Chapter 11 There is a problem with the spiritual vein

The pill melted in his mouth, and before Ping Haoran could taste the flavor, the top-grade detoxifying pill transformed into a rich spiritual power that instantly gathered in his internal organs.

A surge of spiritual power accompanied by the unique fragrance of top-grade elixir is unstoppable in the body.

The poison in the body was eliminated in the blink of an eye. The tricky poison from the Hehuan Sect was defused so easily.

Compared to Ping Haoran, who had witnessed Qin Baiqing's generosity many times, the others were obviously not so calm.

"How could she have a top-grade detoxifying pill..."

The top-grade detoxifying pill can only be refined by a top-grade alchemist. However, there are only a few alchemists left who can refine top-grade pills.

Who is this young Qingyun ancestor who suddenly appeared, and how could he have such a rich background!

The first thing he did was to produce something so good that all these sect leaders and elders would envy him.

"Okay, now you don't stink anymore." Qin Baiqing patted Ping Haoran with relief. She remembered that her mother would always give her a piece of candy after she took medicine, so she was troubled for a long time.

Finally, looking at Ping Haoran's old face with tears in his eyes, I felt that he must be unhappy after taking the medicine.

Then he rummaged around in his arms and stuffed a mouthful of honey into Ping Haoran's mouth.

"Eat it. You can get a little honey as a reward after taking the medicine."

The others looked at Ping Haoran smacking his lips as he tasted the honey with contempt.

But only Ping Haoran knew that what he was eating was not ordinary honey!
This rich and pure spiritual energy is at least the essence of spiritual honey extracted by the Queen Bee Beast himself!

The Queen Bee was stingy by nature, and would never let go of any grievance. Not only did Xiao Zu manage to snatch food from the Queen Bee's mouth, but he also managed to snatch honey of such high quality...

Xiao Zu really cares about me!
Ping Haoran is full of motivation.

Even though they didn't know the inside story of honey, the others were already shocked by Qin Baiqing's spirit when she subdued the monster.

They have now determined that Qin Baiqing is indeed the real Qingyun Patriarch, and have all behaved themselves, tacitly no longer mentioning their original intention of taking advantage of the situation to rob.

"cough."

Ping Haoran coughed lightly and signaled to everyone: "Fellow Daoists, why don't you leave? Is there something wrong?"

He didn't believe that these people came all the way here just to fight Qingyun Qiufeng.

Hua Shuilian, who had already become completely honest, looked at Zhong Shanqiu and took the initiative to show goodwill, "Haha... this time, we are actually here to discuss the Hundred Sects Competition."

"Yes. Sect Leader Ping, you speak!"

Zhong Shanqiu was most afraid of Qin Baiqing, so he asked in a muffled voice, "In previous years, several of our sects went together. What does Sect Leader Ping think this time?"

The unfinished intention was that he clearly still wanted to go to the Hundred Sects Competition with Qingyun as in previous years.

"What is the Hundred Sects Competition?" Qin Baiqing asked curiously.

She has a soft voice and is extremely curious about unknown things, looking like a harmless little girl.

But no one at the scene dared to underestimate it.

"Little Ancestor, as the name suggests, the Bai Zong Conference is a competition among all the sects in the world." Ping Haoran saw Hua Shuilian trying to explain, and hurriedly said:
"There are so many sects and schools in the world. All along, they have been ranked by the Hundred Sects Competition to decide who is the best and who is the largest sect in the world of cultivation."

At this point, he paused, intending to give himself face, and said proudly: "This Hundred Sects Competition is held once every thousand years, and it has been held for tens of thousands of years. My Qingyun Sect always comes out on top, and is the undisputed number one sect..."

"cut……"

An elder from some unknown family sneered disdainfully, interrupting Ping Haoran's flattery.

Even Ping Haoran himself had a look of shame and sadness on his face, as he felt that the Qingyun Sect had been in decline for a long time under his hands.

In order to maintain the title of the largest sect, they must win this competition.

But the disciples of Qingyun Sect have been declining year by year, and now compared with a thousand years ago, it is really... uncertain.

When Ping Haoran thought that Qingyun might lose the title of the number one sect in his hands, he wished he could die to atone for his sin!
"From my perspective, Qingyun is still as powerful as ever, so I'm afraid you will still take the first place."

A smiling voice came. Hua Shuilian glanced at the person who laughed and felt that the other person was very stupid.

She wanted to please Qin Baiqing, so she flattered him: "Especially now that Qingyun Sect has the old ancestor in charge, Qingyun Sect deserves the title of the largest sect."

"Is that so? I knew you were the best!" Qin Baiqing patted Ping Haoran's shoulder and praised him with a serious look on her face.

Then he smiled slyly, revealing a row of sweet little white teeth, "I want to go to the Hundred Sects Competition, too."

There's more fun to watch!

"Little Ancestor, the Hundred Sects Competition has a mixed crowd. If you go..."

"Do you have you to protect me?"

She interrupted Ping Haoran's hesitation to speak, put her hands behind her back and paced a few steps. The trust in her words made Ping Haoran's eyes red again.

I felt so proud and ambitious that I had to win the Hundred Sects Competition to bring honor to my little ancestor!

He put away his thoughts and replied to Hua Shui Lian Zhong Shan Qiu: "Then let's go together as usual."

"Thank you, Master Ping."

"Master Ping is so generous!"

The two got a satisfactory answer and did not stay any longer. Ping Haoran watched their backs as they left.

And just as their figures disappeared, worry surged in Ping Haoran's eyes again, and he took Qin Baiqing back to find the real ancestor.

"Ancestor, are we really going?" he asked hesitantly.

If they go and fail to win, how will Qingyun Sect cope with the situation?

"Just go."

Qin Feiyu half closed his eyes, and the shadow of the green lotus began to flash behind him again. He said calmly: "It's just a big competition. You just need to do your part."

"Great, we can go somewhere farther to play!" Qin Baiqing clapped her hands perfunctorily, sat next to Qin Feiyu obediently, and pretended to be casual and said, "Can we go to the place where the ancestor is?"

"No." He smiled and looked down at Qin Baiqing, "The master's real body is sleeping and cannot be seen by others now."

"So...what do you do besides sleeping?"

"Only sleep."

"Where do you sleep?"

"A place to sleep."

"..."

Qin Baiqing puffed out her cheeks, feeling particularly unhappy after her attempt failed.

Cunning liar!
Before she could think of another way to test Qin Feiyu's true form, he suddenly asked Qin Baiqing: "You are new to Qingyun, do you want to see the sect's exterior? Qingyun's fairyland is unique in the entire cultivation world."

"No." Qin Baiqing turned her head away and said bluntly: "You are trying to change the subject. You don't want me to know where your real body is."

What a coward!

A kind chuckle came from above his head, and the young man did not refute it, and was as gentle and warm as always.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of big hands lifted Qin Baiqing up. Gradually, she was surrounded by condensed spiritual energy. Her sight began to rise, and Ping Haoran's figure turned into a small black dot. Qin Baiqing could touch the mist on the mountains with her hand.

Until she reached the top of her sight, Qin Baiqing was having a lot of fun catching the clouds and glanced down inadvertently.

But she widened her round eyes, pouted and exclaimed: "Ping Haoran, you big idiot."

"I didn't even notice there was something wrong with my family's spiritual veins..."

(End of this chapter)

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