Chapter 90: Trial of Moxihu

　　Xiaozhu Feng announced that Fang Yuan had become a true disciple, and several days have passed. This news has also spread throughout Qingyangzong’s five peaks and four courtyards. I don’t know how many people are talking about it.
　　 After all, it’s a true disciple, this name is too important. In the future, walking outside, this can even represent the face of Qingyang Zong. The other true disciples of the other few peaks, all of which are family, cultivation, talent, potential, and fame, all have top-notch existence. Who can think of it, the one who suddenly jumped out was actually a three-year practice. The new disciples?
　　 This news really gives people a feeling that their cognition is confused...
It is said that a few days before this news was released, many people visited Elder Yun, and some of them were some great immortal men who did not lose to Elder Yun in their cultivation status, but after these days, Xiaozhu Feng I have never shown my attitude to change this result. For a few days, the Xianmen disciple no longer wanted to believe it, and could only try to accept this fact...
　　...... Elder Xiaozhufeng has gone crazy!
　　 After all, this is more than just the name of a true disciple...
　　 This also involves the upcoming Moxihu Lake trial!
The disciples of Xianmen who entered Moxie Lake are not only looking for the opportunity to create it, collecting elixir, but more importantly, they are responsible for cleaning the demon inside again and again. Strange, the higher the monk with the higher cultivation level, the more vulnerable he is to attack by evil spirits.
For thousands of years, Xianmen has accumulated countless blood lessons, and the final result is that every ten years, a group of Xianmen disciples are condemned to enter into it. One is to gather spirits that are very important to them. Medicine, the second is to kill those monsters that have been continually bred, and will become more and more powerful with the passage of time, saving the unruly fetus without knowing it!
This also decided that the trial of Moxihu Lake was never a joy to find a chance. In fact, every time the ascension conference is a trial, some people will be in the process With the rise, more people will die!
　　 In this case, people who line up with themselves are naturally stronger as possible!
The other four peaks of Qingyang Sect are accompanied by one or even two true legends, and the companions who entered the Moxi Lake together are also veterans who have been practicing for many years, whether it is cultivation, or the attainments of magic and martial arts. After a considerable amount of fire, only with such strength can we guarantee survival in the trial of Moxihu Lake, and pursue the spirits and treasure medicine as much as possible...
　　Look at Xiaozhufeng again...
Among all the disciples, there were only seven levels of Qi practice, but only four of them. Most of the others only practiced about five or six levels of Qi practice. They did not practice well, let alone spells. With martial law, the gap between them is more than two?
　　Almost decided, it is difficult for Kotake to pass the trial with his own strength...
"At this point, it seems that the only way is to only ask for help from other peaks, and Xianmen has always had a purpose. Although our Qingyang Wufeng will be divided into five teams and enter the Moxi Lake, each team will get the chance You are all owned by yourself, but when you are in danger, you must rescue each other if you are in the same class, so it is necessary to participate in this fairy banquet once!"
On the third day, Sister Xiaoqiao sent an invitation, but it was a fairy feast set between the true stories of Qingfeng Sect's other peaks. Xiaozhufeng had never received such an invitation before. The distance between Jin entry and those true biography is still too far away, but Fang was different. He is now a big disciple of Xiao Zhufeng's true biography, and his identity is even higher than those of ordinary true biography!
　　 "I'm still going to practice sword..."
　　 But looking at this invitation, Fang Yuan frowned slightly, and he was always not interested in these things.
　　For him, instead of participating in a fairy banquet, it is better to have a couple of drinks with Sun Guanshi on the pig's head and talk about the interesting things about Xianmen!
　　 "My brother Fang, do you think you are still the handy disciple who takes care of your own practice besides working?"
Sister Xiao Qiao saw Fang Yuan with a reluctant look, and smiled bitterly: "You are now a true disciple of the True Legend, which represents our Xiaozhufeng, if it goes out of the fairy gate, it even represents our Qingyang Sect, such a fairy The banquet will be indispensable in the future, let’s get acquainted with it in advance. Moreover, it is imperative that Xiao Zhufeng wants to stabilize and pass the trial to form an alliance with other peaks!"
　　 "Elder Yun has given me trouble..."
　　 Fang Yuan reluctantly put down the scroll, and felt quite bitter.
Even he had to admit that Xiao Qiao’s sister said courtesy. The conference of ascension was scheduled to start a month later, and these of their immortal disciples set off. Ten days later, as a true disciple of Xiao Zhufeng, he did. Need to meet those people!
　　 "Let's go for a walk!"
　　 Fang Yuan sighed and turned to look at the wooden kite stopped under the pine tree.
　　 Little sister Qiao immediately clenched her silver teeth: "Don't even think about it!"
　　 Fang Yuan was suddenly speechless: "That wood kite is pretty good..."
　　 "......"
　　 "A good flying magic weapon, a luxurious fairy robe, and a precious hairpin are all necessary and must be prepared!"
　　 After Fang Yuan invited his flying sword, Xiao Qiao's sister was still complaining and kept reminding.
　　 "Good, let's talk about it later..."
