Ye Qiu, Shun Hua and Shun Ying went shopping for a long time, whether it was expensive or low, as long as he saw it, he bought all of them, and at the same time, the spirit stones in the storage ring given to him by the Great Elder also consumed a small half.

The three of them couldn't help but sigh, Dan Xiu and Qi Xiu, as expected, were the richest monks in the cultivation realm, and they could empty other people's pockets in minutes.

Two days later, it was the celebration ceremony of the promotion of the Great Elder of the Medicine Pavilion to the Mahayana period, in order to enliven the atmosphere, the wealthy Medicine Pavilion organized the disciples of the major sects to build the foundation and the Jindan period to compete in martial arts, and the top three could obtain the pills and medicinal materials provided by them.

Ye Qiu didn't want to participate, but the three elders forcibly signed up for him, in his opinion, the little disciple should have more experience, and at the same time, Shun Hua and Shun Ying also reported for the competition in the Jindan period.

Ye Qiu has not yet refined the natal magic weapon, and the long sword in his hand is a congratulatory gift given to him by the head of the family when he successfully built the foundation, although the grade is not high, it is suitable for his height and cultivation.

Because the object of the competition was limited to the disciples of a few major sects and families, and the number was not large, Ye Qiu's first opponent was Feng Bianyi, a disciple of the Feng family in the north.

Feng Bian Yi is twelve years old this year, and he is already a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and Ye Qiu is not dominant.

"Please!" Feng Bianyi's eyes were scorching, looking at Ye Qiu's eagerness to try, and he did not despise Ye Qiu's age, which was the embodiment of the good education of the big family.

"Offended." Ye Qiu sang the sword flower and took the initiative to attack, and the sword blade was cold.

Feng Bian Yi practiced the top exercises of the Feng family, just like their surname, as unpredictable as the wind, sometimes fierce and sometimes turbulent, it is said that the ancestors of the Feng family cultivated to the extreme, and could even cut the space and shatter the void.

The scene was full of lightning and thunder and strong winds, which attracted the attention of everyone present.

"This son is extraordinary."

"Another genius has appeared in the Sword Pavilion, it's really envious."

"The old monster of the Feng family gave birth to a good son, who is stronger than when he was young."

On the other side, the young man who was preparing to compete in the Jindan period also noticed Ye Qiu, and remembered what the old shopkeeper said about the eight-year-old child who built the foundation who bought the silver snake spirit vine, it should be him!

This is difficult to do, the other party is a person from the Sword Pavilion, and it is not necessary to sell their face.

"Hey, half an hour has passed, and the disciples of the Sword Pavilion who are one level behind in cultivation haven't been defeated yet?"

"Elder Shuanghua, this disciple seems to be Lei Linggen?"

The Third Elder nodded: "That's right, at the same time, he is also the Great Elder's personal disciple. ”

The elder of the Qi Sect who asked him gasped when he heard this, could it be that the old monster was going to teach a little monster again?

Back then, they were overwhelmed by the old thing of thunder, should their children and grandchildren follow their old path again? Thinking of this, the elders of the major sect families on this level all blackened their faces.

Seeing this, the leader of the Feng family's leading elder looked a lot better, since he was a disciple of the old monster, their young patriarch would not be embarrassed even if he lost.

As the battle got longer and longer, Feng Bianyi's face became more and more ugly, is this kid a monster? It's been so long, and the aura hasn't been consumed yet?

How did he know that Ye Qiu forged his body every day, and was forced by the Great Elder to swing his sword thousands of times a day, whether it was the meridians or the physique, he was much stronger than ordinary monks, and his aura was not wasted in the slightest because of his powerful spiritual power, and it was naturally easier to compete.

"My name, perish." Ye Qiu stood still, concentrating the spiritual power of his whole body on the spirit sword, with madness in his always calm eyes.

"Sword Intent!" The elder of the Wind family was startled.

The other elders looked at the three elders who were sitting steadily, and they flashed with envy and jealousy......

