The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

The hurricane dissipated and Jiang Yuqing fell from the sky. After all, he was a direct disciple, so his reaction speed was still high.

Jiang Yuqing turned his spiritual power in the semi-air conditioner, turned around and landed on the ground. His movements were light and graceful. If it weren't for his disheveled hair and torn clothes, it would be somewhat entertaining.

But all the disciples' eyes were now on Ming Fan, and no one was in the mood to look at him indifferently.

Ming Fan smiled brightly at everyone, his silver teeth dazzling: "Keep a low profile, everyone, don't be obsessed with me."

Jiang Yuqing's face was so angry!

If he hadn't underestimated the enemy for a moment, how could he have let her take advantage of it.

Ming Fan glanced at him coldly and saw no regrets on his face. Was he trying to deny his fault?

"Ahem, this...Senior Brother Jiang, I know that ten thousand spirit stones are not something you can come up with at once." Ming Fan said understandingly.

Everyone expressed their understanding. After all, they were all from the same sect, and it was just a small competition. There was no need to make it so ugly.

Just when they all thought that she would eventually write it off graciously, Ming Fan changed the topic: "So, let's write an IOU first. Not one of the ten thousand spirit stones should be left behind~"

Disciples: "..." They use the heart of a gentleman to judge the belly of a villain.

Jiang Yuqing glared at her, waved his hand, and handed her the IOU.

shallow! How could there be such superficial people in the world, whose minds are full of spiritual stones.

Ming Fan happily put away the IOU. Originally, she had planned to reluctantly give him a [-]% or [-]% discount if he begged her for the sake of their friendship.

"Senior Brother Jiang, you want to leave now?" Ming Fan said with a smile on his face as Jiang Yuqing turned around and climbed down from the competition platform.

"What else do you want to do?" Jiang Yuqing stopped and frowned impatiently.

I don't know who shouted: "Hey? Before the competition, I heard that Senior Brother Jiang wanted to apologize. Is this it?"

"Ah? Would someone like Senior Brother Jiang apologize in public?" Another disciple said with doubts on his face.

As the disciples' discussion became louder and louder, Jiang Yuqing felt a little confused.

"Uh-huh, you heard it too. If you don't want to continue to embarrass yourself, apologize quickly and leave." Ming Fan secretly praised the cute disciples and pursed his lips at Jiang Yuqing.

"You!" Jiang Yuqing was annoyed.

"No, no, no one can't afford to lose, right?"

Leshan and Lu Buping had already decided the winner. At this time, he was waving his folding fan, smiling coquettishly, and winking at Mingfan.

Lin Wanshu and Xiao Yunyang finished the battle and flew over.

Seeing this, Rong Hua and Mu suddenly used their strength to defeat their opponents and came to Ming Fan's side.

Junior sister, you charge bravely, senior brothers will help you fly.

"Leshan! Okay, you guys..." Jiang Yuqing listened to the discussion below and gritted his teeth: "It's my problem, I apologize."

After saying that, he seemed to be running away and left, secretly annoyed that he had underestimated the enemy.

Ming Fan was satisfied, OMG, he earned [-] spirit stones in just one small competition.

Before they were happy for a long time, the results of the small competition came out, and the smiles on the lips of the six people in Wuwang Peak froze.

No accidents, no accidents.

There were thousands of people in the entire sect, but only six of them had neat little written examination papers.

Lei Yuansheng was furious. According to his biography, they were the only ones who were embarrassed.

After the sect's little competition, several people were thrown to Siguo Cliff.

"This?"

"This."

Mingfan came to Siguoya for the first time.

On the flat ground with ventilation on all sides, there is a stone tablet with the words "Si Guo Ya" engraved on it.

I don't understand it, but I try to understand it. Are the places of confinement so crude?

"Otherwise, why do you think we don't want to come here?" Lin Wanshu sighed.

Returning to a familiar place, a few people found a place to sit down and stared at each other.

Too boring, Ming Fan sniffed and looked at his senior brothers.

Lin Wanshu chose a corner, cleaned the surrounding area, took out a handful of seeds, and started planting flowers and grass.

Leshan placed a tortoise shell next to Lin Wanshu, with an inscrutable look on his face.

Xiao Yunyang set up an alchemy furnace on the side and made elixirs on the spot.

After glancing at He Mu and Rong Hua next to him, Ming Fan silently moved over and chose to lie down with them.

After being exposed to the wind and sun for half a month, everyone had almost forgotten that there were still a few people who had passed down Si Guo Ya.

A muffled thunder sounded in the sky, and the sky was dyed gray by thunderclouds. The dull sound seemed to be pregnant with something terrible. The clouds became thicker and thicker, gathering over Siguo Cliff.

Lei Yuansheng opened his eyes suddenly and used his spiritual consciousness to explore in the direction of Siguo Cliff.

Usually, thunder calamity will occur only when the best elixirs or magic weapons are about to be born.

Their Qingyang Sect is going to produce the best? Lei Yuansheng was shocked.

Looking in the direction of Si Guo Cliff, Lei Yuansheng's brows jumped again. What did those little brats do? !

Then he set off and rushed towards Si Guo Cliff.

At this time, Siguoya was crowded with people, and all the disciples were vying to squeeze in. They also saw Lei Jie and came to see what was going on.

After all, the Qingyang Sect is all about swordsmanship, and it is very rare to be able to induce thunder tribulations in alchemy cultivators and weapon cultivators.

"Who can make such a big noise?"

"We are all sword cultivators, so it is unusual for a thunderstorm like this to happen."

"Come on, come on, my sister is inside, I want to go in and have a look." A disciple muttered while squeezing.

"Bah, if it's your sister or my father inside, if you want to see it, go queue up at the back!"

There was another noise, and Ming Fan had no intention of paying attention to it now.

At this time, all her energy was focused on the talisman she was writing. Most of the talisman had been drawn, and the runes exuded a faint golden color.

Thinking about it further, the talisman pen seems to be imprisoned by an invisible force and cannot be pushed even half an inch.

Ming Fan made up his mind, separated part of his spiritual consciousness to wrap the spiritual pen, and injected all his spiritual power into the pen.

"The power of the apocalypse, the concentration of the talisman. Enter!" The pen relaxed, and Mingfan followed the red-clothed fairy's technique in his memory and finally completed the talisman.

At the moment when the symbol was completed, she felt that her whole body was hollowed out and she collapsed on the ground.

Leshan was stunned. Did the junior sister just draw a talisman and cause a thunder disaster?

Why does he feel that the junior sister is more like a talisman cultivator than him? It seems that she is the real one and he is a fake.

After all, he has never drawn a talisman like this that can cause thunder disaster!

Thunder clouds were rolling, and the moment the symbol was completed, Ming Fan came over to greet him with his head covered.