The next morning, when Zhen Xiaoxiao and Xiao Congee walked out of the room dressed neatly, Xiang Qian was already waiting outside the house.

"Senior brother, junior sister, come with me to the Medicine Pavilion."

Compared with the really small liveliness, Xiang Qian appreciates the calmness of the junior brother more, yesterday after listening to the words of the elder of Yuan Feng, the junior sister actually knelt down to the other party solemnly, and she didn't know whose disciple she was, if this matter reached the ears of the master, it would not be good.

After all, the master respects his old man, and he has Ding Ding'er in his heart...... Small......

The slander behind his back made Xiangqian feel weak, and his gaze quickly fell on his new junior brother with scorched skin.

Because they called themselves "Xiao Zhouzhou", the monks of the Seven Leaves Valley mistakenly thought that the nerd's surname was "Zhou" and the name was "Zhou".

This Zhou Zhou is worthy of being a disciple who has attracted the fourfold phase of the Seven Leaves Ding, although his appearance was ruined by the thunder and fire, but his concentration is excellent, whether it is facing the Great Elder of the Restoration Peak of the Master, there is no emotional fluctuation at all, this is the old age that a person with Dan Yuan should have!

With his appreciation for his junior brother, Xiang Qian brought the two to the Seven Leaves Valley Medicine Pavilion.

Huang Yao Lao has thirty-nine disciples, of which there are only five Dan Yuan, and the rest are those who have been selected from the trials over the years to have the best appearance. Because they had never seen two Danyuan disciples appear at one time, everyone gathered in the square outside the Medicine Pavilion.

However, their active participation is not so much about welcoming newcomers as it is about jealousy and malice, expecting the unexpected.

After all, the competition in the Medicine Pavilion is very fierce, there are not many good people like Xiang Qian, and the more Danyuan disciples there are, the fewer resources are allocated in the hands of ordinary disciples.

"I heard that the new junior sister fell off the cliff during the trial, and she was rescued by the new junior brother, otherwise she would not have had a chance to reach the top." Rumors are being sought-after.

"Yes, I also saw that the Dan Yuan she triggered when she entered the mountain was very thin. It's just a passing fog, and the master looks away. Immediately someone chimed in, but none of them dared to say too loudly.

Because there was a Taishi chair in the center of the crowd, Huang Yaolao sat on the chair, holding a translucent spar in his hand.

Last night, the Huansheng Pill successfully completed the first temperature change, and the entry of the two major Danyuan disciples made him feel extremely good.

His eyes rolled on Xiao Congee and Zhen Xiaoxiao, and Huang Yao Lao opened his mouth and shouted: "Zhouzhou, Zhen Xiaoxiao stepped forward!" "The voice is full of energy!

However, as soon as this shouting wave rose into the air, the word "come forward" was suddenly torn into a cloud by the unexpected sound of the sword, and turned into an indistinguishable buzz in everyone's ears.

The huge roar caused the disciples of the Medicine Pavilion to involuntarily look towards the east.

As soon as they stood on tiptoe, they saw three dazzling sword lights coming against the light, and the three points of light quickly occupied all their sight!

"Poof! Scold! Scold! ”

In the blink of an eye, three bright, heterochromatic long swords were hovering above the Medicine Pavilion.

The powerful wind and brilliant light shook everyone present, and even the infirm were directly slapped to the ground by the coercion, their mouths wide open.

The valley lord and the Great Elder of the Yuan Peak, who were standing with swords in the air, naturally recognized them, but the elders standing in the middle of them were very angry!

Obviously, the teeth of the seventy and eighty years have almost fallen off, but the robe has to be embroidered with purple-red lotus flowers, which are quite eye-catching in terms of color and style.

Fortunately, this old man was followed by three disciples, the first of which was a fairy in a purple skirt.

This woman is about eighteen or nineteen years old, thin and tall, with a cold temperament, like a snowy mountain and a cold plum, her eyes are full of alienation and indifference, but her facial features are quiet and beautiful, which makes people know that she is not easy to get along with, but she still wants to be close and make friends.

The appearance of the fairy in the purple skirt immediately weakened everyone's complaints about the vulgar aesthetics of the lotus robe, after all, such a beautiful disciple is not something that everyone can receive.