A leaf falls to know the autumn of the world,

Even if in the land of cultivating immortals, flowers bloom and fall, spring goes to autumn, and the four seasons change, it is normal.

Unless there is a special purpose, the cultivator will temporarily prevent the change of seasons with spells.

It is almost late autumn, and the leaves elsewhere are colorful and have begun to show the sparseness of winter.

On the Zixia Peak of Tianyin Mountain, it still continues the midsummer scenery of green shade and flowers.

For the Jinque Sword Lord's Meeting, the Sword Sect's Mingxu Daozun personally took action, and built an enchantment with the three-color Chunqing technique of the Divine Cultivator, sealed the change of seasons, and at the same time, together with the Ziyin Sect's mountain protection array, built another defensive barrier for the Ziyin Sword Sect.

At this time, Zixia Peak, by the Xiaguang platform,

The beauty is like a cloud, and she is amazed, which is comparable to a beauty pageant in the world.

A golden sword of the Sword Sect attracted the Northern Immortal League, large and small sects, large and small families, but all the female monks who had a little "gold" in the spiritual root signed up to participate in this selection event.

The grand gathering of female monks, the male monks naturally stepped aside, but it is rare for beautiful women to gather and fight, of course, the male monks will not miss such an eye-catching learning opportunity, not to mention that it is now in an extraordinary period when the demon clan is eyeing each other, and it is not bad to find a reason to come to the Sword Sect to avoid it for a while.

As a result, the male and female monks who participated in this grand event filled almost every corner of the glow platform.

Fortunately, the Sword Sect is extremely experienced in preparing for such grand events, and everything is arranged in an orderly manner, although there are many people, but they are in order.

After many screenings such as spiritual roots, physique, bone age, breath, and fate, among the many "golden" female cultivators, twenty female cultivators who are said to have some karma with Jin Que were selected to enter the final competition.

On the glow platform, the two beautiful female corrections are in full swing,

One of the two of them is dressed in blue like green smoke, the other is like a colorful butterfly, one is shining with silver light, and one is blooming with spell flowers.

Under the glow of the sunset, a group of male and female monks with different postures pointed and commented lively.

A few male cultivators of the Jingwu sect foamed at the mouth,

"Look, Uncle Nalan's Flying Flower Hidden Immortal Technique, his body has not moved, the flower has come out, and that technique is really becoming more and more refined. Some time ago, she only had seven flower shapes, but now she has thirteen. One flower shape, one power, it's too powerful. A male cultivator exclaimed.

"The flowers and rain are colorful and the fairy is hidden, it is really a scenery in the world, and Uncle Nalan is really more and more beautiful the more he looks at it. Tsk, it's a pity, if she gets the Golden Que Sword, it won't be cheaper for the kid from the Sword Sect. Another male cultivator's eyes straightened, shook his head, and attracted a elbow hammer from his companion, "Senior Brother Tu, shut your mouth, you don't know Uncle Nalan's temper, and you hate others praising her beauty the most. Have you forgotten. ＂

The male cultivator shrank his neck and immediately stopped,

"I said that Lu Mianzhu of the Bihua Sect is also very powerful, and Senior Sister Nalan may not be able to win. "A male cultivator is obviously more objective and rational, "Senior Sister Nalan's spells have too many flower shapes, which hinder the speed, so it is better to be less useful." ＂

"Uncle Lin, look at which of them has a better chance of winning. ＂

The rational male cultivator pondered for a moment, shook his head, and chuckled: "I see that neither of them can win." Unless you are desperate or can tell the winner. However, this will break the rules, and Senior Sister Nalan's image will also be destroyed, and she will definitely refuse. ＂

The two of them have been fighting for a long time on the stage, and it is true that as the male cultivator of the Jingwu faction said, the two are fighting back and forth, and when they meet opponents in chess, no one can take advantage.

Because it is a meeting of the Golden Que Sword to choose the master, it is not like the competition when the sect accepts disciples, regardless of the dead and wounded. In this meeting, there are words first, harmony is precious, a qiē point to the end, if there are excessive means, the reference will be disqualified, and his family will also be compensated.

Even if each participant has extraordinary means, it is inconvenient to use them in the competition.

Moreover, although the winner has more chances to be recognized by the Golden Que Sword, he also has to further look at their respective opportunities.

An hour has passed, and the two of them are still fighting, and after a long time, they will be aesthetically fatigued, except for the disciples of the two factions of the Bihua Sect and the Jingwu Sect, who are still nervously watching the battle, the children of the other sects and families have begun to quietly discuss the next competition.

The side of Xiaguang Terrace is very lively, but it is deserted on a small peak next to Xiaguang Terrace.

This small peak is one of the thirteen small peaks that surround Zixia Peak.

Different from other small peaks, the richness of the aura of this small peak is better than several main peaks, standing in the air, at a glance, the peak is full of well-planned medicinal fields, all kinds of spiritual grass have not withered due to the change of seasons, on the contrary, the growth is vigorous, very moist.

At this time, in a large field of lilac medicine, two female cultivators dressed in the costumes of the Ziyin Sword Sect and a male cultivator were busy in the field.

One of these two female cultivators is Liu Chuyan, the apprentice of the cause, and the other is Luo Jianchen.

After the experience of the illusory heart pool, Luo Jianchen suffered in the pool for a day and a night, and finally lost her mind and lost consciousness, and it had been seven days since she woke up.

Later, I heard Luo Qingyu mention that it was Han He who took her away from the Illusory Heart Pool that day, and Mingxu Daozun woke her up.

Since she didn't find the natal sword, and she lost her mind in the phantom pool, this experience ended in failure.

