Yan Huang sat on his head, his eyes gradually became serious, as if he had known his eldest disciple for the first time.

"The little brat has finally grown up?"

He murmured to himself, a hint of relief arose in his heart, and his eyes looking at Su Yu also softened.

"Senior Brother Yan is really good at teaching his disciples. He must ask for advice when he has time."

The long-browed Taoist sighed and couldn't help but speak out.

In just over a decade, the children have been very outstanding.

With them, Xuantian Sect will definitely be better.

The other peak masters also nodded. The Eight Peaks Competition was actually to rub the spirit of the true disciples, so as not to be arrogant if they hold their own identities and strength.

At present, this competition is very successful.

"Bang!"

Su Yu was finally shot out of the ring and fell on the ground and rolled a few times.

"Junior Brother Su!"

Ling Feng jumped off the ring immediately, squatted in front of him with concern, and took out the pills and took it to him.

Qian Renxi and others also ran over immediately, and the onlookers silently gave up a passage for them.

"Senior brother, you are so awesome."

Qiu Yuebai looked at his senior brother with injuries all over his body, and his eyes were red with heartache, and he looked at him worriedly.

Their senior brother has been injured.

"I'm fine."

A smile appeared in Su Yu's eyes, and he endured the pain and half supported his body, looking at Qian Renxi who was standing indifferently in front of him.

The look was full of expectations, just like a child waiting for praise.

At first, he didn't understand why the junior sister and junior brother cared so much about the junior sister's opinion and always wanted to show their excellent self in front of her.

Until today.

Before the competition, the junior sister was like a wise elder, carefully analyzing his opponents and pointing out the battle strategies to him.

When he stepped onto the ring and saw his junior sister's cold eyes, he suddenly wanted to see certainty in those eyes.

He knew that if he gave up halfway, his eyes would definitely be disappointed and would soon be replaced by indifference.

Qian Renxi noticed Su Yu's eyes and suddenly realized that he was just a twenty-year-old child.

She pursed her lips, tried hard to imitate Su Yu's appearance, and froze and reached out to touch his head.

"good."

Su Yu's eyes suddenly lit up before his praise, and the pain in his body seemed to be amplified at that moment. He felt aggrieved in an instant, making a humming sound.

The disciples watching all looked strange when they saw this scene, and looked at each other with a little confused.

Especially Bai Wuqing, he opened his mouth slightly in surprise.

A 1.8-meter-old man was sitting on the ground and was being touched by an eleven-year-old girl.

The two little babies around him not only didn’t think it was weird, but instead showed envious eyes?

???

Bai Wuqing shook his head with a question mark.

"This cultivator from Xuantian Sect is really different from ordinary people!"

He could only sigh and his eyes looked at Qian Renxi even more strange.

There seemed to be a sense of incongruity on her body.

"Ren Xi, take your senior brother back to recuperate."

When Yan Huang saw everyone's expressions, he coughed lightly and asked.

Su Yu was seriously injured and needed a good rest.

Qian Renxi responded and was about to help Su Yu up, but Bai Qian was snatched away from him.

"Senior sister, I'll do it."

He helped Su Yu up expressionlessly, then quickly passed through the crowd and left the martial arts hall.

Qian Renxi and Qiu Yuebai followed him, saluted to all the peak masters and left the martial arts hall.

Their competition has all ended, and the following competition has no more Zhaitian Peak.

"Senior brother, come, sit in this wooden barrel."

Qiu Yuebai asked Bai Qian to move in a wooden barrel taller than others and put it in the room.

Then she took out a white bottle, poured it into it with spiritual spring water, and signaled Su Yu to sit in and heal her wounds.

When Su Yu saw this wooden barrel, he suddenly remembered the barrel when Qian Renxi just came to Zhaitian Peak. The barrel was pitch black...

He looked at Qian Renxi with a smile in his eyes.

Qian Renxi's face turned dark, and he would never want to remember the embarrassing look at that time, so he turned around and left.

The pace was so fast that it seemed like I was afraid of being caught up with.

Qiu Yuebai and Bai Qian were a little confused and didn't understand what was wrong.

Only Su Yu laughed in a low voice.

He coughed lightly, his face suddenly became serious, and he warned Qiu Yuebai.

"My junior sister, remember not to take out these good things in front of others easily in the future."

He remembers the good things about the junior sister, but he is also afraid that she will be targeted by bad people.

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid!"

Qiu Yuebai raised her head, revealing her cute dimples, and smilingly stirred the spiritual spring water in the wooden barrel.

"Only the people on Zhaitian Peak are my relatives."

What do others have to do with her?

...

Three days later, Qian Renxi was refining spiritual talismans in the room, and shouts came from outside the door.

She stopped the talisman pen, put away the token on the table, pushed open the door and walked out.

This was delivered by Yan Huang in the morning. She won the Bafeng Grand Prize this time and received a token. She could go to Wanwu Pavilion to choose a prize by herself.

"Junior Sister Qian."

Standing outside the door was Ye Nan who fought against her in the competition.

"Senior Brother Ye."

Qian Renxi bowed with his fists and was a little surprised by his arrival.

"Sister Qian, we are here to invite you to do the mission!"

Ye Nan directly expressed his intention and handed a message talisman to Qian Renxi.

"We plan to form a team to go to Qianling Mountain to do tasks and want to invite you to go with you."

"If the junior sister is interested, I will see you at the gate of the sect tomorrow at the same time."

Ye Nan knew his purpose, but he didn't say much, and turned around and left.

Qian Renxi looked at the messenger talisman in his hand and received it into the storage bracelet.

After thinking about it, she took out the spiritual crane and slowly drove towards the direction of the Wanwu Pavilion.

...

"Uncle Master."

Yan Huang looked at the mid-stage Mahayana monk sitting in front of him sitting under a big tree and bent down respectfully.

"Yan Huang is here?"

The man opened his eyes, his eyes full of vicissitudes.

Since he advanced to the middle stage of Mahayana, he has been staying in this hidden peak full of maple trees, meditating and practicing every day. Even his nephew who used to be with him felt much stranger.

"sit."

He waved his hand and a stone platform and two seats appeared under the tree.

On the stone platform is a black ink board with a pattern of flying dragons flying over the clouds.

"After me?"

He stood up, moved his somewhat stiff body for a moment, poured out two cups of spiritual tea and put it on the stone platform.

"I can't find it."

Yan Huang nodded obediently, without any domineeringness in front of outsiders.

He held a white piece in his hand and took the lead on the chessboard.

The two of them were playing chess while talking about the Xuantian Sect.

"Tell me, why are you here to find me this time?"

Uncle Master looked at Yan Huang and saw his little thoughts early in the morning.
Chapter completed!