Chao Chengdao is the one who eats the most.

The friendship between three people begins with eating.

This way, we know each other very well.

Qian Duoduo has always claimed to be a traitor disciple and has never disclosed his identity in front of them. But which traitor disciple dares to go to Youming Peak to get three-legged golden crows to make a bowl of golden jade gold crow soup for you to drink?

Regarding this, Zi Xiaoye and Chao Chengdao both knew it tacitly.

Although Qian Duoduo did not talk about his experience, Chao Chengdao has been working hard to investigate the case in Mobei Village over the years, and he would give Qian Duoduo a letter whenever there is any progress.

Now this one is the third one, Qian Duoduo solemnly put it away and said to himself: "I didn't expect that there are so many people who missed the internet. It's time for me to get some interest back!"

Chao Chengdao stood beside him for a long time and said, "It's us!"

......

The crowd was in agitation at this time.

Qian Duodu and Chao Chengdao looked at the same time and saw a middle-aged man coming from the sky in the wind, with his blue Taoist robe and golden crown tied his hair, which was the head of the sect, Zhuang Feiyu.

At the same time, there was also an elder in Jielu Peak dressed in a non-second garment. The elder was named Qianyi, who was the elder of the back mountain. His cultivation was unfathomable.

Zhuang Feiyu's cave was hidden on the top of the mountain. He walked out of a cloud and mist, and came to the front of the disciples like stepping on the wind to look at the disciples from each peak and said, "No, you are very good."

The disciples bowed and bowed.

A blue-clothed sword boy suddenly appeared, took out a dark green bamboo chair from the space magic weapon, and placed it respectfully on the cliff. Zhuang Feiyu immediately sat on it.

Qian Duoduo's sharp eyes found that the shape of the bamboo chair and the woven stripes were exactly the same as his master's bamboo chair, and he was slightly shocked.

Zhuang Feiyu's eyes swept over Qian Duoduo, paused on him for a second, and said, "You are also very good."

Everyone followed their eyes and looked at Qian Duoduo. Qian Duoduo, who had a blue dress, seemed very eye-catching.

Then a noise suddenly rang out.

"Where did the errand disciples come from here?" People were very confused. Not everyone paid attention to the first-time acquaintance list.

"He seems to be the first to the new first-class realm of knowledge." Someone said.

At this time, once he sneaked in front of everyone, the crowd suddenly became quiet.

Qianyi is that the elders behind the mountain of Jielu Peak are famous for their majesty and ruthlessness, and are decisive in their work. The law strictly prohibits meticulousness.

For many years, disciples from all peaks have been very afraid of this old man. When he sees him coming forward, who dares to mutter?

Qian Yi was covered in white hair and looked around the crowd, saying, "The secret realm of the Southern Wilderness Ghost Kiln is about to be opened. This secret realm is opened every hundred years, and you can enter the realm below the spiritual realm. In three months, you will be as close as I can leave here!"

Wow!

The crowd was in an uproar.

Obviously some disciples have heard of this secret realm with extreme surprise on their faces!

"Wow! It turns out to be the Nanhuang Ghost Kiln. I heard that there are enough opportunities, so it's not impossible to fly in it in one step."

Some old disciples began to popularize science for new disciples, and even Qian Duoduo and Chao Chengdao listened carefully.

"It is said that this Nanhuang Ghost Kiln is the most incredible. Some opportunities can make the mirror breaking as simple as drinking water. A hundred years ago, a monk who had just learned the realm of the realm jumped into a dragon and became a powerful figure in the realm of the spirit!"

The rookie disciples' eyes suddenly shone.

The old disciple continued, "This rare treasure in the ghost kiln in the southern desert is unheard of. It is rumored that there is a peerless magical medicine to steal the sky and change the sun to reshape the spiritual roots!"

The old disciple is called Cheng Buyue. The disciple of the Netherworld Peak is the third-ranked strong man on the Silver Light List. His cultivation level in the late stage of the Qi Condensation Realm is enough to look down on all the disciples on the scene.

But he was very vain, and liked to be noticed and praised. He was unhappy and popularized the stories of what he saw and heard in the Nanhuang Gui Kiln, just like an elder in teaching.

Qian Duoduo's eyes shone brightly when he heard this! He strides to the old disciple and asked, "What you said is true?"

Cheng Buyue saw a mail-man in blue clothes when he asked about it. He couldn't even bow simply when he met his senior brother, which made him look dark and his eyebrows slammed.

Considering that Elder Qianyi was watching from the front, he couldn't have a chance of attack, so he had to say, "It's certainly true."

"Then I have to go to this secret realm of the Southern Wilderness!" Qian Duoduo said to himself.

Cheng Buyue was about to continue to popularize the information about the secret realm of the Southern Desert. He heard Qian Duoduo's self-talk and was really displeased. He thought, where did this come from the arrogant servile disciple?

Cheng Buyue sneered: "It's not my senior brother, I'll hit you. Opportunities and strength are mostly proportional."

Qian Duoduo said: "This is not a problem for senior brother."

"Senior brother, please start your performance."
Chapter completed!