"Ask the Sword Sect?" Mu Chongxi looked at her incrediblely, "Are you asking the Sword Sect still want to sleep? You have to meditate before dawn and practice swords."

"At noon, I have to do practical work one-on-one at night."

"The world's number one sect, if they don't work hard, they will be surpassed."

Ye Qiao: This is too curly.

She looked at the old man from the subway, "What about Chengfeng Sect and Bishui Sect?"

Mu Chongxi counted with his fingers, "The Chengfeng Sect is all a group of shemale men. He pursued the idea that ugly things are not worthy of joining the Sect every day. He has very strict requirements on appearance."

He looked at Ye Qiao: "You are pretty good, but they only accept male disciples."

"Is this still discrimination against men and women?"

It’s all in the world of cultivation. Hello.

"That's not the case, it's just that their sect has special mental methods and female disciples are not suitable."

"As for eating, Bishui Sect doesn't eat. Most of them have elixir disciples. Because they need to prepare for a competition, it is naturally important to practice on weekdays, so it is enough to just eat fasting pills."

Ye Qiao: "..."

Is this world of cultivation crazy?

She was completely desperate and simply asked the most critical question: "So which sect can eat enough and sleep?"

When Mu Chongxi mentioned this, he became energetic: "That must be our Changmingzong, we have the best food."

"There are five steamed buns for each meal."

There are not many sects in their sect, but there are many steamed buns. Mu Chongxi, who first entered the sect, was desperate to chew steamed buns, so he instigated his second and third brothers to rebel and leave the sect together.

Ye Qiao clapped his palms and decided: "I'll go to Changmingzong."

This is not the matter of five steamed buns, mainly because she likes to go to Changming Sect like a mess... ah! The lively sect.

"When will your sect register?"

Mu Chongxi grabbed the back of his head, and vaguely remembered that when he went down the mountain, the sect leader sighed and said that today, the outer gate recruited him and hoped to pick up some good seedlings.

"today."

"It seems that the registration is over tonight."

He looked a little surprised, "Don't you know?"

The Changming Sect is one of the five major sects in the cultivation world. The outer sect recruits such a big deal, even the ignorant and ignorant cultivators should know it, right?

Ye Qiao really didn't know. She was silent for a few seconds and asked, "So when is it now."

Does she still have a chance?

Mu Chongxi suddenly reacted, and he shouted at the top of his throat: "The recruitment is about to end in half an hour. If you are slowing down, it will be too late."

The sword in his hand suddenly became bigger in front of him. He stepped on it first and extended his hand to Ye Qiao:

“Come up.”

Those who can control swords must have their cultivation level above foundation building.

But the boy in front of him looked about the same age as him, and he had already built a foundation.

She was not pretentious and reached out and was pulled on the sword by him.

The long sword floated in the air and then fled into the sky. Ye Qiao successfully experienced the feeling of ascension. The surrounding scenery could not be seen clearly, and the fastest people were dizzy.

Mu Chongxi was going to return to the sect before closing the door, otherwise he would be beaten by Elder Zhao. It was too late, so he hurriedly activated the sword technique and accelerated again.

Ye Qiao was a little afraid of heights, fearing that he would fall down, so he grabbed Mu Chongxi's hair and successfully cracked: "Ahhh, do you have a driver's license?"

She was almost vomited.

Mu Chongxi screamed in pain, "Don't pull my hair."

When the two of them pulled this, the sword body was a little unstable and began to sway. At this moment, a flying boat sailed over.

"Damn it, hide quickly!!"

...

Changmingzong.

"It's over half an hour away." The young man sighed lightly, "Where can you go to find a genius, Elder Zhao."

"Whoever has better qualifications this year will not go to other sects this year?"

The Changmingzong has been at the bottom of the competition for a hundred years, and its resources cannot keep up, so naturally the disciples they received are all of the mediocre qualifications.

But there is nothing to choose. Once a ten-year election, you have to change your blood.

Elder Zhao didn't have any hope, but he saw that the competition was less than a year away, so he wanted to come to the outer sect to try his luck, and what if he could find some outstanding talents.

