He had never been this nervous even when he was playing.
It would be much easier to fight without weapons. Ye Qiao was ready to pursue the victory and throw talismans. Xie Chuxue had prepared a lot, all for defense. There were not many offensive talismans, and the number she drew was too few.
Just when she was about to change her weapon, Song Hansheng raised his chin and asked her in the jade slip: "Ye Qiao, where is your pen?"
Ye Qiao did not disobey him and took out the wolf-hair brush from the mustard bag, "Here."
Song Hansheng: "Can you draw talismans from a distance?"
When Ye Qiao was looking for a weapon, his attention was drawn back, "How do I draw?"
Chang Mingzong didn't have this kind of painting method, Song Hansheng said, "Void painting will do."
Upon hearing what Song Hansheng said, Ye Qiao concentrated his consciousness on the tip of the brush, and sure enough, a little blue light spread out. Some people can succeed in this way of painting in one try, but some may not be able to succeed even after more than ten tries.
Song Hansheng tried it when he was young, but later found it was a waste of his mental energy, so he decisively gave it up.
"Can it be used to attack?" Ye Qiao quickly glanced over the talismans he had memorized and prepared to experiment.
Song Hansheng replied: "Yes. This can be used as a means for talisman practitioners to protect themselves, but if there are enough talismans, there is no need to draw talismans in the air."
He had never used this method of drawing. Anyway, Yueqing Sect never lacked talismans.
For him, painting like this not only wastes time, but also wastes spiritual energy, but these two points have no effect on Ye Qiao.
She grabbed the pen, and a light blue talisman formed in the air. The moment she tapped the pen, the talisman took shape, like a lotus just blooming. At the final moment, the sharp petals of the petals pierced steadily into his body.
The demon's face turned red after being stabbed. The moment the flying petals hit his body, his entire meridians expanded with pain. He was unable to cope with her endless tricks.
It's wonderful. Song Hansheng's eyes lit up slightly, and he couldn't help but admire it in his heart.
"Hey." Chu Xingzhi nudged Song Hansheng with his arm, "The lotus is your logo, right?"
Song Hansheng paused and nodded, "Yeah."
Water lotus is the symbol of Yueqing Sect's talisman. The pattern embroidered under the sect's robes is a lifelike light blue lotus.
Chu Xingzhi asked his junior sister with great interest, "Then the symbol of our sect is the auspicious cloud. Do you think she can throw it out?"
The patterns embroidered on the underside of each sect's robe are different. For example, the silver auspicious clouds of the Wenjian Sect and the cranes outlined by light gold silk threads on the red hem of the Changming Sect are warm and eye-catching.
"Who knows." Zhu You curled the corner of his lips. He didn't understand what the mentality of this fool Chu Xingzhi was. If Ye Qiao really threw it out, would they still want to save face for the Sword Sect?
In the end, Ye Qiao chose to use the Qingfeng Jue to kill the man.
The second move of Qingfeng Jue.
The invisible wind blade arrived at that moment and cut his throat, and the sword almost cut off his head. Ye Qiao turned around and threw three top-grade talismans at him to ensure that he died completely.
"Beautiful!" Someone shouted from inside the jade slip.
"Ye Qiao Ye Qiao! We are your masters!" Chu Xingzhi was very proud.
What happened just now was equivalent to a battle of guidance. Although they only talked about it, it did not stop him from using it to threaten Ye Qiao.
“Once a teacher, always a father.”
"We won't take advantage of you, just call us daddy."
“That’s right.”
Ye Qiao, who had put away his sword, let out a "tsk" sound when he heard this.
They are all shameless.
The tense atmosphere between the four sects ignited quickly and disappeared just as quickly.
Apparently, they preferred to take advantage of Ye Qiao verbally rather than accuse each other.
The elder who wanted to scold them was a little bit unbelievable when he saw this scene. It turned out that the ultimate secret to the unity of this group of disciples was Ye Qiao?
…
Ao Li followed Zhou Xingyun and brought the golden egg to Xue Yu and the others. The group of four was finally reunited, but the scene was a little weird.
All five of them were circling around an egg.
Xue Yu looked left and right, incredulous, "Is this KFC?"
"Yes, yes." Ao Li nodded, "It is in Nirvana."
"I don't know what went wrong. I turned into an egg."
Maybe it's because it's in the South China Sea? So it's huddled in there?
"What should we do?" Mu Chongxi asked tentatively, "Should we... burn it? Give it a try?"
I have three fire spiritual roots. I don’t know if it will be effective if I transfer the spiritual fire into them.
It's impossible for the five of them to carry an egg with them every day.
"That's a phoenix." Ming Xuan touched his chin, "It shouldn't look down on our trifles, right?" The spiritual fire of the best spiritual roots is precious, but that is only for cultivators.
Xue Yu thought for a moment and said, "I think we can give it a try."
"Isn't Nirvana about struggling to break out of the shell in the fire?"
Otherwise, Ye Qiao would not have let Ao Li bring the egg to the three of them.
When the three people touched the egg, the flame could not ignite but was completely absorbed. The moment Mu Chongxi's hand landed, he could feel the spiritual root being quickly absorbed. The corner of his mouth twitched, "...You are so rude."
It almost wiped out all the spiritual fire in his spiritual roots.
Then the three of them fed it one by one, but the egg seemed never full.
"He eats so much." Ming Xuan muttered. He thought of a more realistic question, "Can Ye Qiao afford it?"
After they took turns feeding each other, the temperature of the eggs began to rise and the shape of a small chick could be vaguely seen from the outside.
The color seems to be yellow-orange.
"Try to bring in a little more." Xue Yu distributed the pills to them to replenish their spiritual energy and continue feeding it. The three of them took turns to carry out a new round of feeding.
The Phoenix Nirvana is cruel in a sense. Ao Li could still stare at it at first, but later he turned his eyes away and dared not to continue watching.
The flame roasted the egg as the temperature continued to rise. Mu Chongxi's eyes widened, "Look, look! The shell has broken!"
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