After everyone arrived, they were all talking about the training ground.
Mu Chongxi, who had limited cultural knowledge, thought for a long time before he uttered this useless nonsense, "Penglai should be a place isolated from the world."
Ye Qiao thought thoughtfully: "It feels more mysterious than the South China Sea?"
Or is it of the same nature as the South China Sea?
Of course, the world of cultivation is not limited to sects, there are also many secluded places. They usually do not participate in anything and will never show up unless the world of cultivation is destroyed. It is very mysterious.
"Like those disciples who can spy on destiny..." Song Han said with annoyance, "Wouldn't it be like being stripped naked and having no secrets at all to stand in front of them?"
“There is no God to this extent.”
"At most, they can deduce some things, and what they say is vague. You need to figure it out on your own." Mingxuan remembered that there was an elder in their sect who came from Penglai, and he was as mysterious as a charlatan.
"I heard that there are only two direct disciples in Penglai, but there are quite a lot of other elders. It's quite rare." Xue Yu murmured.
Ye Qiao tilted his head, "What is the strength of the disciple over there?"
Since they are all taught by each other, it is inevitable that they will secretly compare with each other.
"They are also in the Nascent Soul stage. One of them reached it at the age of nineteen. Anyway, they are quite amazing." If you count, there is only one genius who is one year younger than Ye Qinghan.
Penglai has been secluded from the world for many years and is a place that has been ignored by many monks, otherwise it would not have been mentioned.
"The key is that he is good at deduction. Penglai only accepts disciples once every hundred years, and only two were selected in the end. You can imagine how rare they are."
"Wow." Ye Qiao responded twice, "So the legendary Penglai disciples are endangered species?" There are only two people, which is ridiculously less than them.
Seeing these children discussing with great interest, Qin Fanfan was somewhat relieved and interrupted their discussion, "Regarding the topography of Penglai and the major places that you are not clear about, they are all drawn on the drawings. It doesn't matter if you don't know the route."
It was their first time going there, but almost all of their descendants had been to Penglai, so they were particularly familiar with the terrain.
"As long as you don't kill yourself, it won't be a big problem."
Ye Qiao was so sleepy that her head gradually drooped, looking listless. Their actions this time were totally disorganized and undisciplined. In her opinion, they might as well just let loose and have fun.
Seeing Ye Qiao had no fighting spirit among the team, Qin Fanfan waved at her and called her out, "Come here, Xiao Qiao."
Ye Qiao raised his head, left the team and walked towards Qin Fanfan.
"Don't you want to lead the team?" Qin Fanfan asked, observing her emotions.
"That's not the case." Ye Qiao scratched his head and answered truthfully: "This is the first time I lead so many people, I'm a little uncomfortable."
It is better to lead four sects. Just thinking about the internal quarrels is enough to make the sect fall apart.
Qin Fanfan understood her mentality of not wanting to cause trouble, or if Ye Qinghan hadn't been unable to go this time, she would never have stood up. He still earnestly advised her, "No matter if you were forced to do this, now that you are the leader, you should take it seriously."
He said it very seriously, Shen Shen and Ye Qiao looked at each other, "Make sure to bring them back safely, this is your mission."
Ye Qiao was slightly startled, then nodded, "I understand."
The leader not only symbolizes leadership, but also responsibility. Logically, Ye Qinghan is the most suitable person. He has a strong sense of responsibility.
But Ye Qinghan was not available, so she had to go.
Ye Qiao covered his face, looking extremely narcissistic, "Don't worry, Master. Without me, their lives would be in jeopardy. I am more reliable than Ye Qinghan."
The corner of Qin Fanfan's mouth twitched, but seeing Ye Qiao's familiar clever and mean energy, he gradually felt relieved.
The disciples and monks who came to watch were discussing the results of the distribution and the cooperation among the various sects.
"I thought it was Changming Sect 1v3. So it turns out that Changming Sect and Yueqing Sect are in love with each other?"
"So it's a fair 2v2."
"Yo yo yo, Ye Qiao took three moves for love in the front, and Song Hansheng 2v2 for love in the back? Good, good, you big sects really know how to play."
"A messy love triangle."
They knew very well the relationships between these people. These disciples were irreconcilable, openly or covertly, and would like to trample the locals under their feet if they had the chance. The sect was also full of various competitions, so how could the relationship between them be really good?
But in the world of cultivation, being a joker is very happy, and you can have sex with any man or woman you see. Anyway, the cultivation of immortals is already so long and boring, so why not allow them to make some rumors?
When Ye Qiao stood back from the team, she yawned, squatted down, and listened to the elders' instructions and lectures.
"The first lesson is to tell you not to touch anything from Penglai casually. It's easy to be contaminated by karma."
"There are also some spiritual plants that are poisonous and aggressive. Don't touch them easily."
Elder Zhao was aware of the extent to which people like Ye Qiao were so despicable, so he emphasized these two points.
It is known that Chengfeng Sect has the most spiritual weapons, followed by Changming Sect. Ye Qiao alone has several. Penglai is a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. They will automatically have a continuous influx of spiritual energy without relying on spiritual veins. This property is very similar to the situation in the East China Sea, where spiritual energy is continuously regenerated.
But the sect needs spiritual veins.
Every year, there is a battle for spiritual veins.
Mu Chongxi muttered quietly, "Why don't you let those elders fight? Whoever wins will get the spiritual vein first. We have to go back and forth every day."
Think about it, a scene of a group of old men fighting should be quite interesting, right?
Xue Yu reminded: "Stop talking, Elder Zhao is glaring at you."
Mu Chongxi suddenly became as quiet as a chicken.
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