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The ancestors fell in love with him!

Yuhui only felt that his legs were soft.

Isn't it that the master wants to accept the thirty-sixth disciple? How did the ancestor fall in love with him?

Patriarch, that's the true monarch, he hasn't asked about things on Yuxuanfeng for more than a thousand years, right?

"Om—"

Under the flash of thunder, those golden light groups chased and fled in all directions.

Being bombarded by the lavender thunderfire, one pill gradually took shape.

Thirteen round golden elixirs are covered with moiré.

Nine turns.

Panacea.

"Haha, Senior Brother Xuandu knows that I'm coming, is this an alchemy reception?"

"Yu Lingdan, but a good thing."

At this moment, there were two long laughs outside the hall, and someone raised their hand and took all the thirteen pills in their palms.

A strange color appeared on Taoist Xuandu's face, and he said lightly: "It turns out that it was the two elders of Xuancheng Xuanye from the outer gate who came to visit."

As his voice fell, two black-bearded Taoists in bright yellow robes walked side by side into the hall.

These two are both Dao Sovereign fourfold cultivation bases, they are the real power elders in charge of the outer sect, and their status and status are no worse than that of the peak master of Xuandu.

"Brother Xuandu, you alchemists are generous, and you can easily refine a pot of pill, which is very valuable."

The Taoist who was shorter on the left saw the pill cauldron that still exudes aura, and said with some envy.

Casually a furnace of pills, but they were desperately tossing at the outer door for a long time.

"Senior brother, is this guiding the disciples in alchemy?"

The tall and thin Taoist on the right glanced over Xu Cheng who was standing in front of the Danding, and saw a strange charm radiating from him, and his heart immediately became cold.

Coming late, this genius disciple has been taken away by Taoist Xuantu.

Most of the appearance of this charm flow is a manifestation of some kind of spiritual understanding.

Xu Chengcheng had already received the guidance of Xuandu, and he wanted to get back to the outer door, but he couldn't justify it.

Thinking of this, the tall and thin Taoist Xuan Ye hated him.

That Shako is really hateful, such an elite disciple, just lost.

When I go back, I must take care of it.

"Hehe, the two juniors are here for him, right?"

Taoist Xuantu smiled and pointed at Xu Cheng in front of the Pill Ding, and spoke directly.

The two Taoists looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

"Since your masters and apprentices are exchanging their alchemy experience, then we shouldn't bother, say goodbye, and leave." There is no point in staying. Taoist Xuanye arched his hands, held the pill that he had just received in his palm, and turned and left.

For such an elite disciple, if he exchanged thirteen Nine Transformation Pills, his business had lost his home.

"Well, that's okay, it happened that the ancestor asked me to lead Xu Cheng to his place. I just didn't have time to receive the two of them. I was negligent." Taoist Xuantu nodded, stood up, and waved his hand, Xu Cheng connected the Danding in front of him. All disappeared in the hall.

Xuan Ye and Xuan Cheng, who had just turned and left, were shocked and stood there.

Looking back, Taoist Xu Cheng and Xu Cheng were no longer in the hall.

"Well, Yuhui, right, where's your master?" Taoist Xuancheng turned his head to look at the Taoist Yuhui who was standing still.

"Xuan Chengcheng heard it, Master has gone to see the ancestor." Yu Hui showed an expression that has nothing to do with him.

No, why did you go to see the ancestor?

How big is it?

A small outer disciple, that is, his cultivation base and his aptitude is slightly stronger, he won't alarm the ancestors, right?

Does Zhenjun Yuxuan have such an old man's leisure?

Xuan Cheng and Xuan Ye were a little confused.

"Hey, I really didn't expect that I should have seen such a magical alchemy technique with my own eyes. Compared with him, I am really ashamed..." Yu Hui shook his head, looking painful, and walked outside.

What magical alchemy?

What does it compare to him?

"That, Master Yu Hui, can you make it clear?"

Xuan Ye felt a little bad, and hurriedly said.

Yuhui turned around and his eyes fell on the spiritual pill in the palm of Taoist Xuanye.

