On this day, people came and went in the sect.
That's what the well-informed outer disciple A Zhao said.
"It's the mysterious prize Baobao Token I mentioned earlier. It's about to be given out to the top ten in the foundation building period!"
"When I heard the name, I thought of Wanbao Pavilion, but the day before yesterday I went to deliver something to the inner disciple, and I actually met the manager of Wanbao Pavilion!"
"The sect leader and the others seem to attach great importance to this matter, and are planning to work with Wanbao Pavilion to invite monks from all over the world to make the award ceremony a prosperous one!"
The outer disciples who gathered together to chat were extremely envious.
"It's great to be in the top ten in the foundation building period..."
"I wonder if there will be such a good thing when we reach the foundation building period?"
"It's also in the top ten, why aren't we disciples in the Qi refining stage?"
A Zhao scratched his head: "That Hundred Treasure Token doesn't seem cheap, and from what they said, it's neither a defensive magic weapon nor an offensive magic weapon... I can't figure out what it is. Maybe it's of no use to Qi Refining Stage disciples?"
"You mean it's so valuable that even the children in the Qi refining stage won't be able to protect it even if they get it?"
"It makes sense."
"I really want to see what it is used for, shall we join in the fun?"
"Simeng, do you want to come with us?" A certain sister turned around.
"Let's go together. I see you're always a little bored. Want to go out to relax? Let's go!"
Zhu Simeng was indeed in a bad mood these days.
Shao Si contacted her less and less frequently. Whether she was refining alchemy or cultivating, she rarely talked to herself. If she encountered any problems, she couldn't ask immediately - others would contact her if they wanted to contact her unilaterally. She tried to find someone, but couldn't find him.
Shao Si said that she had found a good opportunity recently, so she was very busy and asked her to take care of herself.
Zhu Simeng naturally had no choice but to agree, and just made an appointment with him to accompany him when he went to the market to purchase things.
As a result, on the day he went to Fangshi, Shao Si suddenly said that he had something to do and disappeared immediately.
Zhu Simeng was so angry that he stamped his feet but could do nothing.
Without this experienced senior's eye, Zhu Simeng naturally couldn't pick up the leaks, and he didn't dare to go to the auction alone for fear of being stared at.
When Shao Si appeared later, she had returned to the sect and was so depressed that she blamed him a few times.
Shao Si always had a good temper. He apologized to her and said he had a surprise for her.
I don’t know what the surprise is...
Zhu Simeng was immersed in her own world, just passively following her sisters, unlike other outer disciples who wandered around laughing and joking.
"It feels like the guests who come to the sect have very low cultivation levels~"
The little sisters gathered together and chatted.
"How did you get it?"
"Look at the robes, these are the senior brothers and sisters from the Hundred Refining Pagoda, and those ones should be casual cultivators from the Ziyun League..."
"They are all led by Zhenjun and Zhenren..."
"What about these guys? They are indeed wearing uniforms, but they don't look like those from the sect..."
"I don't know about this either."
The little sisters didn't discuss it, so they pulled Zhu Simeng.
"Simeng Simeng, look at those people, do you know their identities?"
"Yeah, it feels familiar, but I can't remember it."
Zhu Simeng looked up and saw a group of people not far away, uniformly wearing purple clothes.
The leading high-ranking monk has a beard, his brows are vaguely familiar, and he carries the majesty of a high-ranking person.
She definitely doesn’t know someone of this age and cultivation level...
The Wuhua Sect's foundation-building disciple who was walking beside the monk stretched out his hand and said, "Master Yan, please come this way with me."
Zhu Simeng was startled and stepped back slightly.
No wonder it looks familiar.
The facial features of this man and Yan Feijie were almost the same, but their temperaments were so different that she didn't realize it.
Since that auction, Yan Feijie has never been to Wuhua Sect again. Later, I contacted him secretly and told him that he spent too much spiritual stone on shooting and was scolded by his father. Recently, he has reduced contact so as not to offend his father's sensitive nerves.
