I saved the whole sect by playing badly

With the photo stone, anyone who dies will die, as long as the protagonist is not himself, he is very happy to watch the show.

"I've said it all, the thunder disaster that day was very scary." Chu Xingzhi curled his lips, but he was more curious about the reactions of the monks in the city than this.

That night in Bibo City, the sky was as bright as day, and every time the thunderclouds came down, people wondered if they would die in the thunder calamity.

The demons and monsters avoided it, and the monks stood directly on the highest platform to record the shadow stone. This kind of spirit that is not afraid of death is worthy of admiration.

Xie Chuxue projected a clear image on one side of the photo stone with great interest.

Under the city wall are a group of teenagers wearing their respective imperial uniforms, as well as monks in the cultivation world waiting in battle. When Ye Qiao jumped down, everyone didn't realize it.

Almost thought she was out of her mind.

The female cultivator yelled the loudest, "Ye Qiao Ye Qiao! So handsome!"

On the other side, a group of big guys with bigger chest muscles than girls put their hands around their mouths in the shape of a trumpet, not to be outdone, and shouted: "Ah, come on! I love you, Song Hansheng."

Song Hansheng never thought that he was the one who died, and almost sprayed Su Zhuo's face sitting opposite him with a sip of sake.

Ming Xuan was also startled for a few seconds, "Hey, so it was so lively that night?"

"Why does he have so many male cultivators confessing his love?" Chu Xingzhi stood up and patted the table, and said loudly, "Aren't we good-looking?"

Forget about Ye Qiao, she was all focused on her during the whole operation, why did Song Han say that.

Song Hansheng was also annoyed, and followed closely to take the case, his voice was louder than him: "If you want, this confession is for you."

Chu Xingzhi thought of the crazy scene, and sat back as if nothing had happened, "That's not necessary."

He didn't want so many male cultivators shouting his name there.

During the projection, Ye Qiao flung upwards lightly, and the light golden pagoda magnified and fell, and the phantom of the pagoda appeared in the midair and was reflected down, even the elders as far away as five sects could see the vision at that time.

It really is the Ghost King Tower.

"Ghost King Pagoda..." Patriarch Ye felt a little unbelievable, "Is it her handwriting that the Ghost King Tower disappeared that day?"

The ghost king's tower with its own small domain is bound by rules, no matter where it is placed, it is an invincible spiritual weapon.

Not to mention they were confused, Elder Zhao didn't know when she got it.

"I forgot to ask, so the good person is you, Xiao Qiao?" Elder Zhao turned his head and forgot about it, looked at Ye Qiao, and said in a tone of voice: "You really have the dedication to do good deeds without leaving a name, Ye Ye. Alice!"

She kept silent the whole time, if she hadn't released the tower, it would still be an unsolved mystery.

Surprise them all the time.

Although sometimes it's more like a scare.

Ye Qiao was touched by Elder Zhao's words, she touched the tip of her nose, she thought for a while and replied honestly, "It's okay, is it okay, is it just so-so?"

Elder Zhao was also choked by her modesty.

He had told Ye Qiao to be humble, but it was obvious that Ye Qiao's modesty was different from normal people, the words that came out of this bastard's mouth sounded more like provocation.

Xie Chuxue suddenly took two steps back, "Wow, so you are the legendary Ye Qiao who took away the Ghost King Tower."

Ming Xuan: "That's right, she is the legendary Ye Qiao."

The two of them knew how to boo when they sang together.

Especially when most of the big and small families were invited to the banquet, Xie Chuxue winked at Ye Qiao.

He invited them by looking at the list, a large part of which was the list of people trapped in the Ghost King Tower, those aristocratic families had no problem trying to protect themselves, but they couldn't really be indifferent to the reaction of the Photo Stone.

Even if they dare not confront the Eight Great Families head-on, if there are enough people, they can force the group of old things to retreat.

Ye Qiao understood the other party's intentions at this moment, and couldn't help but sigh, "Little uncle, you are really good at calculating." Obviously it looks very serious.

"Thank you very much."

"Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times."

"Thank you very much for saving my child." Someone was excited and incoherent.

"Ye Qiao, on behalf of the monks in Bibo City, I would like to thank you. The plaque will be delivered to the gate of your Xianzong later."

"..."

The Patriarch, who was planning to raise a few teachers to question him, was forcibly squeezed into a corner by the aristocratic families who came to thank him on the spot.

But at this time, who cares.

Their faces all darkened.

Seeing this scene, the elders of the five sects backed away tacitly.

exempt.

So there is such a use for favors?

