"This is the authentic extraordinaryness of the Daomen!"

Leaning on the central seat, Shang Qing'e raised her hand lightly and said lazily: "This kid has a deep foundation, and he was just close to the edge of a breakthrough. Stimulated by the strength of the heart-breaking needle outside the body, it breaks through in advance. On the contrary, he was blessed by misfortune, and turned that trace of demonic true qi into nourishment. Not only is there no weakness after being plotted by the heart-breaking needle, but after the breakthrough, the resistance to exercises such as confusion and infatuation will be higher. Otherwise, the Heart Demon Qin would not be so easy to break. Zhang boy, did you say?"

In the blink of an eye, Shang Qing'e changed several temperaments. Zhang Yan raised his eyes and secretly looked, and Shang Qing'e in the center opposite turned back to dignified and majestic. Although it is clothed with thorn hairpin, fat powder is not applied, sitting on the primary color seat woven by the old vine in the mountain, it gives people the feeling of wearing a bright yellow robe, wearing a crown of the Son of Heaven, and sitting on the throne of the great sun.

Majestic and majestic.

Zhang Yan didn't dare to look more, and when he heard the question, he hurriedly bowed his head and replied: "Yes!

The lake has plenty of moisture. The mountain is located on the water of Minghu Lake, and there is a forbidden formation to trigger, and there is more fog. The clouds and mist are thick or light, creating a fairyland-like atmosphere on the top of the clouds.

The water clouds drifted by, and the white fog on the small building was boundless.

After the fog passed, Shang Qing'e's temperament changed again, long and noble, leisurely and leisurely: "Since it was the dry-hearted old monster who attacked you first, it would not be wrong to kill Yu Xiao'er." You raise the prestige of my five factions, no matter what happens to the Mountain Sect, Chunmingmen can't treat you badly. Miaozhen, you hold my token, send this kid to the Frost Flower Palace, choose a technique, a magic weapon, and count it as a reward. ”

Yuan Miaozhen agreed.

"And this good thing?" Zhang Yan looked up in amazement, only to see two things flying out of Shang Qing'e's hands. A token flew in front of Yuan Miaozhen, and another porcelain vase the thickness of a thumb and less than an inch high flew into the palm of his hand.

"This sect's Nine Spice Biyue Pill has a miraculous effect on curing the sequelae of your Mountain Sect's 'Sacrifice Sword Without Returning'. Refining this pill can ensure that your foundation is not injured and your true qi is not damaged. ”

"Thank you, senior!" Zhang Yan leaned down and bowed. This time, Shang Qing'e didn't stop her, and sat upright and accepted his salute.

"Disciple Yuan Miaozhen, receive the order of the Grand Master!" After Zhang Yan saluted, Yuan Miaozhen folded his hands and bowed down. Shang Qing'e nodded slightly, and the token treasure light suspended in front of Yuan Miaozhen converged and landed in her hand.

"Go ahead!"

"Yes!" "Yes!" Zhang Yan and Yuan Miaozhen replied one after another, each saluting again, exiting the second floor, and walking down the steps.

Seeing the two of them go away, Shui Baguio turned to look at Shang Qing'e and asked suspiciously: "Master, is this really the case?" I always feel that things are too coincidental, and it is really strange that the old monster with a dry heart actually misses the gap between Zhang Yan's cultivation and the old monster with a dry heart. ”

"Roughly not bad. Although what that kid said was not true, there were indeed traces of a broken heart needle in his body, and the Dao recipe had indeed broken through not long ago. Since the dry-hearted old monster dared to attack the core disciples of the five factions, it was not too much to kill his successor, and there was no need to delve into the details. ”

Shui Baguio bowed his head slightly.

Elder Ming Liuhuang, who was sitting second on the right, suddenly smiled and said, "Just now, the Great Elder made fun of Miao Zhen and that disciple of the Mountain, didn't he intentionally recruit a son-in-law for Miao Zhen?"

