I saved the whole sect by playing badly

After leaving the main peak, the loveless Ye Qiao lying on the couch couldn't figure out how things had developed to this point.

In-person, inner door, outer door.

The most personal disciple has a heavy task. Besides participating in the big competition, he also has to attend class training together. According to Mu Chongxi, there is also an inner sect elder who personally trains his reaction speed, and he has to be beaten in class every day.

At that time, Ye Qiao had hypocritically sympathized with him, but she never thought it would be her turn now.

When she learned that Ye Qiao was moving to live in the main peak, nothing shocked her more than the outer disciples she knew.

Ye Qiao became a personal heir?Who gave her the back door?

"She was inferior to me in class before." Some murmured unconvinced.

"Yes."

"The talent is not high, and the test results are also poor. Even if you want to choose a personal pass, you should choose it from the inner sect."

"Isn't Senior Sister Ning more suitable than her?"

Ning Qing is an inner disciple of the Changming Sect, with a top-grade fire spirit root, who established a foundation at the age of 16, and is a young genius with good talent even in the Dazong Sect.

She originally thought that the quota for the fifth direct disciple was already guaranteed, but she never expected to kill an outer disciple halfway through.

It's fine if the other party is better than her.

Ning Qing, a student, only found out that she was not only poor in talent, but also her monthly assessment results were mediocre to the extreme.

How can such a person become a personal heir?

Du Chun helped her pack her things in the yard. The two had known each other for two months and got along well. When he first heard that she was leaving, he was still very reluctant.

"You can do it, kid." He patted her on the shoulder, "You can become a direct disciple without saying a word."

That is the status that many people dream of.

Ye Qiao, however, had her face on her shoulders, as if her parents had died.

Du Chun hated iron but said: "Smile, what's a downcast face?"

Ye Qiao smiled bitterly.

Du Chun: "..." Got it.

Still stop laughing.

He helped her tidy up the things in the yard. Ye Qiao's life was very poor. Except for the broken sword, she put the spirit stone in a mustard bag and pasted four talismans on the wall. I don't know what they were used for.

Ye Qiao took a deep breath and cheered herself up. She tore off the talisman and called Du Chun to stop.

"Wait a minute." She thought that she would not be able to descend from the main peak in a short time. After all, there are more than 900 stone steps, and just thinking about it makes her legs go weak.

Facing Du Chun's incomprehensible gaze, Ye Qiao buried her head in searching in the mustard bag.

She didn't fall asleep the whole night of sadness last night, and drew dozens of talismans overnight.

"This is the spirit-gathering talisman." Ye Qiao told him exactly where to stick it. "At that time, you can practice while lying down at night."

Du Chun looked suspiciously at the talismans in his hand: "Really?"

It's not that he doesn't trust Ye Qiao, he can practice just lying down, does such a good thing really exist?

Ye Qiao said, "You can try it. I used it before."

After simply packing up her things, Ye Qiao stepped on her pack and was ready to go on the road.

As a result, just after leaving the courtyard, the snow-white sword light pointed directly at her, Ye Qiao raised her head calmly, and looked coldly at the last girl.

Ye Qiao sighed, and tentatively pushed the sword away, "Senior sister, please speak up if you have something to say, Changmingzong forbids drawing the sword."

Ning Qing's expression became even colder at her calm attitude.

After she inquired about Ye Qiao's residence early this morning, she came over aggressively and killed her.

"Why do you have a personal biography." Ning Qing stared at her viciously, "Just because you have a good relationship with Senior Brother Mu?"

"Otherwise, why would you, a trash with middle-grade spiritual roots, be able to live in the main peak and practice with Senior Brother Mingxuan?"

Stared at by her jealous eyes, Ye Qiao murmured: "You have no idea how much I envy you."

Ning Qing: "?"

She looked at Ye Qiao's sad look, which didn't seem to be fake, and there was a big question mark on her head.

"What do you envy me? Envy that I didn't become a direct descendant?" If her sad expression was not so real, Ning Qing even suspected that she was mocking herself.

Ye Qiao was silent for a moment, then whispered: "I envy all of you on average who don't work hard."

Ning Qing: "..." Is there something wrong?

While the two were confronting each other, the young man walked into the courtyard and said, "Leave."

His tone was languid, his body was crooked, and his gray robes did not reveal the slightest trace of his personal appearance as a senior disciple.

Ye Qiao withdrew her wide-eyed and small-eyed gaze from Ning Qing, and walked to the young man's side with her little baggage.

"Eldest brother?" She called out tentatively.

She has met Xue Yuming, Xuan Mu Chongxi and the three of them, and only Zhou Xingyun has not shown up.

In the novel, the big disciple is a handsome mourner, who repeatedly jumps on the verge of death every day, and finally the gentle and kind heartthrob heroine saves him.

So far, Zhou Xingyun has also diligently joined a member of the heroine's harem.

Zhou Xingyun gave a lazy hum.

Then he looked around her calmly, stretched out his hand and patted the girl's bristling hair, and pressed her down.

Ye Qiao tilted her head in doubt, and stroked the stubborn hair on her head that stood up again.

Zhou Xingyun frowned slightly, staring at Ye Qiao's dull hair.

He reached out his hand and pressed it back for her.

Ye Qiao was thoughtful: ...She, a big brother, doesn't have obsessive-compulsive disorder, right?

