I saved the whole sect by playing badly

"What is Tianpin?"

Mu Chongxi and Ye Qiao looked at each other in surprise.

At the beginning of the third scene of the secret realm, I vaguely heard Si Miaoyan mention it, which seemed to be above the best.

Regarding Ye Qiao's spiritual root, there are different opinions from the outside world, but they are all guessing that it is either the top grade or the best grade. If the Chang Mingzong gang finds out that it is a heavenly grade, they will probably laugh like crazy.

Some elders of the five sects only recognize spiritual roots but not human beings, such as that old guy Yun Hen, facing Ye Qiao's special ability of three cultivations, he just kept talking about the level of spiritual roots, and looked at him with contempt, revealing his disapproval. Disciples with low spiritual roots are looked down upon.

It's annoying to listen to.

"Isn't she the best?" At the beginning, the elder and Qin Fanfan were guessing and guessing, but none of them got it right.

"Not necessarily." The old man pointed to Ye Qiao's chest, "The heavenly grade above the natural sword bone, it is reasonable to say that the characteristics should be obvious, but your spiritual root looks very weak."

He didn't think about this little girl at the beginning, and her spirit root was too insignificant. It would be better than her appearance to pull any talent on the scene. If it wasn't for Ye Qiao who could see herself, he would have suspected something was wrong. up.

Ye Qiao touched the spiritual root in her body, indeed, the spiritual root in her body has always been small.

"I'm Lei Lingen." Ye Qiao remembered that at first it seemed that the spirit root was smaller than it is now. At that time, after the two thunders fell, it grew a little bit. Thinking of this, she thought, "He Ling Does the root grade matter?"

"Heavenly Grade Thunder Spirit Root?" The old man leaned in front of Ye Qiao, and clicked his tongue twice in surprise, "You should also be from the fifth sect, right?"

"Good heavenly spirit root, don't your elders and suzerains know your specialness?"

Ye Qiao looked confused about her situation, she shook her head, "I don't know."

The point is, the test stone can't be tested.

And the old man in front of him is a monk who failed to ascend a hundred years ago or even a thousand years ago. He is more knowledgeable than those elders. Thinking about the Heavenly Spirit Root?"

Otherwise, it doesn't make sense that the five sects don't know.

"I don't know." Ye Qiao looked like a fool who didn't know what to ask.

She came to the realm of comprehension for a whole year, and the suzerain didn't even think about the matter of the heavenly spirit root. How did she know about these things, "Senior, how can this kind of spiritual root grow?"

"As your cultivation level increases, it will also grow. If you can't handle it, you can strike a few more times with the thunder in the future, which will also benefit the growth rate of the root of the sky."

"Okay." Ye Qiao felt a toothache when he thought of the momentum of the rolling thunder, "I understand."

It's just to let her be struck by lightning more often if she has nothing to do, right?

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With the passage of time, the external scene has also undergone earth-shaking changes.

Xue Yu and Zhou Xingyun were guarding the unconscious person together outside. The moment they passed out, several strange breaths came from their backs. Zhou Xingyun quickly grabbed the two unconscious juniors and younger sisters and dodged to the back.

The dark ghostly aura formed a few skulls, interspersed with a few sneers, lingering in the ears repeatedly, extremely eerie.

Zhou Xingyun squinted his eyes, and said softly, "It's such an ugly smile."

"My evaluation is not as good as Ming Xuan and Ye Qiao." Xue Yu said.

But after all, at the moment when the iconic ghostly aura struck, Zhou Xingyun and Xue Yu looked at each other tacitly, picked up their unconscious juniors and juniors, and quickly retreated.

Just kidding, ghost qi is easier to distinguish than aura and devil qi, and there is no one else who has this characteristic in the Song Mansion except the ghost cultivator.

The skinny woman watched this scene coldly in the dark. She was wrapped in black clothes, and she was full of eerie aura. She lowered her head and patted the boy's head, and said lightly, "Xiao Qi."

"field."

The ghost cultivator originally didn't intend to show up, she wanted to wait for these obtrusive monks to leave before doing anything, but now, by coincidence, so many sword cultivators are unconscious, and with the ghost baby in hand, she is confident enough to get rid of them .

If so many golden core stages are swallowed up, even monks in the late Yuanying stage will not be able to prove it.

……

In the Inheritance Land, after Ye Qiao inquired about all the news about Tianlinggen, she tactfully shut up, and was going to ask Master and the others to investigate carefully after returning to the sect.

"Are you done asking? I'll give the sword formula and inheritance to this kid." He pointed to Mu Chongxi. No matter how few heavenly roots there are, in the eyes of sword cultivators, they are not as rare as natural sword bones.

"The question is over." Ye Qiao nodded, since she was introduced, she could vaguely sense that the goal of this senior from the beginning to the end was her fourth senior brother.

