The eldest brother is in love, there is no cure

Without any warning, all the pills in front of Pei Yan exploded in an instant.

The whole place was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Even Jun Lanyue's expression froze.

[Explode, explode the pill? ]

Pei Yan: Yes, the pill exploded.

Jun Lanyue swallowed.

[Second Brother must have done this on purpose.]

Pei Yan: Yes, I did it on purpose.

[How could Second Brother's alchemy skills cause the pill to explode! ]

Pei Yan: Junior sister trusts me unconditionally, I am happy.

[It's a good thing that Second Brother didn't hurt himself despite the big noise. ]

Pei Yan: Junior sister is caring about me, hehe.

Song Qiguang: Who will seal my brain? I don’t want to listen anymore. I started to understand my senior brother.

Rong Jue: He’s dead, don’t cue him!

After a brief silence, the discussion began to explode.

"The pill exploded? Am I seeing that correctly?"

"You read that right. It did explode. Everything exploded."

"In that case, he does have talent, but it's not enough!"

"Hmm~ He forced himself to form so many pills just to show off, but in the end they didn't fuse well and exploded. From this point of view, his talent is still not that good."

"I think so too. Although He Song didn't make that many pills, he didn't explode his pills, right?"

"..."

This sudden change made He Song in a very good mood.

The people in Dan Pavilion probably don’t know one thing: if you try to show off, you’ll be struck by lightning!

"I lost." He admitted defeat with a smile. After taking a meaningful look at the powder on the ground, he said, "Just now I got scared by the loud noise. Tomorrow is the official competition. Don't deliberately blow up pills to scare me then."

The word "intentionally" sounded particularly meaningful.

To others, He Song was trying to save face for Pei Yan, but only those who listened carefully could hear something else.

[Hypocritical thing! You can show off all you want. I have a feeling that tomorrow, Second Brother will make you lose so badly that you won't even have anything left to wear, not to mention your face.]

Jun Lanyue took a bite of a candied haws, sucked it into her mouth and chewed it hard.

"Yeah." Pei Yan nodded as if nothing had happened, "See you tomorrow."

He Song snorted in his heart, turned around and left.

Tomorrow's competition will not be about the number of pills produced. His level as an alchemist has reached advanced level, and his opponent is also an advanced alchemist, so they will have to compete again then.

The sect competition is not about the number of pills produced. The referee will take all aspects into consideration, and senior alchemists usually compete in refining the most difficult high-level pills.

He knows how to refine all the most difficult high-level elixirs, and has been practicing every day during this period.

This year, he would make Dan Pavilion lose even more miserably than last year.

After He Song left, the crowd began to disperse. After watching the excitement, there was no point in staying.

Jun Lanyue winked at Pei Yan and followed the crowd away.

Pei Yan pursed his lips under the mask, his face slightly red.

The way the junior sister winked at him just now was so adorable.

There were so many people in Yuncheng that Jun Lanyue strolled around for a while and then returned to the sect.

"Big Brother, why do you want a bunch of pig hearts? Are they delicious? Do you have such a big appetite?" Wu Mangmang didn't understand. "Look, these are the new clothes and shoes that Master bought for me. They are the most popular styles at the moment and very expensive. Why don't you want them? Aren't these better than pig hearts?"

Ning Cangcang gritted his teeth, his mouth twitching with anger, "If you keep pushing me, do you believe I will stuff a pig's heart into your mouth?"

He wanted to, but were there any old men's clothes in that store? They were all for young men, without considering his feelings at all.

I am too old to follow the fashion? I have to customize it. It’s really annoying!

"Then I'll shut up."

Wu Mangmang quickly shut his mouth and dared not say another word.

I heard from Master that the eldest brother is a life spell master. If I make him unhappy, he might throw a spell at me...

When we returned to Qingyang Peak, the sect leader had already sent someone to deliver the clothes.

Those sets of clothes were specially made for Qingyang Peak, and their colors and styles were different from other clothes in the sect.

"red?"

Jun Lanyue's eyes lit up when he looked at his clan robes.

[Although it is red, it doesn’t look tacky. I don’t know who designed it, it looks so good!!!]

Not only that, the sect uniforms are also designed to be particularly eye-catching, and the totem of Xuantian Sect is embroidered more exquisitely than other sect uniforms.

"This is my idea." Yue Xuanji was very satisfied with the sect uniform he designed. "Both the color and the style were designed by me. I think the colors of Xuantian Sect are too old-fashioned and tacky. My disciples and grandchildren cannot be so old-fashioned and tacky."

Every color of every person is specially selected by him.

"Disciple likes red." Jun Lanyue looked at it more and more, "And the style is very beautiful. Master understands me!"

Yue Xuanji: I was worried that my design was not good, but fortunately my disciple likes it.

"Go change them and show them to Master."

Yue Xuanji couldn't wait to see Jun Lanyue wearing the red sect uniform, thinking that she must be passionate, flamboyant and full of vitality.

His baby, Yue Xuanji, should be popular and flamboyant, and be the most dazzling one.

"Okay Master!"

Jun Lanyue was so happy holding the clothes, like a child who got new year clothes during the Spring Festival.

"You guys, go change into your clan uniforms and show them to me."

In addition to Jun Lanyue's, he also designed the clan uniforms for the remaining three disciples and two disciples' great-grandchildren.

The clothes not only have the totem of Xuantian Sect, but also the characteristics of Qingyang Peak.

"What a generous move, Master!"

Song Qi Guang saw his own clothes at a glance. They were white and had a special glow to them.

"Master, don't you understand me?" Yue Xuanji rolled his eyes. "You're just like a peacock."

Song Qiguang: “…”

Pei Yan hadn't come back yet, so Yue Xuanji had temporarily put away his clothes, which were a beige suit with silver patterns, which suited his temperament very well.

Rong Jue had a cold look on his face, looking at the only remaining set of clothes on the table with disdain written all over his face.

"You deliberately?"

Black and red, what does it look like?

Yue Xuanji looked here and there mysteriously, and when he saw that his disciples had all gone to change their clothes, he lowered his voice and said, "What do you know? This is all done with good intentions."

The disgust on Rong Jue's face became even stronger.

He always wears black and never any other color.

"You have a pig brain?" Yue Xuanji said angrily, "Your senior sister wears black all day long. What's wrong? Do you want to wear couple outfits with her?"

Hearing this, Rong Jue's face turned even colder, "Shut up!"

"Tell me to shut up?" Yue Xuanji frowned. "Do you want to go to heaven?"

Rong Jue glanced at him, picked up his clothes and went back to his room.

"Don't say that I am not biased towards you." Yue Xuanji took a sip of wine and said unhappily, "I think you, with your pig brain, don't understand my good intentions at all. Think about the color of your junior sister's clothes and yours. Don't think that I can't see anything."

After he finished speaking, Rong Jue disappeared in a flash. The door opened and Jun Lanyue, who had already changed her clothes, walked out of the room.