individual competition."
Don't even think about the team competition. The first place in the three competitions was taken by Ye Qiao alone. It is not easy to get the first place in the individual competition in swordsmanship. There are all the casual cultivators who have learned from it. There are also masters in the casual cultivators. I want to be safe and win it.
First, we can only risk breaking through the Nascent Soul.
"Ye Qinghan's cultivation has been in the late stage of Jindan for a long time. If he wants to reach the Nascent Soul stage, it will take more than a month."
Ye Qinghan, who is number one in swordsmanship, has high hopes from the entire cultivation world.
Ye Qiao interrupted the opponent's speed of absorbing spiritual energy and smiled in a friendly manner: "Ye Qinghan, do you want to go down the mountain together?"
Ye Qinghan opened his eyes and heard a familiar voice. He turned his head and saw that it was Ye Qiao. He thought she was crazy and frowned: "I won't go."
When did the relationship between them get so good that they went down the mountain to experience together?
Although she saved them, Ye Qinghan was a principled person. During the competition, everyone except his own sect was hostile to the sect.
"Oh. If you don't want to go, just go." Ye Qiao was not afraid of being beaten at all and continued to ask with a smile: "When do you plan to break through to the Nascent Soul?"
Ye Qinghan thought she was mocking him for not breaking through the Nascent Soul for so long, and his voice became slightly colder: "This month. What exactly do you want to say?"
Ye Qiao's eyes lit up when he heard this and gave him a thumbs up: "I wish you success."
Ambitious.
Then there is hope for her to break through.
Ye Qiao has never appreciated Ye Qinghan's hard work so much.
Ye Qinghan lowered his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to her anymore.
In the past few days, there have been reports of broken mirrors in several yards. Facts have proved that actual combat is always more effective than training.
Mingxuan's realm was also loosened. After Ye Qiao and the others returned, he had stabilized his breath.
Xue Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Mingxuan: "Mid-stage golden elixir. Have you broken the mirror too?"
Basically, all the disciples in the secret realm have reached a higher level, except for Ye Qiao, who is silent. The outside world blames her spiritual roots for this.
Mingxuan: "Yeah."
Just as he was about to say something, he looked up and saw Ye Qiao, who was following Xue Yu, with sour water all over his body, as if his whole body had turned into lemon essence.
Mingxuan leaned back tactically, "You haven't broken through yet?"
Ye Qiao lay down on the ground, "Yeah."
"Why?" Mingxuan touched his chin: "I see that the elders and junior uncles train you very hard on weekdays."
The saying that there are many crafts and many paths is correct. Whether it is swordsmanship or alchemy and talismans, Ye Qiao has a three-pronged approach. There is no reason why he would be so slow.
Mu Zhongxi knew what was going on with her spiritual roots, and touched her chin, "She can break it, but she needs some help, and she has been suppressing it for so long. With her extensive cultivation, she should be able to break through more than one realm."
"Do you need any help? Let's go find it." Mingxuan crossed his legs indifferently and acted casually.
"Thunder Tribulation, do you have one?" Xue Yu glanced at him, full of contempt.
Mingxuan swayed his legs and said, "This really doesn't exist."
"But." The young man changed the subject, clenched his hand into a fist, and hammered it into his palm: "But I don't have it. We can use others' advantage."
"I heard that Ye Qinghan hasn't been working hard recently?"
"Can't you just rub against him then?"
Ming Xuan remembered that she could absorb thunder. In this case, what's wrong with having someone help fight the thunder? Ye Qinghan should thank them, Chang Ming Sect, for their great kindness.
The three of them were unanimous in their opinions at this moment.
Instead of improving yourself, it is better to count on Ye Qinghan.
The trio happily high-fived when they reached an agreement.
Mu Chongxi looked at these three senior brothers and sisters who exuded the aura of being put out, and he smacked his face in dissatisfaction, "I want to high-five them too."
Mingxuan lazily stretched out his hand and touched him, "Let's go and visit Ye Qinghan in a few days."
Anyway, your cultivation level will be suppressed when you enter the secret realm. At most, in individual competitions, Ye Qinghan used his Nascent Soul cultivation level to defeat all his disciples.
It doesn't matter.
They don't care.
Winning the team competition is enough, but the individual competition is left to chance.
After hearing about the four people's plans, Zhou Xingyun fell silent for a moment and silently covered his face.
I have heard that I hope my son will become a dragon, but this is the first time I heard that I hope my son will become a dragon.
Ye Qinghan, who had high hopes from the Changming Sect, was still practicing. He had been absorbing spiritual energy for several days. When he opened his eyes, he saw that his yard was occupied by people from the Changming Sect.
Ye Qinghan's mouth twitched and he couldn't bear it anymore: "Are you sick?"
