After rebirth, the little junior sister’s salty life

Qing Ning followed her master back to Jiufeng.

"Ning'er, there will be a sect competition in three days. We at Jiufeng never like competing for these things. You just have to do your best!"

While drinking, Sikong Jing said to his young disciple that he had never cared about the results of the sect competition. His disciples could not judge by relying on the competition. The road to seeking the great road was full of all kinds of hardships. If you don't have the ability, courage and wisdom to fight against difficulties, you will only perish in the long river of seeking the truth.

He couldn't explain the reason, he just felt that the little girl was not simple. Seeing that she was only in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, he couldn't explain what the situation was, but he knew that she had found the path she wanted to pursue. , and be firm, that is enough.

"Master, doesn't he want his disciples to bring glory to Jiufeng?"

Qing Ning looked at her master in confusion. If it were someone else's master, he would definitely give many instructions to his disciples to strive for the first or top rankings. However, his master was very Buddhist and he didn't care about this.

"Fighting for glory, what kind of glory are you fighting for? You don't need to fight for the glory of Jiufeng. You just have to work hard to practice. Okay, you have been out for a long enough time. Go back and rest!"

Sikong Jing said indifferently.

"Yes, master!"

Qing Ning left Sikong Jing's cave, and Song Bo looked helplessly at his little master jumping around.

"Master, don't you prepare some things for the little master that Dabi will use? It would be bad if the little master gets hurt!"

"Prepare something? Oh, don't underestimate that little girl. She has a lot of good things in her hands, and she's fine, so she won't be hurt! But you're right, it's time to prepare something for her. Other disciples have it, so I How can we have fewer disciples? Asong, go to the warehouse to see if there are any spiritual treasures suitable for the little girl, and send them to her!"

Sikong Jing still felt sorry for the little girl, and he really didn't like her getting hurt.

Returning to her cave, she looked at the snow-white wolf in the cave and immediately ran over, hugging it in her arms and hugging it. She liked Yinxue the most, and its fur was so cute.

Yinxue looked at the door speechlessly. This time, the master went out to do a task and happened to catch up with it to advance, so it was placed in the cave. It had just successfully advanced when it got the news that the master was back. In the cave Waiting for her inside, she didn't expect to receive such treatment as soon as they met.

"Yinxue, do you miss me so much?!"

"Uuuuuuuuuah, yes, master!"

"I miss you too, and I brought you roasted rabbit. It's delicious!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, thank you master!"

……

One person and one animal are sitting on the ground talking, looking very warm.

On the Dan Peak, Mu Qingya had just left her master's cave. The master had prepared some elixirs for her, but her mood at this moment was not calm.

Since coming back from Qixia Secret Realm, she has been dreaming every night. Every time, she dreamed of a little girl. She looked small and weak. She couldn't see clearly what she looked like, but she kept calling her Sister, who is she? She knew that she had a little sister, but her parents kept her somewhere else. Could it be her? It seems that I have time to go back to Mu's house to find out the details of that girl.

"Sister, sister, what are you thinking about? I called you several times, but you didn't say anything."

Mu Qingya turned around and looked at her second brother with a dazed look in her eyes, wondering whether she should tell him if she didn't know about this.

"Why did my brother remember that he came to Danfeng today to find his sister?"

"I had a dream about a girl wearing very shabby clothes. She looked like she was only five or six years old, but she called me brother. Is she the sister who was imprisoned in the villa?"

Mu Qingfeng felt a headache for a while. He had no feelings for the sister he had never seen before, but since he saw her in the fantasy world of Qixia Secret Realm, he often dreamed of her!

"Did brother also dream about that girl?"

"Yeah? Did Qingya also dream about it?"

Mu Qingfeng was a little surprised, but he quickly recovered. They were twins, and it was normal for them to be able to sense each other's dreams.

"Yes, I have often dreamed of her these past few days. I plan to go home after the sect competition, especially to see this sister."

The brother and sister walked and talked.

There will be a sect competition in two days, and the peak masters of each mountain peak have also prepared resources for their direct disciples.

In the main peak, in the Chonghua Hall, Xuan Xiao, the leader of the Qingyun Sect, looked solemn.

"Is the news reliable?"

"Of course it's reliable. My man also followed him in. He saw the maze destroyed with his own eyes. After all, she was once sealed by our ancestors. I'm worried that she will come to take revenge."

"There is no other way. We have recently strengthened our defenses and don't let unknown people enter the sect easily!"

"I understand, Sect Master."

After saying that, the man exited the hall. Xuan Xiao rubbed his forehead. Enough was enough. Now they have to clean up the mess left by their ancestors thousands of years ago. Those are fairies. How can they be opponents? !

Two days passed quietly, and the Qingyun Sect's sect competition officially began.

The major peak masters will sit in the stands and watch the struggles of their disciples. They have all experienced this.

Sikong Jing sat crookedly on the chair, holding his precious gourd in his hand, taking a sip from time to time.

Qing Ning and other participants listened to the sect leader's words.

"Okay, that's all I have to say. I believe everyone understands the rules. Now I announce that the sect competition will begin now!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Dang Dang Dang!"

As soon as the leader finished speaking, drums and gongs sounded.

The competition is divided into 16 stages in total. The attacker defeats the defender and becomes the new defender. If he defeats other attackers and successfully stands at the end, he can enter the next round.

However, each participant only has one chance. If he fails to attack or defend, he will be disqualified.

……

Qing Ning was on the periphery, watching a few people come on stage and start the competition.

"Who do you think the leader of this sect competition will be? I think it's Senior Brother Dongfang!"

"If you ask me, it should be Senior Brother Nangong, his swordsmanship is so powerful!"

"What are you talking about? Senior Sister Su is still awesome."

"If you ask me, Senior Brother Murong is still the most powerful."

……

Everyone had different opinions, and Qing Ning was a little puzzled.

"Don't you think highly of Jiufeng?"

"Watch Jiufeng, stop joking, how can they win! By getting others drunk?"

"you!"

Qing Ning paused, took a deep breath, smiled, and did not care about them. She had no desire to survive, but suddenly she wanted to win.

Seeing the disciples in front of him being eliminated one by one, Qing Ning rolled up his sleeves and prepared to attack.