Mu Chongxi leaned close to her ear, and said mysteriously: "You have a photographic memory. When I learn to demonstrate it to you, we will practice together in class."

They're all brothers, so let's learn from each other.

Ye Qiao gave a thumbs up: "If you are rich, don't forget each other."

"What are you two muttering about?"

The old man waved his hand and motioned for Mu Chongxi to come quickly. He came to find someone to give away the inheritance, not to bring a group of swordsmen to a meeting. "The rest of you go out, you have nothing to do here."

He waved his hand, and when Ye Qiao gradually regained consciousness, she was flying wildly in mid-air. She lowered her head and found herself being carried around by Zhou Xingyun like a chicken.

She looked dazed for a moment: "Elder brother."

Zhou Xingyun: "Wake up."

Ye Qiao touched her face and said sincerely: "The wind is like stepmother's big ear blower. It slaps my face coldly. It's hard not to wake up."

Almost everyone present was awake, and the only one who was not awake was the fourth senior brother who was accepting the inheritance.

"Is this the domain?" She vaguely felt a little familiar, Ye Qiao had come in twice in total, one time was a stranger and the other time was acquaintance, now she is very familiar.

"How did you come in?" Was dragged in by Xiao Qi?

In fact, so many monks were pulled into the field, but Xue Yu and Zhou Xingyun were the fastest to be arrested. They didn't know what they did wrong, and the ghost baby was relentlessly chasing them.

In desperation, Zhou Xingyun threw Duanchen out with a sword, but he missed, and made Duanchen very angry, no matter what Zhou Xingyun called it, it refused to move again.

Zhou Xingyun clicked his tongue lightly and said, "If I had a sword in my hand just now, we would definitely be able to..."

Xue Yu looked forward to it: "Escape from birth."

Zhou Xingyun paused for a moment, "I'll die later."

Once the domain is unfolded, even if he has a sword in his hand, it won't help. What's more, there is a ghost cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage watching over him. With the tacit cooperation of the mother and son, it's no wonder that even the Song family can't do anything about them.

"Didn't you hear that the ghost cultivator is very deep and vigilant?" Xue Yu couldn't figure out why the ghost cultivator showed up as soon as they came.

He also chased them like a mad dog, unable to get rid of them.

Ye Qiao paused, she didn't expect their reaction to be so strong, the Ghost Cultivator Society appeared in her expectation, whose son could still sit still if his heart changed, she silently swallowed the sentence "Isn't that a good thing?" down.

Because she could clearly feel the anger of the people around her.

A cultivator from the Song family resisted the urge to swear, "I really want to know, which genius did it? If he can come up, he will make the ghost cultivator angry."

Not only him, but other people present also wanted to question.

Who the fuck is so hung up.

The culprit Ye Qiao: "..."

Outside the domain, the woman frantically started to catch those monks at the Golden Core Stage, ready to eat them all, "You dare to show up in front of me if you spoil my good deeds."

Just tonight, Guixiu suddenly found out that the little ghost he raised with one hand suddenly wanted to get rid of him, saying that he had found a new mother, which made Guixiu so angry that he wanted to die, and started attacking these female monks indiscriminately.

She waved her hand, and a few strands of black mist diffused, like chains tightly wrapped around Yun Que's body, tightened a little bit, because of suffocation, the girl's face flushed, and she asked for help: "Brother."

Song Hansheng looked back to see this scene, his eyebrows were slightly cold, and the attacking talisman with his fingertips followed closely, as fast as lightning, he cut off the chain and rescued Yun Que.

It's not that he loves the same family so much, he died in the mansion personally, and the Song family is not easy to explain to the outside world.

"You are that evil spirit who does all kinds of evil." Song Hansheng pinched the amulet with his fingertips, his eyes were cold, "you dare to come out when you hurt people's lives."

Guixiu took a sneaky look at Song Hansheng, originally he didn't want to talk to Song Hansheng, the young master of the Song family, killing him would anger those old things, but who told him to save others.

"Xiaoqi." She said indifferently.

The boy glanced at her, and then, the field quietly extended to his feet, and the two fell into the pitch-black field at the same time.

A few babies' cries sounded, and Song Han's back felt cold, and when he turned his head, he was concentrated by a ghostly aura.

He spat out a mouthful of blood in embarrassment, and was about to curse when he heard a familiar voice.

"Yo. Come in."

He looked up, and saw Xue Yu and Zhou Xingyun leaning back together, holding a defensive magic weapon in their hands, turned his head and glanced, and said in a flat tone, "Welcome to our big family."

"..."

Song Hansheng just wanted to scold people at the moment, he didn't understand, it had been calm for a few days before, what went wrong in the link that caused the ghost cultivator to go berserk.

