They were laughing and joking all the way to Ming's house. Ming Xuan was a bit timid about being close to home. After dilly-dallying for a long time, he was finally dragged in by Ye Qiao. She didn't even feel guilty, so why did he feel guilty?
"It seems like I haven't been home for a long time." Mingxuan muttered, "My father will be happy to see me, right?"
Mu Chongxi stretched out: "When the competition is over, I want to go home."
"Wrong." Mingxuan corrected him: "You are returning to the palace."
The head of the Ming family was a very kind old man. When he saw the uniform uniforms coming from a distance, he cleared his throat and said in a loving tone, "You're back."
Ming Xuan stood there. Before he could enjoy the greetings from his family members, everyone squeezed him away and started to circle around Ye Qiao. Led by his father, everyone was very eager.
"Ah, you are the rumored Ye Qiao, right?" The other party said with a smile, "Nice to meet you, Xiao Qiao. It is true that a hero comes from a young age. It is better to see once than to hear a hundred times."
"This family can no longer accommodate you." Xue Yu pretended to sympathize with Mingxuan for a few seconds.
Mingxuan, who was completely ignored: "...Reality, too realistic for these people!!"
He squatted down depressedly and began to draw resentful circles.
Ye Qiao was also a little confused, but soon she realized that these people were not asking for guilt, but were curious about her own skills. She said: "How about waiting for the next game?"
You will definitely need to use talismans to win a personal inheritance.
"The next game is with the pro-in-command. If you don't mind it then, can you come and have a look?" she thought.
The head of the Ming family smiled and said, "Okay, okay."
Everyone must attend the personal competition, especially one that can bring many blessings from heaven.
And if Ye Qiao doesn't want to draw, he can't force her to come. "You, the younger generation, should communicate well. Mingxuan, come with me."
Mingxuan, who was not paying attention, raised his head, "Eh? I thought you couldn't see me."
"Let me ask you something." The head of the Ming family said hurriedly: "Ye Qiao..."
"Very strong." Mingxuan cut off his words, "Did you see the blessing of heaven? Did you see the strokes of the talisman? If the word genius has an exact name, it would be Ye Qiao."
Master Ming: "I haven't finished my words yet."
Of course he knew that Ye Qiao was very strong. His ability to draw a talisman with one stroke was something that no one else could do. "Did you teach her the Shield Talisman?"
Mingxuan nodded.
The head of the Ming family smiled slightly: "Ming Xuan, can you ask Ye Qiao for advice on how to let the blessings of heaven fall so many times?"
Mingxuan didn't blink: "This? I don't know."
"Stupid." He hit him on the head: "Why don't you try it out? You two have such a good relationship, can she not tell you?"
Mingxuan was speechless: "This thing about Heaven's blessing must be judged by luck or Heaven's likes and dislikes."
Who knows how this mysterious and mysterious thing is done? Ye Qiao himself can't even figure out the situation.
"There are many good-looking direct descendants in our family." He hinted wildly to Mingxuan: "How about introducing two of them to your junior sister?"
The corner of Mingxuan's mouth twitched: "No need. We cultivators will enter the Tao of Talisman in this life and will not love anyone. You'd better save it."
Even if you want to match someone, you can't find someone from the Eighth Family. Looking at the direct descendants headed by Song Hansheng, you can tell that few are good. As for the junior sister? She is the type who needs good looks, emotional intelligence and good looks.
Ye Qiao's character has offended almost all the descendants of the five sects. Who dares to become a Taoist couple with her?
I am not afraid of being tortured and my life will be short.
Ye Qiao and Mingyi on the other side started chatting. The other party spoke concisely and to the point, but looked cold and cute.
The two were chatting about the rankings, and Mingyi said calmly: "I'm in seventh place."
Ye Qiao was surprised. It was quite impressive to be ranked seventh among so many direct descendants.
"Have you drawn lots?" Mu Chongxi blinked.
Mingyi hummed, "Fifth."
"I checked the rankings, Yun Que."
She really looked down on Yun Que, so she hit him with a sword and a talisman. Unexpectedly, the outside world expressed their appreciation for Yun Que's behavior, saying that she was smart. In the final analysis, talent is the most important thing in the world of cultivation.
However, the monks can endure it, but the Eight Families cannot.
Yun Que is a direct descendant of the five major sects, so she can tolerate it in the past. After all, she does have resource dogs and cannot defeat those who fight for resources, but she cannot step on the edge of violation and jump back and forth.
It doesn't matter if she squeezes into the top 100 with a sword. She is already in the top ten. Her opponents are all direct descendants and direct descendants. If she is allowed to disrupt the rules in the individual competition like this, it will be fine if the direct descendant is defeated. But if she is defeated, she will be defeated.
They are direct descendants.
