“???” Ye Qiao looked at him and motioned for her to come over, and walked over immediately.
Do you want to give yourself a golden finger?
Ye Qiao thought that it shouldn't happen. The cultivation world seemed to follow the principle that a tall building starts from the ground, and one can only rely on oneself. If she had a backer, would she need to rely on herself?
Many disciples from great families have their own inheritance and skills since childhood. Some of them are simply unheard of for people who have never come into contact with great families.
Drawing talismans in the air, if Song Hansheng hadn't demonstrated it, she wouldn't have known there was such a method.
"Want something good?" The ancestor looked at her with a smile.
Ye Qiao nodded quickly.
The Grand Master thought for a moment. He had nothing to give to Ye Qiao. After all, he was not the old man with a golden finger in the storybooks. He did not expect that the one who found the mark was such a young disciple. He did not even think of preparing any gifts. He could only say, "How about I show you my sword skills?"
Ye Qiao was silent for a few seconds and answered truthfully: "I already know the five moves of Qingfeng Jue." It seemed that the ancestor in front of him was using Qingfeng Jue to deliver that earth-shattering sword move.
But people are different, Ye Qiao is very self-aware, she is not the master. Even if she is shown once, she can't use that amazing sword.
The Grand Master stared at her for a moment without saying a word, and then he spoke more slowly, "Child, are you someone that the sect has high hopes for?"
"Count as such?" Ye Qiao hesitated, not understanding what the other party meant.
In fact, which disciple is not placed with high hopes?
"Since you know all five styles, practice them repeatedly." He reminded, "Sometimes, if you only focus on learning one sword style, you can also achieve amazing results."
The senior brother was the most proficient in the Five Styles Sword Technique. She and Mu Chongxi only learned it slowly later, so it’s hard to say whether they were proficient in it.
"I understand." Ye Qiao agreed, thinking about practicing the Qingfeng Jue repeatedly when the time comes.
So, it turned out that you couldn't expect the Grandmaster to give you anything useful. Ye Qiao waited for a long time but got nothing. She was completely discouraged and slowly said, "Grandmaster, I won't call you Grandmaster this time."
"Why?" The Grand Master smiled and asked in a good-tempered manner.
"Because I was severely traumatized."
The Grand Master was rarely silent.
Who taught this kid to be this stupid?
The Qing Feng Jue can be regarded as a classic of the Chang Ming Sect, but the one who can bring the Qing Feng Jue to its fullest potential is the ancestor in front of him.
This sword is a masterpiece.
"It was probably after you that Changming Sect's sword cultivators became known to the world." Ye Qiao finally understood why people always admired sword cultivators. She was a little absorbed in what she said, her voice brisk, "That sword strike back then has since become the last sound."
Since the death of this ancestor, Changming Sect has not produced any sword practitioners, and has been ruled by the Wenjian Sect for hundreds of years.
Early sword practitioners basically ignore the Changming Sect.
He thought for a moment, "Do you all think so?"
As soon as Ye Qiao nodded, the Grandmaster touched her forehead with his fingertips without any warning. A streak of light sank into her brows. Ye Qiao was a little confused, but she quickly reacted and closed her eyes. Immediately, a person with an unfamiliar face appeared in front of her.
She slowly realized that perhaps the Grandmaster wanted her to see the other party swinging the sword.
However, to her surprise, when the Grandmaster swung the sword, there was nothing thrilling or fancy. With just one sword, the bright light in an instant seemed to be frozen in the eternal daylight.
The Demon Abyss was also born at that moment.
Hearing and seeing are two different things. Ye Qiao was unable to come back to her senses for a long time. When she opened her eyes, she heard the gentle voice of the Grandmaster, "No sword move can be called the ultimate one."
"That only means that no one has achieved it since me, but there will always be successors."
"Then I thought, why can't it be you?"
The Grandmaster's voice was gentle, mixed with the care and encouragement from an elder to a younger generation.
Ye Qiao was really touched: "So the sword you held at that time was really not a flying fairy?"
She recalled again and again, the ancestor was holding a silver sword, a bit like Duanchen? It turned out that he was not a flying fairy at all.
"It's not true." He laughed, and continued to give her some advice, "When you have time, you can go back to the sect and think carefully about the use of Qingfeng Jue. As for the problem with the demon pill just now, if the demon pill in your hand is above the Nascent Soul stage, it's best not to use it to refine weapons. You can try to let the demon beast transform and decompose it, and then absorb the demon energy in the demon pill."
"Spiritual energy cannot melt it."
KFC also tried to burn the demon pill, but there was no reaction.
Can it only be melted with the help of monsters?
Ye Qiao thought about the monsters of the demon clan and finally crossed them out from the options. The monsters had no intelligence at all. It would be more practical to target the intelligent monster kings instead of relying on them to transform demon pills.
"I understand." Ye Qiao pounded her fist on her palm, determined to continue to harm those demon kings. She waved her hand and said happily: "Then goodbye, Grandmaster."
The Grand Master looked at her and felt that this disciple was really pragmatic and had no intention of continuing to exchange pleasantries with him.
The figure of the founder slowly disappeared. The library had been turned upside down after searching for books for several days. Ye Qiao was too lazy to clean up, so he took the books left by the founder and prepared to go back and study them slowly.
Before being taken into the domain, Lueying asked her excitedly, "Qiaoqiaoqiaoqiao~ When the time comes to use the sword, can you use me?"
"Pick me, pick me."
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