"Go ahead, take care of yourself!"

Hua Shuyao put a backpack on Xia Li's body, which was full of food and medicine.

Since Hua Shuyao accepted Xia Li as a righteous son, Xia Li has lived in a corner of the pharmacy in a bright and bright manner, although Hua Shuyao's nominal statement to Hua Lanzong is to accept Xia Li as a pharmacy apprentice, after all, the old-fashioned and stubborn Hua Lanzong will not allow her, the widow of the Hua family, to accept any righteous son into the door.

"Thank you, mother!" Only when the two of them were alone at this moment could Xia Li generously call Hua Shuyao his mother.

Xia Li tidied up his lichen, and then strode out of the pharmacy door.

That's right, today is the day of the Lanshan Festival, all the disciples will be under the leadership of the deacon of the sect, enter the Lanshan to gain knowledge, hunt all kinds of beasts, collect different elixirs, and because the vitality in Lanshan is also relatively abundant, many disciples will also make breakthroughs under the deacon's protector, such as Hua Zinan, who aimed at the Gathering Spirit Realm this time.

"Xiao Ion!" At this time, the practice ground was already crowded with people, in addition to the sixty-one disciples of the Hualan Sect in Qinglan City, there were also disciples from the neighboring cities and towns and disciples with foreign surnames who belonged to the branch, the total number of people exceeded two hundred, and even the deacons of the Gathering Spirit Realm who led the team were as many as ten.

After all, the Arashiyama Festival is a major event for the Hualan Sect, and even for all the people living around Arashiyama.

"Brother Liu Man, how are you doing?!" Xia Li naturally integrated into the team of children with foreign surnames, although he was already a disciple of his own family in name, but now his foreign surname was a bowl of water, so it didn't matter which side he stood on.

"It's okay! I'm in good shape!" Liu Man said as he hammered his chest, and glanced at Hua Zilong on the side of his disciple by the way, with a hint of anger in his eyes.

Although Hua Zilong did defeat Liu Man, Liu Man's Jedi counterattack also injured Hua Zilong's arm, although the monk's body had vitality flowing and the recovery speed was amazing, Hua Zilong's bandage was still not opened, which showed how serious his bone injury was.

"Little beggar!" the eldest sister Hua Zinan was extremely excited, after all, for the disciples, the Lanshan Festival was like a grand outing.

"I want to see what my aunt has prepared for you!" Hua Zinan opened Xia Li's backpack without saying anything, and turned over the items that Hua Shuyao had just sorted out in a mess, which is also the consistent style of this reckless girl.

"Stop! Your subordinates are defeated! Everything has been messed up by you!" Xia Li of course resisted, and took off the bag and hugged it in his arms.

"What did you just call me?" Hua Zinan's frontal horn blood vessels began to twitch again.

"Defeated!"

"I'll kill you little beggar!"

......

"The audience was silent ——!"

At this moment, Wu Changkang and the two deacons led by Hua Zitang stood in front of the team and shouted at the team of more than 200 people, the sound was like a bell, bright and abnormal, and the noisy disciples in the audience instantly quieted down.

"Here's the ancestor of the Hualan Sect!"

"Oh——!" The disciples below suddenly began to get excited, and some disciples surnamed Hua began to applaud fiercely, because they knew that the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Hua Lan Sect was now this old man who was over the age of eight, Hua Tiancheng.

Hua Tiancheng, the ancestor of the Hualan Sect, slowly floated onto the stage, only to see his white beard and hair constantly fluttering in the wind, with a unique temperament that is beyond the world.

Hua Tiancheng is a genius of his generation, at the age of fourteen, he broke through the Quenching Bone Realm and was promoted to the Gathering Spirit, and at the age of twenty-four, he gathered the Soul Realm to achieve the Great Perfection and launched an impact on a higher realm, now this old man is nearly seventy, no one knows what realm he has reached, but all the hostile or competing forces of the Hua Lan Sect know that this old man is an existence that must not be provoked!

And Hua Tiancheng's four sons, except for Hua Wen'an, are also top heroes:

The eldest Hua Wenhong, at the age of twenty-eight, broke through the spirit gathering and became an elder of the sect, and at the age of thirty, he became the head of the Hua family, and had two sons under his knees, namely Hua Zilong and Hua Zifeng, two brothers.

Lao Sanhua Wenwu is an out-and-out martial arts idiot, although his talent is worse than that of his peers, but he has found another way, delved into technology, and has become the Hua family's premier boxing master and Yuanshu master, and Hua Zinan is also his only daughter, which can be seen from the character of the father and daughter.

And the fourth Hua Wenjie should be the most dazzling of the four children, and his talent should not be inferior to the current Hua Zilong. But helplessly, God was jealous of the talent and died young, leaving only a surviving Hua Shuyao to stay alone.

Since Hua Wenjie's death, the Hua family has blamed Hua Shuyao, who married into the family, saying that she was destined to kill Hua Jiaying's talented Wenjie, which also caused Hua Shuyao's status to take a sharp turn and suffer a lot.

"You are all young talents of my Hualan Sect!"

Hua Tiancheng's voice is not loud, but it seems to ring equally in everyone's ears, no matter how far or near, no matter how high or low.

"Today's Lanshan Festival is a grand event for my Hualan Sect! It is also a grand event for your young disciples!"

"I hope that all young people will show their talents at the Arashiyama Festival. Strive to grow and become the mainstay of the sect in the future!"

"Yes! Never disappoint the ancestors!"

Hua Tiancheng's speech was not long, but it seemed to have magical power, and in just a few words, the disciples in the audience burst into tears, and they bowed down and bowed to him.

Xia Li was no exception, he was ready to fall to the ground with a plop on his knees, but he never wanted to kneel halfway, but his legs didn't obey the call, and he couldn't kneel!

"Master!"

Xia was in a hurry, knowing that it must be his unruly master who was making trouble.

"Master, if I don't kneel down now, it will be very conspicuous!"

"Impossible! My apprentice can only kneel to me! Hua Shuyao forget it, after all, she is your child's stepmother, and it is natural for a child to kneel to his parents, but what kind of thing is this treacherous old man?

Hao Yan obviously didn't plan to give in, Xia Li's legs were controlled by him, and he couldn't hold it down.

Xia Li could only try his best to keep his body low, but fortunately, he was a little younger, and his size was not big, and he was not eye-catching in a team of two hundred people.

"All the disciples are flat!"

As Hua Tiancheng's words sounded, Xia Li finally felt that his feet had regained sensation and slowly straightened his knees.

"Master, you said that the ancestor was using the Yuan Technique to bewitch the disciple's mind just now, does it turn out that the Yuan Technique still has such a wonderful use?" Xia Li was very curious, after all, just now he himself almost threw himself to the ground and gave a big gift to the ancestor of the Hua family, whom he had rarely met.

"What is the name of the ancestor? He is your ancestor, why do you like to be a grandson so much?" Grasping the loophole in Xia Li's words, Haoyan criticized it again, and Xia Li, who said it bluntly, couldn't raise his head.

"Grow up well, when you reach the Gathering Spirit Realm, I will let you see the world of true Yuan Shu!"