Three months passed quietly, and today was the day when the Hundred Flowers Valley opened, and at this moment, in front of that first-line heavenly path, the crowd was surging, gathering hundreds of disciples, and everyone was lining up, waiting for the formation to open with a tired face.

"It's finally over, three months, like a year!"

"Yes, but when I go back this time, I don't know how to explain to the sect, our Xiaoshanhe Courtyard has nothing to gain at all!"

"Alas, I don't have much harvest from the Spirit Palace, those bandits"

A low conversation came out, if it was the disciples of the four factions in previous years, most of them were talking and laughing at this time, waiting for the rewards of the sects after leaving the valley, but this time the disciples of the four factions, everyone was sad!

Since Cai Shixin's defeat, their main backbone has collapsed, and the defeat is like a mountain, seeing those eight Qingyunmen disciples, if you see the plague god!

"Ahem, who are you talking about?"

At this moment, eight teenagers at the back of the team came, and Zhang Dagen, who had always been like a little girl, raised his eyebrows angrily at this time, and the long-haired chest muscles of his bare upper body trembled up and down, and he stared at one of the disciples fiercely and said, "Fight less, chirp wow!"

The little girl Zhao Guoguo also snorted a few times, she firmly remembered Lu Chen's words, these disciples are babies who have not quit milk, and they have no experience, so they have to pretend to be a few of them, even if they are panicked and afraid, but their faces are fierce, and they are fierce like slashing the whole family.

And they were afraid!

"Qingyunmen disciple, you and others are not arrogant" The last disciple gritted his teeth fiercely, but soon, a person next to him pulled his arm and said in a low voice: "Don't be itchy and look for a beating, when you get out of the Hundred Flowers Valley, there are senior brothers who are there, these bandits can't fly, bear with it!"

When the disciple heard this, he sighed, shrunk his head, and stepped aside.

"Fuck, trash!"

Zhang Dagen straightened his chest, he felt that the most beautiful scenery in his life was this time, and then, the eight people walked to the front of the team with a big grin, and at the same time, every time he passed a place, Zhang Dagen snorted a few times, and that look matched his face was full of meat, but it was also extremely fierce.

The disciples of each faction looked strange and moved out of the way, their eyes full of resentment.

The eight little bandits were swaying, and they were at the front of the line all of a sudden, Lu Chen stood in the first place, and he had already flown out of the Valley of Hundred Flowers in his heart, looking forward to seeing Xiaolinzi.

After all, in his heart, Baihua Valley is like playing, the difficulty is that it is difficult, how to squeeze it out of the robbery.

"Senior Brother Xiao Luzi, you have to pick up the Qingyunmen Sword and cultivate the pennant!" Zhao Guoguo smiled and said: "I listen to Senior Brother Lin, the first representative to walk out of the Valley of Hundred Flowers is the big winner this time!

"And this nonsense?" Lu Chen patted the back of his head, and after laughing, he put away the Luo Shen Sword, took the pennant in Zhao Guoguo's hand, and raised it in the wind.

"Brothers, after three months of hard work, the spirit grass is gathered—we have won a great victory!"

Fang Yu and a few people screamed!

The disciples of the rear team spat fiercely on the ground, these Qingyunmen disciples, I am afraid that not a single spiritual grass was picked, they were all robbed!

Outside the Hundred Flowers Valley, a group of people gathered there, drinking fragrant tea from each other for the heads of the five factions, and looking at the first line of heaven and light with anticipation.

"In another hour, the Valley of Hundred Flowers will be opened, and this time I am afraid that Xiaoshan Heyuan will have an extraordinary harvest!" Luoxiamen Wuxia Zhenren looked ahead, slightly unwilling.

And behind her, Leng Gulan's beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and she said secretly: "Phantom mud, Xue'er should get it!" In her heart, the strongest second-generation disciple of Baihua Valley is Cai Shixin, but if her sister casts illusions, it is still undecided!

In addition to Luoxiamen, the rest of the heads are also looking forward to it.

However, compared to the expectations of several other heads, Sima Kong held the teacup, he was nervous, he didn't expect much from the spirit grass, but the Qixia flower, which was the most important thing.

"Those eight little ghosts, you should have gained a little!" Sima Kong took a sip of tea and suppressed the nervousness.

Next to him, the blue-clothed Daoist robe Linghe Zhenren glanced at it and smiled lightly: "Sima Daoyou, but you seem to be very nervous, you have a few hundred years of life, and you still can't calm down?" Calm down and wait, your eight disciples are the last to come out!"

These words seem to be comforting, but in fact, they come out last with a faint sarcasm, which means that the disciples of the four sects have all been collected, and the disciples of Qingyunmen dare to follow sneakily.

