It is really comfortable to be the outer door of Changming Sect.

The word "cool" was just a word she said once. On weekdays, she only needed to practice swinging the sword on time, and no one would say anything when she slept and showed off her skills all day long.

He wanted to be bad but not too bad, otherwise he would be kicked out of the Changming Sect and the loss would outweigh the gain. For this reason, Ye Qiao locked himself in a room for two full months to study the mental method of practicing breathing.

Lazy people have lazy people's way of cultivation. In the world of cultivation, the method of breathing and breathing is always the same. It is nothing more than mobilizing spiritual energy to circulate in the body. Ye Qiao tried to use a talisman to make a spirit gathering array, and the surrounding spiritual energy automatically flowed into the body, and the movement was

Not only is it fast, but you don’t have to practice exhaustingly every day.

In the past two months, she has reached the fifth level of Qi training from the third level.

Da Zong takes monthly exams once a month. Based on her years of experience being beaten by society, she has a deep understanding of the truth that the world will only remember the first and last places.

Therefore, it is impossible to count down. She accurately maintained her results at the middle level, not outstanding, and not the worst.

…

After Ye Qiao opened her eyes, she let out a breath of turbid air. Before she could clear the spiritual power in her body, she was excitedly dragged to the back mountain by Du Chun.

"Senior Brother Ming and Senior Brother Xue are coming to select inner sect disciples from our outer sect. Elder Zhao asked us to gather in the back mountain."

Ye Qiao said silently.

"Are you going to sleep again?" Du Chun looked at her listless state and didn't know what to say.

In just two months, the entire outer sect knew Ye Qiao's name.

It's not because of how talented she is and how hard she works, but because she sleeps all day and puts on a bad show.

"Yes." Ye Qiao followed the large army to the back mountain with a gloomy expression. The selection of inner disciples had nothing to do with her.

Even if you choose, you have to choose from the top ten outer sects in the assessment. She, who is among the hundreds of outsiders, can't even think about it.

But it is human nature to join in the fun. Du Chun pulled Ye Qiao and squeezed in front of the crowd, introducing her enthusiastically, "The one in front is Senior Brother Xue, and the one behind is Senior Brother Ming."

She has met Xue Yu before.

Ye Qiao's eyes fell on the young man behind him.

Mingxuan's snow-colored clothes made Mingxuan's features look particularly handsome. He held a folding fan in his hand and patted it gently, looking very coquettish.

"Is that Mingxuan?"

Du Chun nodded wildly, as if he was a crazy fan: "Handsome, there are many female cultivators in our Changming Sect who want to marry him."

Ye Qiao raised his eyebrows, "Then they might be disappointed."

"Why?"

Ye Qiao sighed casually: "Because his mood is unstable, he might go crazy one day."

Du Chun: "Stop joking."

Senior Brother Mingxuan is mentally unstable? How is that possible?

Ye Qiao shrugged. She was not joking. In the novel, Mingxuan fell into the devil's path because he could not break the mirror for many years.

Neither of them spoke loudly, but Ming Xuan, who was highly cultivated, still heard it. Originally, his attention was not on Ye Qiao's side, but the girl's next sentence of "unstable mood" made the young man suddenly narrow his eyes.

Eyes, look in her direction.

How did she know?

Xue Yu, who was next to her, also heard her words. When he saw this, he smiled in a low voice: "She is the outer door I told you not long ago."

"Isn't it interesting?"

Mingxuan tilted his head and looked at Ye Qiao: "Is that the dwarf?"

Xue Yu was helpless: "You can't talk to girls like this, second senior brother."

Mingxuan sneered, "She even cursed me for going crazy in the future, why can't I call her a dwarf?"

"No." Xue Yu shook his head. He always felt that girls were the cutest creatures in the world. If he had a junior sister, he would only give everything to him.

Mingxuan obviously didn't have the consciousness to be gentler to girls.

He was a little curious about why Ye Qiao knew that he was mentally unstable. Mingxuan traced the name with his fingertips and asked, "What kind of path does she practice?"

The elder of the outer sect looked at the words and asked, "Ye Qiao?"

He was a little confused as to why Mingxuan would notice such an inconspicuous disciple, "This kid is a swordsman. His grades are not bad at all, but he is still far behind the outstanding outer sect."

"The key is that this girl goes back to the yard to sleep after practicing her sword all day long. She doesn't know where to sleep."

The great road is clear and the road to immortality is long. How can we do it if we don’t work hard?

Mingxuan fell into deep thought.

