After converting to Qingqing Dao, my little junior sister went crazy

A pig and a bird followed Shu Jue, refusing to leave despite any words, staring longingly at her - the elixir in her hand.

Those humans can't smell the smell, but they can smell it. It smells so good!

It is okay for a few monsters to eat them, which means that the disciples can eat them - at least they will not be in danger of their lives if they eat them.

So the elders issued a call again to see if any disciples were willing to try the medicine.

"My junior brother was seriously injured when he went out for training last month. He hasn't woken up yet. I think I can let him try."

His junior brother was also unlucky. When he went out for training, he accidentally walked into the lair of Warcraft. As a result, he was poked into a sieve with a horn. When he was brought back to Qing Hongzong, he was barely alive.

These days, the alchemy masters and elders in the sect have taken a lot of elixirs to extend his life.

As long as a person is alive, it is still a question of when he will wake up.

The disciple who spoke discussed it with his master and went to find someone to carry his junior brother out.

Anyway, junior brother's situation is like this now, no matter how bad it is, it can't get any worse.

The seriously injured disciple closed his mouth tightly, so he used something to pry his mouth open before stuffing the elixir inside.

The elixir melts in the mouth and takes effect very quickly. It only takes a few breaths for the seriously injured disciple to breathe a little stronger.

"Yo? This medicine is really useful!"

"Elder, elder, look how my junior brother is doing!"

"Hey! Don't pull, let me take a look..."

After checking the seriously injured disciple, the elder's brows gradually relaxed: "The condition in his body is better than before."

This shows that the black dumpling elixir refined by Shu Jue is indeed effective and has no side effects.

And...the elder looked at the two monster beasts surrounding Shujue and had an uncertain idea in his mind.

Finally, Shu Jue's results came out. The fourth-level top-quality elixir had a success rate of 70%.

Elder Yu felt something was wrong. Why did he remember seeing more than seven pills in Shujue's furnace before?

Shujue, who secretly left a few pills and fed them to Qingluan, hid his merit and fame.

When we originally organized the competition, we only said that only the top three would be rewarded this time, but unexpectedly, there was a variable like Shu Jue.

Although the refined elixir is only a fourth-level elixir, the elixir yield rate is not low and the quality is also very high.

Several elders discussed and discussed again, and finally gave Shu Jue a tied third place.

"In this alchemy test, the first place is Lin Nianjiao, a disciple of the Qing Hong Sect! The second place is Shen Xingzhan, a disciple of the Dan Sect! The third place is Liang Yi, a disciple of the Dan Sect, and Shu Jue, a disciple of the Qing Hong Sect!"

"The top three disciples in this alchemy test will receive rewards jointly prepared by Qinghong Sect, Dan Sect, and Yunhe Sect after the competition!"

When the result was announced, both Shu Jue and Lin Nianjiao were surrounded by Qing Hongzong to congratulate them, and Shu Jue's round eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled.

"Little Junior Sister, I didn't expect you to be so good at alchemy!"

Shu Jue: "Thank you, thank you. I also think I'm pretty good, but I'm just not as good as Fourth Senior Sister."

"Junior sister, when will you teach me your experience? We also want to know how you can practice swordsmanship and learn alchemy at the same time?"

Shu Jue: "It's easy to talk about."

In the afternoon draw, Shujue got the No. 7 pick.

The person who drew the same lottery as her was a disciple of the Yunhe Sect, with a cultivation level in the middle stage of the Golden Core. "I've heard the name of the junior sister of Qing Hong Sect for a long time, please enlighten me." The man standing opposite Shujue was nearly two heads taller than her. His whole body was bulging with muscles, and the shape of muscles could even be seen on his arms.

Shu Jue stood opposite him. The contrast between their bodies was sharp, as if the other could flatten her with one punch.

"You are Senior Brother Lin from the Yunhe Sect, right? I have heard of you and have admired you for a long time." Shujue had just taken a pill to test for third place, and was in a very good mood, grinning all the time.

Although she didn't get first place, being in the top three was beyond her expectation.

Lin Canyang was dazzled by Shu Jue's smile, and his face suddenly turned red.

Because he is too strong-looking, he is not the type that female cultivators like in the world of immortality. No one has ever smiled at him like this.

"Senior Brother Lin?" Shu Jue raised her hand and waved at him, trying to regain his consciousness.

As soon as Lin Canyang came to his senses, his face turned red again. This little junior sister of Qing Hongzong is quite cute when she smiles.

"Okay! The competition officially begins!"

Lin Canyang's spiritual root is a golden spiritual root that does not match his appearance at all. Although he is big, he is extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, Shu Jue had already made contact with him.

Lin Canyang was as agile as a lion, full of strength.

The long sword in Shu Jue's hand met the spear in his hand, and there was a clang that made her mouth feel numb.

What a powerful force!

Pulling out the long sword and picking up the long spear, Shujue twisted her waist, did a backflip and took a step back. The long sword condensed with ice spirit roots in her other hand came out and attacked Lin Canyang's face.

The latter reacted immediately, dodged sideways, raised his spear and stabbed in the direction of Shu Jue again.

The spear penetrated Shu Jue's body, and Lin Canyang's pupils shrank. He just felt a little regretful, but found that there was no blood flowing out of the wound on "Shu Jue", and there was a sound of wind coming from behind him.

Is it an afterimage?

He raised his gun and blocked the sound of the wind behind him. A coldness spread along the gun and climbed directly onto his palm.

On the other side, another strong wind hit him hard. Lin Canyang tilted his head and dodged. The flaming wind of the fist brushed his face and set a few strands of hair on fire.

Shu Jue was as nimble as a rabbit, and immediately retreated as soon as the attack missed.

The sword that led to the moon bounced away from the blow blocked by Lin Canyang and was inserted not far away. Shujue stretched out her hand and the sword returned to her hand as if it was conscious.

Lin Canyang belatedly touched the hair on his cheek.

Less than half of the original length of hair was burned off by the fire, and the remaining hair was still somewhat curly at the end.

Seeing Shu Jue raising the sword again and looking at him with energy, he immediately raised his hand: "I admit defeat!"

Shu Jue's movement of lifting the sword paused.

So suddenly?

"In this competition, Qing Hongzong Shu Jue wins!"

After getting off the competition platform, Shu Jue still didn't understand why he suddenly gave up. Unexpectedly, before she said anything, Lin Canyang came over to say thank you.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist Shujue, for showing mercy."

Shu Jue: "Ah?" What mercy?

"My Taoist friend was afraid of hurting me just now, so he missed with that punch, right?" Lin Canyang could feel that if Shujue's punch hit him in the face, he would most likely be disfigured.

"Ah?" Shujue's head stopped for a moment. She was trying to remember when did she want to be merciful?

In Lin Canyang's bright eyes, she gritted her teeth and said, "It's okay, it should be."

She couldn't say that it was actually her fault, right?