Chapter 1417 Thousands of pulses and pulses

   "That's right, I see them, they are basically dingy back, maybe even our school can't get in, you see there is a little beggar inside."

  Qin Yu listened to their conversations, without comment, and only concentrated on studying the flowers and plants in this world, so that he could do research later.

  But when she secretly took off the leaves of a tiger-pattern sunflower, she suddenly noticed a large-scale spiritual power. . .

   Turned his head and looked, the sword light flew in the distance, and the sword light flew down all the time. It was the golden core masters of Baiyan Academy who had returned, and Huang Jue and others were walking along.

  Yah, I’m not dead, all seven are alive.

  Good luck.

After Huang Jue and others came back, the ten people gathered together and expressed their gratitude to Baiyan Academy. However, the Jin Danqi of Baiyan Academy was very polite even if the cultivation level of Huang Jue and the others was one step. When they inquired, they immediately rescued the people or recovered their humility and harmony. They all revealed one thing-they were jealous of Huang Jue's ten.

Jiaojiao: "Of course, Huang Jue's ten people died at the age of 30. They wanted magic weapons and magic weapons, and they wanted immortality and immortality. But these golden alchemy stages are probably all a hundred years old, and the hard conditions are far worse than those of Huang Jue and others. , Look at it. If Huang Jue and the others are also in the Golden Elixir period, one can do them both, and the probability of reaching the Yuan Ying period is much higher than that of them. The probability of these people in Baiyan School being able to reach the Yuan Ying period is very low, basically Yu Wu."

  Because the big sect is really important, the inheritance is orderly, and each stage has a special system.

   "It's a pity, it's because you are so good that you can get away. We didn't come in handy, but just happened to pick someone up."

  Old Huang Jue said with a smile: “It just so happens that the other party doesn’t have the means to identify the invisibility technique. It’s also a fluke, and more importantly, we didn’t expect the Red Feather Flaming Eagle to emerge.”

Speaking of the Red Feather Flame Eagle, a few Jindan period high watch states, "It comes abruptly, but that area is not a borderless zone, and it may attract some monks to strangulate, otherwise it will be easy to enter the city and be harmed. I may wait two days later. I also joined the strangulation team, but even so, I will send someone to **** you to the sect."

If it was before, Huang Jue would definitely decline, because letting the branch **** show that the ten of them are low in ability, but this time he was attacked on the road, he felt a little strange, afraid of being targeted again. After thinking about this, he has already done it. Decide.

   "Then I'll take care of it."

  The cultivator has a long time, but he is very straightforward in handling things. If he is ready, he will leave. In the afternoon, the cloud from the boat flew up and went to the Wuquezong mountain gate under the **** of a golden elixir of Baiyan Academy.

  Looking at the black spot where the cloud disappeared from the boat, under the corridor of Baiyan Academy's Martial Arts Hall, the other Jindanqi expressions were a little envious.

   "Hey, Zhanghe is lucky, shit, he got the lottery!"

   "There is no way, although it is a bit unethical, but if Huang Jue's team were not attacked, I am afraid that our people would not be escorted."

  Baiyan Academy is a force under the impeccable sect, but after all, it is separated by a layer, nowhere is it comparable to the serious disciples outside the family.

"Look at these disciples, they are only in the foundation stage, invisibility and many other magic skills, and they have one or two small magic weapons. This time they were ordered to select disciples, they were given several magic weapons to protect them. Is one of them."

   "People are more popular than others! Zhanghe can be regarded as able to show his face in front of the sect, and he can see the Dashanmen. It is simply... I am so envious!"

  Although Zhanghe’s chances of being spotted are very slim, he is bound to give some rewards to his unremarkable grandeur.

  Of course, there are also rewards to their school as a reward, but Zhanghe who sent people home has a personal reward.

   "This lottery can be pretty lucky sometimes. It's a decision to make a fortune or not."

  A few unlucky Jindanqi sighed and covered their faces.

  "Unfortunately, the Governor of Heluo was out today and was not in the city."

   "Even in the city, Huang Jue and the others are not qualified to let him show up in person, after all... the Governor is an inner disciple."

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  Afterwards, all the way is really smooth, of course it has nothing to do with the Zhanghe River in Jindanqi, but because the closer to the Wuque Zongshanmen resident, the more peaceful-people’s lair, can it not be peaceful!

After half a month of long distance, most of the children were a little a little daunted. When they heard that they were about to arrive, they all cheered up. Qin Yu felt that the expression packs of these little broken children were really too much. Fortunately, she was still trapped in "parents." The sad state of "double death" does not have to contribute various sand sculpture expressions like them.

   "Little love, coming soon, you see, the front is Mount Jialuo where our sect is located."

  Huang Jue is generous and treats most of the people very well, but he has taken a little more care of Qin Yu. At this time, he pointed forward to Qin Yu, smiling and proud.

  This look is different from the juvenile pride of the young people in the previous school. This kind of pride is also due to the sense of belonging that comes from the bones.

  In the world of comprehension, sect affection is far more important than blood origin, because sect can accompany you for hundreds of years until you die or become enlightened.

  This is the feeling to death.

   And Qin Yu turned his head and looked. . . Ao, the mountains are piled up, one pile taller than one pile, the highest, a thousand meters high, like a suspension, ah, the distance opens up the area, the space where the heavens and the earth are in contact, the sea is behind, because the wide, horizontal blue is just like a vertical galaxy hanging upside down.

Simple, straightforward, and not much fancy, but whether it is this vast and misty sky, or a place where a large number of mountains are piled up and down, or this vast sea area, it is the most perfect three. The color is also the most distinct and perfect fusion of sea, land and air.

  This is a magnificent view from a long distance, where we don’t get into the details, but only look at the outline.

"This is Mount Qianzhang and Baimai Jialuo, it's so..." Jindanqi Zhanghe was more excited than Qin Yu and his "noobs", his eyes were green, and he almost stomped his feet with two hands in front of him. Lori called.

  Wow wow wow! So cool!

  Jiaojiao rolled her eyes secretly.

  No experience! snort!

  However, although Qin Yu is quite knowledgeable, after all, he is a character who has been to Longqi Xianqi and followed the fourth transfer station. In the style of the transfer station, what background picture has she not seen?

   can hold it, but it doesn’t mean she doesn’t appreciate it.

  The Qianzhang Baimai Jialuo Mountain sits on the earth, it is a paradise on earth, and it is different from the transit station.

  It is very pure.

  ——Pure? Is there a transfer station pure?

  Huang Jinbi doesn't like Qin Yu's argument.

Qin Yu: "The transfer station is pure. The problem is the robots from the interstellar planes and various plane races. For example, I have seen pink bunny girls, iron-headed four-armed robots, and ancient human monks sitting in immortals with modern vest men. Playing mahjong in the building..."

Well, this is indeed the fact that the heavenly selections at the transfer station are complicated and bustling, and they are not righteous and elegant, and the A-9 great plane of cultivation that Qin Yu has seen so far is all orthodox monks based on the standards of Wuquezong disciples. It fits perfectly with this natural background image of cultivation.

   Jiaojiao used her two paws to pile the plump cheeks on her face and smiled: "I think if you join, the background painting style will definitely be... hehehe."

  Hey you hammer!

  Qin Yu's expression was faint: "This is not necessarily true."

  (End of this chapter)