Yun Qian smiled bitterly, but he still couldn't hide it after all.

Even if she didn't reveal it to anyone or did anything with anyone, when she broke through the realm, a vision would appear above her head, and it was easy for people to notice.

In the Medicine Gorge, Yun Qian broke through to the late stage of Bigu, also because of the cyclone in the sky, which was discovered by Xuanyuan Chun and Nie Poria.

Is there a technique in this world that can hide the vision of heaven and earth caused by breaking through the realm?

She smiled, and Han Lingbo bowed again: "Please forgive the master, the disciple didn't deliberately hide it." ”

Han Lingbo looked generous and tolerant, and waved his hand: "Good boy, I don't blame you, the teacher came to you to inform you that tomorrow the Slim Dust Pavilion will hold a promotion ceremony, and then the pavilion master, the major elders, and the personal disciples will come to the Slim Dust Pavilion to watch the ceremony, you are ready to prepare!" ”

"Yes, Master!" Yun Qian nodded, his eyebrows frowning slightly.

It seems that there is no way to hide the strength, although the promotion ceremony is a happy event for the Tianlei Pavilion on the surface, and another general has been added, but in fact, Yun Qian's strength has been exposed in front of everyone, and the situation is no longer the enemy is clear and I am dark, but the enemy is dark and I am clear.

At least Xuanyuan Chun knows her well, and he has to be much more sure to deal with her.

However, the promotion ceremony can also have a general understanding of the masters of the entire Tianlei Pavilion.

What is the attitude of the seven elders towards Yun Qian, and what attitude the ten pro-disciples have towards Yun Qian, a troublemaker who came from behind, can all be seen.

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At three o'clock, the auspicious time for the promotion ceremony has arrived.

The Slim Dust Pavilion has been decorated in a festive manner, and the courtyard is full of tables and chairs.

The miscellaneous disciples of the Slim Dust Pavilion walked back and forth through the corridor with wine and food.

The hall of the Xianchen Pavilion is divided into two rows on the left and right, and the most sumptuous banquet is arranged.

Sitting on the left side of the main seat was except for Xuanyuan Changqing, the master of the Heavenly Thunder Pavilion, and on the right was Han Lingbo, the master of the Slim Dust Pavilion.

At the front of the left and right, the five elders were seated in order, followed by the top ten pro-lineage disciples and the additional pro-lineage disciple Xuanyuan Chun.

The last disciple in the line is Yun Qian, who is about to be promoted.

At the back of the banquet in the hall were the hall masters of the various halls of the Slim Dust Pavilion.

Yun Qian's status has been ranked above the hall masters, and this is the glory brought by the identity of a disciple.

Other inner disciples could only sit in the courtyard to watch the ceremony and drink the feast.

The guests in the hall were all accompanied by an attendant.

Behind Han Lingbo is Huang Shisheng of Baicaotang, who is also the master of ceremonies of this promotion ceremony.

"The promotion ceremony begins, please ask the newly promoted disciple Yun Qian to come out of the ranks and perform the promotion ceremony!"

Huang Shisheng announced loudly to the door in a high-pitched voice.

Yun Qian left the table, wearing a red robe, black brocade boots, and a golden hairpin, solemn and gorgeous.

First bowed to the door to worship heaven and earth, then saluted the pavilion master Xuanyuan Changqing, and finally bowed to Han Lingbo, the master of the Xianchen Pavilion.

After three bows and nine knocks, Xuanyuan Changqing shouted: "Reward! ”

The outer disciples at the door walked in in groups of two, carrying all kinds of rewards.

"Sect Cheats: Yin Thunder Finger."

"Pro-herald!"

"Flying Crane Spirit Rune!"

"Zhu Yancao!"

“……”

The reward items are varied, making Yun Qian's eyes dizzy.

"Thank you, Pavilion Master!"

Yun Qian thanked Xuanyuan Changqing again.

Yun Qian was promoted to a personal disciple, and the reactions of the seven great grandmasters were different.

