Chen Shaoxuan and Lu Ruiqi, the second generation of immortals, Nan Xiaofan, the rich girl in the second generation, the second generation of embroidery, Ouyang Junxing, the second generation of doctors, Hu Yu, the second generation of cooks, and Bai Yingluo, the adopted son of the butcher, passed the exam and became an official disciple of Shaohua Mountain.

After becoming an official disciple of Shaohua Mountain, he went to receive a new disciple's clothes.

In the past, Nan Xiaofan was dressed in fancy clothes, and suddenly she was dressed in white fluttering, after she looked at the mirror, she felt that her dress had a refreshing feeling!

"Sometimes it's nice to dress modestly." Nan Xiaofan continued to look in the mirror.

However, Nan Xiaofan didn't take off the golden jewelry on her body, she was used to wearing these jewelry, if she didn't wear it, it seemed that she was missing something.

Mo Ya came out of the bedroom and saw Nan Xiaofan wearing a disciple's costume, standing at the bottom of the stairs, saluting him.

Mo Ya looked at Nan Xiaofan, and said to her coldly: "Oh, Nan Xiaofan, you are suddenly dressed so plainly, this immortal is almost unrecognizable!" ”

Nan Xiaofan said with some embarrassment: "Shangxian, now that the disciple has become an official disciple of Shaohua Mountain, if he dresses too publicly, he is a little embarrassed!" ”

"Do you still know that you are embarrassed, you have become a formal disciple, and it is really different, and your consciousness has at least improved by a level......

"It's been a prize, it's too much!" Nan Xiaofan knew that Mo Ya was sarcastic about himself, so he could only pretend not to understand. Now he is his subordinate, and it is said that he is still the future head of Shaohua Mountain, so he dare not see him!

Mo Ya looked at Nan Xiaofan again and spoke: "But ...... The gold ornaments you wear on your body are very distinctive...... The golden one made the immortal dazzled......"

"These ...... Gold ornaments are gifts from the disciples' respected parents, although these gold ornaments are hung on the disciples, which seems to be more, but after all, they are given by the disciples and elders, and they dare not hang them! ”

"So that's the case, as soon as Ben Xian looks at these gold ornaments, he knows that your father and mother must be a rich man, haha!"

After Nan Xiaofan left Moya, he put his back and said depressedly: "The baby girl has become an official disciple of Shaohua Mountain, but she can't stand the poisonous tongue of this immortal, when will she learn the spell of turning stones into gold, and then, the baby girl will slip away and go back to be a rich woman, and I don't want to suffer from such a bird ...... anymore."

The eight-point disciples of the preparatory class have now become the official disciples of Shaohua Mountain, and they got together, looked at each other, and then teased each other, laughing and laughing.

"Oh, it's not easy for us to finally become the official disciples of Shaohua Mountain."

"We're finally learning together again!"

A disciple said: "We also have the opportunity to be like other Shaohua Mountain disciples, as long as we can break through the level set by the Immortal on the Ink Cliff, then we will be the disciples of the future head of the sect." ”

"Yes, let's go to the level together!"

After Tang Na knew what these eight disciples were thinking, he warned them: "You guys better stop dreaming, you haven't skimmed the eight characters yet, and you want to rush to the level!" You see, those disciples who have cultivated here for thousands of years have no way to become the disciples of the Immortals on the Ink Cliff. You have just become an official disciple of Shaohua Mountain, so you have this big dream, go for a walk, you go to Teacher Kun to report, master and I, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief, tired! ”

Tang chattered that he had always wanted to accept an apprentice, but when he saw these eight disciples who had just been promoted to the official disciples of Shaohua Mountain but were naughty, he had no idea of accepting them as apprentices. Those immortals and lecturers in Shaohua Mountain also looked down on these eight who had just been admitted to become official disciples, and threw them into the junior class of disciples taught by Master Kunling, and let them learn spells from Kunling there.

Nan Xiaofan put on a white Taoist robe, tied up her small waist, and felt that the Taoist robe worn by the disciples of Shaohua Mountain was not elegant enough, so she wrote to her housekeeper to buy the silk spit out by the ice silkworm of Tianshan Mountain at a high price, and made a Taoist robe with the same style as that worn by the official disciples of Shaohua Mountain, and sent it to Shaohua Mountain. This special white robe looks no different from the robe worn by other disciples on the surface, but because it is made of silk spit by Tianshan Ice Silk, it can be seen that it is different as soon as the wind blows, and it is very elegant. The robes worn by the other disciples were just made of ordinary materials, and they didn't have that kind of flowing feeling.

"My demeanor as a new disciple of Shaohua Mountain is not ordinary, right? The more you look at it, the more temperamental it becomes! Nan Xiaofan looked at her image in the mirror, and actually felt a little lonely and self-appreciative, but smiled with satisfaction, she was satisfied with herself.

Nan Xiaofan wore the "mountain clothes" she asked the housekeeper to make, and passed by Moya's side.

Mo Ya discovered the secret of Nan Xiaofan's "mountain suit", so he kicked an old pear tree with his foot, causing the pear blossoms to fall one after another.

Nan Xiaofan felt strange, so he stopped and looked at Moya.

"Nan Xiaofan, what are you looking at?"

"Shangxian, don't you cherish the pear trees growing in this mountain? Why does Kick Pear Tree kick so hard? ”

"Feeling sorry for the pear tree? Can I kick the sole of my shoe into the silk you spit out of the Tianshan Ice Silkworm? ”

Nan Xiaofan knew that Mo Ya had seen through his "cross-dress", and said with some embarrassment: "Shangxian, girls love beauty, and also, disciple, I spend my own money, you don't have to be so vicious, right?" ”

"I'll have a poisonous tongue, what can you do with me?" Mo Ya said a little domineeringly.

"Listening to the poisonous tongue of the immortals, the disciples want to hear the demons sing even more!" Nan Xiaofan felt that he couldn't be too weak, otherwise, he would be sarcastically sarcastic by this venomous immortal.

Mo Ya really wants to kick Nan Xiaofan now, he really kicks Nan Xiaofan, even if he kicks Nan Xiaofan hard, no one dares to say him, after all, he is the future head of Shaohua Mountain, Nan Xiaofan is a disciple of Shaohua Mountain, and he is his subordinate!

However, Mo Ya didn't kick it in the end, after all, he was afraid that Nan Xiaofan would make trouble going down the mountain, so it would be difficult for him to do it. So, there was no public comment about Nan Xiaofan's spending a lot of money on "cross-dressing". Other immortals saw that Nan Xiaofan's "Dao robe" was different from other disciples, but when they saw Mo Ya, they didn't want to make trouble.

Nan Xiaofan then wore a "Taoist robe" that cost a lot of money, and swaggered in Shaohua Mountain, her white clothes fluttering, very special. Especially when the wind blows, the "Taoist robe" is extremely elegant, although it is a mortal, but it makes people look at it and mistakenly think that they have become immortals, and they are the identity of immortals.

Lu Ruiqi's crow's mouth, seeing Nan Xiaofan wearing this "Taoist robe" sitting under the tree, said: "Nan Xiaofan, if you wear this precious Taoist robe, aren't you afraid of breaking it?" ”

Nan Xiaofan heard Lu Ruiqi say this, and ignored her.

Chen Shaoxuan said to Lu Ruiqi: "Don't talk too much! ”

"I'm just reminding Nan Xiaofan!" Lu Ruiqi said to Chen Shaoxuan.

As soon as Lu Ruiqi's words fell, a crow standing on the tree down and just happened to pull it to Nan Xiaofan's precious "Taoist robe......