Chapter 321 - Wei Feiluan Frowned
The Poison Desert Sect was located in a towering hall in the middle of the concave structure, where the Fire Immolation Ceremony was held. At this moment, all the disciples were dressed neatly, and their appearances were solemn. The men and women were separated. They orderly lined up and listened to the speech of the elder who was acting as the host.
The white bearded elder's tone was calm, and the long scroll in his hand was filled with densely-packed small characters. It even dragged to the ground.
As the sect master, Xia Miao sat at the very top. The complicated red dress on her body fell to the ground. On her chest. It was bulging, and it looked a little tight. What she held in her hand was a precious book that recorded the rules of Poison Desert Sect and the history of development written by generations of Sect Masters.
Although she looked young, her gaze behind the glass lens had a calm but powerful aura. The Physical Integration Period aura emitted from her body made people hold their breath and lower their heads. In this solemn occasion, she unexpectedly did not feel anything out of the ordinary.
Many elders were impressed in their hearts. There was indeed no mistake in choosing this Sect Master.
Over the years, the Poison Desert Sect's momentum had been rising day by day. It seemed to be the leader of the six sects. It was all thanks to this young sect master's correct leadership and decision-making!
They believed that she would lead the Poison Desert Sect further and higher in the future.
However, although the elders were excited, it was almost dusk. The opening ceremony of the Fire Immolation Ceremony had been going on for an entire day, and the disciples below were already sleepy.
However, due to the sharp eyes of the law enforcement elders, they could only concentrate and put on a serious expression. In fact, their faces and legs were almost stiff.
Liang Xiulan knelt in the middle of the inner sect disciples. Because she was Hsu Ping's disciple and her cultivation was quite good, she was arranged to be in the first tier.
Those outer sect disciples behind could only stand outside the hall. Those who could hear the elders' chanting were all elite disciples, and they were also powerful competitors for the Fire Immolation Ritual.
Therefore, although everyone looked straight and solemn on the surface, they were actually observing in secret, full of vigilance and a faint atmosphere of nervousness.
There were only ten people in Liang Xiulan's row, and they were all the best of the new generation of the inner sect disciples. If nothing unexpected happened, the true disciples would be produced among these ten people. Of course, there was no lack of dark horses in the past.
And because there were only three true disciples, the competition was quite fierce.
This had to be explained that although Liang Xiulan was taken in by Hsu Ping as a disciple, she was only an in-name disciple at the moment. The treatment was the same as ordinary inner sect disciples and it was also the same for food and accommodation.
Whether or not she could get the true disciple spot and obtain the Fire Impartation was also Hsu Ping's test for her.
But now Liang Xiulan did not want to care about these anymore. She knelt on the floor that was as smooth as a mirror and maintained a proper posture. She slightly pursed her lips and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and she did not dare to move a bit.
The longer the time, the more unbearable it felt.
The moment this thought appeared in his mind, he felt that it was getting out of hand.
Liang Xiulan stood up once again and decided to visit her master. Since Guo Fan had not returned to her place, he should be at her master's place.
Although she did not know why Martial Uncle seemed to have gotten involved in it, judging from her calm expression at that time, she should not have noticed anything unusual.
Liang Xiulan was naturally very familiar with her master's residence. After walking for a while, she arrived at the place. Sure enough, she saw the lights in the room, but the situation inside could not be seen clearly.
She stood in the distance and looked for a while, thinking about how she would pretend that she had nothing to do with Guo Fan if she really saw him in her master's room.
Suddenly, she saw a stream of light quietly fall, and the light in the room that belonged to Martial Uncle, who was next to her, also lit up.
“?”
Liang Xiulan frowned and vaguely felt that something was not right, but she could not tell what was wrong.
Until she saw the side door of her master's house open and the familiar figure of a young man walked out.
It was Guo Fan.
Liang Xiulan's heart skipped a beat, but she restrained herself. Since he dared to come out, then her master's inner demon must have something to do with him. Little Martial Uncle must have been there at that time, so she didn't have to worry about being discovered and killed.
She just didn't know what method he used to hide his identity from Martial Uncle.
He must be going back to her place now, just in time...
Wait a minute.
Liang Xiulan was suddenly stunned. Guo Fan did not change his appearance right now!
She was puzzled, but she realized that Guo Fan was not walking towards the door. Instead, he was walking towards Martial Uncle's house!
“???!”
Liang Xiulan covered her mouth and widened her eyes. She saw the young man push open the door of Martial Uncle's house and sighed. She walked in and closed the door.
The door was tightly shut. At this moment, the moon and stars were scarce, and the night was alluring.