Su Luo swept her sleeves, and the high-grade Tianling water poured towards the incense cauldron, densely packed like rain.
The fragrant incense cage was extinguished in an instant by the high-grade Tianling water.
Yes, top-grade Tianling Water is the nemesis of cold rosemary.
At this time, although the elders were not in the hall, they could see the scene in the hall clearly through the crystal ball.
When he saw Su Luo spraying water, the fifth elder sneered: "You don't overestimate your capabilities."
But who would have thought that the cold rosemary would be extinguished as soon as Su Luo took action?
Before the fifth elder's sneer faded, he suddenly felt as if he had been slapped hard. His face was as stiff as iron. Then, the fifth elder became angry with embarrassment!
The cold rosemary is his favorite work!
He believed that no one could solve it except himself, but who would have thought that Su Luo could easily solve it with a wave of his hand?
The eighth elder couldn't help laughing when he saw the fifth elder looking like he was being choked. He laughed inadvertently: "Fifth elder, it seems that you are not good enough."
The fifth elder glared at the eighth elder fiercely: "You know nothing!"
The Eighth Elder touched the white beard on his chin: "I know shit, so are you admitting that you don't even know shit?"
The fifth elder was so angry that he wanted to rush forward and fight with the eighth elder.
The fourth elder grabbed the two elders, one on the left and the other on the right: "What are you doing? Please calm down. You are still so impulsive at your age."
In the genius training camp, the four elders are respected, so everyone respects the four elders.
"Humph!" The fifth elder waved his sleeves heavily and turned around angrily.
"Since the Cold Rosemary has been broken, there is no need to wait any longer. Someone comes and brings that girl up." The expression of the fourth elder became serious.
When Su Luo was brought up, she found that this was an ordinary room, but none of the people sitting in the room were ordinary.
Li Luoming’s master, the Fifth Elder.
The Seventh Elder, the master of Fairy Wuyou.
The eighth elder whose soul was controlled by Su Luo.
There was also an old man with a Chinese character face and white beard and hair. He looked upright. As for whether he was really upright, Su Luo couldn't tell for a while.
The four old men sat in a row, with a long wooden table in front of them, while Su Luo stood quietly in front of them alone, letting them look at her.
At this moment, Su Luo had the illusion of being interviewed.
"Send your name." The fifth elder stared at Su Luo with a sneer, revealing his malice.
He has a clear stance and is on the opposite side of Su Luo.
"Su Luo."
"Master?"
"Rong Yun." Su Luo smiled faintly.
"Master Rong Yun?" The fifth elder almost jumped up when he heard this!
"You're lying!" The fifth elder slammed the table and roared angrily, "Master Rong Yun doesn't even accept followers, but will he accept disciples?"
Su Luo looked at the fifth elder with a smile and shrugged noncommittally: "How do you know that my master doesn't accept any more attendants? Could it be that the fifth elder went to apply for my master's attendants?"
Fifth Elder: "..."
His throat seemed to be pinched by someone, and his face turned red and white, and he was extremely embarrassed.
He was in charge of the Dan Pagoda of Purgatory City, and he couldn't even recruit Master Rongyun's attendants. It was really embarrassing, so for a moment he was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Su Luo frowned displeased, glanced sideways at the fifth elder, and said: "What's there to be ashamed of? My master's attendants must at least be at the master level. It's natural that you can't apply."