"What did it look like to you?"
Ye Qiao: "Stick."
She thought it was a stick.
Xie Chuxue: "But when I first saw it, its aura was very similar to that of a spirit sword."
At the time, he thought it was a strange-looking spiritual sword.
"Now its appearance and aura are a bit like a staff." Xie Chuxue nodded Ye Qiao's head and reminded: "Put your spiritual sense into it and try to change its shape."
Ye Qiao covered his head, "But if it is a spiritual weapon, why would the monster like to rub it?"
It's like catnip.
Stick it up like crazy.
Xie Chuxue made a gun gesture and put her hand on her chin in deep thought: "It should be constantly changing its shape. There must be something inside to support its changes. How about we take it apart and study it?"
After he finished speaking, the bamboo shoot in Ye Qiao's hand moved slightly. If it had not changed its shape, it would have rushed out in the next second.
Ye Qiao stopped him from having this dangerous idea, and then obediently probed her spiritual sense. Her spiritual sense was supposed to be very strong, but at this moment she could feel obvious discomfort.
Tentatively, she imagined it to be a sword.
"The aura has changed." Xie Chuxue's eyes widened slightly, it was so magical.
"Can you try to transform it into two swords?"
Ye Qiao tried to use her spiritual sense to attract Bu Jianjun. After she reached the golden elixir stage, her spiritual sense became more than twice as powerful. The motionless stick in her hand actually broke into two parts with a slight difference in shape. It was more like a sword than a stick.
"What about other things? Like bows and arrows, sickles, etc?"
Ye Qiao tried it, but found it didn't work.
"Try it again when you reach the Nascent Soul stage." He felt a little regretful. It seemed that the transformation of this spiritual weapon was limited to the sword.
This kind of spiritual weapon may be useless in the hands of other people. It is already difficult to master one, let alone other forms. But it is just right for Ye Qiao. She knows a lot and there are no restrictions. Stealing Bamboo Shoots is very suitable for her.
"In this case, I feel like there's no need for a sword." Xie Chuxue muttered.
On his way back to the yard, Ye Qiao was still thinking about how to change the shape of the weapon in his hand while changing sword moves during the competition.
There is no doubt that both of them test one's spiritual awareness and reaction speed.
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The venue was within the jurisdiction of the Eight Great Families, and the Eight Great Families had an unwritten rule that any cultivator entering their jurisdiction was not allowed to fly a sword, so the Five Sects prepared to go there by flying boat.
The various sect costumes gathered together were so colorful that, to be honest, it was a bit dazzling.
"Let's go and stand with the people from the Sword-Seeking Sect." Zhou Xingyun refused the other green and gold sect uniforms.
Xue Yu agreed: "The combination of red and green is too eye-catching."
"Hi, hi, hi." Ye Qiao waved and greeted the other sects.
Yueqing Sect and Chengfeng Sect stood together, talking about something unknown.
One blue and one yellow.
This scene made Ye Qiao curl the corners of his lips.
"I always feel that these two sects are together." Ye Qiao looked at the blue and yellow sect uniforms and said sincerely: "It's like Meituan and Ele.me."
It makes sense for this team to come together wow.
The others glanced at her and didn't understand what Ye Qiao was saying.
It's very confusing.
Mu Chongxi walked over to the Sword Questioning Sect and challenged Chu Xingzhi. He smiled and said, "Don't let that happen and you won't even be able to make it into the top ten."
Chu Xingzhi sneered: "This is for you and Ye Qiao, be careful in the individual competition."
Ye Qiao was also a little unhappy when being cueed, "What's wrong?"
Chu Xingzhi dodged reflexively, snorted, and shouted: "I'm fine."
Everyone caught up briefly and then boarded their flying boats to the venue of the competition among the eight great families. Needless to say, the treatment of being a direct disciple was great. When they arrived at the venue, not only did the managers of the eight great families come to greet them and take them around the city, but they even had fans pick them up at the airport.
Mu Chongxi made two "Puh" sounds and spat out the flower petals that he had accidentally eaten in his mouth. "No, we agreed to scatter flower petals in the individual competition. Did they really scatter them?"
Xue Yu sneezed, "It's fatal."
So enthusiastic.
Ye Qiao pushed the flower petals in his pocket, just like walking on the red carpet. A group of monks came to watch, and every disciple who walked by was criticized by them.
"Are ugly people unworthy of being a direct disciple???"
"Yun Que's face is so beautiful. Why is Song Hansheng so cold to her every time?"
Song Hansheng's male fan immediately yelled back in dissatisfaction, "Get lost."
Ming Xuan immediately tilted his head and whispered to Ye Qiao, "Song Hansheng's fans are quite enthusiastic."
Ye Qiao agreed with this deeply, and they were all men.
"I like the one with the stick hanging around the waist. Wow, it looks so beautiful."
"That's Ye Qiao."
The other party calmed down instantly.
Ye Qiao. Everyone in the cultivation world who watched the competition knew how mean she was, but I didn't expect her to have such an innocent face.
"What about the one with Ye Qiao? He's really a poison."
"That's Mingxuan. Don't worry, there aren't many normal people among those who come out of Changming Sect."
After they all got off the flying boat, people from the eight major families came to pick them up.
The monk was surprised: "Hey, hey, hey, it seems that the people who came to meet us this time are all direct descendants of the eight great families. Wow, they are really rich."
A group of young ladies and masters from aristocratic families, riding on fancy mounts, slowly descended from the air in a fairy-like manner. The scene was so grand that it was a bit exaggerated.
They slowly got off their mounts and saw that all the disciples had arrived. They nodded slightly and said calmly, "Follow us."
That arrogant look made Ye Qiao sigh slightly: "I found that Song Hansheng has restrained himself."
Because she discovered that this group of direct descendants really didn't look at people in the eye.
Ming Xuan was immediately very excited, he stuck his head out and criticized strongly: "Look, look! I told you they are annoying."
"So arrogant." Mu Chongxi muttered.
Xue Yu agreed: "They are so crazy that they look like their parents don't recognize them anymore."
“……” The question is, is it appropriate for you two who are from the Eight Great Families to say such things?
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There are still 3,000 words left, so there are probably 6,000 words at once, but I can’t finish it, so I’ll post it tomorrow.
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