It's amazing, the eight-year-old disciple of the Sword Pavilion has already comprehended the threshold of sword intent, if he grows up, who can stop it?

"I'll go ......" Feng Bianyi looked at the huge long sword surging towards him, and couldn't help complaining, he was faintly afraid in his heart, he didn't dare to resist, and quickly escaped from the platform with his own unique footwork.

With the sword intent of destruction, it smashed straight into the audience, but there was a formation to resist, so that it did not affect everyone.

As the sword intent of that sword dissipated, the spirit sword in Ye Qiu's hand broke in response, and Ye Qiu himself was consumed by this sword, and fell softly on the opposite platform.

However, because the wind edge instrument had flown away from the opposite platform, Ye Qiu won this game.

"Guys, I'm one step ahead." With that, the third elder Shuanghua left here with Ye Qiu in his arms.

Then there was a noisy discussion in the audience, because of this one, Ye Qiu was completely famous in the cultivation world.

Because Ye Qiu's spirit sword had been destroyed, and his own spiritual power had been consumed, he did not participate in the next competition, and finally the first place in the foundation building period was obtained by the disciples of the Instrument Sect, but everyone here knew in their hearts that if Ye Qiu of the Sword Pavilion was on the field, the outcome might be different.

However, the Sword Pavilion was not without harvest, the first place in the Jindan period was won by Shun Ying and Shun Hua respectively, and the prizes were a two-thousand-year-old Zhu Guo and a baby pill.

Shun Ying is a single spirit root of the fire system, with outstanding talent, and two years ago, with the help of the head of the sect, she was able to subdue the different fires, it is not surprising that she can get the first Ye Qiu, but Senior Brother Shun Hua, as the weakest wood spirit root in combat power, can get the third is impressive.

"Hello Ye Qiu, we are disciples of the Spirit Beast Sect, and we have something to ask for." In the evening, Ye Qiu, who was strolling alone in the Medicine Pavilion, was stopped by two people.

"What's the matter?" Ye Qiu wondered.

"Did you buy a silver snake spirit vine five days ago?"

"Yes, you want it?" Ye Qiu remembered, the old shopkeeper said that this spirit plant could make the spirit snake turn into a Jiao, they came for this?

When the young man and the girl heard this, they rejoiced: "Yes, this spiritual plant is very important to us, can it be transferred to us?" ”

"Nope." Ye Qiu coldly refused, snorting coldly in his heart, Spirit Beast Gate? In his previous life, he contracted the demon world to attack them for his own interests, why did he want to sell their face?

The young man and the girl obviously thought that Ye Qiu would have such a cold attitude, and they couldn't help but feel a little annoyed in their hearts, even if it was a genius that was rare to see in a thousand years, was it necessary to be so arrogant and ruthless?

The girl even maliciously guessed in her heart, whether she could live to adulthood was not certain, what kind of shelf?

However, Ye Qiu is a person from the Sword Pavilion in the end, and this is the place of the Medicine Pavilion, so they don't dare to mess around.

"We can increase the price, can we do 1,500 medium-grade spirit stones?" The young man said in a voice.

"I said I wouldn't sell if I didn't sell it." Ye Qiu glanced at them, and was about to leave.

"Don't go too far, two thousand high-grade spirit stones, no more." The girl's face turned red and glared at Ye Qiu angrily.

"I'll say it one last time, I don't sell the Silver Snake Spirit Vine."

"You ......" The girl pointed at Ye Qiu, angry.

The young man looked fixedly, as if he already knew that Ye Qiu had made up his mind, frowned and looked at the guards of the Medicine Pavilion who were looking at them frequently, and dragged his junior sister away with patience and anger.

At the same time, the favorability of the Sword Pavilion in my heart has dropped by half, what is the first sect, what is the first day, it is nothing more than that!

"After watching it for so long, it still doesn't come out?" Ye Qiu stared at a flower bush not far away and snorted coldly.

Then he saw a child in a little green robe running out, with big shining eyes, looking at him adoringly, exactly like the silly and timid little wooden spirit of his house.