However, the rules of the talisman cultivation competition were suddenly changed, requiring the top ten talisman cultivators to participate in the competition together and draw talismans. This could be described as a public execution. All talisman cultivators had begun to draw talismans overnight to improve their skills. The courtyards of all major sects had been bustling in the past few days.
Ming Xuan yawned and prepared to work through the night. "I feel like I'm no longer a human being since I became a direct disciple."
Even an old cow is not as diligent as him.
"You're practicing too?" Ye Qiao swung her legs slowly. As far as she knew, Mingxuan was a gifted person, right? Why was he drawing talismans all night long?
"He needs to practice the attack talisman." Xue Yu answered nonchalantly.
Who asked the Eight Great Families to change the rules? The Ming family's talismans are mostly defensive, and it is okay to buy offensive talismans from other people during the competition. Now they have to draw and use them on the spot, so Mingxuan can only cram at the last minute.
Follow the talisman book stroke by stroke.
Mingxuan banged his head on the table, feeling hopeless.
"Don't worry, don't worry." Ye Qiao comforted him. After all, Mingxuan just had a mental breakdown. The people in the next yard had gone crazy and laughed.
The weird laughter that came from time to time made Ye Qiao scratch his ears and shout, "Who is it? You are still awake in the middle of the night and laughing like a duck."
“……” The laughter from the opposite yard stopped abruptly.
Yue Qingzong's smile froze when he heard this, and he was furious, "This Ye Qiao!!!"
Yun Que bit the wolf-hair brush and hesitated before writing: "Why did you suddenly change the rules?"
Not only Chang Mingzong was drawing. They were also trying. Song Hansheng drew talismans in the middle of the night, raising his eyelashes from time to time, "If you didn't use the sword to pick talismans, we wouldn't have to practice at night."
Su Zhuo couldn't help but whispered, "Junior Sister, this is really not a good idea."
"Everyone in Changming Sect can be like this." Yun Que's face turned pale at his blaming words. Why did he suddenly change the rules because of him?
Zhai Chen said something fair, "They didn't cross the bottom line of the Eight Great Families, and they only used it once in the first few rounds."
Seeing that the atmosphere of the disciples was vaguely strange, as if they were about to quarrel, the elder of Yueqing Sect hurriedly comforted them: "Don't worry, don't worry. This is also good. It is a good opportunity to prove Xiao Que's strength to them. Why not do it?"
Song Hansheng laughed.
It would have been fine if he didn't smile, but when he suddenly smiled, everyone looked at him.
"What are you laughing at?" Su Zhuo didn't understand.
Song Hansheng: "I just like to laugh."
Yeah? ? ?
I never realized that Song Hansheng was a boy who loved to laugh. His laughter was usually sarcastic. Zhai Chen couldn't help but ask, "Big Brother, what do you mean?"
Song Hansheng didn't want to dampen their morale, but to be honest, with Yun Que's level, she could hide her ugliness by using a sword to hit the talisman cultivator. Compared with the other top ten talisman cultivators, she could only embarrass herself on the spot.
Song Hansheng suddenly remembered what Chang Mingzong had said before. He leaned back and said calmly, "I understand."
Song Hansheng suddenly turned into a riddle man. Several people looked at each other, and no one, including the elders, understood. They had never seen it before and did not understand it.
But Yun Que is practicing dual cultivation and is at the same level as Ye Qiao.
Ye Qiao was able to do it because of her high spiritual roots. So, since Yun Que’s spiritual roots were lower in quality than Ye Qiao’s, she shouldn’t be much worse off.
"Speak nicely." The elder scolded in a low voice: "Don't be so harsh to your junior sister."
Song Hansheng: "Tsk."
The irony is even stronger.
All four talisman practitioners of Yueqing Sect made it into the top ten, and the remaining five were occupied by the direct descendants of the Song and Ming families. The individual competition was about who had greater talent and who could become famous. Among a group of teenagers, who wouldn't aspire to become famous overnight? Naturally, they had to seize this good opportunity to prove themselves.
The Fu Xiu venue was packed with people. It was a competition between five direct disciples and five direct descendants. No matter who they were, everyone came. It was a competition among the top ten. It would be a real loss if you didn't watch it.
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, hold your head high, you are the most handsome disciple here."
She thought for a moment and pointed at Song Hansheng who was not far away: "If it doesn't work, just learn from him. Lift your chin and look at people through your nostrils. Yes, yes, yes, keep it like this."
"Look a little more indifferent, that's right, that's it."
Ye Qiao gave him some instructions. If the sect uniform had no pockets, she would have performed for Ming Xuan what it meant to reach into the pocket with one hand. He didn't know what an opponent was.
"handsome."
Mu Chongxi: "Go quickly!"
Mingxuan was thrown on the stage without any prior effort. The top ten talisman practitioners had all arrived and were all ignoring each other. In other words, no one was looking down on anyone. Following the referee's order, the talisman practitioners began to act.
The fastest one was Song Hansheng, followed closely by the other disciples.
Those who draw quickly are more likely to fail, while some draw talismans slowly while maintaining that speed. Not only the quantity but also the quality matters. Finally, by analogy, there are only two knowledgeable people in Changming Sect, Ye Qiao and Xie Chuxue. They looked for a long time and came to a conclusion.
"If nothing unexpected happens, Mingxuan should be second."
"But it's a bit early to say that." Xie Chuxue whispered, "We still have to see what Yun Que draws."
The other talismans are almost finished, but Yun Que is hesitating about something, so the outcome is still uncertain and he doesn't dare to say too much. Besides, there is still the competition part after the talismans are finished.
Several talisman practitioners next to Yunque had already succeeded and started working on the second talisman. Yunque felt panicked. She anxiously moved the wolf-hair brush in her hand, and pressed her spiritual consciousness hard, and the brush finally moved.
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