"Then you're cold?" Mu Chongxi said without thinking, "After all, you are a weak talisman cultivator who can't take care of himself." Mu Chongxi spoke straightforwardly, just saying, 'You weakling'.
Two words.
Ye Qiao came to justice and punched him in the head, telling him to speak more gently to girls.
Mu Zhongxi groaned and said aggrievedly: "That's right. If Mingxuan hadn't taken advantage of the loophole, he would have been beaten long ago and his parents would not recognize him."
Xue Yu admired Mu Chongxi's ability to attack people indiscriminately. He said, "Stop talking."
Didn’t you see that Mingyi’s face turned cold?
"The rules will be changed after the top ten this time." She pursed her lips and said calmly: "Draw the talisman first, then compete, and use the talisman to repair your own talisman."
"Ah." Ye Qiao reacted slowly for a long time and raised his eyes, "Is this so?"
So it’s self-evident who this rule is for.
"I watched some of the plays in Fu Xiuchang." Ye Qiao happened to be quite curious about what the heroine was like. The novel didn't go into too much detail about Yun Que's dual cultivation skills. The whole text described her fascinating character in a large space.
appearance.
The rules of the Talisman Cultivation Competition suddenly changed, allowing the top ten Talisman cultivators to participate in the collective competition to draw Talisman. This wave, this wave can be described as a public execution. All Talisman cultivators have begun to practice their skills by drawing Talisman overnight. In the past few days, in the courtyards of major sects,
It's all very lively.
Mingxuan yawned and was ready to burn the midnight oil and fight, "I feel like I am no longer a human being since I became a personal successor."
Even Lao Niu is not as diligent as him.
"Are you practicing too?" Ye Qiao slowly shook his legs. As far as she knew, Mingxuan was one of those talented dogs, right? Why couldn't he draw talisman all night long?
"He has to practice his attack charms." Xue Yu replied casually.
Who asked the Eight Families to change the rules? The Ming family's talismans account for most of the defensive talismans. It's okay to buy other people's offensive talismans during the competition. Now that they have to draw and use them on the spot, Mingxuan can only improvise.
Follow the strokes on the talisman book one by one.
Mingxuan banged his head on the table, feeling hopeless.
"Alright, alright." Ye Qiao comforted him. After all, Mingxuan just had a mental breakdown, just like the man next door who had lost his mind and was laughing so hard.
The weird laughter that came from time to time made Ye Qiao pick his ears and shout: "Who is it? He stayed up all night and laughed like a duck."
"..." The laughter in the opposite yard stopped abruptly.
Yue Qingzong's smile froze when he heard this, and he became furious for a while, "This Ye Qiao!!!"
Yun Que bit the Langhao pen and hesitated to write: "Why did you suddenly change the rules?"
It's not just Chang Mingzong who is drawing. They are also trying. Song Hansheng drew the talisman in the middle of the night, raising his eyelashes at one time or another, "If you don't use the sword to pick the talisman to practice, we won't practice at night."
Su Zhuo couldn't help but whispered, "Little junior sister, it's really not good to do this."
"Everyone from the Changming Sect can do this." Yun Que's face turned pale at his reproachful words, why did he suddenly change the rules because of himself?
Zhai Chen said something fair, "They did not step on the bottom line of the Eighth Families, and they only used it once in the first few rounds."
Seeing that the atmosphere among the descendants was vaguely weird, as if they were about to start a quarrel, the elder of the Yueqing Sect hurriedly comforted him: "Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry. This is good, it can just prove Xiaoque's strength to them."
, why not do it.”
Song Han laughed.
It's okay that he didn't smile, but when he smiled suddenly, everyone looked at him.
"What are you laughing at?" Su Zhuo didn't understand.
Song Hansheng: "I just like to laugh."
Yeah???
I had never noticed that Song Hansheng was a boy who loved to laugh before. His laughter was usually sarcastic. Zhai Chen couldn't help but said, "Elder brother, what do you mean?"
Song Hansheng didn't have the nerve to undermine their morale, but to be honest, at Yun Que's level, using a sword to hit the talisman cultivator could hide her ugly level. Compared with the other top ten talisman cultivators, she would only be embarrassed on the spot.
So Song Han suddenly remembered what Chang Mingzong said before. He leaned back and said calmly: "I understand everything."
Song Hansheng suddenly transformed into the Riddler. Several people looked at each other in confusion. None of them, including the elders, understood. They had never seen it before and did not understand it.
But Yun Que’s dual cultivation is at the same level as Ye Qiao.
Ye Qiao can do it because her spiritual roots are high, so Yun Que should not be much worse off even if her spiritual roots are lower than Ye Qiao's.
"Speak properly." The elder scolded in a low voice: "Don't be so cruel to your junior sister."