I can’t figure out how such an unmotivated disciple knows that his mood is unstable.

Ye Qiao on the other side didn't know that someone would remember her casual words. She was wondering whether to ask Mu Chongxi to go down the mountain with her at night.

The spirit-gathering array talisman she laid out is almost used.

I have to go down the mountain to buy some talisman paper and earn some living expenses on the way.

…

After Xue Yu and Ming Xuan selected this year's inner disciples, they returned to the main peak to report to the sect leader.

The two of them bowed slightly and said, "Master."

The leader of Changming Sect is called Qin Fanfan. His name is quite cute, but he is actually a bad old man.

He paced back and forth, looking at the two disciples with an unclear look on his face, "I heard that the Yue Qing Sect recently received a direct descendant of the best water spirit root."

Ming Xuan was slightly surprised, "The best water spirit root?"

That talent is indeed extremely high.

"Yes." Qin Fanfan said quietly, "I heard that Yun Hen brought it back from the mortal world. There are only a handful of top-quality spirits, but in the end, they were kidnapped by the Yue Qing Sect.

"The Riyue Qingzong has been quite popular these days." Qin Fanfan said, glaring at these dissatisfied disciples, "When will you give me a good face?"

Xue Yu's left ear goes in and the right ear comes out.

Qin Fanfan didn't expect these disciples to do anything earth-shattering. In fact, he no longer had any hope for next year's competition.

There is no shortage of geniuses in the Chang Ming Sect. After all, those who can participate in the competition are the most talented ones in the sect.

But even if it can't compare with other sects every year, these direct disciples who participate in the competition are no more fuel-efficient than the other.

Mu Chongxi and Mingxuan usually don't deal with each other very much, and they start fighting before the game starts. When they get to the field, they can definitely predict what the outcome will be.

Not to mention Zhou Xingyun, as the one with the highest level of cultivation, he looked half-dead all day long, as if he was about to leave this beautiful world in the next second.

Xue Yu is the more normal one among the four.

"Is it so lively today?"

When they heard that Cao Cao had arrived, Mu Chongxi walked in as if he didn't recognize his relatives. When he caught a glimpse of the two senior brothers, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Master, what do you want from us?"

Qin Fanfan got angry when he mentioned this, "You bastard, can't you cause me less trouble? Tiantian and that outer disciple named Ye Qiao ran down the mountain. Is there your father or your mother down the mountain?"

Mu Chongxi shouted aggrieved: "Then no one else except Ye Qiao will play with me."

He pointed at Xue Yu and Ming Xuan, "These two bitches stay in pairs all day long. Senior Brother Zhou has been missing all day. Both the outer sect and the inner sect are afraid of my identity. Only Ye Qiao is willing to accompany me."

I’m going down the mountain.”

Sometimes Mu Chongxi feels that Ye Qiao is very strange.

Unlike people in the world of cultivation, he had no fear of his direct disciples, but he liked Ye Qiao's attitude of not caring about anyone.

After all, making friends is not like finding a servant. He doesn't want the other person to be humble to him at all times.

Qin Fanfan was choked by these questions.

He coughed dryly, not expecting that the young disciple would have such great resentment, "That's why I came to you today just to ask, do you want to find a junior sister or a junior brother?"

Now there are only nine months left before the competition, but he still can't find a suitable disciple. He thought that he might as well ask these disciples about their wishes.

"Of course she is a junior sister. Other sects have junior sisters, but our sect is just a bunch of stinky men." Mu Chongxi made a protesting voice, "Even those sword cultivators from Wenjian Sect who don't understand the style have junior sisters."

He wants a junior sister.

Mingxuan glanced at him carelessly and laughed: "It's as if you are not a swordsman."

Xue Yu, who had always had nothing to do with his own affairs, now raised his hand and expressed his opinion: "You don't want me to be a junior brother. The big yellow dog like Mu Chongxi in front of our sect thinks he is annoying and not cute at all. I prefer girls."

Thinking that he had accepted four grown men, Qin Fanfan felt that it made some sense and it was time to accept a female disciple.

Sect Master: "Who do you think is better to accept?"

He thought: "There are a few talented people in the outer sect this year. They are from a few branches of the rich families."

"There are also a few girls with high-grade spiritual roots in the inner gate."

Mu Chongxi and Xue Yu blurted out at the same time: "Ye Qiao."

Xue Yu smiled slightly and said, "Master, I think she is pretty good."

He didn't know why, but he always had a feeling that this little junior sister would make the sect lively.
To be continued...