"Ah?" Ye Qiao jumped to the topic so quickly that Ming Xuan was unable to follow her train of thought for a while.
...Turning to the worst? How to tank?
Ye Qiao looked at Ming Xuan's confused expression and smiled mysteriously at him, "You'll know when the competition comes."
Ming Xuan was slightly startled. Looking at her confident look, he smiled helplessly after a long while and said, "Okay."
"Then I'll take a nap first. We'll talk later."
He has been stuck at the peak of foundation building for so many years, and it is indeed not something he can break through in a short period of time.
After comforting Mingxuan, Ye Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, returned to his residence, picked up the big pot and began to prepare pills that would be used in the competition.
Practice makes perfect. After reading so many books, although she is not a professional alchemist, she can at least be considered an amateur. She plans to practice making some spiritual pills.
In the beginning, Ye Qiao failed several times in his first attempts, but later he gradually became proficient in controlling the spiritual plants with his spiritual consciousness and the number of pill seals he could produce.
After condensing nine pill seals for the first time, Ye Qiao wanted to try and see if he could condense more this time.
She quickly made a Dan seal with her hand, and golden lines swirled around her. After a moment, she changed her gestures again, and then the tenth Dan seal popped out tremblingly. It seemed much weaker than the previous nine. Ye Qiao felt a momentary stinging pain in her consciousness, but she ignored it and calmly continued the movements in her hands. As time passed, the Dan seal gradually solidified.
Ye Qiao let out a light breath and opened the pot.
Ten strangely shaped pills lay quietly in the pot, their colors and appearances still as unsightly as ever.
She didn't plan to sell it this time, but instead bottled it for future use.
As a result of excessive consumption of her spiritual energy after the installation, Ye Qiao's nose started bleeding again. After wiping it clean, she fell into a daze and took a nap.
…
With the competition approaching, the five sects were all busy training their own disciples. It was rare that no one came to disturb them. Except for Zhou Xingyun, none of the four of them could escape the fate of attending classes.
"I heard that the new disciple of Yueqing Sect has achieved a breakthrough to the golden elixir stage." Duan Yu said calmly.
Qin Fanfan stroked his beard and got the news at the same time. He was filled with emotion: "Yes. That girl has reached the Golden Core stage at the age of sixteen. Her talent is even better than that of other disciples."
I really don't know where Yun Hen got the luck to bring back such a talented disciple from the mortal world.
Duan Yu narrowed his eyes and did not comment.
After being beaten up for more than a month, Elder Duan Yu finally let his two dearest disciples go. He even gave them a day off the night before the competition, allowing them to have fun for a day and set off for the Fu Sheng City competition the next day.
It was a rare day off, so Ye Qiao rushed down the mountain to get back the pistol he had asked his boss to make.
The shape is very special, and it must have some special materials added inside. It is different from modern pistols.
Mu Chongxi couldn't wait to try it, but due to his previous action of blowing up the sect leader, Ye Qiao didn't dare to let him play.
She explained to him, "This thing can store talismans, similar to a hidden weapon."
The Tang Sect's continuous firing of silver needles is somewhat similar to this one. When the design drawings were first given to the boss, he was always amazed at the ingenious internal design of this hidden weapon.
Ye Qiao demonstrated it to him on the spot. The talismans stored inside not only had a fast speed, but could also be fired several times in succession.
There is always a gap when the talisman practitioners throw the talisman, allowing people to dodge, but the hidden weapon in Ye Qiao's hand fired several shots in a row, and those who reacted slowly would not have time to dodge.
Mu Chongxi was silent for a moment, then spoke sincerely: "It's really unfair for you to be a sword cultivator."
It would be a shame if this brain didn't become an instrument repairman.
Ye Qiao shrugged and said, "This has nothing to do with me." He could only say that he had learned from the wisdom of his predecessors.
After trying out the hidden weapon in his hand, Ye Qiao put it away in a mustard seed bag. Several other brothers gathered together in the main hall of the main peak, not knowing what they were looking at.
Even the eldest senior brother who usually stays at home showed up.
"What are you doing?" Ye Qiao naturally leaned over to take a look.
Xue Yu held a jade slip in his hand and shook it: "You came at the right time."
"We're reading gossip."
Gossip? Whose?
Xue Yu handed the jade slip to her and motioned her to read it herself.
Ye Qiao lowered his head and fiddled with the jade slip in his hand. The similarity between it and a mobile phone is that both can be used for communication and calls. There is also a place similar to a modern forum. When you click on it, you can see messages from many cultivators.
Quite smart.
This kind of intelligent jade slip can only be purchased by wealthy cultivators. Mu Chongxi was just thinking of teaching her how to use it as a good brother, but he found that Ye Qiao opened it and checked it with her nimble fingertips, and she was so skilled that it couldn't be more skilled.
Just kidding, after so many years of using her phone, if she didn’t know how to use this thing, she could go to Zisha.
There are a wide variety of posts on the forum, but the most popular and discussed ones are the speculations about the competition among the five sects.
Post 1:
[Place your bets, place your bets, who will win this year's competition?]
Post 2: [Hey, I have the underwear of Ye Qinghan from the Sword Sect. Does anyone want it? The bid is 100 high-grade spirit stones.]
Post 3: [I heard that the Changming Sect and Yueqing Sect next door are fighting each other? ]
All kinds of gossip emerged one after another, and Ye Qiao's pupils trembled, "Is Ye Qinghan's underwear so valuable?"
Mingxuan touched his chin and said, "It seems so."
"Why don't we buy it then?"
Xue Yu couldn't figure it out: "Why did we buy his underwear?"
"You don't understand this."
Ye Qiao argued: "Not only can we sell the underwear, but when the competition comes, we can take out Ye Qinghan's underwear and cause mental pollution to Ye Qinghan and his enemies."
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