With the help of Qingsheng and qingmingxue, an old man with Hale spirit and bright eyes came out.
Elder Qinghong is also the leader of Qing nationality.
He is worthy of the name of six high-level Dan division, the supreme holy hand!
When the old man appeared, more than 500 famous Tianjiao got up together and said respectfully, "see you, please hongshengshou!"
"Ha ha, you Tianjiao heroes don't have to be too polite. For many years, the Qing people have made a rule that they can get a pill from me every year in the way of a couple. In recent years, you have followed the rules of the Qing nationality and never acted recklessly. You have also made the Qing nationality and Siyu Da Da contact each other, which is the achievement of the Qing nationality! "
Elder Qinghong said with a smile. He looked around and found that there were more people coming this year than ever before!
Situ Qingnai was the head of Tianjiao. He got up and said with a smile, "elder Qinghong, you are welcome. My teacher has been talking about you for many years. This time, he ordered situ Qing to present a great gift. I hope the Qing people will accept it."
Finish saying, he waved a hand, Dan Chen of one side rises, took out a small Dan Ding.
According to the regulations of the Qing nationality, every one who asks for Dan must present a small gift.
Gifts are not valuable, as long as you can let Qinghong accept them, you can continue to ask for pills.
"Ha ha, you are welcome. It's just a cold star pill. It's not worth mentioning. I hope to thank you all my life for me. "
Old man Qinghong said and waved.
Qingsheng will understand, also do not Chu explore the quality of the small tripod, directly received.
Seeing this scene, many people shook their heads in secret. Even the holy hand of Qinghong did not dare to offend situ Qing.
However, since the Dan Ding belongs to the Holy Qianwu mansion, its grade will not be too bad.
The second one to stand up was Fenglingdu.
"Disciple of Tianfeng Valley, Fenglingdu presents a small gift to Qinghong's holy hand."
With that, Fenglingdu waved his hand smartly, with a sword handle in his hand.
There is no sword on the handle of the sword, but there is an inscription on it, which looks like flowing water.
Qinghong old man laughed: "Fenglingdu, what is this?"
"This is the Tianfeng sword refined by Fenglin, the refining elder of Tianfeng valley. It's a top-level spirit soldier."
Fenglingdu fingertip on the inscriptions, there is a slight wave, waving away.