Chapter 46 Detachment

Author: Yueting A Cup of Wine

Chapter 46 Detachment

A steady stream of disciples were sent in, until the room was almost filled, and then gradually decreased, and the last one who came in was Jiao Xing.

Jiao Xing rarely changed into a gorgeous dark green robe with dark patterns of black flying swallows. The aura in the clothes almost atomized his face and body. If it weren't for the huge looming bags under his eyes, Luo Xuanyi would hardly be able to recognize him.

It's him.

"Everyone, I've been waiting for a long time. Those present are all our inner sect disciples, the most loyal disciples of the sect, so there is no need to hide it." Jiao Xing coughed, took a breath amidst everyone's hesitant discussions, and said, "This time

We are going to Jingyunpo to explore the newly discovered ruins of the Ancient Soul Palace. Don’t worry, there have been advance disciples to investigate before. Although the ruins are restricted, they can still be breached."

Hearing that there was an advance team, most of the disciples secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It is mandatory to participate in this kind of sect mission. If it is too difficult, it is better to escape and take a gamble. No one has a sense of belonging to the sect anyway. Is there any advance information?

The difference is huge. If you adjust the characteristics of the ruins, you can improve your survival. There is no need to run away at the risk of being cursed by Elder Yan.

Jiao Xing looked around, ignoring the deacons who still looked gloomy and hypocritical, and continued: "The ruins are a cave left by an alchemy master from the Wanhun Sect. There is nothing particularly offensive, but you must prepare the elixirs to deal with them.

These elixirs will be coordinated by the disciples of Danxin Pavilion. All expenses for this exploration will still be paid according to the usual practice, either in the form of spiritual stones, or in the form of secret treasures, spiritual herbs discovered in the ruins, etc. However, the written classics will all belong to the sect.

, Anyone who dares to hide it secretly will die."

Luo Xuanyi had a slight feeling that something was wrong, but after all, she had no experience in going out. She couldn't tell for a while, but she was secretly surprised. Judging from the level of emphasis, the information was too weak. But seeing that no one in the room had any objections, she remained silent.

, just keep yourself alert.

After a burst of noise, a red-clothed disciple who was surrounded by others stood up and shouted loudly: "Since we are exploring the ruins, the deacon summoned us too hastily, not to mention that it is a mandatory task of the sect.

It would be too self-righteous to ask me to pay for everything at my own expense."

This disciple in red is the direct descendant of the three one-character elders, including the third elder. There is no treasure in his body, which shows the depth of grace he has received. After he started to speak, the disciples around him also rushed to shout.

Jiao Xing looked at him indifferently, put his hands in his sleeves, and said a few words lightly: "This is the order of the three elders."

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately shrank back. Except for a few people who stood around the disciple in red and deliberately blocked his retreat, several deacons finally came out of the crowd and stood behind Jiao Xing.

After confirming that no one had any objections on the surface, Jiao Xing didn't want to care about what they thought in their hearts. Anyway, he wanted to stay in Feiyan Pavilion, and it was none of his business to riot in the middle.

"Since there are no other objections, everyone will be divided into twelve teams for every hundred people. Every three deacons will lead one team. Each team will be equipped with a Danxin Pavilion disciple and a bottle of alchemy furnace. After the distribution is complete, go to the square to prepare

lets go."

After speeding up the reading almost like reciting an official document, Jiao Xing immediately moved away from the room. Since he was not following the team, what clothes would he change into? Luo Xuanyi couldn't help but become a little curious, but she was quickly squeezed in.

The crowd obscured the view.

The only two people in Danxin Pavilion who can truly be called disciples are Su Yang and Luo Xuanyi, the others are just additions, purely because there are no other people who are good at alchemy who were recruited to fill the ranks.

Refining alchemy is a boring and slow-moving matter. It also requires a lot of text and even historical skills to understand the elixirs and ancient elixirs. Therefore, even if they do not need to personally refine elixirs, the disciples of Danxin Pavilion are still in demand as a knowledge base.

Because even the inner disciples dare not say that their knowledge reserve is greater than that of the alchemist.

None of these inner sect disciples have experienced anything from humble beginnings to their current position. They all know that in addition to strength, knowledge is sometimes more important than magic weapons when exploring relics. If it were not necessary all the time,

Improving their own cultivation level to avoid being killed by someone is a stepping stone. None of them can't delve into ancient books.

Only Ruo Yufeng Danxin Pavilion does not need to be careful about this. Even outer disciples like Chen Rong have enough time to read books, not to mention Su Yang and Luo Xuanyi. These two people are like

A fat piece of meat among the wolves would have been carved up and devoured long ago if it weren't for the fear of poison.

Just when Luo Xuanyi and the two were at a loss, Sikong Qian and another female deacon broke through the crowd and squeezed in front of the two of them. To be precise, Sikong Qian used his arm strength to throw everyone in front of him and fight his way out.

The woman passed through the crowd smoothly and silently like a plane shadow and came to Luo Xuanyi.

Half of her black hair was cut short to the tips of her ears, and half of it was as long as a waterfall hanging on her back. There was no jewelry on her body, but she was extremely gorgeous and dazzling - her face was like a peach blossom blooming in spring, and her smiling lips naturally curved out.

The curvature of the moon. Under the black cloak embroidered with red branches, the cinnabar-like long skirt covered Luo Xuanyi's field of vision with bright red. What is surprising is that before she took the initiative to look at Luo Xuanyi, such a gorgeous beauty actually

Didn't attract anyone's attention.

Over there, Sikong Qian had already turned Su Yang into his team. The woman in front of him raised her hand very gracefully and brushed Luo Xuanyi's shoulder. She bent slightly and looked into Luo Xuanyi's eyes. The foggy amber lake seemed to be telling her endless love.

"Hello, little junior sister. I am the deacon of Guizang Temple, Feng Wutong. Just come to my team. My sister will protect you well."

There was no specifically seductive voice, but Luo Xuanyi could hardly control herself from nodding in agreement immediately. What kind of tricks did Feng Wutong definitely use, but Luo Xuanyi couldn't tell, and conversely, there was no need to judge. Feng Wutong was definitely powerful enough, even far surpassing Sikong Qian.

, Luo Xuanyi pretended not to notice and nodded with trust and love in her eyes.

Feng Wutong picked up Luo Xuanyi with satisfaction, and it was like a burst of blue smoke swept out of the crowd. Luo Xuanyi only felt that after she looked away, even if he was held in her arms, he could hardly notice her, and even his face was blurred, which was unavoidable and creepy.

. She didn’t ask any questions, and sat obediently on Feng Wutong’s arms, waiting for Feng Wutong to assign her team.

Feng Wutong seemed to like hugging Luo Xuanyi, holding her directly to search for his team. The strong is the natural flag. Feng Wutong just smiled slightly, and Luo Xuanyi only felt that a wonderful wave of spiritual energy would lift the aura surrounding Feng Wutong.

, Feng Wutong immediately appeared clearly in her memory. She quickly closed her eyes and felt the aftermath of the spiritual power to record silently.

As soon as Feng Wutong unlocked the secret technique that concealed his aura, the inner disciples immediately came in like a tide. The first to enter the team were the disciples from the Guizang Temple, then the Feiyan Pavilion, and then the other disciples. The disciple in red was also the same as his.

A group of younger brothers joined Feng Wutong's team. The team gathered together immediately. The other deacons were no exception. The twelve teams huddled together and were uniformly teleported in front of Feiyan Pavilion by Jiao Xing.

Luo Xuanyi looked at the countless people in front of her and took a breath.

I will update later tonight~
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