"Mu Chongxi hasn't come back yet?"

The boy shook his head, "He's going to the black market again."

"I don't do my job all day long." Elder Zhao snorted coldly. It would be easier to expect them to win next year's sect competition than to expect a good seedling to fall from the sky.

Seeing that the sky was getting darker and the disciples who had not yet signed up, Elder Zhao waved his hand and was about to take these outer sects back home, the young man suddenly said, "Elder, it seems that something has fallen from the sky?"

Elder Zhao: "Ah?"

He was slightly confused, and the next second he saw two people falling from the sky, accompanied by screams and slaps.

The weightlessness made Ye Qiao turn quickly when he was about to reach the ground, and then land handsomely.

Mu Chongxi also adjusted his posture one second before landing.

The two of them landed too much and successfully smashed a big hole in the ground.

Mu Chongxi slowly stood up from the pit, and he was immersed in the mood just now and was a little excited: "Damn it, it's so exciting. Have you seen my handsome posture just now? How about I named it Golden Rooster Independent?"

Ye Qiao was very supportive: "It's amazing~"

The two crawled out of the pit one after another, but looked up and met the death gaze of an old man with fairy style and Taoist bones.

Elder Zhao looked at the human-shaped pit on the ground, his heart rate increased. He pointed at the hands of the two of them and trembled slightly, and he was furious: "Who asked you to smash the back mountain? Do you know how expensive it is to repair the ground?"

Ye Qiao hesitated for a moment: "...Then I will fill the pit for you?"

Mu Chongxi and Ye Qiao were holding each other's arms, "It's okay, it's just a pit. Elder Zhao is not such a stingy person."

Elder Zhao took a deep breath, not wanting to see Mu Chongxi's terrible thing, and asked Ye Qiao, "What are you doing here?"

Ye Qiao said sincerely: "I want to join Changmingzong."

Elder Zhao: "..." I think you are deliberately angering me.

A group of newly registered outer disciples looked at Ye Qiao in awe.

It's awesome.

Among the five major sects, there are thousands of new disciples in the outer sect.

How difficult is it to be remembered by the inner elders among more than a thousand people?

But Ye Qiao did it.

On the first day of the freshman's registration, he quickly became famous in such a way that he was far ahead, and at the same time, Elder Zhao deeply remembered Ye Qiao's name.

The boy who hadn't spoken around him couldn't help but smile. Where did this treasure come from?

Fearing that Elder Zhao would be angry, he restrained his expression of watching the show, showed a gentle smile, glanced at Ye Qiao: "Name."

"Ye Qiao."

The boy nodded and carved her name into the white jade pendant, "Take it and take the talent test in a month."

Ye Qiao thanked her. She had never had time to observe the architecture in the cultivation world in Yueqing Sect before. Perhaps the designer's faults were left behind. After observing for a while, she sighed: "You are so beautiful here."

No matter whether you look horizontally or vertically or from the perspective of human development, you can find no fault.

"My name is Xue Yan." Seeing that she was very interesting, Xue Yan smiled slightly: "One of the personal biography of Changming Sect."

Ye Qiao was slightly stunned.

...Xue Yan?

Isn’t that the warm-hearted man’s spare tire in the novel?

She didn't respond for a long time, and Xue Yu didn't care. He curled his smile and glanced at his junior brother, "Where did you pick up the disciple?"

Mu Chongxi didn't hear his jokes and scratched the back of his head, "I met it from the black market. She said she wanted to come to our Changmingzong, so I'll bring her here."

The boy was silent for a few seconds, looked at Ye Qiao, and then sent a voice in his heart: "Are you sure that someone has not been used?"

How conspicuous the robe that Mu Chongxi personally told him.

Although he was unwilling to use malicious intentions to guess a little girl, how could he know that she had targeted Mu Chongxi's personal identity and used him, the silly young master?

Mu Chongxi was dissatisfied: "You are mentally dark, and you think others are as dark as you?"

Xue Yan: "..." This hammer.
To be continued...