"Haha!" Shang Qing'e smiled and said, "Miaozhen and Nanqing, who belongs to Chunming Gate in the future is still undecided." That kid is a big disciple of the Shan Sect, maybe he will be the future Sect of the Mountain. It's settled now, it's hard to say that it's a repetition of the old story of Baguio and Yunlin. However, this Zhang Yan is indeed not bad, he has a solid foundation, and he has a very deep comprehension of the sword technique, which is not like a child of his age can comprehend. ”

"Actually...... Earlier, he didn't use the sacrificial sword of the Mountain Sect, and if he fought slowly, he should have a sixty percent chance of winning. This kid is still timid. I don't know what to think, Shang Qing'e's expression softened, and a sincere smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "If he can't inherit the mountain, Baguio might as well arrange a disciple and recruit him to Chunming Mountain." Otherwise, it would be good for my Chunming Sect disciple to sit in the position of the next head of the Sect. ”

"Yes, the disciple will be attentive. A complicated look flashed in the depths of Shui Baguio's eyes, looking at the direction where Yuan Miaozhen and Zhang Yan were leaving.

Yuan Miaozhen led Zhang Yan across the wooden bridge, walked past the pavilions built on the water, and walked across the long bridge.

Along the way, the corridor waist is back, the eaves are pecked high, and Qionglou Yuyu is located in the vast smoke and waves, and the scenery is endless. Yuan Miao is really coquettish and angry, her pretty face is slightly red, she wants to refuse and welcome, she wants to talk and rest, and she is indescribably charming.

The core disciples of each sect all entered the Tao as children. There are no years in the mountains, and after deducting the time spent meditating and practicing Qi, and practicing Edgeworth, the things experienced may not be as good as those of ordinary young people in their twenties and thirties. They live a long life, and they are as young in mind as they look.

Zhang Yan's sentence of "pretending to be tender" is really wrong.

But now Yuan Miaozhen is by no means a true expression, although she interprets the transformation of her senses from bad to good, from disdain to admiration and secret love.

The girl's feelings are picturesque and vivid.

The long wind blew, and Yuan Miaozhen, who was in the waves, reminded him of Xu Zhimo's poems.

"The most is the gentleness of the bowed head, like the shyness of the water lotus that is not better than the cool breeze. ”

Zhang Yan sighed in his heart.

This kind of acting skills and such a degree of completion are not something that ordinary experienced public relations women can do. At least it should be a high-end green tea with a high degree of education and a high level. Even in the past, when he encountered him in the business field, he would inevitably fall behind.

However, no matter how realistic her performance is, there are very few emotional fluctuations due to Zhang Yan, and in the assistant prompts, there are only occasional points such as surprise, curiosity, and resentment.

Yuan Miaozhen exudes a "breath" similar to Shang Qing'e.

"This level is not enough to shake my mind!" Zhang Yan's heart was settled, his mood was right, and his childlike heart arose, while cooperating with Yuan Miaozhen to perform a good play of "The wind blows in the bright lake, and the talented man will be beautiful";

There is no obsession in the eyes, only appreciation.

The two of them descended the long bridge, and Edgeworth flew up.

In the eyes of others, they only see that the landscape and people are beautiful, and the golden wind and jade dew meet a good couple, but they don't know that a pair of men and women have their own plans in their hearts.

The Frost Flower Hall is not in the middle of the Ming Lake, but is built next to the north cliff.

Yuan Miaozhen led Zhang Yan to turn around in mid-air, pressed the sword light, and pointed at the token. On the left side of the Frost Flower Temple, where the two colors of blue and white match, a passage opens.

"The Frost Flower Hall is a private palace built when the Taishi Ancestor Dancheng got the title of a real person. His Royal Highness has the private treasury of the Taishi Ancestor, which is divided into three layers: upper, middle and lower. The upper layer corresponds to the imperial qi and divine light, and the middle layer corresponds to the nectar and dancheng. The upper and middle layers of the Taishi Ancestor are often used to reward the younger generations and reward the disciples, and the lower layer is the real private treasury of her old man, and I have never gone down. It's said that the collection is really good!"

