In the end, Jing Xiupu and others were finally rescued by Xiao Bai.

"How is it? Does it feel improved?" Xiao Bai asked with a smile looking at Jing Xiupu and the others who were moving their muscles and bones.

"It's not just an improvement, it's a world of difference!"

Jing Xiupu and others sighed from the bottom of their hearts while looking at the obvious changes in their bodies.

This change is really great!

Jing Xiupu and the others felt that compared to the previous self, the current self is simply an ant-like existence.

The current self can easily crush the previous self.

This improvement is really too big!

"There are countless minds and tactics in the Gongfa Pavilion, you can choose them later.

You can practice what you want to cultivate, and learn what you want to learn.

After you have selected it, you can register with Wuqing. "Xiao Bai said softly.

At present, due to the lack of high-level staff in the sect, the Gongfa Pavilion is temporarily managed by Situ Wuqing.

"Yes, we took it down." Jing Xiupu and other priests replied with joy and joy.

The mind and tactics placed in the Zongmen Gongfa Pavilion must be of very high rank.

"By the way, after everything is ready, you can go down the mountain.

You should know what your mission is, right? "Xiao Bai reminded.

Can't forget the main task.

"The subordinates naturally know that to replace the four old men and find out who is calculating our Invincible Sect." Jing Xiupu and the others replied respectfully.

"Just remember it." Xiao Bai nodded in satisfaction.

"After you go back, you should cultivate hard, work hard, never reveal your identity, and take self-preservation first in everything.

If there is an emergency, you can call us at any time. "

"Subordinates will follow the decree of the suzerain!"

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It didn't take long before Jing Xiupu and his party went down the mountain in secret.

Their faces were calm, and there was no change from the way they were before they met Xiao Bai, as if nothing happened during this period of time.

Good acting!

"Hey, Bundy's daily routine is about to begin again."

"I got a headache when I shook my head."

"It's okay with your headache, I'm nauseous, and I always want to vomit."

"What's a nausea? I shook to commit suicide."

"What is suicide? I want to stay in the underworld forever and never reincarnate forever."

Jing Xiupu, who was walking in the front, was full of black lines, and the corners of his mouth twitched crazily.

Enough!

How can you be so bragging?

"High priest, where are we going next?"

"Challenge one of the sixteen statues."

……………………………………………

at the same time.

A corner of the sanctuary.

A place.

An uninterrupted plain stretches under the sky, without hills, it is as calm as a calm sea, extending infinitely.

The fragrant sea of ​​flowers, the grasslands close to nature, the clear lakes, the butterflies with wings, the smart birds, etc., etc., in every aspect and every tiny detail, all show the beauty of the plain.

Behind a rock.

Brother Nangong Yunmo gathered here.

Because this place is very close to the headquarters of the Alchemist Association, so a few talents from Brother Nangong Yunmo will gather here.

It's definitely not for a picnic.

"Well, it tastes great!"

"Enough!"

"Master brother can cook!"

"That is, I grew up when I was young."

Senior Brother Nangong Yunmo devoured them and swept the meal with the wind.

"Have you all named your trumpet?" Nangong Yunmo suddenly raised his head and asked.

"It's ready."

"Well, it's already ready."

"Just waiting to go."

"Since we're ready, let's check it out first, so as not to wear help later." Nangong Yunmo said.

Hearing this, Zhang Shige was eager to try: "Okay, I'll come first. My trumpet name is Erlang Qianjia Zhenjun."

"puff!"

Brother Nangong Yunmo instantly spewed rice.

"Erlang fights against the real monarch? Brother Er, I don't think this name works." Duan Wuluo said sternly.

"I don't think it's good either." Nangong Yunmo nodded slightly.

Zhang Shige:...

What's that called?

"Just call Erlang Tou Tie Zhenjun directly, it fits the image of the second senior brother." The little monk suggested.

"This is acceptable."

"I feel good too."

"Well, it works."

Zhang Shige:? ? ?

"Fourth Junior Brother, where's yours?" Nangong Yunmo asked Duan Wuluo, looking at him.

The name of Zhang Shige was thus confirmed.

Zhang Shige's anger towards the little monk +1.

The current number of brothers offended by the little monk: Hi+1.

"Me? My trumpet name is Yan Shuangying, what do you think?" Duan Wuluo said with a smile while resting his chin on one hand.

He is the most important output among the brothers, and also the highest output.

Therefore, Duan Wuluo thinks that the name Yan Shuangying is very suitable for him.

Nangong Yunmo: "Yan Shuangying?"

Zhang Shige: "Yes, good name."

Wang Hao: "It suits you well."

Little monk: "It's that way, just barely make do."

"Ok?!"

Duan Wuluo smiled in front of him, and finally heard the little monk's evaluation. . . .

Duan Wuluo's anger towards the little monk +1.

The current number of brothers offended by the little monk: Hi + 2.

"Fifth Junior Brother, how about you?" Nangong Yunmo looked at Wang Hao and asked.

"Me? I already have a trumpet, so I don't need to open another one." Wang Hao was taken aback for a moment and said.

Isn't Wang Ritian his ready-made trumpet?

Self-produced and sold, self-sufficient.

It's perfect, there is no need to bother to think about this kind of thing, save all steps~lightnovelpub.net~Nangong Yunmo: "That's right."

Zhang Shige: "This trumpet is pretty good, but the master took it for you personally."

Duan Wuluo: "Junior Brother, is your surname Hu (Happy)?"

Little monk: "Don't you just bother to think about it? Brother Five, you are getting lazy."

Wang Hao, who was still smiling:...

The smile on his face suddenly solidified.

Wang Hao's anger towards the little monk +1.

The current number of brothers offended by the little monk: Hi + 3.

Nangong Yunmo:...

"Little Junior Brother, you really have you. You have never lost the offense." Nangong Yunmo complained in his heart.

"Big brother, where's yours?" Zhang Shige asked curiously.

Upon hearing this question, Brother Duan Wuluo was a little curious.

What name can big brother name?

"Me? My trumpet's name is Wuming." Nangong Yunmo replied with a smile.

Zhang Shige: "Very simple."

Duan Wuluo: "It gives people a sense of mystery."

Wang Hao: "There is a strong demeanor."

Little monk: "In fact, I just can't think of it, I don't know what to name."

How many brothers Zhang Shi's singer:...

Nangong Yunmo:...

Silently clenched his fists.

"Little Junior Brother."

"Hey, where am I, what's the matter?"

"Can I beat you?" Nangong Yunmo asked with gritted teeth.

"Count me in!"

"Count me too!"

"And I!"

Little monk:...

"Why...why?"

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