Chapter 891

Before the voice fell, the snore of thunder sounded, and the sword balloon rolled down to the ground.

Since she's going to the secret place to try, Jiang Chan hasn't been idle for months. She seldom goes to the Kendo hall. She is busy preparing things to protect her life after practice.

All kinds of array plates, talisman seal characters, elixir and so on. If it weren't for the restriction of Linggen, Jiang Chan would like to refine elixir by himself. Well, all the Lingshi earned now are spent on elixir.

Before leaving, Mingfeng finally tossed the box of sword balloons.

Jiang Chan smiled: "teacher, you only compressed a box of sword balloons in three months?"

Must have been drinking all day again?

Mingfeng said, "don't give it to me. I'll take it for a spirit stone!"

Jiang Chan hugged the small box and said, "give it to me. It's mine. Master, you can't do this."

Mingfeng scolded: "I really owed you in my last life! Come here to pay your debts in this life, come here!"

He pointed at Jiang Chan's eyebrows. "I sealed two swords in your body, which can stop the full blow of friar Hua Shenqi. Be careful when you go out for trial. It's reasonable that friar Hua Shenqi won't see young people like you. If you really meet him, you can only admit bad luck."

Jiang Chan understood that if she didn't meet the friar in the period of transforming God, she could walk sideways, but if she did, I'm sorry, her little life Mingfeng couldn't help it.

After all, be careful when you go out.

"Go away, go away. I'm upset to see the ground." Mingfeng began to blow people when he explained the matter. Otherwise, why doesn't he like taking apprentices? Apprentices spend money and time. I don't know how many years it will take to wait until they are filial.

At the moment, Mingfeng has selectively forgotten the Lingshi array plate he pulled from Jiang Chan's hand and so on.

On the day of departure, Jiang Chan went to the square in front of the Jianzong hall early. At this time, the leader of the square and many monks above the golden elixir were there. Xiang Yuanzhe was standing in the hands of Ming Wei with a broad sword behind his back.

Jiang Chan understood at a glance. He thought that this time he was leading the team to Yuanzhe and his feelings were acquaintances. That would be better. When she came out of Wuji peak, Jiang Chan urged thousands of faces and turned into a plain female shave, which could not be found in the crowd.

Even if Qianmian is magical, she can see her true face at a glance in the eyes of such a powerful man as Mingwei.

"Here comes Xinyi? This is Yuanzhe, Yuanzhe. You should take good care of your fellow disciples this time."

Ming Wei asked Xiang Yuanzhe to take care of Jiang Chan. Xiang Yuanzhe understood what he meant. "The disciples must lead the team and take care of the younger martial brothers and sisters of the same school."

Look, everyone is here. If you clear your throat, "Today is the day for you to go to Tianmen secret place. Naturally, there are difficulties and obstacles. Our sword cultivation has always been to meet difficulties and go straight up. In the future, you will always go to various secret places to experience. Tianmen secret place is just a small test. Remember, the most precious thing in the world is life. If there is no life behind the fairyland Avenue, it will no longer exist. That's all I say Finally, I wish you all a harvest in this trial. "

Jian Xiu was basically concise and comprehensive. After Mingwei said a few words, he nodded to Yuanzhe: "this is Xiang Yuanzhe. Xiang Yuanzhe will lead the team in the secret territory test this time. The zongmen will wait for you outside the secret territory."

"I've seen elder martial brother Xiang."

Everyone saluted Yuanzhe together. Jiang Chan looked at it roughly. There were 39 disciples of Jianzong this time. Frankly, this number is not much. After all, not everyone ate the hardships of sword cultivation.

She can't help it. The original master's qualification limits that only by taking the road of sword cultivation can she have the greatest attack power. Otherwise, Jiang Chan will find an easy cultivation path.

All the thirty-nine disciples are friars in the foundation period. The sect is reluctant to let the friars in the Qi refining period go in for training. Isn't that the one who delivers vegetables to his opponent?

These disciples are basically elite disciples of the inner sect. Occasionally, a few of them are worshipped by Xiaobi of the outer sect. It can be said that if the test is not successful, it is estimated that the sword sect will be difficult to recover in the next few decades.

Jiang Chan wanted to sigh when she thought that Mingfeng was an apprentice and sent to take part in the test. Mingfeng really thinks highly of her. Of course, she also wants to go.

The secret place is just a treasure hunt and strange game. She can see what's good at a glance.

Under the leadership of Xiang Yuanzhe, everyone entered the flying boat in turn. This time, Mingyu and Mingzhi, another monk in the period of transforming God of zongmen, led the team. When he saw Jiang Chan, he smiled and rubbed Jiang Chan's horsetail.

"This is martial nephew Xinyi, isn't it? It's the first time I've seen you. This is a gift from martial uncle. Take it and have fun."

He handed over a small box. Jiang Chan looked familiar. He opened it and saw that it was a sword balloon. Jiang Chan was holding the box and tears were about to come out: "martial uncle is better to me."

As soon as this was said, Mingyu and Mingzhi understood. They wanted to see what kind of moth came out of Mingfeng.

Mingzhi smiled: "I don't have a little apprentice, martial nephew. Are you interested in practicing under my door?"

Jiang Chan held the small box and shook her head after thinking about it: "I'd better follow my master. He can't find an apprentice like me without me."

When the abduction failed, Mingzhi sighed with regret: "OK, I really envy Mingfeng. Go and concentrate on breathing. The flying boat will arrive in a minute."

Seeing the sword balloon held by Jiang Chan's baby, the disciples gathered together: "younger martial sister Xinyi, you are so poor? You don't even have a sword balloon? Martial uncle Shifu prepared a lot for us when we set out."

Jiang Chan rolled her eyes: "we're still good brothers if we don't say this."

Xiang Yuanzhe smiled: "I have about ten boxes of sword balloons here. Why don't you give them to you? I tell you, we are poor in sword repair. What we can take is these sword balloons. After all, it takes only a little time to do it, and there is no cost."

"So the masters and uncles of zongmen like to give sword balloons as gifts. My storage bag is basically sword balloons."

Another elder martial brother smiled. His name was Lin Chengyue, and he was the first to tease Jiang Chan.

"I envy you. Are you almost armed to the teeth?"

Jiang Chan sighed, but it didn't mean Feng's bad. After all, no matter how unreliable he was, he also gave her a box of sword balloons to maintain his image externally. Although in the eyes of his peers, he might not even have an image.

After a few words of laughter, the atmosphere became serious. They carefully adjusted their breath and tried to maintain the most stable state. Who knows what the situation is in the secret realm of Tianmen?