The days when there was no need to take on tasks allowed the direct successors to let themselves go for nearly a month, until the arrival of several elders broke the atmosphere of salted fish and rotten food in the yard. First, Xie Chuxue waved his hand, signaling for them to wake up and return. god.
A courtyard was divided into several rooms, each with a separate room. Duan Yu quickly knocked on the door of the five people's rooms and asked them to come out of the room to join them.
After they all walked out slowly, Ye Qiao vaguely understood why he asked them to come out. In front of Duan Yu stood the young prince of the dragon tribe. The other party snorted when he saw Ye Qiao.
Apparently he was dissatisfied with the fact that these people ignored him and went back to sleep in their respective courtyards.
"How does it feel to take a month off?"
"It feels like..." Ye Qiao thought sincerely, "We can rest for another month."
After saying that, Elder Zhao gave him a cold look.
Thank you Chuxue for helping me, okay.
Listening to Ye Qiao's words, I knew that this group of people had really been playing for a month. Although it was not necessary to encourage others, the effect was still very significant from this experience. How did this group of people manage to do it without any distractions?
"So you still have a month to figure out how to arrange it?"
"For example, about going to the Dragon Clan, have you collected all the information you can use?"
Two questions in a row choked Xue Yu, and Ye Qiao was thick-skinned and pretended not to understand as if nothing had happened.
Compared with the other grumpy elders, Xie Chuxue really has one of the best tempers. He doesn't sneer at them from time to time. Occasionally, he only targets Mingxuan, and he won't beat them violently. The formation is equivalent to physical fists and The attack is simply too gentle.
At this moment, facing the sizing eyes of the elders, Xue Yu simply put them away. He simply replied: "I haven't had time to collect them yet. I will take them to the library in a few days."
Xie Chuxue didn't say anything more. He nodded and looked at Ye Qiao with both salty and neutral eyes. His tone was quite warm, "You also showed us the so-called genius in this competition."
"But I think your strength can be improved upon."
Duan Yu clasped his hands behind his back and continued in a low voice, "If compared with other monks, there is no doubt that you are the best."
"I hope you will not betray the trust of the sect this time."
Mu Chongxi heard that they might want to hit them again, and said with a grimace, "So are you going to hit us again next?"
"Smart." Xie Chuxue straightened up slightly and clapped her hands, "Don't be nervous, I'm just improving your physical skills. Have you ever thought about, for example, how you would fight without cultivation and swords? A rivalry?"
Ye Qiao likes to kick directly with his feet or use his fists. Their dodge skills are very good and their physical skills are not bad. At least compared with their direct descendants of the same age, they are definitely the best.
Mu Chongxi didn't care, "I'm just going to fight with my bare hands, what else can I do?"
"You seem very confident?"
Hearing Elder Duan's cold smile, Mu Chongxi had a bad feeling.
"The cultivation level is sealed, stop talking nonsense. Ye Qiao and Mu Chongxi, you two come first." Duan Yu pointed at the little boy in front of him. Not only the dragon tribe wanted to see the strength of the monks, in fact they were also very curious about the dragon species. , but it is impossible for a group of elders to bully the juniors.
It can only be done by this group of relatives.
Ye Qiao, who was named, smiled slightly, "Why am I still here?"
She didn't say a word the whole time.
Isn't it enough to beat Mu Chongxi, but she still deserves it?
Compared to the two people's reluctance, the little prince was calm and composed.
He imitated Ye Qiao's previous provocative movements, hooked his hand slightly and said, "Come on."
It was quite cute when he did such a mean action. Ye Qiao and Mu Chongxi looked at each other and reluctantly walked up. They would take it easy in this duel.
After all, it is their yard, and if it collapses, there will be no place to live.
No matter how young the child in front of him is, there is no denying that he is a genuine dragon.
After the cultivation was sealed, the lethality plummeted, and even the sword could not be used with physical skills alone. Mu Zhongxi felt uncertain.
At first, he wanted to make a preemptive strike, but he was still slow. The young boy in front of him turned around and grabbed his arm. After the two of them struggled with each other for a few moves, Ao Yue lightly threw him over his shoulder and quickly knocked him to the ground.
With the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, Mu Chongxi fell to the ground and tried to get up.
The next second, the little prince punched him in the eye.
Not painful, just a little confused.
The two of them came up one by one. Seeing that Mu Chongxi was knocked down within ten moves, she immediately retreated. The little prince was much more cautious when dealing with Ye Qiao. After the competition, it was enough to show that this personal method is endless and difficult to deal with.
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"I have a request." Ye Qiao dodged the young boy's cold fist, whizzing past and blowing on her ears, which was full of pressure. She was extremely sincere, "Don't slap me in the face, okay?"
"That's right." She said shamelessly, "My status in the world of cultivation depends solely on my face."
Since being beaten is a foregone conclusion, it's better to get some benefits for yourself.
After saying this, the little prince did not hesitate to punch Ye Qiao in the eye. He had to hold back his strength, otherwise the punch could have knocked him away.
Ye Qiao was also very likely dodging quickly, but not necessarily anything else. At least she rarely failed in terms of speed.
Zhou Xingyun watched calmly and said: "Ao Yue's attack speed cannot be clearly seen at all. There is no comparison between human monks and this special race in terms of speed or attack power."
