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Chapter 921 You are late

On the other side.

"Three Elders, my nephew came to the Tianxing Sect, and my uncle said he would come to visit you, and asked me to bring these gifts. I didn't expect to meet you here in the special training." Sima Haohan said respectfully and handed the jade bottle in his hand to the third elder Dou Bi.

"Brother Sima is really polite. Brother Sima is so envious of me. I wonder if Brother Sima Zongheng has taken another step in the Chaoyang Holy Sect now." Dou Bi said very enjoyably.

"By the way, if you have anything to do, please tell me. My love with your uncle is like brothers and sisters, and I will definitely take good care of you!" The fat face of Dou Bi, the third elder of Tianxing Sect, smiled like a flower at this moment. The jade bottle was not a mortal object, but the five spiritual nourishing pills are above the level of the spiritual nourishing pills. The spiritual nourishing pills are only useful to those who are Dharma Master's cultivation, while spiritual nourishing pills are aimed at the cultivation of the Dharma Emperor, which is of great help to enhance one's own yang power. It is hard to find gold and extremely precious.

"How dare I talk about the need for you? Now I am more valued by Master Zhao, and I have accepted it as a disciple. I have also made a marriage contract with Yu'er. In fact, I am extremely lucky to be valued by the Tianxing Sect." Sima Haohan looked polite.

"It's so extreme, look at my memory. You are the master's disciple. You have excellent talent and will kiss you more in the future. Your future achievements will surely be extraordinary!" Dou Bi's fat hand couldn't help but hold the jade bottle tightly, as if he was afraid that it would disappear, and his face was even more smiling.

In the world of practice, elixirs are very effective and valuable. Moreover, it takes a lot of medicinal materials to refine more expensive elixirs, and it takes many years of hard work by the elixir.

"Oh, what a pity." Sima Haohan suddenly said with a disgusting expression.

"What a pity for a nephew?" Dou Bi was still smiling. Others were sophisticated that he knew that Sima Haohan must have something else to ask for. If he really only wanted to pay homage to him and describe his feelings with his uncle, he would have come a long time ago and would not have waited for this time.

"The Tianxing Sect is one of the best sects in the three northwest provinces. Unfortunately, some people just made up their mark and came in to sneak into the Tianxing Sect to harass the female disciples of the Tianxing Sect. Even the girl Yu'er asked me to complain a few days ago." Sima Haohan said with a look of regret.

"Oh! Why are there such people? They are so bold! Let me tell you, my nephew!" Dou Bi pretended to be shocked and looked extremely angry, but he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

What kind of personality is Zhao Yuer? She is weird. If someone harassed her, she would have been beaten to death by her. Sima Haohan looked gentle, but she was really a little narrow-minded. But what does this have to do with him? He is a young talent and extremely talented. He is also a young master of the Sima family and a beloved disciple of the head. Why should he be unhappy with him and expose him?

"He is a disciple named Chu Yi. He has no Yang spirit. He is originally a thunder-destroying body, but his clever words make him confused. Senior Situ, who asked him to accept him as his disciple and mix in the Tianxing Sect!" Sima Haohan thought he could not help but whisper at this moment.

"This kind of black sheep will inevitably damage my reputation in the Tianxing Sect! If he falls into my hands, I will definitely make him look good!" Dou Bi said indignantly.

"Uncle Master sees you clearly."

The two looked at each other, but they both showed a gloomy smile.

"Okay, the fragrance is about to burn out now. I haven't even arrived yet, so I've all been eliminated." Dou Bi glanced at Sima Haohan and couldn't help but say loudly.

"Okay, congratulations to everyone, now you have passed the first step of the assessment. You can come up to me to receive a spirit-enhancing pill refined by the Elder of Medicine. The disciples who have just joined the sect this year can receive two. This is the reward for becoming a disciple of the Tianxing Sect and passing the assessment."

"But Uncle Chang, the fragrance has not been burned yet. Can you wait for a while?" Zong Defang suddenly spoke loudly, with an anxious look on his face.

"Wait for a moment, no one will come, so why waste time?" Pang Yulong said coldly from the side. He naturally knew why Zong Defang pleaded with mercy and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. That waste really couldn't get there, and the waste was waste. If he relied on the waste to come with his feet, it wouldn't be a matter of days or nights.

"Uncle Master, please wait until the incense is burned before announcing. Otherwise, it will be unfair to those disciples who are about to arrive." At this time, Zhao Yuer saw Zong Defang's gaze asking for help, and couldn't help but think of Chu Yi with a sad feeling. Her heart softened and she also spoke.

"This..." Dou Bi couldn't help but look at Sima Haohan slightly.

"Uncle Master, I also think that Junior Sister Yu'er's words are reasonable. What's the point of waiting for a while?" Sima Haohan couldn't help but think that Chu Yi was a useless body, so how could he fly? Even if he gave him one day, he would probably not be able to get there! Since Zhao Yu'er pleaded for mercy, of course he had to act openly. Humph, Zhao Yu'er must look at him with admiration!

Sure enough, as soon as Sima Haohan finished speaking, Zhao Yuer showed a look of admiration, which made Sima Haohan feel proud. He was the one who did the bad guys himself, but unfortunately no one knew that he had earned the reputation of a good guy. Why not do it!

However, Sima Haohan was not proud for a while, and suddenly saw everyone staring at him with wide eyes and retreating one after another. Dou Bi shouted: "Be careful!"

I felt a strong wind flashing in front of me, and a giant sword penetrated in front of me.

Suddenly, smoke and dust filled the air. Everyone was alert.

"Puff!" A slender body appeared from the smoke, "Where am I?"

"Brother Chu!" Zong Defang couldn't help but shouted excitedly when he heard the voice.

"Oh, Brother Zong, is this a spiritual vein? I'm not late, right?" Chu Yi asked deliberately, pretending to be stupid. In fact, he deliberately pinched the time. He also used this sword-controlling technique to circle around the Tianxing Sect.

Although Chu Yi really wanted to give such a shocking look, his low-key personality still made him patiently. Perhaps it was time to do his best to compete for senior Situ Shun at that time and have a good glory. After all, he would enter the Chaoyang Holy Sect no matter what, and the first host mission was like a door lock, which made him hold it tightly every day.

"Late come?" Everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes to the incense stick, and the sporadic flames were indeed not extinguished.

"Brother Chu, your luck is so good. You caught up again after a mistake! Congratulations!" Zong Defang couldn't help but say happily for Chu Yi.

"Oh, thank you, then." Chu Yi couldn't help but smile.

"Let's go!" The smoke and dust slowly dissipated, and only the figures of Dou Bi and Sima Haohan appeared again in front of everyone. However, at this moment they were all covered in dust, especially Sima Haohan. He liked to wear white clothes, and at this moment the white clothes became completely gray and very embarrassed.
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