"Lao Ling, just look at it like this, is this kid messing around?"

Feng Zhenjie finally looked at Ling Daogu and Hua Yuanji. In fact, Mingtang Hall had always been the work of the three elders. The Lord Shengxi retreats every once in a while.

Shengxi is the hope of Mingtang Hall. As long as Shengxi steps into the fairyland, he can represent Jin Jiazong in Xianbi.

"All right!"

Hua Yuanji has always observed the thirteenth from the left. The thirteenth from the left now possesses a strange formation by virtue of alchemy and possesses a mysterious immortal weapon in his hand. The thirteen from the left is qualified to be a Saint Xi Daolu.

"No wonder, the head can recognize him!"

"Senior brothers!"

"This time, we really blamed the thirteenth on the left!"

"As the hall master and Taoist companion, we are wrong and we must admit it!"

"Thirteenth from the left, on behalf of Mingtangdian, the old man apologizes to you!"

Hua Yuanji bowed down, and had to suppress the anger in the left thirteenth. What's more, the thirteenth left could refine the nine-turn golden core. Such talents should stay in the Mingtang Hall.

Ling Daogu also nodded. Before, he felt that the left thirteen was too weak. Now it seems that the head and the palace master have vision and are almost in realm, but the left thirteen possesses alchemy and formation, both of which are at the level of immortal cultivation.

"Feel sorry!"

Ling Daogu also fisted towards the thirteenth left and bowed down.

"sorry!"

When the other elders saw Ling Daogu and Hua Yuanji both worshipped, they also worshiped.

Only Feng Zhenjie, with a gloomy face, looked at Jiang Gongcheng who was unconscious on the ground.

"What's the use of an apology?"

"Look at the thought over the cliff?"

The thirteen on the left still didn't look good, and at the same time pointed to Xuanyuan Lu.

"Do you know how many fairy grasses have been destroyed by burning pill fire?"

"And this formation, these immortal stones?"

"Ahem!"

Du Xian'er had already begun to cough, there was no fairy grass, she didn't see Xian Shi, this big brother, is this trying to corrupt people?

After the thirteenth left, he looked back at Ji Xiaobai and the others again.

Ji Xiaobai absolutely understood, and immediately cried: "We are also disciples of the inner sect. See if we are ruined by the cliff. The inner sect does not give us resources. We earn some celestial stones, which are all used in the construction of the cliff. NS."

Luo Tianshui and the others also understood, and they cried one by one and said: "The elders must also be reasonable. Our senior brother was almost killed."

The disciples of Si Guoya cried one by one, causing these elders to provoke them, and their faces became more and more ugly.

"Thirteenth from the left, so, this elder will make up for it!"

"Everyone, take out three thousand immortal stones to compensate for thinking about the cliff!"

Ling Daogu glared at everyone, and the elders wanted to save face. When these disciples cried out, what should they do?

"What does it have to do with us? Jiang Gongcheng did this?"

"To compensate, it must be Jiang Gongcheng!"

Cultivators and immortals all seek good fortune and avoid evil, and some elders point directly to Jiang Gongcheng in a coma.

"Elder Jiang was in a coma, you can ask Elder Jiang afterwards!"

"Hurry up, so shameless?"

Lu Jiuling sneered, and shouted for Zuo Shisan.

This time is good, the elders of Mingtang Hall took out the immortal stones one by one, and handed them to the thirteenth left, sadly.

Ling Daogu and Hua Yuanji also looked towards Feng Zhenjie. Feng Zhenjie couldn't help but gritted his teeth and took out the immortal stone to compensate the thirteenth from the left.

"Now, is it all right?"

As soon as Feng Zhenjie finished speaking, he saw the thirteen left smile and nodded. The anger just now seemed to disappear.

"Look at my wife, Shengxi, this matter, forget it. Remember, I'm also in the hall."

"By the way, elders, if you need a pill in the future, you can find Du Xian'er."

"She is my spokesperson!"

"what?"

Du Xian'er was pleasantly surprised, and the other elders also looked at Du Xian'er fiercely. These people finally realized that the thirteenth from the left had nothing to do with You Ming, but they were powerful alchemists.

Being able to refine Rank Nine Golden Core is also useful for these elders.

"What's the price of the golden pill, you touch these elders. The more the better, you know?" The thirteenth left lowered his voice, and took advantage of this opportunity to sign a pill "agreement" with these elders.

Du Xian'er nodded obediently, and looked at these elders with a smile.

"Hey, go back, it's shameful!"

Hua Yuanji and Ling Daogu wanted to talk about the thirteenth left, but the apprentice got confused with the thirteenth left, and the elders also stared at the nine-turn golden core.

The big formation was opened, and everyone left. Si Guoya disciples watched in surprise, and Si Guoya was covered by mountains of immortal stones.

"Left thirteenth, come here!"

Lu Jiuling beckoned to the thirteenth left, and then more than 10,000 immortal stones disappeared in an instant.

"Robbery?"

The thirteen from the left looked at Lu Jiuling angrily. How could it be like this? He finally got the fairy stone. These immortal stones are used to survive the zombies' catastrophe.

Lu Jiuling didn't seem to see the anger of the left thirteen, as a matter of course.

"Without me, can they give you a fairy stone?"

"Left thirteenth, how did your flame come from?"

The thirteenth from the left has nothing to do with Youming, but Lu Jiuling stares at the Netherfire of Huangquan on the thirteenth from the left. You are a water zombie, where did you cultivate the flames?

"Last time I talked to Shengxi, I absorbed the drought..." Zuo Thirteen hesitated to speak and stopped, saying true or false, anyway, let the shameless deer want to go.

Lu Jiuling's eyes deepened, looking at the thirteenth from the left, without saying a word for a long time.

In Mingtang Hall, where Feng Zhenjie was in the cave, Jiang Gongcheng was sober and ashamed. He was lying on the ground with his sphincter in his body, and the fairy body was shaking.

"Did you see clearly? A stick? Two golden sticks?"

"Brother, you want to avenge me!"

"I'm going to kill Zuo Thirteen!"

Jiang Gongcheng rushed into the crown. He was humiliated and humiliated. He was "exploded" by the thirteenth left.

"Left thirteenth, not easy!"

"Dongfang Jingtian, in the two assassinations, both were killed. It turns out that he is really related to Lu Jiuling. It seems that if you want to get the thirteenth from the left to get out of the inner door, you have to rely on the inner door."

"Your disciples, are you ready?"

Feng Zhenjie's face was calm, and he was no longer disturbed by the thirteen things on the left. Half a step in the fairyland, he had already touched his own way, the two souls of heaven and earth, and there was no wave of happiness for a long time.

"Brother, don't worry, Inner Sect Competition, I will advance directly!"

"I want these disciples to get out of the inner door."

"This is just the first step. This thirteenth from the left should be used well!"

Finally, Feng Zhenjie looked at Jiang Gongcheng again, and finally asked with concern: "You should practice more. It really doesn't work. Put a zombie armor on that part."

"Brother, don't say anything!"

Jiang Gongcheng's old face blushed again. After so many years of cultivation, he was in a fairyland, and he spewed a mouthful of old blood, turned and left.

Snow fell in the blessed world.

Feng Zhenjie stood in the snow, but the wind around him started strangely. Among the snowflakes, a snowflake slowly became huge, and then turned into a mirror.

In this mirror, a middle-aged man appeared.

The man is like jade, with a slender body, like a fairy, with golden eyebrows, and the golden robe on his body is full of dazzling light.

"Owner!"

Feng Zhenjie, the elder of Mingtang Hall, actually called the master to the man in the golden robe.