Bai Yueguang's stand-in cries all over the realm of comprehension

Chapter 344 It Always Feels Something Big Will Happen

Jiang Yanlu looked at the lifelike portrait in his hand and remained silent for a long time.

Immediately, she heard the approaching voices of two fellow disciples.

"Senior Brother Fang, I told you that this method is not good, and the talisman was blown away before the incense was lit!"

"It's really strange. Normally, my technique doesn't have any problems, but it just failed. Junior brother, do you think this is an omen, indicating that tomorrow's written test scores for both of us will fluctuate with the wind?" Walk?"

"Bah, bah, bah! Brother, don't be crowed, hurry up and find the talisman! I remember flying near here, why is it gone?"

"Could it have fallen into the flowers? Go and have a look."

When Jiang Yanlu walked over, two disciples from the same school were cautiously rummaging through the flowers.

She handed the portrait in her hand to one of them, and said, "Are you looking for this?"

This colleague's eyes were instantly attracted by the portrait.

"Exactly! Thank you, Master—"

He was full of gratitude, and just about to grab the portrait, when he looked up, he saw Jiang Yanlu's face that was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar with it.

He was so frightened that his heart almost stopped for a moment, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

Eyes wide open, stammering: "Jiang, Senior Sister Jiang?!"

Zongmen assessment is held once a year.

It just so happened that during the period when Jiang Yanlu and the others returned from the Guixu Secret Realm, the Taixuan Sword Sect was holding this year's sect assessment.

Tomorrow is the day of the written test.

Jiang Yanlu and his disciples who have participated in the comprehension competition and performed well in the competition are not required to participate in this year's sect assessment.

But other disciples should participate as usual.

Therefore, from the past few days, Jiang Yanlu's "portrait necessary for assessment" has been circulated among the same sect.

Jiang Yanlu had a smile on his face: "May I ask where you got this portrait from?"

The two fellow disciples did not dare to hide anything, and immediately confessed to the disciple who painted the portrait without even the slightest hesitation.

Jiang Yanlu turned around and found the other party, asking for a large portrait authorization fee.

Then he returned to Qingluyuan, changed his clothes, and went down the mountain to sell the corpses of monsters that he had killed in the secret realm of Guixu in the past six months.

The monster corpses she sold this time were basically above the sixth rank.

The highest is the eighth-order monster comparable to the body-fitting state.

Usually, the staff at the material store would hardly see even a seventh-level monster, but seeing so many corpses of high-level monsters suddenly, his heart almost jumped out.

This is an eighth-order monster comparable to a monk in the body-fit state!

In the entire cultivation world, there are only the suzerains of the four major sects, whose cultivation has reached the state of integration.

This impact was no less than a row of suzerain corpses in front of them.

When they looked at Jiang Yanlu's eyes, they immediately became highly respected, and quickly called out the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was having dinner and was impatient at first.

I thought how awesome the guest can be, is it worth him coming out to greet him in person?
Then he was stunned by the piles of monster corpses on the ground, he narrowed his eyes with a quick smile, and spoke respectfully.

Jiang Yanlu asked for as many spirit stones as they wanted, and they gave them as many spirit stones as they wanted.

I never paid back the price, and even raised the price on my own initiative.

Fearing that Jiang Yanlu would be unhappy, they lay down next to the corpses of these monsters.

Jiang Yanlu took the spirit stone and left satisfied. Under the introduction of the buddy, he walked to another street to buy the tools and materials used in the wine making meeting.

From a distance, he could see Xin Zhu holding his sword and leaning against the outside of Qinglu Garden.

Her ponytail was tied high behind her head, her eyebrows and eyes were heroic.

Jiang Yanlu walked over: "Why is senior sister here?"

Xin Zhu straightened up and said with a smile:

"Master learned that all of us had made some breakthroughs in the secret realm of returning to the ruins, so he specially prepared a welcome banquet at his place. Senior Brother Mingwei and Junior Brother Xinglan have already warmed wine and prepared dinner with the younger junior sister. I Come pick you up and your junior brother."