Song Han said: "Tsk."
The irony is even stronger.
All the four talisman cultivators of the Yue Qing Sect entered the top ten, and the remaining five were occupied by direct descendants of the Song family and the Ming family. The individual competition was about who is more talented, who can be famous, and who among a group of teenagers is not.
Those who aspire to be famous once and for all should seize this good opportunity to prove themselves.
The Talisman Cultivation venue was packed with people. No matter who came to the competition between the five direct descendants and the five direct descendants, it would be a loss not to watch the top ten competition.
Ming Xuan looked at so many people and couldn't help but pull Ye Qiao next to him, "Fuck, what should I do if my legs are weak?"
Ye Qiao: "Be more confident and hold your head high, you are the most handsome person on the scene."
She thought for a while and pointed to Song Hansheng not far away: "If it doesn't work, just imitate him. Lift your chin and look at people with your nostrils. Oh, yes, yes, just keep it like this."
"If you look colder, that's right, that's right."
Ye Qiao pointed at him and gave instructions. If the Zongfu didn't have a pocket, she would have performed to Mingxuan what it meant to copy a pocket with one hand that year. She didn't know what an opponent was.
"handsome."
Mu Chongxi: "Go quickly, go quickly!"
Mingxuan threw the duck on the shelf. The top ten Fu Xiu were all present. They all had an attitude of ignoring each other. In other words, no one looked down on the other. With the referee's order, Fu Xiu
Then they took action one after another.
The fastest one was Song Hansheng, and several other direct disciples followed closely behind.
It is easier to fail if you draw fast, while others draw the talisman slowly and maintain that speed. It is not only the quantity but also the grade. Finally, by analogy, the Changming Sect has two knowledgeable people, Ye Qiao and Xie Chuxue. After looking at it for a long time, they came to the conclusion
in conclusion.
"If nothing else, Mingxuan should be second."
"But it's a little early to say this." Xie Chuxue whispered: "We still have to see what Yun Que draws."
Several other talismans were almost completed, but Yun Que didn't know what he was dawdling about, so he didn't dare to talk too much about it because the world was still uncertain. Moreover, after the talismans were finished, there was still a competition part.
The few talisman cultivators next to Yun Que had already succeeded and started working on the second talisman. Yun Que felt panicked. She anxiously drove the langhao pen in her hand. She pressed down hard with her consciousness, and the pen finally moved.
.
The Langhao pen extended along the talisman paper, and Yun Que carefully drew down. It was much smoother than before. She was slightly happy in her heart and quickly stopped the pen. At the moment of success, a slight smile finally appeared on her lips.
"Eh."
A few strange things appeared in mid-air, and someone murmured: "Are you blessed by heaven?"
This year's competition is really crazy, isn't it? Both of them are blessing each other?
Ye Qiao was also shocked. He raised his head and looked into the air. Golden light flashed across the edge of the talisman in Yun Que's hand. At the moment when the blessing from heaven was about to condense into shape, the talisman suddenly spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes inch by inch.
The blessings that had not had time to take shape also collapsed.
The expectant Yue Qing Sect elder's smile froze slightly.
The burning of the talisman was considered a failure. The scene was quiet for a few seconds. Ye Qiao raised his head and glanced at it as if nothing had happened, feeling that there might be something wrong with this way of heaven.
"This is the first time I saw the failure of drawing the first ten talisman."
Being in the top ten is either a direct lineage or a direct descendant. Can this still fail?
Hearing the monks talking about each other, the elder of the Yueqing Sect could not hold back any longer. He raised his voice slightly and said, "Failure is normal. Who has never failed? Victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs." He tried to find someone among the Fu cultivators.
Those with high level come to forcibly gain respect for their disciples.
Several other Fu Xiuquan came on stage to compete, but he didn't dare to disturb him, so he immediately saw Ye Qiao in the audience who had nothing to do with him, and asked: "Ye Qiao, have you failed before?"
Ye Qiao was honest and nodded: "I have failed."
"Look." He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately found the evidence: "This is normal, isn't it?"
Ye Qiao slowly added: "The brushes I used at that time were all forked."
The audience was laughing like crazy.
"You know how to last-hit, Ye Qiaoqiao."
The Yue Qing Sect elder's face twitched, and he forced himself to explain: "Then you must have been painting for a long time."
Ye Qiao held her chin and smiled slightly: "If the east is not bright, the west will be bright. Whatever Song Hansheng does, I will do the same."
"???"
What's Song Hansheng like?
The elder of the Yue Qing Sect subconsciously glanced at his eldest disciple. Song Hansheng was drawing the talisman very quickly, and the speed of the swiss made the others marvel.
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I wanted to write a male protagonist, but I didn’t think about it~~Why do so many people not like the male protagonist? QAQ