“......”

She was so angry that she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them again.

"The head said, when you come back, I will reward you with ten red cherry blossoms, and not only that, but the spiritual fruit obtained by the disciple will also be divided into one-third of you. ”

Fanxin, who was dressed in white, frowned and elaborated helplessly.

"What? Red Cherry Blossom Ti? Give me a third of the spirit fruit? Why didn't you say it earlier? Let's go, hurry up, hey, as an elder of a faction, I should protect the safety of my disciples, if I don't go, I will definitely go." ”

After speaking, he immediately got up, took Fanxin's hand, and walked down the mountain.

The stunned Fanxin looked at Yan Jiujiu, who was indifferent one second ago, and was full of interest the next.

This change of face is faster than turning a book, and sure enough...... She only knows how to eat!

Noticing the slight heat coming from his palm, he glanced down.

Her eyes couldn't help but move slightly, although her image was not good, it was undeniable that she was very beautiful, with a pair of white and tender little hands, particularly slender and white.

Small, weak and boneless, clenched his big hand, and even his heart rippled.

However, Fanxin's thoughts, Yan Jiujiu naturally didn't know, and flew forward by himself.

In the past three years, although she was greedy, she also practiced some basic immortal methods.

For example, Edgeworth Flying, which is best used instead of walking, and Flame Technique, which is used to make fire, cleansing the body, and no need to take a bath... Wait a minute.

If her idea was known to all the cultivators, she would definitely be angry, it was obviously a spell that could be attacked, and she regarded it as a so-called convenience, it was simply extravagant...

"Senior Brother Fanxin, are we going to the palace to answer or?"

Her muttering came from the air, and she asked weakly.

"Oh...... Just go directly to the Immortal Spirit Terrace, where the disciples are gathered and waiting. ”

A little distracted, he glanced at the hands of the two of them and replied mechanically.

Yan Jiuyue, who was immersed in the red cherry blossoms, didn't notice at all that the faces of the people who were walking with her behind her were a little unnatural, and even a hint of blush rose.

Yan Jiujiu was silent again, used all his spiritual power, and accelerated his flight.

Soon, we arrived at Lingxiantai.

Lingxian Terrace is a place where the disciples of Qianyang Palace gather to fight, and if the disciples in the general sect want to challenge, or learn from each other, they can come here to sign up, and the elders in charge will arrange the fighting matters.

At this time, Lingxiantai gathered a large number of disciples.

At a glance, they are all white-clothed waiters, ethereal and fairy, and they are good-looking.

Seeing a man and a woman falling from the sky, like them, dressed in white, the two held hands, it was Yan Jiu and Fanxin.

At this time, when the crowd saw this, there was a bustling commotion, and many people were talking in whispers.

They all knew the Sanskrit heart, but few people knew that woman.

Everyone is puzzled, isn't it that Uncle Fanxin has a good relationship?

Which female cultivator is this, so beautiful?

The male disciples all envied Fanxin, who could have such a beautiful woman as a Taoist companion, and some bold people swept around Yan Jiu's body with fiery eyes.

But the nuns are the opposite, some are jealous, some are expressionless, and some are even more disdainful.

Between women and women, the most difficult thing to see is that the other party is longer than their own beauty, and this has been the case since ancient times.

What's more, she is still holding the sweethearts of many female disciples, and some people are even more dissatisfied.

After landing, Yan Jiujiu let go of Fanxin's hand and walked straight to the side of Qianshanyue.

Ignoring the group of babbling disciples, he smiled flatteringly at the moving mountains.

"Senior brother in charge, I heard that there is fruit?"

Straight to the point, her meaning is obvious, she is coming for the spirit fruit, as for whether it is true, she has to confirm, she doesn't want to go in vain, she is tired and panicked, isn't it good to eat the spirit fruit and bask in the sun in her own cave?

"Well, that's nature, ten red cherry blossoms, one is not less. ”

Qian Shanyue shook his head a little helplessly, and sure enough... She didn't hide it at all.

"There is also a third of the disciple's harvest, senior brother, don't forget?"

I mentioned it again uneasily, she really likes to eat it too much, the soul of this world is simply a delicacy in the world, no matter how you eat it, it won't last, and it is very sweet.

Every time she finishes eating, she feels comfortable physically and mentally, and even her realm is faintly improved, which is why she doesn't meditate and practice like others, as long as she eats enough, she can practice independently.

However, she didn't tell others about this, she knew that there must be some reason for her body to mutate, in this world where the strong are respected, it is better to be careful, although no one has coveted it so far, but who knows if it will be in the future?

What's more, she has a soul-devouring vein that makes everyone jealous, and she is simply the chosen daughter.

Because of this, she showed that she didn't care about cultivation, and her purpose was not to attract attention.

Another point is that she really doesn't like to meditate and practice, like a fool, it's boring.

"Gluttony is not good for spiritual practice..."

"Got it, got it!"

He looked at the disciples below nonchalantly.

Seeing this, Qian Shanyue was helpless, and he sighed in his heart that he hated iron but not steel!

"Ahem! Since we are all here, I will introduce to you, this is Yan Jiujiu, the new elder of our Qianyang Palace, everyone can call her Uncle Yan in the future. ”

When Qian Shanyue spoke, he used a trace of aura, and his voice was not big or small, and it spread to everyone's ears, as if it was a face-to-face speech.

Before he could finish speaking, the disciples below were even more noisy.

It turned out to be a new elder, and he was still so young that he was an elder, could it be that he had reached the transcendent realm like Uncle Fanxin?

Everyone has doubts in their hearts, and even some people have already turned their heads to each other.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the disciples were in disarray, Qian Shanyue couldn't help but snort coldly.

Everyone was silent for a while, just because of the cold snort, which made them sweat, with a huge spiritual pressure, which made them a little breathless.

"This time, Yan Jiujiu and Fanxin will lead you down the mountain to test, the purpose of the trial must have been known to you, one is to improve your realm and stabilize the foundation, and the other is to need you to pick some spiritual food, the top three with the largest number at that time will be rewarded with a Creation Pill and a spirit treasure, okay, go back quickly, for a month!"

Fanxin took a step forward, and then took out a dragon boat from the storage bag, the size of a palm, and inlaid five spirit stones in the card slot.

The dragon boat suddenly enlarged hundreds of feet and floated in the air.

He glanced at the disciples and took the lead in flying to the dragon boat.

Yan Jiujiu blinked when he saw this, and also used his aura to follow.

Then came all the disciples.

She probably glanced at it, and most of them were below the transcendent realm.

Just as she was making her rounds, a cold gaze suddenly came, making her slightly unwell.

Looking down that place, it turned out to be Xueqin.

Xue Qin saw her coming, her eyes were full of frost, and she looked at her.

Heh, Yan Jiujiu is a little happy now.

After looking up and down, I couldn't help but laugh a little when I saw that she was still in the Gathering Spirit Realm below the transcendent level.

This is obviously a three-year retreat without a breakthrough, and I took this opportunity to come out and find a breakthrough.

He shook his head helplessly, and a trace of regret appeared on his face.