Xuanyuan Changqing's attitude was ambiguous, and he couldn't say whether he was happy or unhappy.

Han Lingbo smiled from ear to ear, and it was hard to say whether he was sincere or pretended.

Among the other five great grandmasters, Sima Hong's expression was tepid, and the other four were either sneering or looking at Yun Qian and sighing, regretting that he didn't win Yun Qian into his own door in the first place.

Because of Yun Qian's promotion to a personal disciple, Han Lingbo's strength of the Xianchen Pavilion had greatly increased, surpassing the other five elders, so she was naturally overjoyed, and she felt comfortable when she saw the sour strength of the other six senior brothers who couldn't eat grapes.

In addition to Yun Qian, there is a personal disciple, and he also has his own demeanor.

Xuanyuan Chun, as the only relational household, the only personal disciple in the late stage of Bigu, his face was already covered with green tendons, the masseter muscles on both sides were bulging, and he didn't know how many times he had cursed Yun Qian in his heart.

Yun Qian took his eyes off Xuanyuan Chun and looked at the other disciples.

The other ten disciples had different expressions.

Except for a few who said a few words of congratulations out of politeness, there were five people with displeasure on their faces.

If it weren't for the presence of Xuanyuan Changqing and other elders, these five people would have been unable to help but sneer.

Among them, the four with bad expressions were the four major disciples of Xuanyuan Changqing's sect, Xu Mao, Jiang Chunjian, Yelu Qingyun and Zhou Xiaoyu, who were obviously angry with Xuanyuan Chun's nostrils.

The other was none other than the only personal disciple of the Xianchen Pavilion before: Mo Xiaoke.

Yun Qian found that this person was full of arrogance, his eyes were slanted at everything, and his face looked at her condescendingly with a kind of disdain of a high-ranking person.

She laughed secretly, although she didn't know what Mo Xiaoke was like, but the first time she met, she was on guard.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Qian Yun for being promoted to a personal disciple!"

All the hall masters came out to congratulate and bow their hands respectfully.

The hundreds of inner and outer disciples outside the door also shouted like a tsunami: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Qian Yun, who has been promoted to a personal disciple!" ”

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Qian Yun......"

shouted three times in a row, and the entire Slim Dust Pavilion was shaken by the sound.

"Qian Yun can have today, thank you seniors and brothers for your help, I salute everyone, do it first!"

Yun Qian took the wine glass from Su Hongyu's hand, filled it with a glass, and drank it all.

"Congratulations!"

Inside the hall, the atmosphere is also lively.

The banquet lasted until noon, and then it died down.

Xuanyuan Changqing and other seven great masters successively instructed Yun Qian to say a few words of encouragement, and were surrounded by people, sitting on the red-maned golden crane and breaking through the air.

"Hmph, I won't let you live for long!" Before Xuanyuan Chun left, he suddenly leaned behind Yun Qian's ears in a strange way, gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Yun Qian, I will let you bury Poria cocos!" ”

Yun Qian felt a cold wind coming, making her feel uncomfortable, instinctively turned around, and looked back at Xuanyuan Chun coldly.

This dog man really guessed that he was Yun Qian.

But even if Xuanyuan Chun wanted to deal with Yun Qian, his father Xuanyuan Changqing would not agree.

Before the Feisheng Pill was not successfully refined, Yun Qian would not be unloaded and killed by Xuanyuan Changqing.

Xuanyuan Chun can't bear it, but he has to endure it.

"Who's farting behind me, it stinks!"

Yun Qian pretended to be very disgusted, fanned the wind with the palm of his right hand, glanced at Xuanyuan Chun obliquely, and turned to leave the hall.

"You slut......"

Xuanyuan Chun stomped his feet angrily, pointing at Yun Qian's back, his old face was flushed, but he couldn't attack.

On this occasion, it is inconvenient to make a move, and even if he does, he is not a shallow opponent.

He flicked his sleeves and walked away.