Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

Time passed quickly, and it was almost time to select inner disciples.

During this period, Shen Qiao had some rare quiet time. Wang You never came to see her again. People said that he went into seclusion.

What she does most now is to take on tasks when she has time, and to intensify her practice to consolidate her realm when she doesn't have time.

There is another good thing. Senior Sister Li Yue and Junior Sister Shang Mian also broke through to the Worry-Free Realm one after another. Now they report in the same batch as Shen Qiao, and the three of them can become disciples together.

There is another person I want to mention. Ever since Li Jianshan was disciplined by Shen Qiao, no one knows who reported his harassment of outer sect female cultivators in recent years to the managing elders. Now this person has been crippled and sent back according to the sect rules.

As for Senior Sister Wang Yu'an...she still hasn't made a breakthrough. I just hope she can last a few more rounds in the next competition and not be eliminated at the last place.

Shen Qiao had just returned from Mu Jiu's place, and with his head full of nonsense, he threw himself onto the bed with a bang.

She never expected that Mu Jiu's previous suggestion that she cultivate her mind was not just a casual remark. Now, more than half a month has passed, and under Mu Jiu's encouragement, Shen Qiao has finally memorized several introductory books on mental cultivation, and just passed Mu Jiu's inspection today.

Help...I need to use my brain.

She scratched her head and remembered that she had not let Zhang Wan out to absorb spiritual energy today.

After this period of contact, Zhang Wan has almost stabilized and it is estimated that she will be sent to reincarnation soon.

It's probably already midnight now, so it's a bit late to go to the bamboo forest...

Shen Qiao paused for a moment, and finally decided to go, since it would only take a cup of tea anyway.

After taking the talisman paper with Zhang Wan's name, Shen Qiao went out again.

The nights are not entirely quiet either. Now that the year is drawing to a close, many of the outer disciples' quarters are working tirelessly to prepare for the exams, all trying their best to excel in the tests in order to prepare for their apprenticeships.

For example, Junior Sister Shang Mian was noticed by Immortal Lord Zelan during the assessment two years ago. Although she has not yet officially become his disciple, Zelan has already taken Shang Mian to attend classes.

The bamboo forest that I usually go to is a bit remote. Because it is close to a spiritual pond that converges from the twelve main peaks, the spiritual energy is quite abundant, and there are few people here at this time, which is just right.

But it was also the first time she went there so late.

After leaving the courtyard where the outer disciples lived, I met almost no one along the way.

It is already late autumn, but the bamboo forest is still green all year round because of the nourishment of spiritual energy. I don’t know if it’s because it’s too late and there is still a soul, but Shen Qiao always feels a little uncomfortable in the bamboo forest tonight.

"Little Taoist priest?" Zhang Wan, who was released, seemed to have some sense of it. After floating in the air, she didn't dare to stay too far away from Shen Qiao.

"It's okay." Shen Qiao's gaze fell into the depths of the bamboo forest.

If she heard correctly, she seemed to have caught the sound of iron breaking through the air.

"Are you familiar with the breathing method I taught you earlier?"

Zhang Wan nodded uneasily.

"it is good."

After saying that, Shen Qiao picked up a stone and drew a formation on the ground to conceal Zhang Wan's aura, encircling her.

"No one will come here at this time, and even if someone does, they won't be able to see you, so no matter what happens, you can't step out of this circle unless I come back, understand?"

Zhang Wan pursed her lips, but because she already trusted Shen Qiao, she nodded in agreement.

"Be careful yourself."

Shen Qiao chuckled, "Okay."

After separating from Zhang Wan, Shen Qiao followed his usual path into the depths of the forest. The sound he had just heard became even more obvious.

Shen Qiao, who was already very familiar with swordsmanship, listened carefully to several points of force and figured out that this seemed to be the same sword technique she often used in her daily life.

She only remembered that the last time she competed with Wu Jin, the senior sister had mentioned that Mu Jiu's swordsmanship seemed somewhat similar to hers, but since Shen Qiao learned that he was a disciple of Fairy Luoxia, she no longer had any doubts.

After all, Luoxia and Yunzhi both learned from the same master, so it is not surprising that Mu Jiu and her have similar insights into swordsmanship.

But the thing that's wrong is... it's absolutely impossible for Mu Jiu to come here to practice sword at this time.

Who is that person in the woods?

Shen Qiao raised his hand and conjured up the sparrow kite, then continued walking forward.

The sound of the sword swinging was already very clear, and at this moment, Shen Qiao finally saw the man's figure clearly.

It seems to be a woman, but I don’t have any impression of her.

After watching a few moves from a distance, Shen Qiao felt something was wrong.

Why does the sword in this person's hand look so familiar? And the force and rhythm of each move are so familiar...

Clang——

When Shen Qiao put away his sword for the last move, he suddenly felt a flash of sword light passing by his eyes.

Her instinctive reaction made her feel something was wrong, so she raised the kite and held it across her face.

The strong vibration almost broke his palm. Shen Qiao's head buzzed as he looked at the azure sword blade coming straight towards him.

This is the natal sword she made a pact with in her previous life - Qingluan!

"Pfft... Looks like he recognized me?"

The frivolous laughter brought Shen Qiao's attention back from her shock. She fixed her eyes, firmly grasped the handle of Que Yuan's umbrella with both hands, and lifted it upwards, sending the woman flying.

Shen Qiao swung the bird in his hand and tilted it to his side, his eyes flashing with coldness. "Who are you?"

The woman used the force to fly backwards, but she deftly grabbed a bamboo with one hand, turned around, and landed steadily.

"Me? You don't need to know." The woman raised her head slightly with great momentum.

"All you need to know is that I'm the one who makes you regret it."

Shen Qiao clenched Que Yuan tightly, his eyes fixed on the Qingluan Sword in her hand.

This sword and Yun Zhi's "Dingshuang" are made of the same meteorite iron, but it is lighter and more suitable for people with mild spiritual roots.

She looked at the woman's undisguised smugness and sneered, "Immortal Yunzhi has never accepted a disciple. Is your sword... a replica?"

"Nonsense!" The woman seemed angry, but when she realized that Shen Qiao was deliberately provoking her, she quickly suppressed her anger and said sarcastically, "Ignorant people, no matter how they change, they still exude stupidity."

"Hmm? Are you talking about yourself?" Shen Qiao smiled.

The woman was furious and raised her sword to attack again.

This was exactly what Shen Qiao wanted, so he restrained himself a little and started fighting with her.

After dozens of moves back and forth, Shen Qiao quickly realized that something was wrong.

Although this move is about 70% similar to hers, the one she used is not very proficient in it and seems to be a deliberate imitation.

Shen Qiao realized this and chuckled, deliberately slowing down his voice.

"Ah~ So you're a stealer?"