As for the photo stone, no matter who gets it, they will die. As long as you are not the protagonist, you will be happy to watch the show.
"I've already said it, the thunder tribulation that day was very scary." Chu Xingzhi curled his lips, but he was more curious about the reactions of the monks in the city.
The sky in Bi Bo City was as bright as day that night, and every time a thundercloud came down, people wondered if they would die in the lightning disaster.
The demons and monsters tried to avoid them, but the monks stood on the highest platform and recorded the picture on the stone. Their fearlessness of death is worthy of admiration.
Xie Chuxue was interested in projecting the picture clearly onto one side of the photo stone.
Under the city wall was a group of young men wearing their respective sect uniforms, as well as cultivators from the cultivation world who were on high alert. When Ye Qiao jumped down, no one was able to react.
I almost thought she was going crazy.
The female cultivator shouted the loudest, "Ye Qiao, Ye Qiao! So handsome!"
On the other side, a group of burly men with chest muscles bigger than the girls put their hands to their mouths to make trumpet shapes, and shouted, "Ahhh, come on! Love you, Song Hansheng."
Song Hansheng never expected that he would be the one to suffer social failure, and he almost sprayed a mouthful of sake on the face of Su Zhuo who was sitting opposite him.
Mingxuan was also surprised for a few seconds, "Hey, was it so lively that night?"
"Why does he have so many male cultivators confessing their love to him?" Chu Xingzhi stood up and slammed the table, shouting, "Aren't we good-looking?"
Forget about Ye Qiao. All the attention was on her during the operation. Why did Song Hansheng have the right to do that?
Song Hansheng was also annoyed, and immediately slammed the table, his voice louder than his: "If you want, this confession is for you."
Chu Xingzhi thought of that crazy scene and sat back as if nothing had happened, "That's not necessary."
He didn't want so many male practitioners shouting his name there.
In the projection, Ye Qiao threw the light golden tower upwards, which enlarged and fell down. The shadow of the tower appeared in the air and reflected down. Even the elders of the five sects could see the strange phenomenon at that time.
It really is the Ghost King Tower.
“Ghost King Tower…” Patriarch Ye felt a little unbelievable, “Was it her doing that the Ghost King Tower disappeared that day?”
The Ghost King Tower has its own small domain and is bound by rules. It is an invincible spiritual weapon no matter where it is placed.
Not to mention that they were confused, Elder Zhao didn't know when she took it.
"I forgot to ask, so that good person is you, Xiaoqiao?" Elder Zhao turned his head and forgot about it. He looked at Ye Qiao and said in a rhythmic tone: "You really have the spirit of dedication to do good deeds without leaving a name, Ye Qiao!"
She didn't say a word the whole time. If she hadn't released the tower, it would still be an unsolved mystery.
Surprise them all the time.
Although sometimes it's more like a shock.
Ye Qiao was so annoyed by Elder Zhao's words that she touched the tip of her nose. She thought for a moment and replied honestly, "It's OK, it's OK, just average?"
Elder Zhao was also choked by her humble spirit.
He had told Ye Qiao to be modest, but it was obvious that Ye Qiao's modesty was not the same as that of a normal person. The words that came out of this bastard's mouth sounded more like a provocation.
Xie Chuxue suddenly took two steps back, "Wow, so you are the legendary Ye Qiao who took away the Ghost King Tower."
Ming Xuan: "Yes, yes, she is the legendary Ye Qiao."
The two of them singing in unison know how to stir up trouble.
Especially since most of the noble families were invited to the banquet, Xie Chuxue winked at Ye Qiao.
He invited people based on the name list, a large part of which included names of people trapped in the Ghost King Tower. It was fine for those noble families to protect themselves, but given the reaction of the Image Stone, they couldn't really remain indifferent.
Even if they don't dare to confront the Eight Great Families head-on, if they have enough people, they can force those old guys to retreat.
Ye Qiao realized the other party's intention at this moment and couldn't help but sigh, "Junior Master, you are really good at calculating." He obviously looked very frivolous.
"Thank you very much."
“Seeing is believing.”
"Thank you very much for saving my child." Someone was so excited that he was a little incoherent.
"Ye Qiao, on behalf of the monks of Bi Bo City, I thank you. The plaque will be delivered to the gate of your immortal sect later."
“…”
The family heads who were originally preparing to raise an army to hold the culprit accountable were forcibly pushed into a corner by the noble families who came to express their gratitude.
But at this time, who cares?
Their faces all turned dark.
The five sect elders saw this scene and retreated tacitly.
Wow.
It turns out that favors have such uses?
The elder of the Bishui Sect sighed with an ambiguous meaning, "It's quite impressive to be able to make so many noble families owe you favors during the training. But this kid is really tight-lipped."
The confrontation between the two sides inexplicably turned into a thank-you banquet.
Ye Qiao, who was surrounded tightly, struggled out amidst the thanks. Her clothes were almost torn and she shivered. But she did not gain nothing, at least her arms were stuffed with many gifts from those noble families.
It has both magical instruments and elixirs, so it's quite practical.
Ye Qiao, who was originally still reluctant, was already rubbing his chin in thought, "You guys think, if I go over there again now, can I get back some magic tools and elixirs?"
Naturally, her idea of getting rich was not realized. After Ye Qiao came out of the crowd, Mu Chongxi waved at her, signaling the little junior sister to come and attend the class.
They don't listen to the elders' lectures, and now they rely entirely on Xue Yu, the only one willing to study seriously, to give them science lessons.
Mu Chongxi threw the spiritual fruit to Ye Qiao. They ate it thoughtfully while listening to Xue Yu's analysis. The young man took a sip of the wine and gestured on the table. "As for the Dragon Clan, I don't know much. You can look it up in the library. Maybe there are records. This kind of ancient clan is usually very complicated and lives in the water."
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