Xuan Huan: My exercises will be self-cultivated

Su Baiyi was confused by him, his face full of confusion.

"Why... Well, the name sounds like a secret realm, why, is there anything particularly good in it?"

In Su Baiyi's view, secret realms are nothing more than natural treasures, even if there are high-quality good things, he doesn't bother to grab them.

With the system in hand, he didn't want to take such a big risk to be an enemy of others, so what can he do with it, except for a few useful ones, isn't the rest still used to exchange for points?

The exchangeable point is really too cheating, the lowest mysterious level of kung fu in my hand is not worth it at all, and to be honest, I might as well give it to others.

After muttering a few words softly, Yuan Qing could see all of Su Baiyi's small movements, and his anger rose instantly.

Seeing that something was wrong, Gusu Wanrou hurriedly stood up to smooth things over and said:
"Sovereign, we know, we must prepare well, so as not to embarrass Qingyang Sect!"

With a cold snort, Yuan Qing also left, and Yuan Tianlong was still sitting on the ground watching cheerfully, eyes full of doting.

Suddenly, seeing the suspicious eyes of Su Baiyi and Gusu Wanrou, he suddenly reacted, stood up hastily, and patted the dust on the clothes.

"My old man is gone too, Wanrou, I don't need to practice today on vacation, you can arrange it yourself, I also went to other peaks to find other old people to play chess."

"..."

When the dust settled, Su Baiyi heaved a sigh of relief, and sat down with his hands supported, his face full of sadness.

He felt sorry for the good luck skills. During the days when he got along with these skills, although they were weird, Su Baiyi could clearly feel their dependence on him.

They are alive, like a group of ignorant children, innocent and innocent.

However, in order to keep him, Good Fortune sacrificed himself.

Feeling Su Baiyi's sadness, Gusu Wanrou came to his side without saying a word, and hugged him from behind.

Su Baiyi's entire body was tense as he was suddenly plunged into warmth behind him, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

He could feel Gusu's gentle outline, the unique gentleness of a woman, which aroused all the tenderness of this tough man.

"What should I do? Is this a confession? Will it be a little faster?? What should I do now???"

There was a panic in his heart, and Su Baiyi's mind was full of thoughts, tangled together like clumps of hemp, cutting constantly, and the reasoning was still chaotic.

do not care!
Pulling Gusu Wanrou over with his backhand, holding his shoulder with his left hand, and wrapping his right hand behind his knee, Su Baiyi directly forced Gusu Wanrou to sit on his lap!
The four eyes met, and everything around them faded.

It took a long time before Su Baiyi blushed and hurriedly looked into the distance, breathing unnaturally.

"Sit down, sit comfortably."

If there is another person here, hearing Su Baiyi's words, he would spit out on the spot, what is this all about!

Gusu Wanrou did not resist, but gently leaned her blushing face into Su Baiyi's arms, and responded with a voice as weak as a mosquito.

She really didn't go to the Stone Palace to practice all day. In this regard, Gusu Wanrou still listened to her master's words very much.

But it is the elders of other peaks who suffered, and the originally peaceful life was disturbed by Yuan Tianlong's arrival.

Asked about his disciples by other people who couldn't laugh or cry, Yuan Tianlong just sighed with emotion, "The girl is not allowed to stay in the college" and gave up hastily. That kind of expression is very similar to the empty-nest old man who stays at home and dies alone.

The next day, the conferment ceremony.

No one is willing to do this kind of thing that looks at other people's beauty and makes oneself stand down and listen to them bragging about themselves arrogantly or in a low-key manner, and they all bite the bullet.

However, occasionally there are disciples who suffer from the strict discipline of their master and take the opportunity to come here for leisure, but they are a minority after all.

Su Baiyi and Gusu Wanrou came here together, no one knew how they could come here together as one of them lives in Tianqing Peak and the other lives in an unknown small courtyard.

The working ability of the disciples of the Qingyang Sect's handyman is still remarkable. The arena that was blown away by Su Baiyi a few days ago has been restored as before, and there is no trace of it.

On the stage together, Li Hanfeng also came shaking his broken fan, which inevitably caused a burst of high-pitched screams.

"Yo, Senior Brother Li, I haven't seen you for a few days. Is this illness cured?"

Su Baiyi didn't say clearly that it wasn't very good to lose face back then, after all he looked like crazy back then, those who didn't know really thought he was crazy.

Unhappy glance at Su Baiyi, Li Hanfeng clasped his fists and said perfunctorily:
"Thanks to Brother Su, after taking two doses of peace-of-mind medicine after returning home, there is no serious problem, and even a blessing in disguise has brought me to a higher level of cultivation."

"Ah, that's really congratulations to Brother Li, it's really auspicious people have their own looks."

"Don't dare, brother Su is the one who is destined to survive. My mental strength has suffered such a severe trauma and I can still stand here intact. If it were me, I would have died on the spot."

Su Baiyi was already immune to the harsh words against him, and could not cause any harm to him at all.

"It seems that Brother Li's imagination has improved a lot now, otherwise, seeing me here, I'm afraid he won't be able to accept it again?"

"..."

Although the two of them were poor-mouthed, they didn't have any malicious intentions, and Su Baiyi had the right to tease each other. He thought that Li Hanfeng was a pretty good person, and he could have a deep friendship.

Just as he was talking, Yuan Qing came over in a purple Taoist robe, with a high hair crown and his hands behind his back.

"Su Baiyi, step forward and accept the seal!"

Shivering, Su Baiyi was quite reluctant to respond to this so-called "invitation ceremony", which was the same as the royal honor.

Uncomfortable, he walked over obediently, half kneeling on the ground.

"Su Baiyi, the final winner of this year's sect competition, is specially appointed as the chief disciple of my Qingyang Sect, and the treatment is equivalent to that of an elder, leading all disciples!"

"The disciple is sealed!"

Saying that, Yuan Qing put a ring on his right ring finger, which made Su Baiyi's goosebumps almost rise.

After all, he is from Lan Xing. Wearing a ring on his right ring finger means marriage, and he is also a bride!

"There are a lot of treasures in this storage bag, as well as two books of exercises. You can choose to study them when you go back."

After talking to him, Su Baiyi walked in the front, holding up the useless ring and the storage bag, surrounded by the crowd like a monkey.

"Hahaha, Senior Brother Su is really shy, look at his expression, it makes me laugh so hard hahaha..."

"Why, he's obviously very handsome, but why does he feel a bit like a monkey?"

"Hey, is this monkey for sale?"

There was a burst of loud laughter, and Su Baiyi's face turned ashen.

He really wanted to slam the broken ring and throw it on the ground, step on it a few more times, and then pointed at the person who asked if it was for sale and yelled loudly:
"Monkeys are not for sale!"