Sheng Wu generously gave out eleven bronze rings, which fell in front of everyone.

You know, space rings are extremely precious. Since there are very few blacksmiths in the world of immortal cultivation, even in the Xianyun Sect, only the direct disciples of various immortal sects will be given one by their master.

And at most it is only a few dozen square meters.

The rest of the people can only watch with envy.

Now, everyone was once again shocked by Sheng Wu’s generosity.

"Master, you, you're going to give it to us right now?"

Although the eleven of them had been disciples for half a year, they still had not had much detailed contact with their master. She did not select any of them as her personal disciples, but gave them all space rings!

"Hiss...it seems like our names are even on it!" Even though it was the name given by the master, it was enough to show her good intentions.

As soon as these words were spoken, the others immediately caught the rings in the air, turned them over, and saw that there really was a name with the character "Luo" in it!

For a moment, everyone stared at the ring in front of them with mixed emotions.

These gifts are extremely valuable, and their value reflects how much Master cherishes them.

Originally, they thought that their master was a cold and ruthless person who spoke bluntly and mercilessly. He was even so cruel as to abandon them to train in the deserted mountains for half a year.

But now, isn’t it the master who is cold and indifferent in the eyes of outsiders who gives them the best gift?

These things would probably make even the elders jealous, not to mention the core disciples.

Everyone's expressions became complicated, and the young man Xinghui's eyes flashed slightly, complex and hot.

There is an inexplicable warmth in my heart that slowly spreads to every part of my body. Although it is not obvious, the tiny branches and buds have the potential to become towering trees.