Elder Zhao narrowed his eyes, "The reaction speed is not bad, it seems that Duan Yu's training is not useless."
Chang Mingzong, who was known for his speed, reacted so quickly in this situation that almost everyone's landing point became a shadow. Ye Qiao and Ming Xuan reached their destination directly by calculating the formation. The other people also reacted quickly and reached the other side one after another.
Qin Huai couldn't help but mutter to himself: "As expected of Chang Mingzong, who is famous for his speed."
The gentle Bishui Sect, the murderous formation of the Yueqing Sect, and the ruthless fists of the Wenjian Sect.
The most obvious characteristic of Chang Mingzong is speed.
There may be some formations mixed in it. I have to say, it is very powerful.
They got to the other side of the floating stone one after another without any danger. In front of them was a barrier. They needed to break through the formation. The formation was the Changming Sect's formation. The two talisman cultivators pinched their fingers at the same time. Light golden talismans unfolded on their palms and crossed to break the eye of the formation. Simple talismans to break the formation were useless. They had to do it themselves.
Perhaps the founder has considered that there is a high probability that Changming Sect will not be able to recruit talisman practitioners in the future, so the difficulty coefficient of the formation is not high.
The formation of Changming Sect is indeed not worse than that of Yueqing Sect. Compared with the dreamlike formation of Yueqing Sect, this one is more shocking. Countless tiny talismans are spread out like scrolls, and they are wrapped around the body like scriptures. Ye Qiao calmed himself and captured the position of the eye of the formation along the trajectory of the formation.
After finding the center of the formation, the two men violently broke it into pieces.
Qin Huai and his fellow disciples had seen enough of the drama, and knew that it was time for the Changming Sect's respective ancestors to teach them. He wisely led his fellow disciples to evacuate, "Let's go."
It's time to go check out their trials.
No one stopped the people from Chengfeng Sect from leaving, and the elders from Changming Sect obviously didn't want to see this group of foreign disciples, but Ye Qiao also disappeared with them.
The moment Ye Qiao was bounced out of the formation, his mind was confused.
Elder Zhao was responsible for protecting their safety throughout the entire process. He could leave after these disciples finished the trial and went to look for the inheritance. However, just as he saw this group of disciples pass the trial, he discovered in the blink of an eye that Ye Qiao was gone.
He guessed that it might be because... he was marked with the marks of two sects.
This led the predecessors of the Changming Sect to mistakenly believe that he was a direct descendant of other sects.
"Forget it." Elder Zhao held his forehead with his hand and decided to explain it clearly.
Ye Qiao, who was driven out by her own ancestor, touched the back of her head. She was not embarrassed. After all, it didn't matter who she trained with. She shamelessly followed Chengfeng Sect. Duan Hengdao sighed deeply, "How did you, a member of Changming Sect, get in? Were you driven out?"
But no matter how you look at it, Ye Qiao doesn't fit the word weak, but it's too pitiful that her own ancestor doesn't want her.
That's a good question.
Ye Qiao was also puzzled: "How would I know that?"
"You have been marked by two sects. No normal person would want you." Qin Huai sneered.
Ye Qiao's current condition is a bit complicated, with one mark on his wrist and another on his forehead.
Only then did she notice that there was a light blue mark between her eyebrows. Was that the mark of Yueqing Sect?
Ye Qiao touched it curiously, "Is it like this?"
"What should I do then?" she asked humbly.
Duan Hengdao threw a stone to her and said, "Hold it. It can greatly reduce your presence. Just wait for Elder Zhao to go and explain to the seniors. When we get to our training ground, you stay quiet."
Ye Qiao agreed readily.
She held the jade in her hand and followed Chengfeng Sect into their training ground. As soon as she stepped in, a hurricane swept in and hit all of them with a devastating force, brushing past their cheeks and leaving blood marks.
Qin Huai wiped off the blood calmly and said, "Be prepared."
"Be careful and don't get hit by the wind blade."
The latter's wind blade was as sharp as a knife, and every blow was merciless. Perhaps it was because the Chengfeng Sect had only male disciples for generations, which led to the ancestors not considering that there was anything wrong with hitting them on the face. The wind blade just hit them on the face, and Ye Qiao was unfortunately implicated.
"Does your ancestor want to shave off all our hair?"
Ye Qiao turned her head, and the end of her hair was cut off before she noticed it. She used the force to step on the stone wall, waved her hand and used the second move of Qingfeng Jue to try to resist the wind blade. However, wind was invisible, so it was useless.
"If you keep going like this, you'll go bald." Ye Qiao touched his hair with lingering fear. The founder of Chengfeng Sect was also a bad person.
Is this to tell them that in the face of absolute power suppression, every blow could cost them their lives?
Ye Qiao was forced to hide here and there. Qin Huai, who was also dodging, subconsciously took out the photo stone and started recording Ye Qiao frantically.
It was obvious that he wanted to take revenge on Ye Qiao for threatening him with the photo stone of him wearing women's clothing.
Ye Qiao noticed his action, curled her lips, and when passing by him, she moved closer to him.
The next second, the wind blade rushed towards him at an unavoidable speed, cutting off a piece of Qin Huai's hair.
"Ye Qiao!!!" The other party roared behind him.
She let out a short sigh, weaved through it, and curled her lips: "Sorry, you're in the way and it affects my ability to get beaten."
The elder of Chengfeng Sect, who was watching the battle outside through the barrier, held his forehead with his hand.
He actually integrated perfectly into the Chengfeng Sect???
He had to re-evaluate this personal teaching.
Both his reaction speed and learning ability are too terrifying.
Ye Qiao discovered that the wind blade would subconsciously pass by her when chasing people. After all, she was not a disciple of Chengfeng Sect. After discovering this, she immediately started to show off by sticking to the wall.
Soon, the founder of Chengfeng Sect also noticed the sword cultivator who was taking advantage of the situation in the corner. He counted again and again in disbelief. Six?
Could it be that the number of people accepted as disciples has now expanded to six?
Moreover, among the several sword practitioners, this little girl's swordsmanship was the most clumsy. She could use all 72 sword techniques, but she was like a beginner.
The Chengfeng Sect's mental method is not suitable for female disciples to practice, and the speed of practice is slower than that of male disciples. As a result, any female disciple with higher talent will not choose the Chengfeng Sect.
For example, if a female disciple joins a sect but is too weak, she will be excluded.
Judging from his cultivation level, he is only in the late Jindan stage. What a weak and pitiful child.
The old ancestor stroked his beard, feeling grief-stricken, and thought it necessary to personally teach this new disciple.
Then the old man gently waved his hand towards Ye Qiao, and a shadow and sword style fell.
Ye Qiao, who was happily slacking off, had no idea that she had been imagined to be a poor little thing. She was enjoying herself slacking off when the next second she felt a chill on her head and sensed danger. She looked up and saw a long sword coming straight towards her.
Ye Qiao’s first reaction was that there was danger.
She dodged by stepping on the wind and stared calmly at the changes of the long sword without blinking. Ye Qiao clenched Bu Jianjun in her hand and looked serious. She used the Chengfeng Sect's sword techniques. She also countered the moves, constantly changing the 72 sword techniques throughout the process, and her mind was working rapidly to come up with a solution.
Qin Huai raised his eyebrows. Guiding the battle?
"Why doesn't the ancestor give us guidance in the battle, but goes to teach her?" Some of the disciples felt puzzled.
But it was the ancestor's personal wish to find someone to guide the war, and no matter how dissatisfied they were, they had to swallow it. They protested with a few hums and then shut up.
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