my little fairy

Chapter 9

On the first day of the Immortal Cultivation Conference, all the disciples who came to participate were randomly matched, and as expected, all nine disciples from Yunfeng Mountain advanced to the next day's competition.The Immortal Cultivation Conference officially started, and Qin Fei also wanted to participate, but she went to Qinghe whenever she was free, regardless of the difference between men and women.

The competition on the first day was nothing to the few of them, but for the performance of the next few days, they still went to bed early, this night Ye Qinghe decided not to look at Qingyu lying beside him, so as not to think wildly, Keeping the rigid posture of looking at the nose with the eyes and looking at the heart with the nose, I don't know when I fell asleep.

In his sleep, he took a small boat and didn't know where he was going.A small island looms in the white mist, the island is full of peach blossoms, the breeze blows, and the petals fall with the wind, just like a fairyland, Qinghe saw a man in white shirt standing under the tree, sniffing the fragrance of flowers there.

"Whose girl is that?"

Qing He tried his best to row the boat to the edge of the island, but he couldn't move. When he looked up again, there was no island, and there was no girl in white. He woke up from the dream, only felt his left shoulder was a little numb, and he couldn't move. .

"Blue Feather!"

Qing He realized that he did not know when he hugged Qing Yu into his arms, his right hand was still on his waist, no wonder he couldn't move, Qing Yu was sleeping soundly on his shoulder.

How could I get into someone else's bed and hold him in my arms!If this is seen by other people, Qing He moved his arms quietly, released his numb shoulders, and slowly moved back to his bed, why can't he fall asleep now.

For a few days after that, they all successfully advanced to the next round of competition, but at night, Qing He didn't say anything and slept beside Qing Yu. He just separated the three of them from Chen Ci. The nineteenth brother did something out of the ordinary.

On the day of the final competition, a total of [-] disciples of cultivators were selected, and on this day the top three will be determined from among the [-] of them.All the nine disciples of Yunfeng Mountain were selected, which also aroused discussions among the immortals who came to participate in the Immortal Cultivation Conference.

"I heard that all the disciples of Yunfeng Mountain have been selected."

"you do not say."

"The momentum of Yunfeng Mountain has been very prosperous in recent years."

"Hey, if Mingling Mountain hadn't been wiped out more than ten years ago, the top three in the past few years might all be disciples of Mingling Mountain, how could it be Yunfeng Mountain's turn?"

"It's a pity, but Mingling Mountain is such a big sect, why was it exterminated?"

"I don't know, I heard that it was the demons who held grudges against the two immortals who had ascended from Mingling Mountain before, so they slaughtered Mingling Mountain."

Everyone was chatting with each other one by one, Qing Yu just heard it, and her heart became heavy. The original Mingling Mountain no longer exists, and now the trauma of more than ten years ago on Mingling Mountain has not receded, and there is no blade of grass. .

"Everyone, thank you all for traveling so far to Xiaoyaomen to participate in this immortal cultivation conference. Please invite the selected [-] immortal cultivators to enter the tempering mood to decide who is superior. Now I announce the start of the competition."

Master Qin of the Xiaoyao Sect announced the start of the competition on the high platform, and all the disciples of the cultivators entered the state of tempering. This is the magic technique passed down from Mingling Mountain a hundred years ago.Before they knew it, it was time for them to go in for three incense sticks.

Time passed bit by bit, the competition was not over yet, and people outside the artistic conception could not see the result, sitting on the observation platform, drinking, chatting and tasting all kinds of delicacies provided by Xiaoyaomen.

"Guess who Yijia is this time?"

"Do you still need to guess? It must be Mu Xingzhi, the son of the head of Yunfeng Mountain."

"That's right, he has been in the first place for several years in a row."

"Maybe which disciple will stand out this time?"

"Which one? Anyway, my family definitely doesn't have one, hahaha"

While everyone was chatting, the competition ended quietly. After those disciples came out, the training mood was closed, and they were waiting for the master of Xiaoyaomen to announce the final result.

"Ten Jia, Lingxi Mountain Xia Yunjia"

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"Liujia, Yunfeng mountain forest should be it"

"Big brother! I'm in Liujia this time!" Yingzhi hurriedly walked towards Mu Xingzhi when he heard his ranking

"Ah, very good."

"Wujia, Ye Qinghe in Yunfeng Mountain"

"Hey, Yingzhi, I'm slightly better than you this time." Hearing his ranking, Qing He quickly showed off to Yingzhi, but Yingzhi rolled his eyes in exchange.

"It seems that this time Yunfeng Mountain has three people in the top ten again."

"This time Yijia is Mu Xingzhi again."

Such a ranking is not surprising to other fairy sects. Yunfeng Mountain has always been among the top ten places for the three of them since a few years ago, and Mu Xingzhi also occupies the first place every year.

"Second Jia, how come?"

Seeing Erjia's name, Sect Leader Qin deeply suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes, and this pause made his subordinates start whispering again.

"What's the matter? Who is Erjia?"

"It hasn't been announced yet"

"Looking at Sect Master Qin's appearance, I am very surprised."

After all, Sect Leader Qin is someone who has seen the world, so he quickly tidied himself up and announced again.

"Erjia, Yunfeng Mountain... Mu Xingzhi"

Not surprisingly, this result threw a thunderbolt to the cultivators who came.

"Did I hear you right, Mu Xingzhi?"

"Mu Xingzhi? Erjia is Mu Xingzhi? How is that possible?"

"Mu Xingzhi is actually the second best, so who is the first best?"

Many immortal cultivators were discussing loudly there, and they couldn't believe their ears. Only the disciples of Yunfeng Mountain knew it, and they had already guessed the result.

"Cough cough, everyone be quiet."

Sect Master Qin stopped the discussion in good time, and everyone pricked up their ears, not wanting to miss Yijia's name this time.

"Yijia... Yunfeng Mountain... Mo Qingyu"

"Yunfeng Mountain?"

"Mo Qingyu?"

"Qingyu, congratulations." Ye Qinghe ignored other people's discussions, and immediately congratulated Qingyu.

"Thank you brother"

"Wow! Qingyu, you can do it!"

"Chen Ci, you didn't make it into the top ten, so you can't improve a bit with your cultivation?" Ye Qinghe still couldn't avoid hurting Chen Ci.

After this competition, Qingyu's name has been widely spread in the world of cultivating immortals. Everyone knows that the head of Yunfeng Mountain's Changjun rescued a young man with excellent aptitude on his way back to the mountain, and this young man participated in cultivating immortals for the first time The conference achieved a first-class result.Everyone who came here was discussing Yunfeng Mountain and Mo Qingyu, only a black corner of the clothes flashed in an inconspicuous corner, "Mo Qingyu? Could it be..."