Seeing Ye Shaohua's movements.
Fu Xue also sneered, "Shaohua, didn't you hear it clearly? It's the disciples of our sect that can …"
Before she could finish her sentence, the old man who took the golden wooden token suddenly changed his expression.
He sat up straight, his pair of turbid eyes staring at Ye Shaohua for a while, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes. A moment later, he handed the golden wooden plate to Ye Shaohua, "Number 1, Ye Shaohua, go in."
When those words came out, not to mention Fu Xue and Yue Qingyuan, even Mu Xuan was shocked.
"Number 1? Why is it Number One? "Fu Xue keenly noticed that something was wrong with the old man's expression.
Her expression wasn't very good either.
Does Ye Shaohua also have soul talent? Then why wasn't she detected three years ago?
The old man took back his gaze from Ye Shaohua and restored his previous attitude. He did not look at Fu Xue at all, let alone answer her question.
Fu Xue looked at Ye Shaohua, but she didn't say anything in the end.
So what if it was Number One?
She didn't know what good luck Ye Shaohua had encountered, but she, Fu Xue, had been cultivating in the Xuan Sect for the past three years. The Xuan Sect was the place with the most spiritual energy on the main road.
Not to mention that the Xuan Sect would give their disciples pills and spirit stones every month.
Even if Ye Shaohua really had talent, she had stayed outside for three years. She didn't know who her master was. With Fu Xue's current position in the Xuan Sect and her identity as a purple robed disciple, how could she lose to her?
Fu Xue's eyes swept across Ye Shaohua's coarse clothes, and her expression instantly became better.
"Shaohua, who gave you your wooden card?" Thinking of this, Fu Xue gently looked at Ye Shaohua, "Why didn't you look for me when you came to Xuan sect?"
Ye Shaohua was too lazy to pay attention to her. She found a place near the competition platform and stood there.
Fu Xue's gentle expression was a little twisted.
"Senior Brother Mu, thank you for bringing Shaohua back to the sect. Otherwise, I don't know how long it would take for me to see her again." Fu Xue followed her to Mu Xuan's side and said to him.
Mu Xuan finally spoke to Fu Xue.
The two chatted happily, and Ye Shaohua was left out in the cold.
But she didn't care.
Fu Xue said a few words to Mu Xuan, and only left when the match was about to start.
"Miss Ye, why do you have a wooden plate? You're a disciple of our sect? Why didn't you tell us on the way here? "The white-clothed man asked the question that Mu Xuan was extremely curious about.
The two of them had been with Ye Shaohua for a few days, but they had never seen her use profound qi, and there was no fluctuation of profound qi on her body.
Ye Shaohua faintly looked up, "my teacher gave it to me, yes, you didn't ask me."
The man in white and Mu Xuan thought for a long time before they realized that she was answering their questions sentence by sentence.
The two of them had lived for so long, but they had never seen such a person.
Mu Xuan couldn't help but ask who her teacher was.
This time, Ye Shaohua did not answer.
Hearing that Ye Shaohua didn't want to mention this, Mu Xuan didn't ask again, but pressed his doubts to the bottom of his heart.
The man in white looked at Ye Shaohua and smiled. "So you are not an ordinary person. What should I call you, junior sister or senior sister?"
However, Mu Xuan and him both understood why Ye Shaohua wasn't surprised to see them as immortal teachers.
So he was also an Immortal Master.
Thinking about how he told her about the Xuan Sect on the way to the sect, the man in white was a bit embarrassed.
"I don't know." Ye Shaohua shrugged. "I might not be able to meet the teacher."
"You're the same," the man in white nodded, feeling a bit emotional. "My teacher also said that if I don't enter the top fifty, he won't see me. Don't you think my teacher is scary?"
Top fifty?
Ye Shaohua smiled. "It's okay."
"What do you mean it's okay!" The man in white curled his lips, then ridiculed again, "There are twenty red clothed disciples and fifty purple clothed disciples in the sect. The white clothed disciples with wooden tablets all have a few tricks up their sleeves. It's too hard to enter the top fifty! Miss Ye, what rank did your teacher ask you to meet him? "
Ye Shaohua hooked her lips, but didn't answer.
Top fifty, it's really okay.
Because Master Murong told her to get first place and then meet him!
So, for her, top fifty, she really didn't think it was a high requirement.
"Oh right," the man in white remembered something and smiled at Ye Shaohua. "Since you're also a practitioner, then do you know a mysterious alchemist in the Xuan Sect? She's also a woman, and according to the rumors, she's not that old. It can't be you, right? "
He said it casually, not really thinking that Ye Shaohua was that mysterious alchemist.
After all …
A mystic alchemist, in the Xuan Sect, was an existence second only to the sect master.
This kind of person should be a genius in the Sacred City, how could it be Ye Shaohua who was wearing coarse clothes?
So the man in white just casually said it.
He didn't see that Ye Shaohua had her hands around her chest, and her lips were slightly raised.
In this competition, not only all the white clothed disciples and above, even the elders of the sect attached great importance to it.
On the huge competition stage.
A middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "The sect competition, I hope that everyone here can display their greatest strength. Only those who enter the top three will have the opportunity to go to the Sacred City. Now, the first round begins, number one Ye Shaohua, number thirteen Fu Xue. "
As soon as this sentence came out, everyone on the stage looked at Fu Xue with a "shua" sound.
Fu Xue should be very famous in this group of people, otherwise she wouldn't have caused such an uproar.
But when they saw Ye Shaohua, the people below were a bit amused.
"This number one Ye Shaohua is a disciple of which peak, why is she wearing a grey robe?"
There were a lot of people in the Xuan Sect, and three years ago there was a wave of new blood. This group of disciples had been in seclusion for several years, so even if the disciples didn't know each other, it wasn't strange.
"Shaohua, do you want to admit defeat?" Fu Xue stood on the stage, not caring about the gazes of all the disciples, "Although we know each other, it's impossible for me to hold back because of this."
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