Everyone is destined to die, but one cannot die as a society.
Mu Chongxi felt the embarrassment of being socially dead for the first time in a long time. He lowered his head and dared not say a word, for fear of being caught and beaten by Elder Zhao.
Elder Zhao smiled sinisterly: "You're back."
——Little bastards.
"Elder Zhao." The two men stood up from the ground as if nothing had happened, and secretly kicked the red bird that threw them down.
The two direct disciples of the Bishui Sect are both girls, one is called Miaomiao and the other is called Si Miaoyan.
"Senior Sister." Miaomiao pursed her lips and whispered, "I feel like the direct descendants of this sect are not normal."
Si Miaoyan nodded in approval, which was rare.
Even though she had met countless people, she had never seen such a weird disciple. Which sword practitioner would not walk with a sword, but instead ride on a bird and fly around in the sky?
Elder Zhao's face twisted for a moment. He knew what the other sect members were thinking when they looked at him strangely. He suppressed his rage, put his hands behind his back to suppress his desire to curse, and tried to force out a 'kind' smile, "You came at the right time."
"These two are direct disciples of the Bishui Sect. You can accompany them to visit our Changming Sect."
The best way to deal with the two direct disciples visiting is to hand them over to his own direct disciples. Elder Zhao is very happy to be a hands-off boss.
Seeing this, Ye Qiao looked at his nose and then his heart, and responded with a "OK".
She was already planning how to escape from Elder Zhao's roar after the two disciples left.
After Elder Zhao left, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.
Si Miaoyan looked at Ye Qiao quietly for several times without making any expression.
Before she came, she heard that Changming Sect had accepted a new junior sister, who was said to have been accepted as a direct disciple from the outer sect. Since ancient times, the five sects have always looked for the best qualifications when selecting their direct disciples.
But this girl has average talent and doesn't seem to have anything special about her.
It is not known whether Chang Mingzong's move is a complete failure or he has other plans.
"You are finally back." Ming Xuan held a dogtail grass in his mouth and folded his hands behind his head: "If you don't come back, Master will rush down the mountain to catch you."
Xue Yu also nodded in agreement, "In five days, you look like this..." He looked at his two junior brothers and sisters.
They were wearing casual clothes, but no one knew where they had been, and their clothes were a little worn out, especially Ye Qiao, who looked like a wilted cabbage.
Xue Yu stroked his chin and said slowly, "Are you back from wandering outside?"
“…”
"A bigger picture."
"Is it possible that we came back from collecting trash?" Ye Qiao said, pointing specifically at the red bird that was tied up tightly not far away.
Xue Yu was silent for a moment, and strangely felt that what she said made some sense.
"Senior Brother Xue."
While they were chatting without paying attention to the people around them, Miaomiao poked her head out of place and said, "Let me ask you a question. Is there a kind of elixir that is popular in Yunzhong City recently?"
"Yes." She handed the strange-looking pill in her hand to Xue Yu and pursed her lips: "This is it."
“……”Ah this.
Xue Yu took it and stared at the pill in her hand for a moment.
The yellow pill exudes a faint fragrance, but compared with the regular round and smooth pills, it looks more wild and unrestrained.
If there were cigarettes available, Xue Yu would probably smoke one on the spot to express his vicissitudes of life and his misunderstanding of the world.
How did such an ugly pill become popular in Yunzhong City?
She's so ugly that she's on par with my junior sister...
Mingxuan felt that it looked familiar, "I feel like I've seen it somewhere before."
Only Junior Sister could refine such an ugly pill, right?
"Where?" Miaomiao's eyes lit up. She really wanted to know what kind of god could make the elixir so ugly while still retaining its efficacy.
This requires a very precise control over spiritual consciousness and spiritual plants.
Ming Xuan laughed dryly: "My junior sister made a similar one when she was practicing for fun before."
Ye Qiao, who was called out, turned her head and noticed the pills in Miaomiao's hand. She touched her chin. This was something she had not expected. You know, before going out for training, these pills could not be sold because they were ugly. As a result, in just a few days, they became popular pills?
"She?" Miaomiao was slightly stunned and stared at Ye Qiao. Could it be that she, a sword cultivator, had the dream of becoming an alchemy cultivator?
Ye Qiao generously let her read, and finally said to Xue Yu: "Third Brother, I will go to the library first."
Ming Xuan, who had long since stopped wanting to chat with anyone, quickly added, "I'm going too!"
The two of them immediately fled together.
Xue Yu smiled helplessly.
Miaomiao couldn't help but feel envious when she saw this scene: "The atmosphere between you two is quite good."
Not all clan members can get along well with each other. They are all chosen by heaven and the future of the clan, so they compete openly and covertly for talent and compare with each other.
To put it simply, no one looks down on anyone else. She and her senior sister are among the few who can get along harmoniously, but this is also because Si Miaoyan has a gentle temper, otherwise it would be difficult for them to get along harmoniously.
"That's not the case." Mu Chongxi touched his face, feeling a little embarrassed.
Before Ye Qiao came, they seldom traveled together, and when they did, they went down the mountain to gain experience.
The current unity is entirely due to Ye Qiao's amazing social skills.
…
As the saying goes, people's sorrows and joys are not the same. As soon as Ye Qiao came back, before he could sit down and catch his breath, he was called by Elder Yu in the library to help copy books.
Ye Qiao couldn't help but sigh as he was exploited as soon as he came back.
Her purpose of coming to the library was actually to carefully study the mental method and talisman book given by Song Hansheng, and to compare it with Chang Mingzong's talismans to see if they could be improved.
But he was caught red-handed by Elder Yu.
Compared to Ye Qiao's busyness, Mingxuan was more relaxed. He casually picked up a book of talismans and flipped through it casually.
"Elder." Ye Qiao remembered the feeling of overdrawing her consciousness before, and with the attitude of asking if she didn't understand, she opened her mouth and said:
"Will a talisman practitioner get a nosebleed when drawing a talisman for the first time?"
"Yes." Steward Yu answered promptly. He lifted his eyelids and glanced at Mingxuan, then added, "Of course, very few people won't."
Ye Qiao was the type who got dizzy the first time. She touched the tip of her nose and asked humbly, "Who wouldn't be like this?"
She still remembers the dizzy feeling she had at that time.
"Your second senior brother can't do that. He could draw talismans at the age of seven and was sent to our sect at the age of ten. He never had a spiritual consciousness overdraft." Steward Yu glanced at her and said meaningfully, "You can understand this as the gift of geniuses."
Second Senior Brother’s talent in the art of talismans is indeed beyond reproach. Ye Qiao lowered his eyes and said angrily, word by word: “I hate talented dogs the most in my life.”
Finally, she added: "What I hate most is that I'm not a gifted dog."
Yu Guanshi: “…”
You bastard, you don't treat me as an outsider at all.
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