To everyone's surprise, the last Fengming Valley disciple turned Qin Cheng's defeat into victory and won the bet. Moreover, this disciple actually picked forty-nine medicinal herbs, many of which were rare high-level elixirs.
The disciples of the sect are envious, jealous or ashamed of themselves. ?
Now Qiu Yu has become the center of attention. Seeing how capable and beautiful he is, some female disciples can't help but feel excited and look over with peach blossoms in their bright eyes.
Even those super powerful people were moved by it. Weng Qianling from Xingyue Palace praised: "Fengming Valley can have such a young hero, it is really a successor!"
Li Zhenting from the Songyun Sect looked over, looked into Qiu Yu's eyes, and said: "You're a good boy, but it's a pity that you joined the wrong sect. I'm afraid Fengming Valley is not suitable for you, and it will be difficult for you to achieve great success in the future."
The sharp look in this old man's eyes made Qiu Yu feel guilty. At the same time, he also felt that there was another deeper meaning, but it was hard to understand for a while. He could only wonder to himself and wonder if the other party recognized him.
Qin Cheng snorted coldly: "Come on, why are the disciples trained by us in Fengming Valley making inappropriate remarks? Old man Li, please don't sow discord. Just wait and see, he will soar to the sky."
Li Zhenting smiled mysteriously, "Well, I'd like to see what the future holds for this kid."
Looking at the piles of herbs in front of him, Qin Cheng's face was full of joy. He felt very good after winning the competition. He didn't bother to argue with Li Zhenting and said to the young and handsome disciple in front of him: "Your name is Pan An, right?
Very good, Fengming Valley will be proud of you!"
Undoubtedly, it was quite an honor to receive such a compliment from a super powerful person, but Qiu Yu didn't take it seriously, and couldn't offend others. He could only pretend to be grateful and said: "Master, uncle, thank you for the award."
Qin Cheng ordered: "Xuelian, you have registered all the medicinal herbs. Be sure to remember how many herbs each disciple picked, their grade and name."
Zhou Xuelian nodded and said: "Understood."
After the explanation, Qin Cheng turned to look over and said in a deep voice: "Diao, it's your turn to fulfill your promise, right?"
Many onlookers looked over, looking at Guijianchou Diao Hande. They saw that the old guy's face was turning red and white in turns, and he was very embarrassed. Even the disciples of Wanshou Mountain felt that they had been humiliated and glared at him angrily.
Under the eyes of everyone, Diao Hande naturally couldn't lie, and said with difficulty: "I'm willing to admit defeat, of course I will admit it..." After a pause, he finally called out, "Master..."
Qin Cheng laughed loudly, "What a good grandson."
Having lost his ugliness in front of everyone, Diao Han De's lungs were about to burst with anger, and he said viciously: "Qin, don't be crazy, I'll settle the score with you later." He waved his sleeves, and the spiritual energy rolled up the herbs on the snow, all of them
He put it into the ring and said, "Let's go."
A group of people from Wanshou Mountain left quickly and jumped onto the giant black crocodile. The fourth-level flying magic beast Cloud Crocodile spread its wings and took off and quickly flew away from the place, disappearing in an instant.
The other super powerhouses didn't care, and they all checked the harvest of their disciples. Among them, Xingyue Palace not only had the fewest casualties, but also picked the most herbs, 289, ranking first.
Songyun Sect ranked second, Fengming Valley third, followed by Wanshou Mountain, Yantian Sect, Tianfo Temple, and Yufeng Temple not only had the fewest disciples, but also ranked last.
Taoist Luoyun also had an ashen look on his face, and he led several disciples to fly away from this place with giant swords. In mid-air, the beautiful Taoist priest turned his head and looked over, his eyes full of hatred, aiming at the handsome young man in Fengming Valley on the ground...
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The other sects also left respectively, and the huge dragon boats, Xingyue Pavilion and Lotus Seat also took off and flew in different directions. Some Xingyue Palace female disciples looked at Qiu Yu on the ground, feeling a little disappointed in their hearts.
Including Liang Xin and Guan Jiao.
Xing Ling looked at it with disdain and looked at the reluctance of several female disciples towards the brat. He cursed in his heart: "It's so superficial. What are you looking at? That's not his true face. Who knows what this brat looks like? Maybe
He is an ugly monster!"
On the ground, many flying monsters rose into the sky, but the disciples of Songyun Sect also left.
Fengming Valley achieved the best results in the past years, which made Lieyundao Qincheng and a group of disciples feel proud and proud. As the super strong man raised his arms and shouted, "Let's go too," the disciples jumped on top of the colorful phoenix.
, also rushing home.
Silence returned to the originally noisy spiritual realm, and the seven strong men were still standing guard, like people guarding a cemetery, relatively speechless.
The huge colorful phoenix was flying in the air, the wind was whistling in his ears, and the majestic Qincheng stood in the front, with its green robes fluttering and making a hunting sound. Recalling this trip to the spiritual realm, he felt like he had done something.
It was like a dream, a bit incredible. I thought I would be able to achieve my goal without being at the bottom, but I didn’t expect the results to be so outstanding. I really lived up to my expectations.
Inevitably, Qin Cheng's thoughts turned to the most critical person. If there were any mistakes, who would have expected that Fengming Valley would have such a disciple. Is it a blessing or a curse?
During the flight, disciples peeked over from time to time, which made Qiu Yu feel a little annoyed. This was not the result he wanted. He felt that the herbs handed over were still too many, and it was not good to attract other people's attention, but that was it.
There is no point in regretting, you can only be cautious in your words and actions and take one step at a time!
The next morning, on the huge square of Fengming Valley, almost all the sect members, including the leader He Chaozhen, gathered. Everyone looked at the sky, each with their own thoughts.
The beautiful figure of Yuan Gufeng's Hong Caixia is also among them. She couldn't sleep all night last night, and now she looks a little haggard and feels uneasy, fearing that she will never see her beloved disciple again.
The colorful phoenix appeared in the sky, causing thousands of members to cheer loudly, "Look, they are back."
"Wow, what a spectacular flying magic weapon. I hope the senior brothers and sisters will return home with a full load..."
A group of people couldn't bear it any longer, so they flew out with their weapons, like an arrow from a string, taking off towards the colorful phoenix. They wanted to know urgently whether their beloved disciple was still there, and they unintentionally formed a gorgeous landscape that made people feel uncomfortable.
The disciples cheered again, the sound was deafening.
The people in the sky flew close to the colorful phoenix, hovering around and shouting the name of their apprentices. Hong Caixia did the same. Qiu Yu and Ji Xue responded quickly, shouting almost in unison: "Master..."
Seeing the figures of the two apprentices, Hong Caixia's eyes were moist, and her joy was indescribable. She choked and said: "Okay, it will be good to be back..."
Ni An also saw his disciple Ling Xiao in the other building, and was also very excited, but the others were disappointed and looked sad because the apprentice they valued was gone and was undoubtedly buried in the spiritual realm.