……

After ascending the main peak, the abundant spiritual energy filled the whole body in an instant, and the pores of the whole body seemed to be opened. Ye Qiao let out a slight sigh of comfort. No wonder the monks in the cultivation world squeezed their heads and wanted to be a personal successor.

The aura of the main peak alone was so strong that she couldn't move away.

After Zhou Xingyun brought him to the main peak, he had already acted as a hands-off shopkeeper. He lifted the little junior sister from the sword like a chicken, walked up to Xue Yu, and threw it to the other party.

"Your little junior sister."

His voice was drawn slowly.

Turning around and leaving without hesitating, Zhou Xingyun was afraid that if he didn't leave again, he couldn't help but cut off the stupid hair on her head with a sword.

Zhou Xingyun's speed was too fast, and Ye Qiao was a little dizzy. She slowed down and was led by Xue Yu to a secluded bamboo forest.

Ye Qiao didn't know the process, so she followed Xue Yu's buttocks the whole time, and asked suspiciously from time to time: "Senior brother, does Changmingzong accept disciples, and there is no apprenticeship ceremony?"

Xue Yu paused slightly, "No."

After he finished speaking, he probably felt that he seemed too indifferent, and the young man added: "None of the four of us have done this before."

Ye Qiao was confused: "Why do other sects have them?"

She remembered that in the original book, when the heroine was accepted by Yue Qingzong as a personal heir, there was a great momentum, congratulations came from all directions, but how did they get to Changmingzong, it was so simple.

Xue Yu gave a dry cough when he heard the words, and put his fist on his lips: "Maybe it's because we don't have enough funds?"

Ye Qiao let out a dry "Oh".

To put it bluntly, it is poor.

The most profitable person in the comprehension world is Fu Xiu Danxiu.

There are very few Danxiu and Fuxiu in their sect, so naturally they are not as rich as the other sects.

Seeing her bitter expression, Xue Yu couldn't help smiling, and explained to her as he walked, "We only have two classes to attend."

"It's the mental method class and the training class."

"There will be elders teaching us in both classes..." Xue Yu glanced at Ye Qiao, knowing that she might not be able to keep up with the progress, so he calmed down, "If you can't, you can ask the elders, or Find me."

This is exactly the same as the school's rhetoric, which made Ye Qiao burst into tears.

What a crime she did.

After finally graduating from high school and leaving the prison for a few years, he entered another prison after time travel.

As soon as he entered the bamboo grove, the dense aura swept over the sky, and Ye Qiao was almost out of breath by the aura.

She finally understood why the cultivation level of her own disciple was so much better than that of ordinary people.

Just this frenzied aura, inexhaustible.

Seeing her discomfort, Xue Yu sighed softly, and threw a white jade porcelain bottle to Ye Qiao, "Swallow it, this is a solid pill, and you may feel much more comfortable later."

In the final analysis, her cultivation base is still too poor, and the purity of her spiritual root is too low to absorb too much spiritual energy.

Ye Qiao took it, slightly startled.

Although she didn't know about Danxiu, she knew about Gu Ling Dan.

The usefulness of this kind of panacea was mentioned in the original book. Cultivation requires one step at a time, one step at a time. If the foundation is not stable, the realm will go up, but it will be much weaker than those of the same realm.

Gu Ling Dan can stabilize the aura, and some people whose realm is unstable and rely on some treasures of heaven and earth can quickly lay a solid foundation after swallowing it.

Rao is a genius like Xue Yu, and he has only practiced three copies in the three years of Chang Mingzong.

In the novel, Xue Yu is a warm-hearted male spare tire character, and all the refined medicines are diligently dedicated to the heroine.

For this reason, she was taken out by the hostess as a gift, which gained a lot of limelight.

Now, does she still have a share?

Ye Qiao was somewhat flattered.

"Senior brother three." She clenched the white jade bottle tightly, pursed her lips, and said crisply when the boy tilted her head in doubt, "You are so kind."

When Xue Yu met the girl's bright eyes, he was slightly startled, and then laughed out loud.

It's so cute.

Junior sister is really polite.

It's not at all the same as Mu Chongxi's kind of stick that only knows to ask for it.

When the two walked into the training ground one after the other, they could hear Mu Chongxi's wailing and Mingxuan's gloating booing from a long distance away.

Ye Qiao was holding the Gu Ling Dan in her mouth, and in the next second, she saw a shooting star flashing across the sky, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Ye Qiao said in surprise, "What a fast birdman."

Then the 'Birdman' struggled to get up from the ground, and only then did she notice that it was not a birdman, but Mu Chongxi.

Mu Chongxi grinned and got up from the ground, shouting aggressively: "Mingxuan, do you want to fight?"

"Am I afraid of you?" Mingxuan's smile disappeared, and he picked up a few talismans in his hand.

The atmosphere became tense.

The corner of Ye Qiao's mouth twitched: "Do you all get along like this in private?"

Can't wait to give each other two knives.

Xue Yu's tone was calm, obviously not surprised by this kind of thing, "Yeah. Just wait until they finish fighting, don't worry."

Ye Qiao likes to join in the fun the most, her eyes are slightly bright, and her tone is excited: "Really!"

Fight up fight up fight up!

She hadn't seen anyone fight yet.

Xue Yu turned his head, why did he have the illusion that the junior sister was very excited?

Ye Qiao also realized that her expression was wrong, she immediately put on a distressed expression, "Really?"

Xue Yu: "..."

Don't think I can't see your eagerness if you change your expression.