Chapter 89: That's their business

　　 "The chief true disciple of Xiaozhufeng...Fang Yuan!"
　　 Inside the Hall of Merit, a deep drink came out, swirling, and a light of God flew out in the Hall.
　　 flew into the air, and it suddenly turned into a fairy list with Fang Yuan's name on it.
　　The disciples on Xiaozhufeng met, all of them suddenly became silly, and the expression on their faces was shocked and unbelievable.
　　Especially the little Zhufeng Tianjiao who was talking around the disciples of Shenxiaofeng was stunned. He rubbed his eyes vigorously and looked at the sky again, thinking he had just dazzled...
　　 But... nothing wrong!
　　 The true disciple... Fang Yuan!
　　 is not a true disciple, but a true disciple!
　　The first true biography of the elder cloud under the leadership of Xiaozhufeng, the true biography of the deacon who is even above the deacons!
　　 "...this... what's going on?"
　　 It took a long time before someone stuttered.
Fang Yuan became a true disciple. This was expected. Disciples of Xiaozhufeng were ready to accept the results of this preparation, regardless of whether they were convinced or not. After all, he was struggling with a sword and the strength he showed was too strong to be convinced. I can't say...
　　 But the true disciple, this is different!
　　 This is the head of Yifeng disciple......
A true disciple who has never had a peak can be served by a disciple of Xianmen who has practiced Qi for seven layers and has practiced for only three years. Even if Xiaozhu Feng has just decided to list it as a peak alone, this kind of thing is unimaginable. ...
"what the is it?"
Not only was Brother Xiaozhu Feng caught in a panic, even the few disciples from Shenxiao Peak, they first looked at the divine light in the sky incredulously, and then looked at each other quickly. At a glance, his eyes were gloomy and surprised.
Among them, the disciple who seems to be the most profound disciple of the surname Yan immediately stood up immediately, with a serious expression, and saluted towards the Hall of Merit. He said loudly: "Shen Xiaofeng has really passed on the disciples Yan Ji. I promised my juniors to meet, and I would like to ask Elder Yun to show me..."
　　All the disciples of Xiaozhufeng heard this sentence, and they were suddenly startled. They looked at them with complicated eyes.
Before that, it has always been said that the true disciple of Xiaozhufeng will be served by one of these people, and they appeared here at this time, which proves the authenticity of this rumor, Even when someone came to the tentative inquiry before, they did not deny this question. They thought it was already a thing of the past...
　　 But who could think that the Hall of Merit suddenly announced that Xiaozhufeng's true disciple is Fang Yuan?
　　 In this way, how do these people manage themselves?
　　The voice of Elder Yun sounded in the Hall of Merit: "Oh, the old man knows what you want to say, don't need to say it anymore..."
After listening to this sentence, Yan Ji and other disciples of Shen Xiaofeng all looked a little heavy, but obviously still a little unwilling, hesitated, and said: "Then... I don't know what Elder Yun said, let me take it back, Tell Master about the cause and effect?"
　　 "You go back, what the old man wants to say, they will understand!"
　　Elder Yun answered very simple, very indifferent, and very firm.
　　Yan Ji and others listened, and they dared not ask any more questions. They could only take a deep breath and turned to leave.
Before leaving, they turned around and glanced at the Hall of Merit. It happened that Fang Yuan was slowly walking out of the Hall of Merit. The straight purple clothes looked very dazzling, which made them feel faint. A burst of anger!
　　 "Congratulations to Brother Fang for the promotion of Xiaozhufeng's true discipleship..."
　　And outside the Hall of Merit, a group of Xiaozhufeng disciples saw Fang Yuan appearing, and they were immediately surprised, and gathered around.
Most of them are still in a state of confusion. The result announced by the Hall of Merit is really surprising to everyone, but no matter what, this result has already been announced and will not be changed any more. They have to admit one In fact, the leader of Xiaozhufeng's disciples has been born, it is the man in purple robe in front of him, congratulations to him that there is no harm...
　　In addition to these immortal disciples who gathered up, there are also several who are completely dumbfounded.
Sister Xiao Qiao heard this news and was shocked and happy. She had already sent a message to other people at the fastest speed, and the reply she got was also puzzled by her, because her true master sister did not get it. any news!
　　This only shows that this decision was made suddenly by the elders and deacons in the hall of merit.
Several people, such as Li Jianghan, were well-informed and had long heard that Xiaozhufeng’s true disciples would choose from several outstanding disciples of Shenxiaofeng, and it was almost even determined that it was Shenxiao who called Yanji Disciple Feng, this is also the reason why they used various relationships in advance, and they were close to them. To put it plainly, they wanted to guarantee a little more when they tried in the Moxi Lake...
