Dragon Prince Yuan

When the day of purple belt selection arrived as promised, the whole Xuanzheng sect seemed to boil at this moment, and the boiling even triggered the heavens and earth, was a few points of agitation.

Although the disciples who participated in the Purple Belt Selection were only a very few compared to the whole of the Cangxuan Sect, this did not prevent the Purple Belt Selection from becoming an annual event of the Cangxuan Sect.

The degree of disciple attention it received was almost second only to that of the peak chiefs at the end of the year.

After all, everyone knows that while they may not be eligible for the purple belt selection right now, there will eventually be a day, and that's the way they want to get promoted.

Purple Belt Disciple, that is the true beam elite of the Cangxuan Sect.

It is also the goal of every Cangxuan disciple who strives for it.

After becoming a purple belt disciple, both status and treatment will be far more enviable than other disciples.

So it's not surprising that purple belt selection can get so much attention.

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Ziyuan Cave Mansion.

Zhou Yuan looking at the young man walking out of the small building, his eyes couldn't help but shine. Today's young man is wearing light blue pants, the small blue clothes outline the curve of his upper body, the small waist is bright and grasping, the trousers appear extra long and thin, the original dripping blue silk, at this time, held up, bound by jade beams, revealing a snow-white and elegant neck, white and a little glowing.

Such a costume, however, brings a certain amount of youthfulness to the present day, which is somewhat different from the cold and faint of the past.

She swallowed and slowly walked. Her eyes lightly swept Zhou Yuan's eyes.

“Beautiful." Zhou Yuan did not mean a word of praise.

However, he was indifferent to such praise, and his red lips opened slightly. “How's the peach brewing study going? ”

Zhou Yuan said, his face was stiff and embarrassed: “Still studying... this peach brew is not easy, I have studied it, the ingredients needed are not simple. ”

“Hundred years of dragon blood peaches, Qing Ling rice, Xuanhai spring water...”

Speaking of which, Zhou Yuan is an irresistible tongue, these ingredients are extremely rare, he also searched in the Linlang Palace of Zongney, and found none. Obviously, the Jane Doe Immortal Brewery, which had fallen out of the Spiritual Palace, is not mortal either.

This specification is even needed to refine some exceptional levels of dandruff.

Of course, the usual wine brewing, with a premature look, probably won't make her feel any better.

However, in the face of Zhou Yuan's grievance, the innocent face is calm. It's just that Yu's hand gently caresses and swallows soft hair. The voice is sober: “So what? ”

The pale words made Zhou Yuan realize the dangerous smell. When he hurried to smile, he said: "So I will try harder to find the ingredients for these wines and try to make this' peach brew 'for my young sister early! ”

Swallow in his arms and cast a despicable look at Zhou Yuan. This guy is really boneless!

But the attitude towards Zhou Yuan was quite satisfying. "Today is the purple belt selection, are you ready? ”

Zhou Yuan nodded with a smile and some confidence appeared in his smile.

“Rest assured, I also want to see, the sword peak people, spent so much thought, what can be done today? ”

They worked hard to create momentum for him to climb to the top of the wave, but it wasn't really kind, so today, their means, will also be revealed.

Whatever they do, he goes on for the weekend.

Slightly.

The two men went straight out of the cave, and finally stepped on the gas cloud and came directly to a mountain of St. Yuan Peak, where almost the entire disciples of the three pulses of St. Yuan Peak converged.

Purple belt selection is such a big event, even Qingyang conductor and several peak owners will participate, so the elders of each peak will also carry the disciples under the door as many as possible, it can be said that the specifications are extremely high.

So when Zhou Yuan arrived here, the elders Shen Taiyuan, Lu Hong and Lu Song were all here with their three-vein disciples.

And the appearance of the Zhou Yuan and the premature undoubtedly caused some unrest. After all, the two people today are, in a sense, the most famous of the Holy Source Peaks.

The disciples under Shen Taiyuan Gate have a keen eye. Zhou Tai, Shen Wanjin and other disciples who have made friends with Zhou Yuan are all flowing, such as the stars to celebrate the moon.

“Ha ha, Brother Zhou Yuan, I put a heavy bet on you this time, it's 5,000 yuan yuan yuan, you have to work hard, or I will have to practice next month hungry.” Zhou Tai Lang smiled softly.

“I also pressed 2,000 yuan Yuan Yu, counting on you to make all the family wealth. Brother Yuan, can you make the family rich this time?” Shen Wanjin smiled, his fat face full of oil.

Some of the other disciples also laughed and spoke out, saying that they were betting heavily.

Zhou Yuan smiled and responded with a step-by-step break of fame over the past three months. The disciple under Shen Taiyuan Gate also gradually began to accept him and show many kindnesses.

Obviously, the talent and performance displayed by the Zhou Yuan also conquered them, and now they no longer feel unbalanced about the importance that the Zhou Yuan can enjoy.

Except, of course, for the few disciples whose head is only Zhang Yima.

They have a lively side, the other two pulse disciples, and the eyes look a little more complicated this way.

Lu Yan also measured the distant and clustered by many disciples in the middle of the circumference, muttered. Before the circumference and the premature invasion of the Peak of the Spiritual Print, she happened to be closed for a few days, so it was also unexpected that when the shutdown came out, she heard that the circumference had caused such a big thing.

At present, Zhou Yuan is famous in the Xuanzheng Sect as in the middle of the day. It means to become a black horse. Although it is not comparable to the ten greatest sons, in a certain sense, it is also a figure in the Sect.

“What a pity, if Master Lu insisted on some, maybe the Zhou Yuan is our disciple, now the whole of the Xuanzhen sect knows the pulse of Shen Chang...” beside him, a disciple exclaimed.

Lu Yan glanced at him and said: “What is this nonsense? Can you change anything with just one week's worth of money? He may have talent, but that's not enough. ”

“And the spiritual peak thing, mainly because of that little day of the week, the Zhou Yuan was merely a help from the side, the recent rumours that blew him into godliness, and I don't know who released him. ”

She snorted coldly: “If the weekend is sober, if he is also blown to the sky by these rumors, then this time the purple belt is selected, I'm afraid how high he flies, how painful he falls. ”

Although Lu Yan is not very clear about the context, it is not unusual to compare disciples in the end. Hiddenly, he still perceives some scent for the Zhou Yuan.

So, this purple belt selection, if you don't keep an eye on it this week, it's going to cost a lot.

And when Lu Yan's disciples on their side whispered in secret, the disciples of Lu Hongyi's pulse were not far away watching coldly.

Especially those such as Wei Xuan, whose eyes are a little dull and gloomy, hide some sarcasm.

“Zhou Yuan, just make you a little more proud...”

“When the purple belt selection begins, you'll know that you're a clown today! ”