"This Nine Revolving Spirit Pill was cultivated by Xu Cheng using the Zhoutian method of transforming calamity." When he said this, he shook his head and said, "It won't be long before I call someone else's uncle..."

After speaking, he didn't stay and left the hall straight away.

Taoist Xuancheng raised his eyes and looked at the spirit pill in Taoist Xuanye's hand, and felt that the sky was high and the ocean was wide.

Fortunately, it was not me who had collected the pill just now!

Taoist Xuan Ye held the spirit pill in his palm, only feeling extremely hot.

If this pill was refined by a Taoist from Xuandu, it would be collected after it was collected. After all, the outer door sent an elite figure to Yuxuanfeng.

But this pill was refined by Xu Cheng.

That's not so easy to take.

If it is true as the Taoist of Xuandu said, if the ancestor had taken a fancy to Xu Cheng and wanted to accept as a disciple, this pill would be more than doubled.

Crying without tears.

Damn Sako.

...

At this time, Xu Cheng, who was embarrassed by Xuan Ye, was already standing in a small courtyard.

The courtyard is only 35 acres, planted with some herbs, three grass cottages, and a pool of clear water.

Sitting by the wooden table in front of the small courtyard is a Taoist white beard.

This person's face is exactly the appearance of the statue of Zhenjun Yuxuan that Yu Siyou had brought with him on the square before.

"Xu Cheng has seen the true monarch."

Without the introduction of Taoist Xuantu, Xu Cheng stepped forward and bowed.

"Well, your technique of transforming the robbery every week is good, but the practice is still not enough, the fire is not even enough."

The kind-faced True Monarch Yuxuan reached out and nodded the opposite bamboo chair, and then looked at the Taoist Xuantu who said to the side: "This method is actually the most suitable for refining elixir."

Xu Cheng and Taoist Xuantu sat down, and the Taoist raised his hand to push the tea cup on the wooden table forward.

Xu Cheng took the tea cup, and fixed his eyes to see that the tea cup was green and green, with a refreshing scent of wine.

"The ancestor actually took out this Yuanhua Immortal Wine, and Xuantu is also a blessed one." The Taoist Xuantu was not polite, and delivered the sake to his mouth, and then slowly poured it into his mouth.

"It's a pity that there is no streamer, otherwise the taste of this wine will be better."

Taoist Xuantu drank it in one gulp, then smashed his mouth, regretting.

Streamer?

Just the broken cup?

Thinking of the streamer that I didn't know where to put it in the corner, Xu Cheng felt that he had to study all those objects that didn't know what to do.

He learned the way of a Taoist from Xuandu and slowly poured the liquor into his mouth.

The wine entered the throat, and there was a fascination in the sweetness.

And the faint fragrance that resembles a clear orchid.

If Ruowu's immortal energy sinks into his abdomen, he slowly spreads a force into his limbs and a hundred skeletons.

This glass of wine is actually worthy of a good-looking elixir.

"Thank you, Zhenjun, for the wine."

Xu Cheng stood up ~www.wuxiahere.com~ bowed to thank Taixuan Daojun.

"Yes, not bad." The Taoist Xuantu on the side looked at Xu Cheng with a smile: "You know, this Yuanhua Immortal Wine is also called Xianxian Wine?"

Try immortal wine?

"If there is no fairy fate, a glass of this wine will sleep for a hundred days. If there is fairy fate, you will only feel that this wine has a long aftertaste." Xu Cheng's heart moved by the words of Taoist Xu Cheng.

I don't know the true or false of a fairy fate, but drinking this glass of wine, if it were not for the extremely powerful spirit, would indeed be intoxicated.

After all, practitioners still have to practice both soul and soul, and cannot walk with short legs.

"I have three thousand furnaces in Yuxuanfeng, tens of thousands of alchemy masters, of which three hundred can become alchemy masters."

"There are eight masters, all of them belong to the monarch."

True Monarch Yuxuan looked at Xu Cheng and said lightly: "With your qualifications, it is not difficult to become my ninth great master of the alchemy of Yuxuanfeng."