In terms of physical skills, the Dragon Clan is considered invincible. Mu Chongxi relied on the Dragon Clan's inheritance and could barely get through a few moves with the opponent. Ye Qiao could only choose to dodge.
"Okay." Ye Qiao was punched to the ground, made an OK gesture, covered his almost bleeding nose, lay there for a few seconds, and then jumped up neatly, "I am now convinced that he is from the Dragon Clan.
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This simple and crude method is unique to the Dragon Clan, so it’s no wonder why the Dragon Clan’s inheritance found Mu Chongxi.
However, Ye Qiao didn't like to be beaten blindly.
It was enough to test it just now. The moment he punched, Ye Qiao's consciousness was split into a strand and probed out. Ao Yue did not have any sensitive reaction to this.
Then we can be sure that the level of spiritual consciousness of the little prince in front of her is not as high as hers.
"You go and fight him." Ye Qiao barely stopped the bleeding from his nose and observed the order of the little prince's attacks and some of his usual moves, "I'll remind you."
Seeing that Elder Duan meant not to let them go if they couldn't win, it just happened that they wanted to find out the Dragon Clan's trump card. After a brief discussion, Mu Chongxi took action again.
Ye Qiao's consciousness spread out at this moment, like an invisible net covering people silently.
Her spiritual consciousness could easily capture the little prince's movements. Seeing this, she further communicated with her spiritual consciousness and directed Mu Zhongxi to avoid with her. After going back and forth, the originally passive situation was suddenly reversed.
The little prince became a little irritable after several consecutive failed moves. Long's personality was a bit irritable. He guessed that the culprit was Ye Qiao. His spiritual consciousness was sensitive enough to catch the fluctuations. What was even more annoying was that the other party's spiritual consciousness was obviously in his own.
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"What is the strength of your consciousness?" The little prince looked up at her in surprise.
Late stage of Nascent Soul? He had a hunch, maybe more.
Ye Qiaopi smiled but said: "Guess what?"
Ao Yue refused.
He found that this person seemed to be able to guess the order of his attacks. In addition to succeeding at the beginning, he intercepted his attacks just right every time. This made the little prince a little crazy. Ye Qiao saw this opportunity and crossed his feet.
The biting wind kicked the little prince in the heart, and he was thrown into the wall without hesitation.
She kicked him mercilessly, but the damage to the dragon was not even a flesh wound, and a hole was smashed into the wall.
"Oh, haha." Ye Qiao looked at the big hole, "How much does it cost to repair such a big hole?"
Mu Chongxi patted her and said, "It's okay, it's just a wall, you don't have to pay."
"Why?" Ye Qiao raised his eyebrows.
"Because what you are smashing is my wall..." Zhou Xingyun's voice came faintly, his face darkened at this moment, and the shape of the hole was not neat.
Mu Zhongxi's eyes widened slightly and he swallowed: "Black, has it turned black?"
"Wow, run quickly!!"
The two stepped on the breeze and ran away quickly. Zhou Xingyun pursed his lips coldly and chased after them. In an instant, the three of them disappeared, leaving Ming Xuan and Xue Yu looking at each other.
Xie Chuxue put her hand on her forehead, and in the blink of an eye the three of them disappeared from sight, "These sword cultivators can really make a scene."
Duan Yu looked at the little prince who came out of the hole angrily. He couldn't laugh or cry. Ye Qiao knew him well in her memory. She could interpret it the next second she remembered it. Logically speaking, a race with unique advantages should not be suppressed.
Hit.
But the fact is that it is not as fast as the speed of spiritual consciousness capture, and the moves are too simple and it is too easy for Ye Qiao to figure out.
He comforted the other person twice.
Elder Zhao also secretly made up his mind that they would have to leave the sect in a few days! If they stayed here any longer, the Changming Sect would sooner or later be demolished and nothing would be left.
In the past few months, the Wenjian Sect has been in retreat, the Yue Qing Sect is also practicing, and only the Chang Ming Sect has been left to do tasks, which makes many direct disciples jealous.
Compared to boring training, going out is more interesting no matter how you think about it.
There was still a month of rest left. In order to prevent them from getting lost in an unfamiliar place or from angering the people from the Dragon Clan because they didn't understand the rules, Elder Zhao gave them a series of good lessons for the first time. The whole process
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It sounded like they were drowsy. Elder Zhao easily went off topic while chatting. He would change the topic to the glorious development history of Changming Sect in the middle of the conversation. He would recall the prosperous years of those years from time to time.
Seeing the intoxicated expression on the elder's face, Ye Qiao did not dare to disturb him. He took a few pieces of paper and studied the talismans by sketching them in the book.
Seeing this scene, Xue Yu raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you really not afraid of being caught?"
Dare to practice drawing talisman in Elder Zhao's class.
Ye Qiao motioned for him to look away. Ming Xuan and Mu Chongxi learned a new origami game in class, flying paper airplanes in mid-air, and launching them accurately every time when Elder Zhao turned around.
Sometimes the plane would unfortunately fly over Zhou Xingyun's head, and then the senior brother would reward them with a blank expression and hit them on the head with two fists.
Generally speaking, Ye Qiao's performance in class was quite normal.