"Where are those great powers from the Nascent Soul stage of your Song family?" Xue Yu stepped on the breeze lightly, dragging Mu Chongxi who was still unconscious with one hand, dodging the ghost attack coming from inside, without turning his head He asked eagerly, "Let them come out to save people."

Song Han suppressed the blood that was churning in his chest, and said coldly, "Chuan Yujian notified, but it will take time."

The domain is completely the domain of ghost cultivators. The continuous attacks, as well as the spooky hands stretched out from the ground from time to time, made the group of people tense up, as if they were facing an enemy.

But at this time, no one dared to act rashly.

They couldn't fight in the first place, so they could only try to delay the time. It wouldn't do them any good to anger the ghost cultivators.

"Fellow daoists." Just as a group of people were trying their best to delay the time to wait for reinforcements, the sword cultivators who had accepted Ye Qiao's reward order before and were later limp after being fooled opened their microphones to speak.

"She dares to be arrogant even with a mere Nascent Soul. With so many of us, are we still afraid that she won't succeed?"

Dozens of golden core stages, and there are still personal heirs.

After speaking, the man did not forget to glance at Mingxuan, placing deep trust in him.

What, didn't you see that the big ghost cultivators didn't say a word?

Even a small soldier dares to fight with an axe.

Yes, Xiaobing, in their eyes, the Nascent Soul Stage is just a small soldier. In the field, only the ghost infant is the real boss.

"No." Xue Yu was in a daze, "Why do they dare to look down on the Nascent Soul Stage?"

In the Nascent Soul stage, there is still a domain in hand, and a dozen golden elixirs are not enough to see.

Mingxuan was silent, why.

Because that was the confidence Ye Qiao gave them.

"Hey, hey, hey." A crisp female voice sounded, Ye Qiao put her hands behind her back, and said with a smile, "Is everyone playing?"

"Take me one." The tone was extremely frivolous.

Anyone who is not blind can hear the provocative meaning between the lines.

Ghost Xiu's brows turned cold, and the sense of oppression in the field became even stronger. Some people with poor cultivation were suppressed and almost knelt down. For example, Yun Que, if it wasn't for Song Han's protection, she would definitely be the one who screamed the most.

"She was joking." Xue Yu pulled Ye Qiao back to hide, and pressed her head, "I'll hold a meeting for her."

Song Hansheng: "..." Damn it's about this time, you all don't forget the meeting, right?

With so many golden elixirs present in the field, Xue Yu really couldn't do much with one elixir.

He pulled Ye Qiao: "Don't make trouble with Junior Sister."

"I know you want to complete the task, but don't rush to complete it."

The young man's voice was clear, and he pursed his lips, "You know that ghost cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage, and you don't know the specific situation above the Nascent Soul Stage."

"Mother and son, one has its own domain, and the other is in the Nascent Soul stage. Killing us is like killing chickens."

It was rare for Zhou Xingyun to agree. Although he provoked the other party at the beginning, it did not prevent him from turning into a senior brother at this time to give a lecture from his senior brother: "He who knows the current affairs is a hero."

That ghost cultivator wanted to catch a turtle in a jar and swallow so many golden elixir stages in one go, but in Ye Qiao's eyes, it was obvious that the other party was the turtle.

During the chat, several talisman arrays were broken one after another. Song Hansheng's face was slightly pale. The talisman array he set up was ruthlessly crushed a second before it was built. .

Ye Qiao watched countless swords and swords flickering, so she threw a few talismans out, and also stepped forward to test the opponent's strength, mainly because so far, no one knows the realm of that ghost cultivator.

Song Hansheng and Zhou Xingyun, who had the highest cultivation bases, were only in the late stage of Jindan, so they couldn't see through each other's depth.

After more than a dozen rounds of fighting, Ye Qiao felt a little uncomfortable being suppressed by the Nascent Soul Stage, suppressed her blood energy, and asked in a low voice, "Did you get any cultivation?"

She was evaluating whether these people plus the ghost baby could beat them.

If she can't beat her, Ye Qiao can only find a way to delay her time and trap her in the field.

"National Infant Middle Stage." Zhou Xingyun raised his hand, cutting off the ghostly hands on the ground, "In the domain, we are all no match."

"If you get rid of that brat, you can give it a try."

Get rid of?

After saying this, Ye Qiao could keenly sense that her cheap son's mood had darkened.

"Oh." She looked at the nervous crowd and fell silent for a while, "It's okay, that ghost baby is not justified."

"It doesn't matter if you say it doesn't matter." A monk was already anxious, and said, "Who do you think you are?"

Ye Qiao ignored him, looked at the inconspicuous little boy hiding behind Guixiu, and waved, "Xiao Qi."

"come over."

Under everyone's gaze, the boy was stunned for a moment, and immediately jumped over, kissed her affectionately, and said in a childish voice, "Mother~"

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