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Chapter 1121 Yu Zhen smiled

Ai Xiang felt that if she had Shao Fei's cultivation and good looks, she would go straight to a large sect like Tianbei Island alone.

Even if you join Tianbei Island and become an ordinary disciple, just make some plans to climb up!

At least it's better than being embarrassed and looking for a place to stay.

In Ai Xiang's eyes, Shaofei was just unlucky enough to meet Yan Yan, a rich man who was willing to take her and these female disciples in. Otherwise, a dignified monk would be on the verge of begging.

But the scene in front of me really made my lungs hurt from the aroma of moxa.

All because of her second senior sister, Yu Zhen, who also had bad luck!

In a room in the side building of Liuyingshui Pavilion...

The newly arrived female disciples of Meng Huazong gathered around a bed, all talking about admiring the exquisitely embroidered monk's cloak spread on the bed.

One of the younger female disciples stood next to Yu Zhen's bedside, stroking the exquisite fairy embroidery on her cloak, unable to hide the envy in her eyes:

"Senior sister, when we return to Baiwu Palace, will we really be able to have a monk's cloak as beautiful as yours?"

After asking, the little girl's expression immediately changed from envy to anxiety.

Yu Zhen gently stroked the two small buns on the little female cultivator's head:

"Senior Sister Fan from White Mist Palace told me this. She said that every disciple of our White Mist Palace, regardless of age or cultivation level, has a monk's cloak."

After saying that, Yu Zhen then curled up his eyes with a smile: "Senior Sister Fan also said that in the White Mist Palace sect, the disciples who have just entered the sect have to be sixteen years old before they are completely free from grain."

"The sect leader said that young disciples need to grow up and have a good foundation to improve their cultivation in the future. So, you little ones are in good luck!"

"In the future, you don't need to sneak around to find snacks. You can eat openly and practice with a full meal every day. I heard that the food of the young disciples of Baiwu Temple is taken care of by the monks who are responsible for the stove. The food is really good!"

A group of young female disciples immediately cheered, and the whole room was filled with laughter.

Yu Zhen continued to explain to the junior sisters: "Senior Sister Fan said that mine was originally given to another senior sister in the sect when they were passing through the town where monks' cloaks were ordered. It happened that we were new to the sect, so she gave it to me as a pawn. It’s a meeting gift.”

"You will all have them too, but Senior Sister Fan said that so many pieces need to be made now, so it will take a while to get them."

I heard that everyone had it, and the female disciples were already very satisfied. They didn't care about waiting, and their little faces turned red with excitement.

Although they don't have monk's cloaks for the time being, Yan Yan bought them several new monk's clothes as soon as he came back. From style to material, they are much better than their previous clothes.

The accommodation and accommodation are also more refined than before, and they are treated the same as other disciples of Baiwu Palace.

In the eyes of these young female cultivators, Yan Yan is very satisfied that he can treat them equally as the disciples of Baiwu Palace, and naturally they will not care about precedence with his own senior sisters.

"Since it's a gift, why do you have to be the one giving it to me?"

Just as the girls were discussing enthusiastically, a cold question suddenly came in from the side.

All the girls turned their heads and looked over.

Ai Xiang was sitting alone at the square table near the window, looking over here.

Her eyes fell on the monk's cloak on Yu Zhen's bed.

Ai Xiang had just come back, and she hadn't received new clothes yet. She was still wearing the old clothes of Meng Huazong, and she seemed a little out of place with everyone.

Seeing everyone looking over, Ai Xiang raised her chin and glanced proudly at Second Senior Sister Yu Zhen.

Yu Zhen is actually the senior sister now.

Yu Zhen glanced at Ai Xiang without leaving any trace.

A smile suddenly broke out on her face, still looking friendly as usual:

"Oh, this, Senior Sister Fan said that she would choose the oldest Junior Sister as a gift for the time being, so she gave it to me."

After saying that, Yu Zhen glanced at Ai Xiang again without leaving any trace, and said with a smile: "Although I am outnumbered by other junior sisters, if we say that the most honorable one here, I still have to count you, Ai Xiang."

After saying that, Yu Zhen picked up the monk's cloak from the bed, handed it to Ai Xiang, and said with a smile:

"Junior Sister Ai Xiang, it's a pity that you weren't here when Senior Sister Fan presented the cloak to me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have given it to me. I'm willing to give this cloak to you."

Ai Xiang stared at the monk's cloak held in Yu Zhen's hand and bit her lip tightly.

If things had gone by in the past, she would definitely have won such a good treasure.

But now that she has just come back and is in such a passive situation, the situation is a bit embarrassing.

I just gave the elixir to Shao Fei, but Shao Fei sent her away without saying a word, and didn't say whether he would keep her or not.

Shao Fei didn't show up for half a day, so she still didn't know what Shao Fei's attitude was.

Although she had just said in front of all the teachers and sisters that she had realized her mistake and returned to the sect, but Shao Fei didn't say anything positive, so she still felt unsure.

What if Shaofei says he won't take her in again later, even if she gets the monk's cloak, she won't be able to take it away.

But Ai Xiang was very confused.

What if Shaofei keeps her?

Then she missed this good opportunity to get the monk's cloak, which was a pity.

Ai Xiang knew in her heart that she could never return to White Mist Palace with these people. In the future, she would stay as a disciple of Tianbei Island, so naturally she would not be able to obtain the monk's cloak of White Mist Palace.

Then, the only chance she could get a monk's cloak was the one in Yu Zhen's hand.

Moreover, she had just given such a valuable pill to Shao Fei, and she was feeling very distressed.

If she could get this monk's cloak, she would be able to make up for her losses!

Ai Xiang's eyes were glued to the white and exquisite monk's cloak, and finally she couldn't help but stand up and walked to Yu Zhen.

Stretching out her hand, Ai Xiang carefully touched the monk's cloak that Yu Zhen held in front of her.

The fabric is as smooth as clouds and has a wonderful touch that cannot be matched by even the most expensive monk's clothes.

"What a treasure!"

Ai Xiang finally couldn't help but let out a heartfelt admiration, not hiding her greedy desire to get what she wanted.

Looking at Ai Xiang's familiar expression, Yu Zhen's eyes flashed with a sneer.

With a flick of his wrist, Yu Zhen shook off the cloak, which was as light as snow. With a gentle smile on his face, Yu Zhen put the monk's cloak on Ai Xiang's shoulders with his backhand.

"Since Ai Xiang likes it, I will give you this monk's cloak."

Ai Xiang looked up at Yu Zhen in surprise.

She didn't expect that the monk's cloak could be obtained so easily, and she couldn't believe it.

However, Yu Zhen still smiled as gently and enthusiastically as before: "Anyway, when we return to White Mist Palace, every junior sister and I will have one."

"Since you like it, it doesn't matter if I give this to you. I'm not in a hurry to wear it. I'll just wait with my junior sisters!"

After saying that, Yu Zhen raised his hand, patted Ai Xiang on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "You can wear it with peace of mind!"

Ai Xiang looked at Yu Zhen.

Yu Zhen looked at Ai Xiang's eyebrows and smiled very sincerely and sweetly.


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