Everyone is here staring at him.
Whether he can break Yuanying or not, does it have anything to do with their Chang Ming Sect?
Is it possible that they can still break through with him?
"I'm not sick. Didn't I hear that you plan to break through the Nascent Soul?" Mu Chongxi sat cross-legged with him: "Our Changming Sect, the main thing is to be a companion."
"Let's break the mirror with you."
Zhou Xingyun found a place to hang himself and nodded to him to express his support.
Xue Yu fiddled with Ling Zhi and said, "Do you need some elixirs? They are provided for free, no money required."
"Hey." Mingxuan's peach blossom eyes curled up and he sighed hypocritically: "We are all warm-hearted people, so there is nothing we can do about it."
Ye Qinghan: "..."
His heart was almost unsteady.
Chu Xingzhi was also a little annoyed. These people came to their yard every day, euphemistically speaking, they exchanged feelings.
They have a shitty relationship with the sect next door.
The young man held the sword, leaned aside coldly, and sneered: "Hey, hey, you guys, you can't torture my senior brother just because Ye Qiao can't break through."
Chu Xingzhi felt that the Five Sects were still foresighted.
Why haven't you accepted those who are below the top level? It's difficult to break the mirror even if your spiritual roots are limited. Ye Qiao's foundation building hasn't changed for so long. Doesn't that mean something? If you can't break the mirror, just think of a way. You'll torture them all day long.
Ask Jianzong what happened.
Mu Chongxi didn't even raise his head, "You don't understand."
Wherever you cannot break, you cannot find opportunities.
Ye Qinghan took a deep breath and ignored them. There was still one month before the secret realm was opened. After Zhou Xingyun broke the mirror, he was at the peak of the golden elixir. Ye Qinghan was in the same realm as him. The individual competition was coming soon, and he wanted to break through the Nascent Soul.
Ye Qinghan, the number one in the kendo rankings, is about to be determined.
In the past few days, Ye Qinghan had vaguely touched the edge of the Nascent Soul stage and urgently needed someone to fight with him to break through, so he looked at Zhou Xingyun, "Want to fight?"
Zhou Xingyun thought for a while, "Her." He pushed Ye Qiao out.
Ye Qiao: "..."
Ye Qinghan squinted his eyes and looked at Zhou Xingyun: "Are you insulting me?"
"No." Zhou Xingyun lowered his eyebrows and said in a cold voice, "One of the geniuses of our Changming Sect is our junior brother, and the other is her."
Ye Qinghan: "..." Seeing that Zhou Xingyun refused to live or die, he could only turn his eyes to Ye Qiao.
Finally, he reluctantly said: "Okay."
Sooner or later, we'll run into each other, either in secret realms or in individual competitions. It's okay to have a fight in advance to test it out.
The two of them each drew a mysterious sword. Ye Qinghan's sword energy was domineering, while Ye Qiao was more flexible. At the same level, the gap was wide.
Ye Qinghan frowned slightly, with a bit of cold mockery in his eyes, "You have been learning the sword for so long, and this is your ability?"
He had seen how she learned things really fast when she and Chu Xingzhi fought, almost never forgetting them, and she could evolve them in the next second.
But only as fast as possible.
When fighting against Ye Qinghan, her shortcomings were revealed. She was not very skilled in swordsmanship and was defeated in a matter of seconds.
Ye Qiao ignored him and was thoughtful.
When she fought with Chu Xingzhi, she discovered that the Wenjian Sect's swordsmanship was fierce and similar, and the sword techniques were similar. She had memorized Chu Xingzhi's sword moves at that time, and also thought about how to defeat him.
After roughly figuring out the inertia and sequence of Ye Qinghan's moves, Ye Qiao decisively changed her sword style. Her swordsmanship was not limited to one range. Although there were many flaws, there were also many tricks. For a while, the two of them were in a stalemate.
After several rounds, Ye Qinghan gradually realized this.
Every time he caught her flaw and struck her with his sword, Ye Qiao was able to dodge at various tricky angles, making constant adjustments and mistakes. At first, it was easy to suppress her, but later things gradually started to go wrong.
That Ye Qiao...
It doesn't feel like a competition at all, more like using him as a whetstone.
This bad metaphor made Ye Qinghan look slightly grim, "Are you kidding me?"
"How could that happen?" Ye Qiao said as if nothing had happened, "I respect you very much."
really.
She didn't do anything, she just adjusted her wrong swordsmanship.
Ye Qinghan felt a little aggrieved, especially after seeing Ye Qiao being forced to retreat steadily by himself, but he was still able to improve and correct the shortcomings of his swordsmanship. This made him feel no sense of accomplishment even if he won the battle.