Yuan Miaozhen led Zhang Yan down the stairs and into the cave.

The entrance behind him was tied and closed, blocking the light of day.

A few steps forward, the passage dug out in the underground rock formation is lit with copper camels, copper pythons, copper tigers, copper lions, copper cranes, copper warblers, copper swallows, copper birds, all kinds of bronze made of birds and beasts shaped lampstands, the sky and the ground, illuminate an underground cave transparently.

On both sides of the bench are placed the same treasures.

"Although the exercises and treasures in this are all collected by the Taishi Ancestor, although they have been screened, there are still a lot of good things in the upper library. For example, Xiaomei selected a bag of blue shadow needles, a streamer phantom moon method, which is said to be the inheritance of the ancient real shadow moon fairy with the phantom moon sword of the ghost hand magic qin. ”

"Senior Sister Qi's Flying Flower Dancing Willow Sword, Green Spirit Branch, Broken Moon Cut, and Broken Heart Bracelet were also selected from here. ”

"The upper layer of the warehouse is three hundred and twelve zhang five feet long, and the utensils stored in the first eighty-four zhang are all treasures of the inheritance of the exercises. After Senior Brother Zhang selected, he took it out of the cave and handed it over to Mama Wu, the deacon of the Frost Flower Palace, to break the ban, and he could read it. But the things will have to be handed back later. The middle thirty-three zhang stores the foreign Danfang, alchemy, and refining techniques, and the method of obtaining them is the same as the exercises. The magic weapon stored in the last section can be picked up by Senior Brother Zhang after being selected. ”

He seemed to be extremely familiar with this treasure house, and after saying a few words, he happened to walk to the end of the treasure house. Yuan Miaozhen's token was another finger, and the exit at the end opened.

The little sister was waiting at the exit, and Senior Brother Zhang was relieved to choose. Yuan Miaozhen smiled, hugged her fists and made a shake when she left, and said: "Senior Brother Zhang said that when we first met, I was injured by a heartbroken needle from a withered old man, and my little sister believes it now." With that, he floated through the exit light.

If he didn't say the last sentence, Yuan Miaozhen would be defined as "green tea" in Zhang Yan's heart. With this sentence, he turned all the previous things into a temptation not to believe in him. Although he knew that it might be a means to make up for it, Zhang Yan still felt a lot better about her in his heart.

"The demon girl is amazing! My acting skills shouldn't be bad, I don't want to be seen through by her. ”

If you don't take what you give for nothing, Zhang Yan turned around and looked forward from the magic weapon. Although it is Shang Qing'e's private treasury here, it has been screened several times, and a lot of rewards have been given, and there are thousands of magic weapons left. Each piece is forbidden and sealed, and can only be selected with a small note on the front of the magic weapon.

Zhang Yan was dizzy, he couldn't see which one was better, and his heart suddenly had an idea, and he silently said, "Please baby!" The light blue panel appeared. Looking through the panels, most of the objects appear gray and white clouds behind the translucent panels, and only a few are green or blue around them.

"Isn't this the color grading method of online game equipment? Green or blue is more advanced?" For online games, Zhang Yan has played some but doesn't know much. However, looking at this treasure house, you can always find one or two after looking at twenty or thirty green things, and things surrounded by blue clouds appear even less.

"The blue ones are higher?"

The warehouse underneath, which is nearly a kilometer long, is not a straight line, it is zigzag, and it is hovering in several places, like a plate of mosquito coils.

After looking at two or three thousand pieces, when he almost walked back to the middle of the passage, he walked around a corner, and Zhang Yan's eyes suddenly lit up. A glittering golden light illuminates the entire panel. On the stone platform in front of you, the sun is shining, and countless golden flowers the size of thumbs are radiating from the utensils placed on the stone platform.