The Eldest Martial Sister Gave Up Treatment

Mission 1 is not very risky.

After careful consideration, Bai Lian chose the second.

The task is getting old, and before she surpasses her current master, let's do something that will make her comfortable.

She replied, "I see."

Can!

An Lan was very satisfied with Bai Lian's answer.

Bai Lian is her eldest disciple, Bai Lian's words and deeds represent her will (not too), Bai Lian let the celebrations climax, which means she let the celebrations climax.

This is reasonable.

A group of idiots, let's give you a good look at the true strength of the Immortal Heavenly Venerate, I don't even need to use my real body to make you kneel!

An Lan quickly slipped back into her hole. In order to prevent anyone from looking for her, she handed over her letter to Bai Lian directly.

Bai Lian pinched the red rope on the jade slip and squinted slightly under the warm winter sun.

This jade slip has the taste of Master!

after all……

The master kept it against his chest all the time.

Bai Lian is not a pervert.

Therefore, she didn't make the strange move of holding the jade slip in her mouth, rerorero.

let's go.

Anyway, there is not much to do recently, communicate with other people more, and it is easier to brush attribute points.

...

November.

The north wind blows the ground, and the paraquat folds.

In this world of gray and white as the main color, Duxianmen was so lively as if it was a New Year's Eve.

Jue Yunzi didn't plan to make the celebration too heavy at first, but somehow the news spread.

First, the Biluo Sect sent congratulatory gifts, and then Tianjimen and other sects that had made friends with Duxianmen also came to congratulate them.

In the end, even the holy mountain of Yaochi and Qianjian City, which are thousands of miles away, sent people to send messages.

These two are the second of the four famous sects!

Jue Yunzi had to pay attention to it, and the scale of the celebration became larger and larger. Although it was not as good as Chang Di Ji's breaking ceremony, it was not far behind.

"When Yaochi Holy Mountain wanted to exchange the Holy Maiden for Senior Sister Bai, the head refused without even thinking about it!"

"Fortunately it didn't change."

"How is it possible to change, the head is very shrewd, let alone two saintess, not even a hundred saintess!"

"If there are really a hundred saintesses..."

"No, fifty is a lot."

"Twenty-five seems like..."

"Senior Sister Bai is here!"

On Zhu Yanfeng's mountain path, the disciples who were whispering immediately shut up and straightened their backs, writing all over their bodies.

Can this be rolled too?

Shouldn't more be better?

Bai Lian walked over with a strange look.

She once thought that she had come to Qingyu Peak, the rumor center "led" by Tong Yao!

Kind of weird.

Although Yan Yue is not very reliable, she has put a lot of effort into rectifying the style of her disciples.

She had not seen Yan Yue educate those lazy disciples before.

After a while, Bai Lian came to the woods.

She saw the ancestor of the blood tree standing in the depths of the forest from a distance.

Compared with before, the blood-red trunk of the ancestor has more than doubled, and the canopy looks more green.

it is good.

energetic!

It's just that this spirit was all disturbed by the noisy piano sounds floating in the forest.

When Bai Lian stepped into the woods, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.

"Master Yan?"

She called out softly.

After passing through the shadows of the trees, what appeared in front of her was a melancholy Yan Yue, and the lyre lying on the stone table had been cracked in half.

"It's Bai Lian."

A smile appeared on Yan Yue's face.

Her smile is just her protective color.

And it seems that the protective color is a little too thin, and it can't cover the worry between her eyebrows and eyes at all.

At this time, as long as she is not blind, she can see that there is something wrong with her.

Bai Lian recalled the scene when she met Yan Yue a few days ago. It seemed that Yan Yue had been like this since she returned from "Bai Di City".

It's been over two months.

Bai Lian bowed and saluted: "Master Yan, I am here to visit the ancestors on behalf of my master."

"That's it." Yan Yue nodded, "If you have anything to say, just talk to it."

"Thank you, Uncle Yan."

Bai Lian walked to the ancestor of the blood tree.

The usually carefree old ancestor once again showed his careful side.

It saw through Bai Lian's thoughts at a glance.

What Bai Lian cares about is exactly what it worries about.

Although Yan Yue repeatedly warned it not to say it, it had to say it at this point.

How could it helplessly watch that Yan Yue was always in trouble?

The ancestor of the blood tree also tried to relieve Yan Yue's boredom, but it was of no use, and now it can only pin its hopes on Bai Lian and her master An Lan.

Bai Lian has always solved the troubles for others like this. She should have a solution, right?

"Yan Yue she... ah, she has been having nightmares recently." The ancestor of the blood tree suddenly said.

"Nightmare?"

Bai Lian was stunned.

After immortal cultivators can see the sea of ​​knowledge within, they will almost never dream again.

It will be haunted by nightmares, or the soul will be wounded and unable to control itself, or it will be haunted by something strange.

Bai Lian automatically ruled out the second situation.

If there is such a thing, it is impossible for the ancestor not to report it to the head.

That is……

"Don't talk too much!"

Yan Yue suddenly shouted, she stood up, evil