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Several of the Qi refining disciples of the Yuqing Sect immediately glanced at each other and smiled, revealing a touch of enjoyment and pride.

For these low-level disciples who have been cultivating on the mountain since they were children and rarely set foot in mortal dust, the situation in front of them, which is regarded by many people as ancestors, is obviously extremely fresh, which makes them a little fluttery.

Fang Nan's eyes flashed slightly, and after looking at the reactions of a few people next to him, he shook his head and withdrew his gaze, he had experienced a lot of big scenes, and he had been in the mortal world for a while, so his mood would naturally not be shaken by the scene in front of him.

Looking at the reactions of these Taoist priests kneeling on the ground, it was much more exaggerated than the people of Yuqing Sect, from time to time some people secretly looked up at this side, and their faces were full of awe, and more people were extremely respectful and prostrate on the ground, not daring to move at all.

"Well, yes, let's all get up. ”

Long Yan, who was standing at the front of everyone, saw this scene, nodded with some satisfaction, and after speaking slowly, he took a step forward, and immediately shook his sleeve robe inadvertently.

The next moment, the hundreds of Taoist priests kneeling in the square felt a soft breeze blowing in their faces at the same time, as if they were holding a big hand, and they involuntarily stood up with it.

After they reacted, they looked at Long Yan again, and the color of awe suddenly became a few points stronger.

This kind of incomprehensible immortal power is really a means that these mortal Taoists have never seen before, even the Taoist contemplators who are respected by them like gods in their hearts can't do this at all.

After completing the process of welcoming the ceremony, the Yuqing Sect and his party arrived in the cross-courtyard hall on the east side under the leadership of the two purple-robed Taoists.

The lobby is elegantly furnished and simple, but without losing the atmosphere. On both sides of the wall were placed a row of Taishi chairs, and everyone in the Yuqing Sect naturally wouldn't be polite when they saw this, except for Long Yan, who naturally occupied the main seat in the middle, the rest of the people all picked a place to sit down.

Fang Nan didn't care much about this kind of seating order, and only walked to one of the vacant seats when the same door was almost chosen, but coincidentally, it was Tang Zixue on the chair on the right hand, and obviously he still had some impression of Fang Nan, seeing that he was about to sit down beside him, he snorted coldly, and then turned his head, as if he didn't want to take care of Fang Nan at all.

Fang Nan turned a blind eye to this scene, smiled nonchalantly, and slowly sat down.

As for his left-hand side, there was a foreign affairs disciple from Qingyun Peak, who looked to be no more than twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a dark complexion, and his face was really ordinary, although he had a sincere smile on his face, Fang Nan noticed that the other party's dark eyes often flashed with a deep groan, which was obviously not as simple as it seemed on the surface.

Since they were sitting together, and there was nothing to do for the time being, the two exchanged a few pleasantries.

As a result, as soon as they chatted like this, Fang Nan only felt that the other party's tone and personality were quite compatible, and the other party seemed to have this feeling, and after chatting a few more words, they had already brought their relationship a lot closer, although they were not friends, but they also had a good impression of each other.

This dark-skinned young man, surnamed Han Feiyu, has been in the mountain gate for nearly twenty years, and his cultivation has also reached the realm of the twelfth layer of qi refining, and he has been taking care of the spirit grass in the Baicao Garden of Qingyun Peak all the year round, and rarely goes out.

Speaking of which, the remuneration for the assignment is a lot of income for the foreign affairs disciples, and most of them are much easier than the usual chores, this time they were ordered to exterminate the Blood Demon Altar The task is a full forty spirit stones, but the senior brother Han in front of him doesn't seem to take it to heart at all, and complains that this mission disrupted his original plan and had to stay away from the sect.

This made Fang Nan a little surprised, and he also asked a few more questions.

It turns out that this so-called taking care of the Hundred Herb Garden seems to be hard, but in fact, compared to ordinary foreign affairs disciples, it is really easy, and only a certain amount of spiritual materials need to be handed in every month, and the rest of the time can be at your disposal. It can be regarded as an exception for approval, but there are many similarities with Fang Nan's monthly tasks.

As for the more detailed things, the other party didn't reveal much, both of them know the truth of taboo and deep talk, so naturally they won't talk to each other for the first time, just because they are more in love and say something that shouldn't be said.

At this moment, there was a movement at the door, and everyone in the Yuqing Sect stopped talking, looked up, and saw that the two purple-robed Taoists who were leading the way just now appeared at the door, and after bowing respectfully to the many immortal cultivators, they gave way to the position, and a row of young Taoist children walked in with tea, and after carefully serving each disciple a cup of tea, they retreated obediently.

Fang Nan picked up the tea cup in his hand, glanced at it, only to feel that the tea was clear and turquoise, the color and fragrance were pure, and after taking a sip, a bitter meaning spread in his mouth, and after gradually subsiding, it reverberated with an infinite fragrance, which lingered in his heart.

After taking another sip, he couldn't help but bow his head slightly in admiration, although the cup in his hand could not be compared with the spiritual tea with the hidden aura in the immortal cultivation world, but in the mortal world, it was already a rare and excellent tea.

And the reaction of the others was similar to Fang Nan's, and they were obviously quite satisfied with this tea.

Seeing this scene, the two purple-robed Taoist priests in the hall also withdrew their peeking glances, and they were really relieved.

You know, when they knew from the mouth of the contemplator that a group of immortal masters from the Immortal Sect would come today, they were very much looking forward to it, and they prepared various greetings in the Taoist temple early in the morning.

But because there was some chaos in the city, the Guan Lord, who they regarded as the backbone, temporarily left the Guan Zhong, which made them have to pray secretly, hoping that the Guan Lord and his old man could come back before the immortal master came.

The result naturally backfired, you know, just at the gate of the Taoist temple, I saw so many immortal masters using their magical powers, and when they fell from the sky, the two of them were almost scared into a cold sweat, for fear that these immortal masters in front of them would think that the Taoist temple was snub and punished them.

Now it seems that although the immortal master who is the leader looks very young, he has a gentle attitude and does not think too much, which makes them feel at the same time as the immortal demeanor, and they can't help but rejoice.

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