The elder of the Bishui Sect sighed inexplicably, "It's quite amazing to be able to make so many families owe favors during the experience. But this kid is really strict with his mouth."

The confrontation between the two sides inexplicably turned into a thank-you banquet.

Surrounded by the impenetrable Ye Qiao struggled out in the midst of thanking her, her clothes were almost torn, she trembled, but it was not nothing, at least her arms were stuffed a lot by those aristocratic families one's gift.

There are magic tools and elixirs, which are quite practical.

Ye Qiao, who was still reluctant at first, was already rubbing her chin and thinking, "Tell me, if I go over now, can I get back some magic tools and pills?"

Naturally, her idea of ​​making a fortune didn't come true. After Ye Qiao came out from the crowd, Mu Chongxi waved to her and signaled her junior sister to come and attend the class.

They didn't listen to the elders' lectures, and now it all depends on Xue Yu, the only one who is willing to study hard.

Mu Chongxi tossed the spirit fruit to Ye Qiao. They gnawed it thoughtfully and listened to Xue Yu's analysis. The young man drank his drink and gestured on the case table, "I don't understand the words of the dragon clan. There are many, you can go to Zangshuge, there may be records, this kind of ancient race is usually very complicated internally, living in the water."

Speaking of which, the three fire spirit root monks have already started to feel uncomfortable due to conditioned reflexes.

"There are abysses and Longxia in the dangerous places..." He whispered about the mission that was not considered a mission this time, repeating the dangerous places several times, "Since we are going to discuss cooperation, we must give enough sincerity. , first of all, respect the little prince of the Dragon Clan."

Chang Mingzong didn't have to worry about this, and they didn't have the habit of casually mocking or belittling others, mainly Wenjianzong and Yueqingzong needed to pay attention.

Mingxuan was curious: "What do the legendary dragons look like?"

There are still a lot of monks in the world of comprehension. Mysterious creatures like dragons have only seen phantoms of dragons in the place of inheritance so far. Perhaps it is the stereotype left by the place of inheritance last time, which led to no one fantasizing in the direction of people.

"What do you think of the Dragon Clan? Junior Sister?" He looked at Ye Qiao who was eating the spiritual fruit.

Ye Qiao raised her head from the fruit plate in bewilderment, feeling sincerely, "The spirit fruit is quite delicious."

In the past, there was no such treatment in Changmingzong, so the Eight Great Families put it here for the sake of face.

"..."

"Forget it." Xue Yu rolled his eyes, "Eat yours."

The celebration banquet will not be over until the evening. With so many sects from aristocratic families gathered together, it is natural that they are not allowed to leave the next day. The elders of the four sects are all left behind.

The experience of staying in Changmingzong as a group is amazing. Compared with the solemn and restrained atmosphere of Jianjianzong, Changmingzong is more casual. There are many types of venues and areas. There are special places for monks of different professions. The residence is a courtyard, and in an instant, he dreamed back to the life in dire straits when he and Chang Mingzong were only separated by a courtyard during the game.

Back at their respective residences, each sect held a meeting overnight.

The content of this rare collective meeting is mainly aimed at the Dragon Clan. To deal with this mysterious race, you must first establish a good relationship. The Dragon Clan is arrogant by nature and powerful, not to mention the little prince of the Dragon Clan.

"This time I'm not squeezing you. Really." Elder Duan was extremely sincere: "It's a negotiating task."

"There will be a team competition between the sects, which sect is the strongest, and which sect is responsible for protecting the little prince of the Dragon Clan."

"You need to go all out to get this opportunity. It's the Dragon Clan, and it makes him happy. Maybe you can ride a dragon."

The arrogant Dragon Clan never bows their heads, don't think she doesn't know, Elder Duan wants to fool them, but he doesn't take it seriously.

"A group of talisman cultivators from the Yueqing Sect is insufficient, and the Bishui Sect is even more hopeless. The same goes for the two sword cultivators of the Chengfeng Sect. Your opponent is the Swordsmanship Sect. Come on, kids."

Lying on the table with drooping eyelids, the drowsy Ye Qiao raised her voice, "The five sword masters, how should we fight?"

"That's what you need to think about."

"Aren't you all quite good at making jokes?" Duan Yu squeezed her shoulder heavily, and smiled: "Come on, the elder believes in you."

Ye Qiao: "...Hiss."

She lazily shook her hand, signaling that she knew.

The sect has issued a notice, and there is probably no other choice but to execute, and this is the venue of the Changming sect, it would be too embarrassing to lose to other sects.

Anyway, they are not the only ones who are unlucky, the other sects have also been issued an ultimatum, try to draw the Dragon Clan to their own sect.

……