"Hehe, the last is the last, it's good to come out!" Sima Kong didn't bird him at all, the matter of Qixia Flower was the key, and the other factions didn't know at all.

Time passed slowly, and Sima Kong didn't know how many cups of tea he drank, and next to him, Elder Chen Tian stared at a line of heavenly paths, and even helping Sima Kong pour tea was overflowing.

"Second brother, calm down!" The corners of Sima Kong's mouth trembled, the closer the time came, the more nervous he became, whether Qingyunmen could secretly rise without the four factions depends on this harvest!

Not far away, a disciple stared at the sky, and after a moment, his eyes froze, and he immediately shouted: "The hour has come!"

After this voice came out, the heads of the five factions glanced at each other, took a step forward, each took out a green brand, and then threw it towards the sky, and in an instant, the five brands rotated out of thin air, emitting a faint light, instantly enveloping the Valley of Hundred Flowers.

After a while, a colorful light shot towards a line of heavenly path, and gradually, the path became clearer and clearer.

"Gu Kai!"

After doing this, the head of the five sects took a step back, looking expectantly, obviously the first disciple to come out, according to the convention, their sect has the top strength of the second generation of disciples, and the spiritual grass collection is undoubtedly the largest, and it is the big winner of the Hundred Flowers Valley!

"Senior brother, your teacup is out of water!" Chen Tian was also very nervous in his heart, but when he saw that Sima Kong's cup was empty and stuffed into his mouth, he immediately knew that Sima Kong was even more nervous.

"Uh, it's full!"

Sima Kong's expression tried his best to remain calm, and when the teacup was full, he took a sip, and muttered in his heart, Qixia Flower Lao Tzu doesn't ask for more, a few thousand plants are fine, no matter how bad it is, a few hundred will be done!

Not long after, under the direct gaze of hundreds of eyes, the sound of the footsteps of the first line of heavenly trails came out, and then in the white expanse, the first figure slowly loomed.

At this moment, the disciples of the five sects breathed a little slowly, and their expectations were even stronger, even the four heads of Dongsheng Zhenren looked at each other lightly.

Suddenly, before the person came out, the sound came first!

"Haha, finally out of the place where rabbits don't!"

After the strange voice came out, the first figure finally appeared in front of the trail, it was a young man of seventeen or eighteen, with a slender body, clear eyebrows, a strange dimple on his right cheek, but a mottled pennant in his hand.

Suddenly, the open space of Baihua Valley fell silent, and everyone's faces were as if they were frozen.

Many people are not impressed by that young man, and his face is very raw.

But there are also a few people with bright eyes, Lin Yu is one of them, he didn't see a figure before, but when he heard that he didn't fight for three days, he guessed which goods it was.

The remaining few people were Qingyunmen, Sima Kong, Chen Tian, He Shu, and Lin Zhongshu, the four of them stared at the figure, and their eyes almost fell out.

Burst!

Sima Kong squirted out a mouthful of tea, the teacup in his hand subconsciously grasped, clicked, the cup shattered, and the hot tea flowed into the palm of his hand, he didn't realize it!

"This baby, why did you run first!"

Sima Kong and the four of them looked at each other.

"Xiao Luzi, don't get in the way!"

While everyone was staring intently, Xiaodao heard another voice, and then a handsome young man rushed out with an unhappy face, and then, six little guys rushed out one after another.

Immediately, the eight teenagers stared ahead, stammering, obviously they didn't know that after they came out of the Valley of Hundred Flowers, so many people were paying attention.

Lu Chen was also in a daze, but then he looked around, and first saw the stunned looks of the four people in Qingyunmen.

"Haha, the sloppy ghost is there!"

The dimples on the corners of Lu Chen's mouth appeared, and he just wanted to run away with the flag in his hand, but soon, Fang Yu pulled him behind him, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Luzi, there are many people, we can't lose the courtesy, take the flag and walk over step by step, how majestic it is!"

Lu Chen pursed his lips, he was very disdainful in his heart, he pondered, and walked step by step with the flag, too idiotic, like a troupe. However, seeing the stubbornness of Fang Yu and the others, he had no choice but to do so.

"Don't be nervous, follow Xiao Luzi step by step, don't mess up your steps!**, don't throw your hair at me!" Fang Yu played the demeanor of a big brother at this moment.

And a few people behind him, Zhang Dagen straightened his chest, Qing Lifeng shook his hair, and the indifference on Zhao Guoguo's little face never fell.

The entire clearing remained silent, staring at the eight teenagers one after another, and for a moment there was an urge to see a ghost in his head!