Dressed as a Saint from the Hehuan Sect, Choose Bamboo Horse or Heaven

[1V2+micro group portrait+group pet+genius flow+more traditional cultivation] As a senior tarot master who was stabbed to the core by a love-minded girl, Qingna once passed through the world of cultivation. "Yes, it's the best Tianshui spiritual root with a root value of 100!!" "This... Is the innate furnace cauldron holy body." At the sect's disciple recruitment conference, Qingnai volunteered to become a direct disciple of the Hehuan Sect in order to avoid the five major sects. But he didn't expect that the Hehuan Sect would be full of talented monks. The current Saint Sister of the Hehuan Sect travels around all year round and is full of mystery. The second senior sister Yingqi is dressed in red and is the youngest Lingbao weapon refiner. "This is a low-grade spiritual treasure. I have no intention of selling it. This is my little junior sister's initiation ceremony." Mo Yu, the third senior brother of the white fox demon Xiu, goes to the hill next door to steal chickens every day. The experience imparted to the brothers and sisters when they first met was, "The Hehuan Sect's Zonghua is naturally the leader of our Hehuan Sect!" Bai Ye, the fourth senior brother with goat horns, bat wings, and a heart-tailed succubus, has broad shoulders, narrow waist, strong chest muscles, and is full of motherhood. "Fourth Senior Brother, you are so awesome!... You should be cultivating the way of motherhood. Oh my! Can I call you mom?" Fifth senior sister Mu Manzhi's family owns a mine, so she touched a sparkling storage ring when they met. "You can tie it into a necklace and wear it around your neck. Fifth Senior Sister has mines." The life of the sect has become a mess, but they meet the young man who came to follow the master, his childhood sweetheart and childhood sweetheart. The young man's sword is sharp, just like the jade sword cut by the autumn frost, or the pearl robe of the setting sun. Until Qingna accidentally met a gloomy young man in a mysterious robe. The young men have similar faces and feel the same way about each other. Can you tell the difference? Roses and roses, me and him?