When Xu Qingluo and the others arrived at Medicine Valley, of course they had to go to King Kong Temple to pay homage to their seniors. All the monks had seen them and recognized them.

Not to mention that Zhou Yang is the direct descendant of Faning, Xu Qingluo is only a registered disciple, but he is also a registered disciple of Fa Kong. How can he not be impressed?

They were originally proud that they could withstand thirty-six masters of the Purity Sect, but when they saw Xu Qingluo and the others chopping melons and vegetables, one can imagine the disappointment in their hearts.

Faning smiled and said: "They have many adventures, and they have senior brothers to give them personal guidance. It is naturally different."

"Yes..." Monk Faxuan and the others sighed with emotion.

Being able to get personal guidance from Junior Brother Fakong is of course different from their situation. Moreover, Junior Brother Fakong has clairvoyance, so it is not difficult to find some adventures for his disciples.

Thinking of this, they relaxed and looked at Xu Qingluo and the others with smiles.

No matter what, we are all disciples of Kongang Temple and we are a family. If Xu Qingluo and the others are strong, then Kongang Temple is strong, which is of course a good thing.

Xu Qingluo stared at the pit, her bright eyes shining like water, scanning the pit back and forth.

Her bright eyes suddenly lit up and she waved her jade hand.

A silver needle flew up from the deep pit, floated in front of her, and fell lightly into her delicate hand.

She smiled brightly.

As the red mist disappeared, everything disappeared. The thirty-six men in white robes seemed to have never appeared, and nothing was left behind.

She finally found the silver needle.

Holding the silver needle, she straightened up with great satisfaction and said with a sweet smile: "Masters, you have worked hard, I will take my leave now."

"Nephew Qingluo, feel free to go." The monks of Fuxuan said with a smile.

Zhou Yu and the others got along well, and followed Xu Qingluo as they fluttered down the Diamond Peak, back to the Medicine Valley, passed over the lake, landed in the small pavilion, and came to Fakong.

"Master." Xu Qingluo handed over the silver needle with a smile.

Fakong's purple and gold cassock was fluttering, and he took the silver needle calmly and calmly.
Chapter completed!