"Yang Qianyue wins!"

Qianyue knelt down on one knee and took a Yangyuan Pill, secretly saying in her heart that this guy was cheap.

got off the fighting platform, and as a monk who won the three gold competitions, the clan promised her additional benefits.

Qianyue was very heartbroken after hearing this, she was ready to leave, and she couldn't settle in the bag, what a pity!

No matter how her heart cuts, the competition of the foundation building field finally kicked off, and all the Qi training children are like crazy rabbits that have opened the floodgates, and they can't pull it around.

"Qianyue, let's go out and play. A certain little girl squatted in front of her and said with great interest.

"Don't go. The little man on the futon closed his eyes and rested his mind.

"I heard that Uncle Seven is on the gold test, are you really not going?"

Qianyue opened her eyes helplessly, with a look of embarrassment, "My injury is not healed yet, you can go by yourself." ”

"Oh......" Yang Qianqi resigned herself to giving up lobbying, "Then you can take care of your injuries, and come to me when you are bored." ”

"Hmm. Qianyue closed her eyes, breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally shook off the little tail.

It wasn't until there was no one within 300 meters of the tent that she got up and walked out of the tent.

The Yang family may not treat her well, but the Tao is different.

It's been two years, and it's time to go.

The sun was mild, and she looked up at the sky, and it was not yet noon, and there were still a bunch of monks around the handicap.

"Yo! Miss Yang, you are really young and promising! Today is the foundation building competition, do you want to play more?"

"Don't gamble, just bring my spirit stone. ”

Lao Dao was still happy, his divine sense swept and swiped, and he took out a bunch of spirit stones and spread them on the table, "This is your principal and profit, a little bit?"

Qianyue's consciousness swept away, put it into the Qiankun bag, waved his hand and said, "I know you don't dare to pit me, let's go!"

The sun was warm, Qianyue raised her eyes to look at the sky, it was not yet noon at the moment, and there were still a bunch of monks tied up near the handicap.

"Yo! Miss Yang, you are really young and promising! Today is the foundation building competition, do you want to play more?"

"Don't gamble, just bring my spirit stone. ”

Lao Dao was still happy, his divine sense swept and swiped, and he took out a bunch of spirit stones and spread them on the table, "This is your principal and profit, a little bit?"

Qianyue's consciousness swept away, put it into the Qiankun bag, waved his hand and said, "I know you don't dare to pit me, let's go!"

"This is Miss Yang Qianyue, in the next ......"

Sending away all the cultivators who tried to come forward to talk, Qianyue returned to the Dharma tent with a helpless face.

People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong!

The Yang family can have a good reputation in this battle, but her every move has also attracted much attention, but she can't behave too abnormally.

After thinking about it, he took out a blue and light gray power suit from the Qiankun bag, which was a mortal cloth issued by the clan from time to time. Although it is not worth mentioning in the monastic world, it is very tough compared to ordinary mundane fabrics.

At that time, Mingzhu and Caixia volunteered to make clothes for her, although the color was dull, they were very useful when refining their bodies on weekdays.

Tilting his head and thinking about it, he reached out and took off the Aoki lotus hairpin, coiled his hair into the shape of a little Daogu, and walked out of the Dharma tent again.

Simple illusions cover up the true appearance, fortunately, most of the monks went to watch the battle, and the people who walked around were Qi cultivators, and their divine sense was not as good as Qianyue's, so they naturally couldn't see through her cattiness.

Swaggering all the way through the mountain, far away from the gold test platform, taking advantage of the cliff to take the flight charm.

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After days of spring rain, the mountain road outside Baichuan City is muddy and difficult to walk, and the rain falls on the trees from time to time, which is even more annoying.

After Qianyue cleaned up the two spirit grass rabbits and cleaned up the bloodstains, she rode the gray donkey and continued to hurry.

The Spirit Grass Rabbit is just a first-order demon beast, and its fur is not worth a few spirit stones, but it is better because the meat is tender and juicy.

"Alas......"

Think about it carefully, since escaping from the gold test platform two months ago, hiding all the way, passing by Baichuan City, I didn't dare to enter.

The gold test platform is located in the boundary of Peijia, not far from Baichuan City, which is scattered and cultivated.

Qianyue originally planned to enter the city to rest, but the news of Yang Sixteen's disappearance spread into the city one day. In order to hide her tracks, she had to avoid crowded places.

Even so, I bumped into a few loose cultivators who tried to rob.

As a result, he naturally became the soul of the Youyang Knife.

Qianyue learned from the mouth of Sanxiu that to the west of Baichuan City was the Yang family's Tianci Mountain boundary.

Fortunately, the Yang family is located in the northwestern part of Tianci Mountain, which is far away.

The route she chose would not be detected and relatively safe.

The sky was gloomy, and on the back of the donkey, Qianyue spread out the animal skin. According to the map, as long as you pass through Xiaoqing Mountain, you will not be far from Longshan Temple.

Perhaps because she deliberately avoided the monks, the aura around her had gradually thinned out in the past few days.

Qianyue patted the donkey's head and said evilly, "Silly donkey, for the sake of you carrying me all the way, I was going to find a family for you to support your family." Now it seems that I can only make you into a roasted donkey to relieve my hunger. ”

The donkey under the seat had its nostrils facing to the sky, and it snorted in dissatisfaction, shaking its head, and seemed to be very angry.

"You stupid donkey has a bad temper, but the flesh on your body is very strong. It just so happens that I'm tired of eating barbecue, so it's better to make donkey meat and burn it, which can be regarded as a fulfillment of each other. ”

The donkey rolled his eyes, pouted and stopped, nibbling on the grass on the side of the road and snorting at her.

Qianyue smiled and patted its head, this donkey was born with good spirituality, but there was no fairy fate.

Demon beast cultivation is different from humans, bloodline is the most important opportunity, and it is extremely rare to rely on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to open spiritual cultivation on its own.

When Qianyue found the stupid donkey, it was being chased by a wild wolf, and Xu was attracted by the funny scream, so he rescued it when he was bored.

Who knew that this guy seemed to be dependent on himself, and he would not leave.

Considering that Ziji can't eat demon beasts all the way, keeping it can be regarded as a reserve ration.

One person and one donkey, playing and walking for more than half a month.

"This place is not far from the mundane, so we will not go into the city, and rest for the night in this ruined temple. Qianyue pulled the donkey into the temple and casually placed a prohibition.

"Miss, there is a ruined temple in front of you, let's rest in the temple tonight. ”

A small carriage stopped outside the ruined temple, and the driver was a man in his thirties, with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, and a pair of triangular eyes that kept turning.

"You'll be in the city in another hour, so let's go to the city and rest." The woman's voice was very young, and there was a faint pleading in her tone.

"Miss doesn't know, the mountain road is difficult, and by the time we arrived, the city gate would have been closed long ago. The man's voice carried obvious malice.

"Miss, what should I do?" the voice was childish and frightened, sounding like the woman's maid.

"Well, just rest here. ”

"Hey, I'll help Miss out of the car. The man immediately smiled triumphantly, lifted most of the curtains, and reached in.

"Not necessarily. The woman suppressed her anger, "Qing'er, help me get out of the car." ”

"Huh. The man smiled flirtatiously and stared at her as she got out of the car, his eyes full of imperativeness.