Gu Wenhua's voice fell, and the two jade boxes were opened. One red and one white sky silk also reflected in the sight of Ye feiran and Jiang yinghan.

"Red is the magic heart Aya and white is the dark ice Aya. However, the levels of the two sky Ayas are different. The magic heart Aya is a holy level spirit tool and the dark ice Aya is an immortal level spirit tool." Gu Wenhua continued.

Hearing this, ye feiran and Jiang yinghan looked at each other and were surprised.

Holy Spirit!

Immortal spirit weapon!

There are few Holy Level spirit tools, but there are immortal level spirit tools. Master, it's too big!

Obviously, yesterday they were still coveting the Holy Level spirit tools on the wall of the treasure Pavilion. Unexpectedly, they saw them today, and there were immortal level spirit tools.

God, everything came so suddenly, but it was also very happy!

Gu Wenhua stroked his beard, and his sharp eyes kept an eye on the changes in the faces of Ye feiran and Jiang yinghan. He also wanted to know how the two new disciples would choose?

Holy Level spirit tools and immortal level spirit tools differ by one level, which is very different.

Jiang yinghan glanced at ye feiran, reached out and picked up the magic heart Ling, smiled, "little leaf, I like red, so I choose the magic heart Ling."

Ye Fei ran raised her eyebrows slightly, "your reason is a little far fetched. Give me the magic heart Ling, I......"

Before ye feiran finished her words, Jiang yinghan immediately interrupted her.

"I chose the magic heart Ling first. You can't rob it."

Jiang yinghan tightly grabs the magic heart Ling and looks at ye feiran with a wary face to prevent her from snatching.

Ye feiran felt helpless and coughed softly, "cough... Yinghan, listen to me. I have two masters. I have to practice not only with master Gu, but also with master Qin, so I think you are more suitable for xuanbingling."

The implication of Ye feiran's words is that she wants to use it with all her heart. She doesn't need immortal level spirit tools, but holy level spirit tools.

"No, I think xuanbing Ling is the best for you. Little leaf, don't you feel a chill? You are an ice attribute, and xuanbing Ling is more suitable for you.

Well, don't tell me this or that. Immortal level spirit tools are very attractive, but they should also be suitable for themselves. Magic heart Ling is very suitable for me. "

With that, Jiang yinghan stuffed xuanbing Ling into ye feiran's arms.

Ye feiran looks down at xuanbing Ling in her arms and sighs. Naturally, she knows that xuanbing Ling matches her own ice attribute, but this is an immortal level spirit weapon. Jiang yinghan is not like her multi career development. Xuanbing Ling is more suitable for her.

When Jiang yinghan saw that ye feiran still didn't want to accept it, he turned his eyes and said respectfully, "master, disciples choose magic heart Ling, thank you, master!"

With that, Jiang yinghan quickly and decisively recognized the Lord, and then gave ye feiran a bleak look. It looked like I recognized the Lord. What else can you do.

Ye feiran: "

Faced with holy level and immortal level spirit tools, even blind people will choose immortal level spirit tools, which has nothing to do with whether they are suitable or not.

She also knows what Jiang yinghan thinks. First, she is ice attribute. Second, she thinks she wants to be good to her and that she pays too much to the team.

Ye feiran looked at Jiang yinghan's smiling face and felt a warm current in her heart.

"Since yinghan is so generous, I'm not polite. Xuanbing Ling belongs to me. Don't cry secretly when you sleep at night. I won't comfort you."

Jiang yinghan couldn't laugh or cry on his face, "who will cry?"

Ye feiran smiled, no longer hypocritical, and directly bled to recognize the Lord.

"Thank you, master gu!"

Hearing Gu Shizun's name, Gu Wenhua drew a little from the corner of his mouth. How does it sound so awkward.

However, it seems that this disciple can only call so many teachers.

In fact, fantasy heart Ling and xuanbing Ling have another feature, but Gu Wenhua doesn't intend to tell them that they will be more surprised to find out.

"Well, the worship ceremony is over, and the spirit tools are collected. Let's go to the martial arts field to practice yinghan's drunken soul dance and Ran'er's drunken fist."

"Yes!"

So the three disciples and teachers immediately went to the training ground.

Jiang yinghan practiced drunken soul dance and ye feiran practiced drunken fist.

Looking at ye feiran's drunken fist, Gu Wenhua was excited. He seemed to see an upgraded version of drunken soul fist.

Yes, he has silently recorded ye feiran's drunken fist and plans to combine it with drunken soul fist.

"Well, I'll arrange for you to study. I'll let you know when to start. But from today on, you must take a spiritual wine bath for an hour every day in the college and drink spiritual wine while soaking."

Listen to the words, Jiang yinghan's eyes are bright. This is that you can drink spirit wine every day. Happiness comes too suddenly!

Ye feiran is naturally very happy. Although she likes wine and doesn't like it, she has spiritual wine every day. She has no reason to refuse.

What's more, guru asked them to take a spiritual wine bath and drink spiritual wine every day. There must be some mystery.

Gu Wenhua had planned to let ye feiran and Jiang yinghan leave. He planned to study drunken boxing and drunken soul dance, but he had to suppress his excitement when he thought of someone who suddenly visited last night.

"Cough... Yinghan stays. Raner goes to Qingfeng hall. Someone is looking for you."

Ye Fei Ran's eyebrows were slightly picked, and she had guessed who was looking for her.

"Yes, master, Ran'er has left."

Jiang yinghan looked at ye feiran's back and didn't think too much, waiting for Gu Wenhua's following.

Gu Wenhua asked Jiang yinghan to practice drunken soul dance, during which he personally pointed out her shortcomings.

On the other hand, when ye feiran walked into the Qingfeng hall, she saw the black figure. When she thought of what happened last night, she looked unnatural for a moment, but she soon recovered.

At this moment, ye feiran silently gave herself 32 compliments. Fortunately, her acting skills were good.

"Cough..."

Night Mu Lin turns and looks at ye feiran. Before she can speak, ye feiran has spoken first.

"Night Mu Lin, have you heard from my grandpa?"

Night Mu Lin's eyebrows are slightly picked. Is this going to expose what happened last night?

impossible.

"You answer me a question first, and I'll tell you the news of Grandpa."

Night Mu Lin deliberately paused, meaning is very obvious.

Ye Fei ran took a slight puff from the corner of her mouth, went to the table and sat down. She poured herself a glass of wine and took a sip. She smiled and said, "Grandpa's news? I don't care about your grandpa's news, I only care about my grandpa's news."

"Your grandpa is my grandpa. Am I wrong?" night Mu Lin asked.

Ye feiran: "

This man is too thick skinned to recognize relatives!

"Are you going to be my brother? In fact, I don't mind you being my brother."

Night Mu Lin: "

Night Mu Lin suddenly approached ye feiran, looked very serious and said, "I'm not going to be your brother, I'm going to be your... Husband."

Hearing this, ye feiran's heart beat faster, but it was still calm on the surface.

Is this a confession?

"Cough... Did grandpa ask you to call grandpa?"

Hearing this, ye Mu Lin's mouth rose, his handsome face burst into a charming smile that didn't pay for his life, and gently opened his thin lips, "soon grandpa asked me to call Grandpa."

"Really? I'll see."

Ye feiran pretends to be calm. In fact, her heart is full of joy. Puppy love is puppy love!

However, she still hopes that grandpa can stick to it and don't sell her at once.