Fang Yuan was also somewhat helpless. He was not interested in the luxurious fairy robe and hairpin, but flying magic weapon was indeed necessary. In fact, he now also has the power to go to the magical instrument court to choose the flying magical tool casually. I've seen it, but I haven't been satisfied with it. Rather than take one and use it together, it's better not to use it for a while, and wait until there is a suitable one...
　　 Along the way, the fragrant wind burst, Xiao Qiao sister has never been so close to the man, a heart pounding straight.
　　 But Fang Yuan seemed to be unaware, and his face was dull.
　　 "This is really a nerd..."
　　Sister Xiaoqiao was secretly sullen in her heart. After a while, she couldn't help but break the silence: "Brother Fang Yuan?"
　　 Fang Yuan slowly turned his head: "Huh?"
　　 Little sister Qiao took a deep breath and smiled deliberately: "I'm curious, do you really only want to practice, don't you love foreign things?"
　　 Fang Yuan listened to this question, but was slightly stunned, and then smiled lightly, said: "Maybe!"
　　 Hearing this problem, Sister Xiaoqiao was disappointed.
　　After a while, she smiled and said: "It seems that I can't ask Brother Fang Yuan's mind, and I don't know who can ask in the future!"
　　 Fang Yuan didn't seem to understand her words, but kept silent.
　　 And Xiao Qiao sister, will not say anything else.
Fortunately, they soon rushed to a strange peak more than thirty miles away, where there was a steep cliff with an ancient pine growing on the cliff. It is said that this pine has been born for thousands of years and has gone through several disasters. But without loss, it is a wonder of Qingyang Sect, and beside the pine tree, there is a pavilion, towering as if in the cloud, very artistic, and the pavilion at this time has already been placed In a small case, there were dozens of people sitting or standing here, chatting and chatting, cooking tea and wine, talking lively...
　　 "How come there are so many people?"
Fang Yuan was slightly startled, and found that under Gusong, not only Xianmen disciples, but also a few older ones, it was clearly the deacon of Xianmen, and there were a few more people, looking at their robe The clothes are not like those of Qingyang Sect.
　　 "Hehe, Xiaozhufeng really tells me that the big disciples are here..."
　　 Little Qiao sister turned around in the air and swooped down in the air.
　　Near Gusong, when someone saw it, he stood up, clapped his hands and stood up.
　　 "This is Fang Yuan, really young, young arrogant......"
　　 "It is indeed a young man's arrogance, and his appearance is extraordinary, this is the style of people in the practice..."
When Fang Yuan came over, the people in front of the room stood up and greeted with a smile, but they all seemed polite and courteous, but Fang Yuan could also see that, in addition to being polite, they also looked a bit strange, obviously they all I heard that Fang Yuan was not very old, and his cultivation base was not high, but now I met in person. It really looks like a young man in a green robe, but they all feel a little surprised...
In particular, Fang Yuan only wore a thin green robe with no ornaments on her body, and even her hair was only with a pine branch, and it seemed to be a little out of place with the nobles in the field, although he did not say anything on his mouth. However, I also felt that the robe of this body was a bit shabby, but it was relieved to think of the origin of this true disciple.
　　 "Since Brother Fang is here, please sit down!"
　　 was the first one sitting, but it was Shen Xiaofeng who had seen Fang Yuan before the Xiaozhufeng Gongde Hall. He smiled softly, and asked Fang Yuan to sit before a small case. Fang Yuan is also welcome, seeing that there is a small case empty next to him~EbookFREE.me~ Knowing that it was left to him, he bowed his hand to the people of the Quartet and sat down in front of the case, looking calm and calm. .
　　Everyone on the cliff saw him, but he couldn't help but nodded secretly: "This spirit is not bad..."
　　 "Yeah, at a young age, it's a true biography, it's a cold birth, and is it a waiter?"
　　 "Oh, the old man is also very optimistic about him. He also sent some thin gifts before to talk about his heart...but he has already received it!"
　　 A lot of people who admired, showed a friendly smile to Fang Yuan, and some were far away.
　　 Fang Yuan didn't know these people, but he had to return with a fist.
　　He knew very well that this seemed familiar to him, and it was estimated that he had given himself a gift...
　　Just saw the compliment and enthusiasm of the people around him, but there was a pale young man in the field who couldn't sit still.
　　 "Brother Fang Yuan, please use tea..."
Under Gusong, in the middle of the small case, there was a slim and beautiful woman cooking tea. After seeing Fang Yuan sitting, she took a small white stone cup that was pale in gray, held the pot to pour tea, pour Before the tea, I ordered three o'clock, and then slowly poured into the cup. The tea was only 70% of the cup, and then my hands were like orchid fingers, gently lifted and sent to Fang Yuan.
　　 "Thank you!"
　　 Fang Yuan gently thanked him, then reached over and took over the tea cup, toasting to drink, but heard a burst of laughter from the side.
　　 "Sure enough, he came from a humble beginning, and once he reached out his hand, he showed his timidity..."
　　 "I don't even understand the rules of drinking tea..."
　　 Someone around laughed, the sound was particularly harsh.
　　 Fang Yuan turned his head and saw Liu Mozhen who was once nailed to the wall of merit by his sword!