Now she has bumped into Mr. Yan? have no idea……
"Thank you." Master Yan stepped forward, revealing Yan Feijie behind him.
Yan Feijie was looking around, and instantly met Zhu Simeng's eyes. He opened and closed his mouth, and immediately lowered his head.
Zhu Simeng also realized that the situation might not be good and turned to look in other directions.
It was just a matter of a moment.
But knowing his son is more like his father, Master Yan turned around and said, "Who did you see? An acquaintance? In addition to dealing with the stewards in Wuhua Sect, what other acquaintances do you have that can make you react like this?"
"No, it's impossible for you to see the manager like this... Could it be the one who cheated you of six thousand high-grade spiritual stones before?"
True Lord Nascent Soul instantly released his consciousness.
The foundation-building disciples who led them were shocked: "Huh? Huh? True Lord, this cannot be done in our sect..."
Master Yan withdrew his consciousness, and while leading the disciple to exhale, he asked his son: "Is that the one in white clothes over there who is in the Qi Refining Period?"
Everyone here turned to look over.
Today in Wuhua Sect, there are quite a few disciples who have no intention of practicing and come out to join in the fun. The group of female disciples were obviously of this type. They were all in the Qi refining stage. They were all wearing the uniforms of Wuhua Sect's outer disciples and looking around.
Only the one in the middle wore a different color from the others, wearing an exquisite white dress.
Although she has a fresh and pleasant appearance, and she does look good in white, but being so unique... is too conspicuous.
Yan Feijie quickly denied: "No, it's not her."
Lord Yan sneered: "It is indeed her."
He waved his sleeves, and Zhu Simeng in the distance immediately jumped into the air, his clothes fluttering over him.
But it doesn't mean anything magical.
But her face was full of panic, her mouth opened wide and she almost screamed.
The leading disciples were all frightened.
Didn’t we agree that Ziwei Tower and Wuhua Sect would cooperate? Why is this poster so reckless that he comes to cause trouble when the sect invites him?
He winked desperately at the disciple next to him, and forced out a few words through his trembling teeth: "Quick, quick, quick! Find the elder in charge..."
The entrusted disciple rushed out with pale face, forgetting to control the sword.
Zhu Simeng fell to the ground and closed his eyes in despair.
"Wait a minute." A low and magnetic voice said, "The original poster was invited here not to break up with the Wuhua Sect."
Lord Yan: "Humph!"
He probably listened and just dragged the person over, but didn't actually take action.
Zhu Simeng slowly opened his eyes and saw another person beside Master Yan.
The same purple robe gave him a very noble aura when he was wearing it. He was obviously gentle and elegant in appearance, and his cultivation level didn't seem to be that high, but his aura was not inferior to that of Lord Yan at all, and he easily attracted attention.
Master Yan looked at her coldly: "Okay, for Shao Keqing's sake, I'll give you a chance to explain."
Yan Feijie came over and said anxiously: "Dad, why don't you believe it? It's really not her."
Master Yan: "Then tell me, who did you spend your six thousand high-grade spiritual stones on? Pull that person out, and I won't cause trouble for this little girl."
Yan Feijie:......
Zhu Simeng clutched her sleeve tightly, lowered her head and bit her lip, thinking about how she wanted to explain.
This guy didn't say anything when he bought her something, and even after spending spiritual stones, his parents would come to his door.
If I had known it earlier...I had known it earlier...
She heard someone sighing deeply in her heart.
Shao Si: [You said before that you were broadening my network of contacts... Forget it, let's see how you explain it. 】
Shao Si: [I will repay this life-saving grace. 】
Zhu Simeng felt empty in her heart, as if something had left her.
Shao Si... gave up on her?
"Looking at this, how does it look like he will tell the truth honestly?" Another person passed by.
Not just passing by, but interjecting and interfering.
Before Zhu Simeng could see who it was, a small green bottle was suddenly thrown into his arms. It was the kind that monks used to store elixirs, and she had many of them in her own storage bag.
The next moment, she lost consciousness.