Therefore, Qingjin Daojun did not make an exception to accept him as a disciple, but his first disciple, Han He, included him in the door wall.

And she took the new name of Su Nianyue and became a sword cultivator of the Ziyin Sword Sect.

In the eyes of others, being a disciple of a Daojun and being a disciple of a real person are completely different levels, but in Luo Jianchen's opinion, they are all the same.

Think about it, she has come this way, there are really a lot of masters, but I don't know if these masters should be unlucky, or she is more unlucky, it seems that after becoming her master, none of them died decently. So she speculated whether Han He would die early this time.

To be honest, she has a really good impression of Han He, he is generous, and he is also very kind to his disciples, and he is particularly concerned about Luo Jianchen, a new disciple who has entered the door, so Luo Jianchen secretly prayed that his new master could have good luck and live a long life.

As for Han He's group of disciples, except for Leng Minglei, who was quite hostile to this new junior sister, several other senior brothers and sisters took good care of him, and several of these senior brothers and sisters were Luo Jianchen's old acquaintances.

Sun Jingyang, Luo Qingyu, and Luo Mingyu tacitly took care of this new little sister.

A few days after the entry, it was the meeting of the Golden Que Sword to choose the master, although most of the matter was raised by the Deacon Hall, but because the location was in Zixia Peak, Han He, who was the eldest disciple of Qingjin Daojun, naturally could not stay out of the matter, and several of his disciples were busy with this matter.

Luo Jianchen's new entrance wall, many affairs in the door are still unclear, it just so happened that Juyang Daojun's Lingzhu Peak needed manpower, and Han He asked her to come to Lingzhu Peak to help during the meeting.

It was an unexpected joy to be able to see this medical cultivator so quickly, Luo Jianchen had an idea in his heart, it was best to find a reason, and if he could stay by the side of Juyang Daojun to observe and learn, then it would not be in vain to suffer from the torture of that Mingxu Dao Venerable.

Outside the medicine field, an old man in Taoist clothes and a young man were holding a handful of small purple seeds and looking through them.

The young man was slender and elegant, with a handsome and fair left side of his face and a scorched and ugly right half of his face.

"Master" The young man's delicate voice was like a child's, "How can the size of the flower seeds be so different this time, and the color of the flower seeds is too light, most of them didn't pay attention to the care of the flowers, I think it's better to inform the deacon brother and let them find someone else to take care of it,"

"It's rare to be able to bear flower seeds, don't blame Xin Ci anymore, you don't have to find someone, you also know that I like to be quiet. Xin Ci, this kid is just not stubborn, so he will be more distracted. After treatment for a period of time, the heart and liver pulse are stable, and it will be fine. The old man smiled kindly.

"Master, you just have too soft heart," the young man complained, "I'm afraid you can't refine a few purple toad incense pills with these flower seeds." You see that this year has been wasted again, so when will you be able to resume your cultivation? ＂

The old man smiled lightly: "If you can refine a few, you can refine a few, whether the cultivation is restored or not has no effect on the alchemy of healing, what is the hurry." ＂

"But the Demon King has turned into a god, and the war with the Immortal Alliance will break out at any time, the origin of those who injured Uncle Yue last time is unknown, and the undercurrent of the two sects of sword qi is surging, such a dangerous moment, if you can recover your cultivation earlier, it will also make the disciples less worried. The young man was worried.

The old man waved his hand and still said indifferently: "With the Ming Void Dao Ancestor sitting in the Sword Sect, how can I have anything to do." ＂

He looked up at Sun Shadow: "Yiqiu, the hour has passed, and it is useless to stain the flower seeds, you go and let those children disperse," he said, putting the flower seeds in his hand into his bag.

"Master. The young man frowned, knowing that it was useless to say more, shook his head and sighed, and shouted into the flowers: "You three come here." ＂

When the three of them heard the man's greeting, they all stopped what they were doing and ran to the two of them.

Liu Chuyan obviously came here often and was familiar with them, she was the first to hand the flower seeds in her hand to the man and said, "Master Juyang, Uncle Lin, how come there are many fewer flower seeds this year than three years ago." I guess it must have been Senior Brother Xin's distraction while nursing. As he spoke, he turned his head sideways and grimaced at the male cultivator beside him.

Xin Ci lowered his head and did not argue, but without saying a word, he silently handed over the flower seeds in his hand to Lin Yiqiu.

Looking at Xin Cimune's expression, Luo Jianchen felt sad for a while, this Senior Brother Xin is no stranger to her, by the Demon Clan's Revenant Pool, he won the battle and survived.

At that time, although he was on the verge of life and death, he was especially proud and reprimanded Luo Jianchen. But who would have thought that when they met again, he would have become a sluggish and absent-minded person.

It was only when he first saw Luo Jianchen that hatred ignited his vitality, and after figuring out her identity, he regained his wilting.

"Uncle Lin" Luo Jianchen handed the two bags in his hand to Lin Yiqiu.

Lin Yiqiu opened the bag and glanced at it, with a look of surprise on his face,

"Senior nephew Su, why do you have so many flower stems and roots in this bag. ＂

Luo Jianchen said: "Uncle Hui, the flower seeds of these stained flowers are too small to be used alone, and it is a pity to waste them, so I left its flower stems, and the flower roots match them, these flower stems and flower roots are dried and ground in the sun, and each thousand three hundred and fifty-eight grams is smelted with ten small flower seeds first, although the effect of the juice after refining is slightly worse than that of a large flower seed, but if other spirit grasses are properly coordinated during alchemy, it should still be able to make up for the shortcomings." ＂

"Is that true? Lin Yiqiu was taken aback, and turned his head to look at Juyang Daojun. RS