In the follow-up competition, Jiang Xingmeng participated in it head-on.

She always felt that she was not good at medical skills, but when she really came to the competition, she found that the questions in the test were very basic, and occasionally there were a few over-the-top questions, and the opponent couldn't answer them.

In the end, Jiang Xingmeng actually achieved the fourth result, the top three were all from a family of medical cultivators, and Jiang Xingmeng's loss was not unjust.

What's more, fourth place is not bad.

When the day's game ended, Jiang Xingmeng had calculated, her points should be the top two in the foundation building period, as for why not the first......

Ah, the one who competed with her for the first place was showing off his rice these days :)

That night, in the room where Jiang Xingmeng and Jiang Ci lived, the brother and sister sat on the couch and talked for a while.

Jiang Xingmeng said: "Brother Huang, I heard Senior Brother Qiu say that you always don't practice swords well in the sect on weekdays. ”

Jiang Ci smiled slightly and looked at Jiang Xingmeng: "...... Coincidentally, I also heard Senior Brother Nan say that you have almost never practiced swords in the sect. ”

Jiang Xingmeng felt a stump in his heart, and then looked at Jiang Ci seriously, and said helplessly: "Brother Huang, I am only twelve years old, and the whole person is not half the weight of a sword, not to mention that when I am growing my body, I can't really be told to get up before dawn every day to practice swords, right?" ”

Jiang Ci looked at her amusedly: "You always have endless excuses, and the same was true in Taixue in the past." ”

Jiang Xingmeng said "oops", and slapped Jiang Ci dissatisfiedly: "Say a few words, you won't be much better!" ”

The brother and sister whispered, and before they knew it, it was time to be a child.

Jiang Xingmeng was still thinking about the progress of Hua Qingrou's writing, and said to Jiang Ci: "Brother Huang, go to bed early, I'll come later." At this time, I have to communicate with my good sisters with a voice message. ”

Jiang Ci shook his head: "Men and women are not at the same table at the age of seven, not to mention that you and I are not young, even if we are brothers and sisters, we should not sleep together." I'll go back to sleep later. ”

Jiang Xingmeng was a little unhappy: "I finally found you ......"

Jiang Ci sighed helplessly: "...... Then you sleep on the bed, and I can sleep on the couch. ”

Jiang Xingmeng reluctantly agreed, and then watched Jiang Ci fall asleep, covered the quilt for him, and then walked out of the room step by step, asking Hua Qingrou about the progress.

Hua Qingrou didn't sleep, and was fighting at night: "Senior Sister Jiang? Can I help you? I'm busy. ”

Jiang Xingmeng said softly: "Senior Sister Hua, don't be too tired...... I'll just ask. How did you write that booklet of Luo Zhishan and Xu Lintian? ”

Hua Qingrou laughed and said, "It's still the last time, and it's done." Just give me another hour. ”

Jiang Xingmeng asked curiously, "How many words is a time?" ”

Hua Qingrou roughly calculated and said, "It's about 10,000 words." ”

An hour is two hours.

10,000 words in two hours...... Jiang Xingmeng's pupils were shocked, and Senior Sister Hua turned out to be a hidden tentacle monster!

Hua Qingrou didn't hear Jiang Xingmeng's voice, and was a little puzzled: "Senior Sister Jiang, why don't you speak?" ”

Jiang Xingmeng took a long time to regain his senses, and trembled: "Senior Sister Hua, next time my third senior brother will punish me for copying books, can you help me?" ”

Hua Qingrou smiled "poof": "You shouldn't always honestly copy word by word, right?" Let me tell you, there is a secret market on the fifteenth day of the month in Xianyuan Town, in which there is a talisman that sells a talisman that is attached to the pen and injected with spiritual power, which can make the pen write out what he thinks in his head, and it is not expensive, a piece of high-grade spirit stone is ten, and one can insist on writing about 5,000 words. ”

Jiang Xingmeng was stunned when he heard this, and yearned: "Senior Sister Hua, will you take me to see the world next time?" ”

Hua Qingrou readily agreed: "Naturally, it's no problem." I'll give you the book tomorrow morning, and you can draw up the title, and I'll continue to write it first. ”

Jiang Xingmeng said "yes" obediently, and then said good night, and tiptoed back to the room.

Unexpectedly, she saw a flash of light in the room, and Jiang Ci, whose eyelashes were still trembling slightly.

Jiang Xingmeng: "......"

Brother Huang is like this, like the speed at which she collects her mobile phone when she is dealing with Aunt Cha Sleep in the 21st century.

Jiang Xingmeng suddenly laughed angrily, stared at Jiang Ci who was pretending to be asleep, and said, "What kind of men and women don't sit at the same table at the age of seven?" I think the royal brother clearly wants to play the communication card behind my back! ”

Jiang Ci was forced to open his eyes under pressure, and smiled wryly: "Mianmian, it's not good to be too smart." ”

Jiang Xingmeng twitched the corner of his mouth: "If you want to play, just play openly, and I won't stop you." ”

Jiang Ci looked at her suspiciously: "Really? I don't believe it. ”

Jiang Xingmeng: "......"

She was speechless for a moment, then lay down on the bed, took out the message card, and began to dot it.

After a while, Jiang Ci couldn't stand it anymore: "...... Sleep, it's time for you to sleep. ”

Jiang Xingmeng blinked: "What nonsense is the imperial brother talking about?" Sleep a fart, get up! ”

Jiang Ci: "......"

He said why didn't the royal sister lose her temper, so she was waiting here.

Jiang Ci stiffened his head and said, "Mianmian, I was wrong, you go to sleep quickly." ”

Jiang Xingmeng stared at the transmission card and concentrated: "No, I want to learn from the imperial brother and read at night!" ”

Jiang Ci: "......?" ”

No, wake up, that's not how you use it to read at night!!

Jiang Ci had no choice but to tell the truth: "I'm really not playing...... I'm asking someone on the altar, please help me think about what is appropriate for you. ”

Jiang Xingmeng stopped clicking on the signal card and looked at Jiang Ci.

Jiang Ci smiled helplessly and said, "When I came to the cultivation realm, I was penniless, and I really couldn't give the imperial sister a gift like before." ”

Jiang Xingmeng was very moved: "It's okay, I said it all, as long as you make me a bowl of longevity noodles." ”

Jiang Ci pursed his lips: "Don't worry about it, I have to prepare a good gift for you anyway." ”

Jiang Xingmeng persuaded a few more words, but he couldn't persuade him, so he had to reluctantly agree, but he still told him again and again: "It's not easy for you to be a disciple in the Qingming Sect, don't waste any more money." ”

Jiang Ci agreed, and then said to Jiang Xingmeng: "Okay, you can go to sleep." ”

After a pause, he said: "Tomorrow you have a practice competition, you have to go to bed early and nourish enough energy." ”

……

The second day was a sunny day, the spring was warm, the spring breeze was warm, Jiang Xingmeng took a deep breath, and only felt that his body and mind had been sublimated.

She stepped out of the courtyard gate, and just as she was about to walk to the square, she met Qiu Qianxue who was wandering in front of the courtyard gate.

Jiang Xingmeng was a little curious: "Senior Brother Qiu, what are you waiting here for so early?" Don't go to the competition? ”

Qiu Qianxue cleared her throat a little embarrassed, then glanced around, and after making sure that there was no one, she lowered her voice and said, "Where did the book you gave me that day, called "Brother", come from?" ”