In the third round, Mengruo Penglai, Tan Xiushao in Yingzhou, and Abbot He Zhi.

When the three beautiful figures walked into the temple, everyone waited and muttered to discuss. No one paid attention to the two pretty girls with the initial stage of the Taoist womb. What they cared about was the fairy Piaomiao, "I wonder if Miss Meng can get the eighth-level treasure?", "She is a genius who has not been produced in Penglai for thousands of years, at least they should have seventh level, right?

Xie Lingyun also felt nervous. Although Meng Ruo was cold to him, he always had the relationship of a master. He could not help but treat her as a relative. Besides, Penglai needed a treasure.

He prayed silently: "God, god, if you have eyes to look at it, you should know who is a good person and a bad person, and you should know who you want to send good things to, a ninth level of treasure, a ninth level of treasure, a ninth level of treasure

Yun Feiyang was nervous than anyone else. After a while, hot sweat was dripping from his palms...

The failure of the first two rounds made him think a little bit. Could it be the fault of his own dispatch? If this continues, how could he explain to the entire Penglai and sigh in his heart: "Ruoer, you can't let me down...

"Haha, Brother Yun, what's wrong with you? Why do you need to be so nervous? It's not the same if we get the treasure?" Yan Wuji smiled and sarcastic again. Looking at these fools who were ignorant of their stupidity, it felt so good.

Yun Feiyang just said no.

Caiyan and the others frowned, not hearing the sarcasm, but they heard the pride. They were all young, and they were naturally a little dissatisfied with the other party showing off so much.

Sun En looked at Baibi from time to time, and now he stared at him. With his understanding of Xie Lingyun, he could express the words "highly talented" and "being urged by a pig". That guy said unforgivable and straightforwardly.

But today, Baibi just stood like a wooden man, and didn't spit out a single word of counterattack. It really didn't look like Xie Lingyun, but it always made people feel strange because it was so different, as if there was no silver here...

"Since it's the same, then you give us the Fire Sword and we give you some Star Grass." At this time, Bai Bi suddenly said angrily, his face slightly red.

"No." Yan Wuji smiled and said, revealing a bit cold: "If Brother Yun has this intention, I can consider it, you...hehe." Who do you think you are, and you are not qualified to talk to me yet.

"No need." Yun Feiyang said in a deep voice. Naturally, he would not be fooled. If he said stupid words like Bai Bi, he would just add a joke to the other party.

"You, you" Bai Bi was very angry, but he was clumsy and finally swallowed his anger and walked aside

The counterattack was so stupid... Sun En's doubts gradually faded, and a smile appeared on his face. Xie Lingyun was indeed dead

Feeling that gaze retracted, Xie Lingyun laughed and hummed secretly. Sun En was indeed difficult to deal with, but he finally deceived him. Waiting to see the shocked fool of "Xie Lingyun's resurrection" in the future...

Because the smell of gunpowder in words became heavier, the atmosphere became much colder for a while.

Everyone stood in a pile, after a moment, two, three moments... the three girls had not come out yet. They couldn't help but wonder, was Mengruo's senses not over yet? Is it the longer the time, the better the treasure?

"It's out, it's out"

After another moment, four minutes later, everyone saw the three beautiful figures again. As soon as they were about to look, the nine Penglai people burst into laughter and even exhaled.

Meng Ruo's slender hands were holding a light green jade flute, and the white light of the flute was dazzling. You could tell at a glance that it was a treasure of at least seven levels.

In contrast, Tan Xiushao and He Zhi each held a jade mirror and a ribbon, which was much more overshadowed, just like their appearance.

"Ruoer, what treasure?" Yun Feiyang shouted impatiently.

Shan Wuji, Sun En and others calmed down, and the expression in their eyes was a little solemn, could it be the Eighth Level...

Meng Ruo walked out of the temple and looked at everyone, but his face was not happy. He said softly: "Ice Moon Flute, the seventh level is up to the level." That means it is almost eighth level.

Everyone in Hu Yingzhou breathed a sigh of relief. They were almost a little bit short of it. The power was completely different. Although this flute was better than the Fire Sword, it did not reach the terrifying realm.

The seventh level of Penglai people looked at each other and laughed at each other. They were not as excited as the moment before, but were also full of joy. At least they compared Yingzhou for the time being.

Tan Xiushao's "Miracle Shadow Mirror" has only four levels, and a comprehensive magic weapon can reflect ghosts and attack people's souls. He Zhi's "Colorful Cloud Belt" has only three levels, which is good for putting a good place in the world and mediocre weapon in the temple, which is a complete foil.

"Fairy Meng, what magical effect does this Ice Moon Flute have?" Yan Wuji asked. Both women said that Mengruo was the only one left.

"Its flute sound can calm the mind and calm the mind." Meng Ruo said lightly.

Sun En frowned and asked, "Fairy Meng, should there be?" Everyone thought so, but Meng Ruo said, "It's gone." Yan Wuji suddenly smiled like anger: "This is not possible, everyone is clear. How can you be so vague, and why should you hide it from us?"

"I didn't hide it. It's true that this is the only thing. This flute is not an attacking object, but the beauty of its flute sound can make the people feel at ease and not be content with fame and fortune..." Meng Ruo sighed, as if this was the reason why she was unhappy. "This flute is very good to educate the people in normal times, but Meng Ruo doesn't know how much it can have in war."

Everyone looked at each other, and she couldn't tell whether it was true or not. Yun Feiyang couldn't help asking "Really?" Meng Ruo nodded several times.

As a result, the people in Yingzhou became more and more happy. The other party finally got a treasure, but they were not even as good as a weapon. They believed it all, but they could believe it a little...

Everyone in Penglai was immediately hit again, a useless treasure. Could it be that the sky was destroyed by Penglai?

Xie Lingyun felt that it was definitely not that simple. Think about it, when I was dreaming, this guy was also a lying slut. Don’t be deceived by her elegance.

"Don't be discouraged." Meng Ruo encouraged the army again and said: "The Bingyue Dim is always the last level of the seventh level. Perhaps its magical use is just that Meng Ruo has not understood it. It is not too late to go back and ask the palace master. Also, I have paid a lot of attention just now. What treasures can be obtained have nothing to do with cultivation. Everyone should put aside their burden and think about seeking treasures. Only when you have no distracting thoughts can you be sincere and clear."

Although she didn't say clearly what she noticed, maybe she just made up words, it didn't bother everyone to cheer up and encourage.

"This woman..." Xie Lingyun smiled silently. This girl was a little slick.

No matter what, the fourth round will be followed, with Zhai Yongwang, Xu Daofu in Yingzhou, Xiang Zhuo in the abbot, and the three of them entering the temple...
Chapter completed!