Chapter Twenty-Four: Admission

"Huh, it's done, I'm really tired, now I must grab something good from Uncle Wuming. The white-clothed young man sighed, as if he was a little tired and sat on the ground, and around him, there were either ice sculptures or corpses of those members of the martial arts guards, but there was not a drop of blood on the entire battlefield, and this method couldn't help but shock Ye Chaoxiao, who was paralyzed on the side. After resting for a while, the young man in white remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something, turned around, and said weakly:

"Hey, are you okay?"

"Also...... Good..... Thank you" Ye Chaoxiao knew that the young man in white was talking about him, he came back from the shock, and replied a little tiredly, even if he had been sitting there for a while, his spirit was still a little sluggish, and the feeling of emptiness in his limbs still existed, which should be the consequence of excessive consumption of soul power. Ye Chaoxiao thought like this, although he didn't know the details of the young man in white, but he didn't know why, he had an inexplicable sense of intimacy when he saw him for the first time, and this situation had never happened before.

"It's okay, Ye Chaoxiao, now he is a man of the year in Qingcheng, how does it feel to be too famous to be troubled. The young man in white sat on the ground, with his back to Ye Chaoxiao, although he was a little tired, but there was still a hint of provocation in his tone, if he hadn't just witnessed the ruthless side of this person, I am afraid that anyone would think that this was his attitude towards people. However, after hearing the words of the young man in white, Ye Chaoxiao couldn't help but smile bitterly again, as if his performance in the selection competition had indeed brought him a lot of trouble, but when he decided to participate, he was mentally prepared. Of course, this raid and pursuit of the martial arts did surprise him, and it is very likely that the people of the martial arts family noticed their identities, so they would rather risk turning their faces with the Seven Loyal Courtyard and made a plan to kill people.

"Man of the Year, I can't talk about it. Ye Chaoxiao said self-deprecatingly, then paused, and said again: "What's your name, why have I never heard of you in Qingcheng." ”

"Xiao Yihan, it's normal that you haven't heard of this name, although you have been in Qizhong Courtyard for more than two years, you haven't entered Qingcheng once, of course you haven't heard of it. As he spoke, the man in white who called himself Xiao Yihan stood up from the ground, retracted his long sword from its scabbard, sorted out his appearance, and strode away, saying as he walked:

"Recover well, no one should come to trouble you in a short period of time, and after half a month, I remembered the report of Qizhongyuan. Let's go first, there's morning class tomorrow, oops, I'm really tired. ”

Xiao Yihan ...... Interesting guy......"

Ye Chaoxiao looked at Xiao Yihan's back as he drifted away, his eyes were full of power and complexity, this talented and terrifying young man had a rare and ordinary mentality, and it was really a misfortune in life to know such a pervert.

"No matter, hurry up and take the opportunity to recover your physical strength and soul strength, and strive to go one step further before the start of school in half a month. Ye Chaoxiao shook his head, squeezed other thoughts out of his mind, and seized every minute and every second to continue cultivating.

At this moment – the other side of the grove

"It's over?" Xiao Yihan galloped all the way, and finally stopped in front of a small clearing, there was a bonfire burning under the big tree in front of him, and a figure sat on the side, seeing Xiao Yihan coming, he asked.

"It's over! I'm tired, Uncle Wuming, it's too boring for you not to give me something good now, right? Xiao Yihan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that person, and still said with some amusement.

"Three senior battle masters, you have been fighting for so long, and you still want a reward, give me back, don't want to rest in hellish training!" Cao Wuming heard Xiao Yihan's words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he stood up, pulled Xiao Yihan in his hand with one hand, and said in a good voice. Then with a movement of thoughts, the flying sword flew out, and the two of them turned and flew in the direction of Qizhongyuan, and the grove outside Qingcheng City quickly returned to calm, leaving only an unknown wail in the distance.

Day 10 –

"It's a second-stage fighter, but it's not enough, I have to get stronger......"

Ye Chaoxiao opened his eyes and felt the increase in the battle qi in his body, but unlike the ecstasy of the breakthrough before, now his state of mind is becoming more and more calm, since he saw the gap between himself and the real powerhouse, his thirst for strength is also becoming stronger and stronger day by day, and he also feels his own shortcomings even more. However, in the past ten days, the cultivation of forgetting to sleep and eat has finally made some progress-

His soul power has also improved again, and his soul exploration can already be expanded to a radius of about fifty meters, and the level of refinement has also improved a lot. The previous injuries were initially controlled under Xiao Yihan's means, and now they have fully recovered, and in terms of true yuan power, the daily overload of cultivation has also prompted his strength to improve a lot, anyway, when the true yuan power is exhausted, those one-grade pills obtained from the martial family's secret room are enough to replenish, although there are more advanced pills, but he doesn't dare to eat them casually without knowing anything.

"Liuyao...... Money ...... Warlock ......"

After resting for a while, Ye Chaoxiao took out the six copper coins hidden in his arms, which looked like they had been around for a few years, and there seemed to be some kind of magical magic hidden under the quaint appearance. The words of the guqin master and Cao Wuming sounded in Ye Chaoxiao's mind, and those words in the clouds made him vague but confused, and after watching it for a long time, he still decided to keep the six copper coins. He stood up, glanced at the direction of Qingcheng in the distance, and sighed, although Xiao Yihan helped him kill the martial arts guards who came to chase him, it was difficult to guarantee that the old thief Wuluo would have any other tricks, and the safest place should still be Qizhongyuan.

He turned his head to the other side, which was a remote and pure valley outside Qingcheng City, near which the Qizhong Temple and the Retreat Temple were located, and some buildings could be faintly visible. It was a place he had never thought of, and now, at last, he was about to arriveβ€”

"Nanakashin Temple, I'm here. ”