"Purple Ring!"

As soon as she saw the person coming, her eyes were as big as copper bells, and she desperately pinched her arm with her hand, for fear that she was in a dream.

When the two were separated in their hometown before, she was still crying and her eyes were swollen like peaches, she only felt that the Immortal Sect was so far away for her, but she didn't expect that it was only two months, and she said goodbye to Zihuan!

The ground in the clouds, close to each other.

"Tiny!"

The iceberg beauty blinked her eyes, and the surprise swept over her cheeks, and the corners of her mouth suddenly rose!

"She smiled!" Suddenly catching a glimpse of the melting smile of the iceberg, the Qiye disciples were dizzy and drunk, unable to stand still.

If the lotus-robed old Taoist saw Zihuan's expression, it would be even more unexpected, after all, after accepting the apprentice, this is the first time Zihuan has shown a smile!

How can you not laugh?

Zihuan was crazy with joy in her heart.

Think back to the ......

Li Dazhuang's broiler, what a small chicken nest, the chicken she gnawed!

The courtyard wall of Liu Sanmao's house, the really small fire bomb, the explosive bag she buried!

Wu Jie's crutches, what a small trap to dig, the rope she pulled!

Separated from this calamity immortal, she has always had regrets in her heart, she never thought that she could be so tall that she actually made herself into the sect of cultivating immortals.

With sympathetic eyes, he looked at the seven-leaf disciples standing in front of the medicine pavilion, and in a trance, Zihuan seemed to see the picture of their buttocks lighting up one by one and being put into the sky to explode into fireworks.

The eyes of sympathy meet the eyes of reminiscence.

At this time, the two of them were so excited that they wanted to run to each other and talk about the pain of parting in their hearts, but the excitement of the reunion was interrupted by the cheers of the old man in the lotus robe.

"Yellow big nose! I heard that you have received two new powerful disciples, and the old man traveled thousands of miles to bring his disciples from Lianshan to watch the ceremony. ”

As soon as Lao Dao stopped the flying sword, he opened his voice with full anger, and even used his true qi to make his voice roar in everyone's ears.

The disciples were in an uproar!

"But the two rural fools got started, and there were actually Lianshan masters who cheered them, cut, they have a lot of face!" A sour tone.

"This person is the old man of Lianshan who the master often talks about, right?"

"Shhh, you keep your voice quiet, the divine consciousness of the foundation building monk can be released, if it is heard by the senior seniors, it will definitely split you!"

The person who came was indeed a high pharmacist in the mouth of the disciple, and he was in the limelight because of the many praises of Shangzong Lehe in recent years.

The Seven Leaves Valley Lord and Yuan Feng Dachang, who were accompanying Gao Buli, both had unnatural embarrassed smiles on their faces.

Because everyone knows that Huang Yaolao and Gao are inseparable.

One of them preached about how powerful the new disciples were before they even completed the spiritual test, while the other didn't even sleep and brought his precious disciples to watch the ceremony at night (to see the joke).

Such a strong competitive spirit, looking at the two sects of Qiye and Lianshan, there is absolutely no one to compare.

The valley lord sighed, waved his big hand, and signaled for the spirit trial to begin.

Although he was dissatisfied with the high-profile actions of Huang Yaoshi, since the guests of the outer sect had already come, Gu Ruoqing still hoped that Zhou Zhou and Zhen Xiaoxiao would not disappoint everyone too much.

Hearing the noise in the direction of the Medicine Pavilion, more and more Qiye disciples rushed towards the mountain, including the new disciples who had passed the trial the day before.

Seeing that everyone's attention was on the spirit test, Zhen Xiaoxiao had no choice but to squeeze his eyes towards Zihuan, push away the crowd and walk towards the center of the square.

The two masters didn't seem to be very friendly with each other, but this did not prevent the two from silently communicating with each other with their eyes.