Jiang Yanlu nodded: "I'll go back and change back to the imperial uniform."

When the three senior brothers and sisters arrived at Zhenjun Xuanqing's residence, the smell of dinner had already wafted out.

The last time their masters got together so complete was before the competition in the cultivation world.

Zhenjun Xuanqing was quite emotional: "You guys, your cultivation has improved so fast, you will catch up and become teachers soon!"

He originally wanted to hear these disciples praise him.

Say what he loves to hear.

For example:
Master, you will always be the most powerful in the hearts of your disciples!
Master, your cultivation level has also improved very quickly. I haven't seen you for half a year, and you seem to be much stronger again!

however--

Xin Zhu took a sip of strong wine and said, "Junior Sister has always been able to leapfrog steps and kill opponents, but now she has broken through to the God Transformation Realm. Master, you are not necessarily the opponent of Junior Sister now, are you?"

True Monarch Xuanqing: "?"

Cheng Xinglan was even more open-minded: "Indeed, my junior brother can suppress and beat eighth-order monsters in the secret realm."

True Monarch Xuanqing: "..."

The pressure came up suddenly.

Feng Miaomiao sat next to her and cooked rice seriously, and handed her empty bowl to Mingwei: "Brother, please help me add another bowl of rice."

Mingwei took her bowl and asked curiously: "Little sister, don't you usually get full with just one bowl?"

Feng Miaomiao chuckled: "I plan to take the petals of Jiuqiao Bingzhihua tomorrow, and I will take Bigu Dan for a long time after that. Naturally, I will eat more tonight."

Everyone also remembered that they still had a petal of Jiuqiao Bingzhihua that they hadn't taken yet.

Then began to discuss when to take the petals of Jiuqiao Bingzhihua.

Xuanqing Zhenjun felt that he was kicked out of the chat area again: "The Nine-Aperture Bingzhi Flower blooms once in a thousand years, and it is hard to find in the world. Where did you get the petals?"

Cheng Xinglan answered first: "The little senior sister and the little junior brother led us to kill an eighth-level flood dragon in the secret realm of Guixu, and got the Jiuqiao Bingzhi flower. Each of our masters has a petal!"

"Really!" Zhenjun Xuanqing's eyes lit up instantly, and he looked at Jiang Yanlu, "Are there any masters? Are there any masters? Are there any masters?"

Jiang Yanlu nodded: "Yes."

Like a magic trick, she took out a bare flower branch and gave it to Zhenjun Xuanqing: "Master has a souvenir of the Nine Orifices Bingzhi Flower."

True Monarch Xuanqing: "..."

So love disappears, right?
Forget it, some souvenirs are better than nothing.

As long as his precious apprentices can return safely from every experience, nothing else matters.

Zhenjun Xuanqing carefully put away the flower branches of Jiuqiao Bingzhihua, and continued to have a good time with his disciples.

Having had the experience of having a dinner together for the first time, Jiang Yanlu and the others all knew that he was not good at drinking, and it was easy to mistake someone if he drank too much.

Afraid that he would get himself drunk again, he dared not let him drink more.

From time to time, I still have to ask: "Master, are you okay? Do you want me to persuade you to go back and rest?"

Zhenjun Xuanqing was stubborn.

He waved his hands: "Where is this? You don't have to worry about being drunk for a thousand cups."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Cheng Xinglan, and stared at him for a long time.

Cheng Xinglan's heart skipped a beat when he saw it.

It always feels like something big is going to happen.

The next moment, True Monarch Xuanqing shed two lines of tears, hugged Cheng Xinglan's leg, and was about to kneel down to him.

"Master! You have been away for so many years! Finally, you are willing to come back to visit the disciple! The disciple misses you so much!"

(End of this chapter)