　　 But who would have thought that a sentence in the Hall of Merit would overthrow all their speculations?
　　 "This... Brother Fang Yuan, he became the true biography. I have nothing to say, but the true disciple's words, isn't it..."
　　After a long while, Li Jianghan opened his mouth, and the expression on his face seemed to have seen a ghost.
　　 "How do I think... what Elder Yun said just now seems to be a bit of anger?"
　　 Taihe Zhen also said innocently, crying and laughing.
"Oh, Xianmen handed over Xiao Zhufeng to Elder Yun. Naturally, Elder Yun didn’t like others to intervene too much. This is understandable, but Xiao Zhufeng’s disciples did have a short practice time. The words of the big disciples really did not allow others to reach out to Xiaozhufeng, but... what can we do with the Moxihu Lake trial?"
　　Wang Kun opened lazily, with a hint of helplessness.
　　 "Thank you guys and sisters for your love..."
At this time, Fang Yuan was surrounded by everyone, everyone was congratulating loudly, and he kept saluting. He was wrapped in the middle of the crowd and had to thank him left and right. He could see that when his disciples congratulated, He could not hide the consternation, but in fact, he was also at a loss. He had never expected that Elder Yun would make this decision, but he knew what it meant!
　　 became a true disciple of Xiaozhufeng, and these people became their own teachers and sisters?
　　Moxi Lake trial, not only to seek their own fortune, but also consider them for them?
　　 This feeling made him a little heavy...
　　 He likes to go his own way of spiritual practice, and he doesn't like to take care of so much business...
　　 "Elder Yun... What did he think?"
　　 couldn't help but looked back once, looking at the tall and magnificent hall of merit.
　　 "Hehe, it is estimated that many people will come to the old man and tell them that I will retreat and practice, and I will talk about it later!"
At this time, in the Hall of Merit, Elder Yun listened to the outside congratulations, the noise, and seemed very satisfied. With a slight laugh, he slowly stood up and seemed to be ready to leave like this. All the deacons are hesitant. Deacon Bai couldn't help but tentatively opened his mouth: "Elder Yun, do you really want to put the trial of Moxi Lake in his hands?"
　　 Elder Yun turned to look at him, and said with a smile: "Isn't that right?"
Deacon Bai frowned, hesitating for a moment, or bluntly said: "This little Fang Yuan, the strength is indeed not weak, the potential is stronger, give him a little more time, he will not be competent enough to be a true disciple, but he... after all The practice time is still short, and now it’s just seven levels of Qi cultivation practice, but the Moxi Lake trial is the five great immortal gates, and all the disciples under the foundation will participate, not to mention the few other immortals. Compared with the disciples of Tianjiao in the gate, compared with the disciples of the other four peaks of Qingyang Sect, his strength is not strong. What's more, disciples Xiaozhufeng also practiced soon. Do you think they can handle it?"
　　 "If you are fully sure ~EbookFREE.me~ What is the trial?"
　　 Deacon Bai's words made the several deacons around him look dignified, but Elder Yun answered very relaxedly.
　　 Several deacons were suddenly speechless, and it seemed that there was some sophistry in this answer.
Deacon Wu couldn't help but say: "There is still a problem. It is true that the position of the big disciple is a long way to go, and Xiao Fangyuan can indeed be said to be unique, but after all, he is practicing Xuanhuang's tactics. If he cannot build a foundation in the future, he will succeed. ,that……"
　　 "Future things, say it in the future!"
　　Elder Yun didn't listen to him, so he waved his robe sleeve lightly and interrupted him.
　　 The faces of several deacons were a little hesitant. Apparently, these words from Elder Yun could not convince them.
　　 "You have a picture..."
But Elder Yun saw it and couldn’t help but sigh Shen Shen and said with a smile:
They are disciples of Qingyang Sect, their practice is Qingyang Sect’s business, but the cultivation practice is their own, so they are still after all My own thing. I just taught them to practice, but I can’t do it for them. Some necessary choices are for them to do. Ha ha, this trial is, after all, their trial, which is in their hands. Fortunately, the old man is too lazy to blend into these things..."
　　 "But if that's the case, as soon as we push it clean, many problems will fall on Xiaofang's head..."
　　Deacon hesitated for a while, and said what he was most worried about.
　　Elder Yun just smiled lightly and said: "I think that facing these problems is also part of his practice..."
　　 "Disciples have been taught..."
　　 Several deacons heard their words and looked at each other for a while. After a while, they could only helplessly salute.