Zhao Xuan was stunned for a moment, then cried with joy!

Seven sounds!

She actually rang the ancient trial bell seven times!

The visionary unicorn grass seemed to break free from the ancient bell wall and enter Zhao Xuan's body, but failed in the end.

When Zhao Xuan saw this, he looked regretful.

The same is true for everyone, because although Nangong Yuran also rang the seven ancient bells, the vision that appeared on the ancient bell directly escaped from the trap and entered Nangong Yuran's body.

Some people are born with visions, while others acquire them through practice.

But after all, people who are born with visions are rare. If the Ancient Trial Bell grants visions, they can greatly improve their strength!

Even in terms of future practice, he is much faster than others.

In the sect's main hall.

The seven-tone ancient bell of trial rang.

The ancestor of Tiansheng laughed and said proudly: "I didn't expect that our Tiansheng Sect would have another genius at the level of a saint son and a saint. Elder Sun, I will let you teach this disciple. After all, we already have a saint."

The ancestor of Tiansheng also meant to show the strength of his disciples in front of Xiao Feng. Otherwise, he would not start the trial competition now!

Cao Wudi looked embarrassed, stood up, clasped his fists, and told everything that had happened recently.

The ancestor of Tiansheng was furious in his heart, glanced at Xiao Fengping, suppressed the anger in his heart, and then said to Cao Wudi: "In that case, then this disciple has taken the place of the saint's son and saint! Cao Wudi, a Nangong language

However, if you dare to rebel against the sect, you will be killed directly. Why should you worry about the senior masters who are behind it? Do you believe the nonsense?"

"You are not very competent as a sect leader. You are primarily responsible for the death of the Holy Son!"

Cao Wudi's face turned red, and he gritted his teeth and said solemnly: "Don't worry, ancestor, Wudi will deal with it seriously later!"

Xiao Fengping looked calm on the surface, but his heart was in turmoil.

"Nangong Yuran, you troublemaker, the senior you are talking about is me, right? You are really going to dig holes for me!"

"Fortunately, when the great elder Cao Li went to Yaoxiao Town, he must have failed. Unexpectedly, I am in your Tiansheng Sect now."

Patriarch Tiansheng turned to look at Xiao Fengping: "I made Fellow Daoist Xiao laugh."

Xiao Fengping coughed lightly: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"

Cao Wudi's eyes flickered, but he was wondering in his heart whether Cao Li had found the so-called master Nangong Yuran said.

At this moment, he was already murderous.

It would be fine if Cao Li killed that man directly.

If this were not the case, Cao Wudi planned to take action directly. Now because of the incident involving the Holy Son and the Holy Girl of the Tiansheng Sect, the ancestor was already dissatisfied with him.

So Cao Wudi must make amends.

Seemingly realizing that his ancestor was also wary of this senior Xiao, Cao Wudi opened his mouth to test him.

"Senior Xiao, I wonder which sect you belong to? In the future, we from the Tiansheng Sect can pay you a visit."

Xiao Fengping chuckled lightly: "Does it matter which sect I am? After all, I am just a mortal. I do farm work in my free time and occasionally go to the mountains to collect herbs. This is my leisurely life."

An imperceptible sneer appeared on the corner of Tiansheng Ancestor's mouth.

Up until this point, this person was still secretive, so he was definitely not someone with a profound background.

It seems it's time to move on to the next step.

Dinghai Ruyichu must not be allowed to wander out!

An elder deacon has already gone to Tianqi Peak and brought the inner disciple Zhao Xuan who rang the seven times of the ancient trial bell into the sect hall.

I have never entered the sect hall before, and I have never seen so many elders gathered together.

Zhao Xuan was extremely uneasy, but she also understood that there must be some arrangements for bringing herself here after ringing the seven ancient bells.

She most wants to become the disciple of Elder Huashen.

"Inner disciple Zhao Xuan, pays homage to the ancestor, the sect leader, and all the elders!"

Zhao Xuan obediently knelt down and worshiped.

Zhao Xuan's well-behaved and polite manners made Ancestor and Cao Wudi extremely satisfied, and they couldn't help but nod slightly.

Especially Cao Wudi compared Zhao Xuan and Nangong Yuran.

Nangong Yuran's unruly attitude was even more annoying.

Cao Wudi raised his hand slightly, and a breeze directly lifted Zhao Xuan up.

Cao Wudi smiled and said: "Your name is Zhao Xuan? What a good name. She is also born with beauty. I didn't expect that our Tiansheng Sect could produce another genius. I'm really congratulated!"

Zhao Xuan said softly: "It's all thanks to the master's teachings!"

"Hahaha, okay, okay!"

Cao Wudi laughed, and then announced, "From today on, you, Zhao Xuan, are the saint of our Tiansheng Sect! From now on, you will move to Saintess Peak!"

Zhao Xuan was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed and quickly kowtowed in thanks.

Even though Nangong Yuran is now suspected of killing the saint son Cao Sheng, after all, there is no order to cancel his position as a saint.

The ancestor of Tiansheng laughed and said to Xiao Fengping beside him: "Fellow Daoist Xiao, take a look, how are the saints of our Tiansheng Sect? They all have peerless looks and outstanding talents. These two can be shared, but in this world

It’s rare!”

Xiao Feng glanced at His Highness Zhao Xuan.

He chuckled lightly, shook his head and said: "The saintly daughter of the Tiansheng Sect is naturally a peerless genius, but if you ask me, she is not as good as Nangong Yuran."

The expressions of the Tiansheng Ancestor and other monks all changed slightly at this moment.

This person is too disrespectful to the Tiansheng Sect.

Xiao Fengping really felt that this woman named Zhao Xuan was not even one ten thousandth of Nangong Yuran's.

Although Xiao Fengping doesn't like Nangong Yuran who always digs holes for himself, but in terms of appearance, Nangong Yuran is indeed worthy of the praise of "immortal appearance and lost appearance".

Xiao Fengping especially remembered Nangong Yuran's appearance, wearing a bronze mask and holy white clothes, riding a dragon and horse chariot, galloping through the void.

Patriarch Tiansheng laughed dryly and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, you are so quick-tongued and candid!"

The swallowing rat in the backpack looked eagerly at the table full of spiritual fruit and wine, and his saliva was about to flow down three thousand feet. Finally, he couldn't help but poke his head out of the backpack.

When Xiao Fengping saw this scene, he slapped the Sky-Swallowing Rat down without any trace.

At this time, it’s better not to come out and cause trouble.

Then Xiao Fengping laughed, picked up the plate containing spiritual fruits on the table in front of him, poured all the spiritual fruits in the plate into the basket on his back.

"I am a mortal in the countryside. I am accustomed to being rough. I have never tasted such fragrant fruit, so I took a few more and went back to eat. I hope fellow Taoists will not be offended."

The Heavenly Saint Ancestor suddenly seemed to be petrified.

I couldn't help but start to wonder again, was this young man pretending to be stupid?

The Sky-Swallowing Rat looked at the spiritual fruit falling from the sky and was very excited.

He hugged one and stuffed it directly into his stomach.

"It's better that our Immortal Emperor boss is nice to us. He knows that little fat boy, I'm hungry for spiritual fruit."

"Don't worry, Immortal Emperor, I will eat well and poop for you more!"

Tianqifeng.

Disciples one after another rang the bell on the ancient trial bell.

But there are only three sounds at most.
Chapter completed!