In the end, he sheathed his sword unwillingly and said, "Let's wait until you come back after the golden elixir." He pursed his lips and said coldly: "I hope you can fight with me openly then."
Ye Qiao asked in her heart, wasn't she upright just now?
There was no winner, so Ye Qinghan calmed down and concentrated on practicing. He was really deaf to what was going on outside the window during his practice, and the few people guarding him were a little bored.
Just gather around and start eating melon seeds.
Mu Chongxi admired him: "Ye Qinghan is very calm."
"So he can succeed." Mingxuan poked Zhou Xingyun: "Learn a little bit."
Zhou Xingyun echoed without any soul: "It's amazing."
To break through the Nascent Soul stage, as long as the spiritual energy is strong enough and the foundation is solid, it is only a matter of time for Ye Qinghan.
After guarding for the seventh day, the five of them looked eagerly like the thief who stole the melon. The moment they saw the breath of Broken Mirror, they all stood up and said, "Come on, come on."
Golden light waves flashed past, the sky gradually darkened, and thunderclouds gathered. Zhou Xingyun said calmly: "We're here."
The wait is finally here.
It's not easy.
To be honest, the Nascent Soul Stage Thunder Tribulation has not appeared in the world of cultivation for a long time, and every time it appears it can cause turmoil.
Ye Qinghan is also worthy of being the first person in the swordsmanship. The thick thunder clouds are terrifying. He opened his eyes and flew his sword to an empty space without hesitation to avoid accidentally hurting others.
"Let's go too." Mu Chongxi threw away the melon seeds in his hand.
"Hurry up."
Several people arrived quickly with swords, and many monks were already gathered outside, and the disciples were also following to watch the fun.
They all have top-quality spiritual roots, and it is only a matter of time before they break through the Nascent Soul stage, so they all want to see what the Thunder Tribulation of the Nascent Soul stage looks like in advance.
As a result, before we could get around him, we were stopped by the elders on the outside: "Don't go there."
"Be careful of being affected."
The thunder tribulation in the Nascent Soul stage is no joke. According to this posture, it will not be finished in a while.
"The Nascent Soul stage is different from the Golden Core stage." He put his hands behind his hands and said solemnly: "If you can get through it, Ye Qinghan will be the first person of the young generation."
If you can't survive it, then just wait to be strangled by the thunder. Thunder calamity is never a joke. The direct disciples who were originally eager to try gradually stopped. They raised their heads and frowned: "Look at the thunder clouds, it may take a long time to strike."
"And it's so impressive that he has surpassed two mirrors in a row." Miaomiao held her face in her hands, "The others have basically only risen to one level."
In such a short period of time, it is no wonder that Nascent Soul is called the number one swordsman.
Qin Huai said calmly, "With Ye Qinghan's talent, it may last a day or a night."
Everyone was busy discussing around Ye Qinghan. When a few people from the Changming Sect arrived in a hurry, the others just glanced at it and didn't pay much attention.
Ye Qiao found that she couldn't get in with the elders guarding her. Zhou Xingyun simply grabbed her, stepped on the wind and slipped in quietly, "Let's go."
During the Thunder Tribulation of the Nascent Soul Stage, Wenjian Zong cleared the people in advance and left a large area around. The two of them took a shortcut that was not occupied and sneaked in. No one was guarding the place, and no one would have thought that it would happen.
Some disciples were seeking death and ran in when they were going through a thunder tribulation.
As soon as Ye Qiao entered, she saw Ye Qinghan sitting in the middle waiting for the thunder. She waved her hand and sat with him as if nothing had happened, "Good brother, are you ready for thunder?"
"..."
The girl was so unaware that Ye Qinghan was so frightened that he took a breath. He looked up and saw her, his brows gradually knotted into a knot, "Ye Qiao."
"If you don't want to live anymore, there's no need to use this method."
It is not an exaggeration to say that during the thunder tribulation of the Nascent Soul stage, not even a blade of grass can grow within a hundred miles.
Ye Qiao: "Let me ask, can you survive the thunder tribulation of the Nascent Soul Stage?"
Ye Qinghan: "It's hard to say."
The elders knew that he was going to overcome the catastrophe, so they stuffed several high-grade or even top-grade magic weapons, but they couldn't stop a few of them in total, and he still had to rely on himself to resist the rest.
"Aren't you going out?" He saw that she looked like she was planning to settle down, and his usually cold expression was a little cracked.
"stay home."
The elder of the Bishui Sect had a sharp consciousness and rubbed his eyebrows, "The red clothes look like Ye Qiao."
Ye Qiao? Isn’t he also a genius of the third level of cultivation?
An elder's face suddenly changed: "Then let her come out quickly." Why don't you come out and wait to be hacked to death?
That's too late.
While he was talking, the thunder from the sky had already fallen.