Senior sister, stop brainwashing me, I can understand your thoughts.

Chapter 42 Meeting Ceremony

He was really afraid that Lu Xingyan would punch him in front of the headmaster and the other eight peaks in this hall.

But if you don't answer, you risk getting beaten.

Le Zhengyan began to reflect on himself and researched the increase and decrease of the blackening value.

After all, the rise and fall of the blackening value is not controlled by his subjective consciousness.

He felt that the blackening value had just increased by one thousand, probably because although Liang Xuan was expelled from the school, he did not suffer much compared to his previous life.

Le Zhengyan felt that he was more like the mission worker who was bound to Lao Liu's contracted beast and needed to lower his darkening value.

He thought that the blackening value rose instead of falling, which should be caused by his true inner thoughts and not being satisfied.

After thinking about it, Le Zhengyan still decided to follow his original idea.

He asked in a low voice: "Senior sister, can I borrow your big goose later?"

[Increase the blackening value, and now you can lend me your mount]

[It’s only been two days since he arrived at Xuanling Sect. Where does he want to go by big goose?]

Thinking that Le Zhengyan was reborn, Lu Xingyan responded with a lot of complaints in his heart: "Okay, junior brother, where do you need to go? Do you want senior sister to accompany you?"

"Thank you for your kindness, senior sister. I left something outside the Xuanling Sect when I entered the sect. I want to take a big goose to pick it up. I'll be back soon." Le Zhengyi replied.

[Everyone has left the sect on a big goose. It seems they are not doing anything good.]

[Whether the little villain does bad things or good things, he won’t take you with him]
  [It doesn’t matter, I don’t plan to go with him openly]

Le Zhengyan: "..." So you want to follow behind secretly?
  Because of Liang Xuan's incident, the fun of a good direct disciple meeting was ruined.

When Feng Changliu went to throw Liang Xuan, the peak masters of each peak gave Le Zhengyan the meeting gifts they had prepared.

Both Le Zheng and Yan took them one by one and thanked them. In my last life, I was at Jiuxiao Peak. As an inner disciple, my status was awkward and I was not qualified to meet other peak masters and heads.

The next time we meet again, it will be in the Demon Abyss, and when our eyes meet, they will be fighting each other.

Le Zhengyan had never thought that he would one day be able to laugh and talk with these peak masters calmly.

What he held in his arms were all the magic weapons and elixirs they had given him with the concern of their elders.

Among the Xuanling Sect's Jiufeng, except for Xiao Qingge, who was the master, the only one left was Feng Changliu, who went to disgrace Jiuxiao Peak and had not been given a meeting gift.

After throwing the useless disciple outside the Xuanling Sect, Feng Changliu rushed back to the main peak angrily.

Originally, he wanted to go back to his Jiuxiao Peak directly, but when he thought about it, if he didn't go back to the main peak first to recover, then Jiufang Qingyao would definitely want to yin and yang himself.

"Junior brother, look, Uncle Changfeng is back. I thought he might not come back just because he left." As soon as Lu Xingyan saw Feng Changliu, he turned on the yawning mode.

To be honest, with his ability to make people angry, Le Zhengyan was worried that Lu Xingyan would be beaten one day.

"Uncle Changfeng, it seems that you haven't forgotten to make up for the meeting gift for your junior brother." Lu Xingyan said with a smile: "Back then, my master also gave a meeting gift to your two direct disciples. It's not a loss if you give one back to my junior brother now. .”

Can he sew this damn girl's mouth shut?
  Feng Changliu was so angry at Lu Xingyan that he wanted to vomit blood.

"This is for you." Feng Changliu took out a bottle of elixir in displeasure and threw it into Le Zhengyan's arms.

Lu Xingyan sniffed and said, "Wow, it's a master-level spirit-gathering pill. I remember that Master Changfeng failed yesterday as an advanced demigod alchemist at the immortal level. Were you injured? He's feeling better now." ?"

A fairy-level alchemist, but the elixirs he sent out were only at the master level.

Except for Feng Changliu himself, Lu Xingyan felt sorry for Xiao Qingge.

After all, when Feng Changliu accepted the first and second disciples, the things Xiao Qingge gave were not bad, at least their value was comparable to that of immortal-level elixirs.

(End of this chapter)