After listening to a series of meaningless words, Ye Qiao and his companions finally got the spirit stones they had been longing for.
The head of the Song family was extremely enthusiastic throughout the whole process, especially towards Ye Qiao. After all the people from Changming Sect had left, he stopped smiling and asked hurriedly, "Han Sheng, what do you think of the talisman drawing skills of the young disciple from Changming Sect?"
Song Hansheng was a little aggrieved: "I haven't seen it."
He only knew that her talismans were cheap.
But if you want to see Ye Qiao’s level of talisman drawing skills, you have to wait until the individual competition.
"It's indeed a variable." The head of the Song family seemed to be thinking about something. "You should pay more attention to her. The child has caused quite a stir in the past few days."
He was able to take first place in the competition twice and even deal with ghost cultivators. He is quite capable.
Fortunately, Ye Qiao only has a medium-grade spiritual root. Although he knows a little, he cannot achieve true mastery.
Song Hansheng: "I know."
His tone was slightly cold: "Wait for the fourth game. She's done."
Then we will join forces with the other three sects to kill her!
*
After going down the mountain, the five people in different clothes walking together were quite eye-catching. Ye Qiao lazily stood with his hands behind his back, "How are we going to explain Xiaoqi's matter when we return to the sect?"
"Just saying that you went down the mountain and brought back a disciple for your master?"
That would scare Qin Fanfan to death.
"Just tell him the truth." Mu Chongxi said vaguely: "I think I know how to practice the inherited sword technique. Ye Qiao, do you want to come with me?"
"No, you keep it to yourself."
"This is what you deserve." Ye Qiao patted him on the shoulder and expressed hypocritical concern for Mu Chongxi. "Remember to report to Elder Duan when the time comes. Go to the classroom and get beaten."
She won't accompany you anymore.
Now the elders were extremely tolerant of her and would no longer scold her for no reason. Ye Qiao felt the high treatment from the alchemy practitioners and talisman practitioners for the first time in a long time.
It’s so cool.
Several people returned to the competition yard, and Ye Qiao immediately went to find Qin Fanfan to inquire about the matter of the natural spiritual roots in the world of cultivation.
The other brothers all went to sleep. Ye Qiao, despite feeling sleepy, asked several people in succession before he finally found him.
"Master."
She knocked on the door and walked in.
"I have a question for you."
Seeing that it was a genius from their sect's third cultivation, Qin Fanfan's irritable mood calmed down, "Ask."
Ye Qiao hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you know much about the heavenly spiritual roots in the cultivation world?"
"...Huh?" Qin Fanfan didn't react: "What did you say?"
He was wiping the precious sword in his hand. After learning that the five disciples of the divine beasts had completed their mission and returned to the sect, Qin Fanfan felt a headache after not seeing them for a long time.
Although they made him proud in the competition, when these people get together, it's really chaotic.
When they were away, Changming Sect lived in peace and tranquility.
Ye Qiao watched his master wiping the sword, as if he treated it as his wife. He paused and asked, "Master, have you heard of the Heavenly Spiritual Root?"
"If I haven't heard of it—" She shrugged: "I'll go to the library and look for it myself."
"Spiritual roots." Qin Fanfan paused as she wiped the sword. "Why did you suddenly think of asking this?"
*
I lost my perfect attendance, I am crying my ass off.
As the name suggests, I am the king of tanking.
I found out someone named Yunque "Yunniao", and suddenly I found it so funny, hahahaha
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