While Luo Qingshui and others were in a daze, a gentle voice came from behind.

He was a lay disciple wearing brown clothes. He was slightly shorter than Luo Tianyang. He had his hair tied in a bun and held a gray iron sword in his hand. At first glance, he looked like a waiter in an inn.

At this moment, he was smiling. Everyone who came here was inspired to become a disciple of the Tianshan Sect, so it was not wrong for him to call Luo Qingshui and his brothers.

"Oh, okay." Luo Qingshui nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and followed the man towards the entrance of the town.

"Hey, brothers, your Tianshan sect is really powerful in recruiting people." Luo Qingshui took two quick steps to keep up with the disciple.

The disciple turned his head and glanced at Luo Qingshui in surprise. Perhaps he had never encountered such a cheerful person chatting with him at the recruitment meetings in previous years.

"That's natural." The young disciple showed his snow-white teeth, "The Tianshan Sect's recruitment every year is the most intense among the four sects."

"Hey, hey, do you think this test is difficult?" Although Luo Qingshui already knew the content of the test, she was just idle and wanted to find some random topic to talk about.

"This." The young disciple looked embarrassed. The Tianshan Sect's questions were always not known to outsiders. Everyone who failed to pass the assessment would have their memory of participating in the assessment erased when they left. Therefore, he also

Unable to disclose.

"This first level is not difficult at all. As for this second level, I am just a lay disciple, so naturally I don't know." The young disciple thought of an ambiguous answer and fooled Luo Qingshui.

Luo Qingshui touched his chin and looked like he was thinking very seriously.

"Hi, by the way, little brother, my name is Luo Qingshui, I still don't know what your name is?"

The little brother was walking well, but Luo Qingshui tapped him on the shoulder from behind, almost making him jump out of fright.

He turned around and rubbed his sleeves awkwardly.

"My name is Chen Anmin. If I become a formal disciple in the future, I will take care of my little brother."

Chen Anmin said this as a joke, but not entirely.

The lay disciples of the Tianshan Sect have the lowest cultivation level, and there are even many ordinary people among them, so Chen Anmin's strength is only at the foundation-building stage.

He looks to be 23 or 4 years old. He has just started practicing and he still has a long way to go in the future.

"That's for sure. If you follow me, you will have meat to eat!" Luo Qingshui said sternly, and patted Chen Anmin hard on the shoulder, as domineering as a female knight accepting a younger brother.

Chen Anmin just smiled at Luo Qingshui's words. After the recruitment meeting, whether she passed the assessment or failed, the chance of meeting her was not high.

"This is it. You guys line up here now. I'm going to maintain order." Chen Anmin bowed to Luo Qingshui and his group and went to do what he should do.

"Chen Anmin, Chen Anmin." Luo Qingshui read the name twice, and she wanted to remember him.

"Are you having sex again?" Luo Tianyang crossed his arms with a sarcastic tone.

"What is promiscuity!" Luo Qingshui was anxious, and his voice immediately increased by two decibels.

"I'm talking about making more friends and finding more ways to go. I'm not afraid of traveling all over the world. What do you know?" Luo Qingshui rolled her eyes at him.

Luo Tianyang no longer struggled with Luo Qingshui, but curled his lips and shook his head. He really didn't know what use a foundation-building immortal cultivator could be besides being a burden.

But he didn't say it out loud, but looked around.

There are about a thousand people in this huge valley, and they are divided into three categories: ordinary people who have never cultivated immortality, cultivators with lower cultivation levels, or lower immortals who have already ascended.

There are very few golden immortals, but it cannot be said that there are none at all. At least at this moment, Luo Tianyang cannot see the strength of golden immortals without revealing their true energy.

Among these people, the lower immortals accounted for about a quarter, and the majority were those cultivating immortals with lower cultivation levels, that is, those cultivating immortals like Yin Qingxia and Lin Qing were the most numerous.

But also because they are immortal cultivators, some of the higher-level immortal cultivators also have their own arrogance, especially those who have ascended to the lower immortal realm, and are particularly arrogant and rude to those lay disciples who are maintaining order but have low strength.

They were chatting enthusiastically, not caring about the disciple who was urging them to line up.

"Go away and get your dirty hands off me!"

Suddenly a shout came from the playful crowd.

Luo Tianyang looked for the sound and saw that it was the direction Chen Anmin had just left.

After he walked a few steps, he seemed to have an argument with someone who came to recruit new people.

He was an Immortal, wearing a gray robe, with a face like a gourd, and the root of his nose was pockmarked. Chen Anmin called him many times to stand in line, but he didn't even bother to pay attention to him, and he still chatted animatedly with the people next to him.

Who is he? A descendant! It is Chen Anmin's turn to discipline a young disciple in the foundation-building stage, so when Chen Anmin patted him on the shoulder, trying to get him to line up.

The Immortal was not happy anymore. He waved his hand and brought up a little bit of Qi. That Qi pushed Chen Anmin hard to the ground and stirred up dust all over the ground.

"You're just a young disciple in the Foundation Establishment stage, why are you dictating to us? If you want, just call your stewards, we won't listen to a bunch of little mice." The pockmarked Xia Xian sneered.

Chen Anmin, who was lying on the ground at this moment, was turning blue and white. It was true that his cultivation was too low. Compared with these cultivators who were always turning into gods and descending to immortals, he was too humble.

"Ouch, the little mouse fell down."

"Oh, why is the little mouse so arrogant now?"

Instead of stopping the immortal cultivator, the surrounding immortal cultivators mocked Chen Anmin with playful smiles. They had long been dissatisfied with these lay disciples. They were immortal cultivators, and the cultivation of immortals always focused on strength and force.

Facing the ridicule of everyone, Chen Anmin got up from the ground, eager to find a place to get in. He didn't want others to do it either. Who could blame himself for being too weak?

"Hey, how can you say that?" Luo Qingshui couldn't stand it anymore. She rushed forward and stood in front of Chen Anmin and looked at the immortal cultivators surrounding her.

Luo Tianyang was already used to strange things. He knew that with Luo Qingshui's character, he would never leave Chen Anmin alone, but he didn't take action.

Because he knows that this is the place of Tianshan Sect. If it can't even shock these immortal cultivators, how can it be called the largest sect in the world?

"Although he is only building the foundation, haven't you all practiced from the foundation building stage? Aren't you mocking him the same as laughing at yourselves?" Luo Qingshui protected Chen Anmin behind him.

"Miss Qingshui, you don't have to be like this, they are right." Chen Anmin's voice was a little low.

"You can't say that. As long as you work hard, I believe you will be more powerful than them one day!" Luo Qingshui's pupils were shining.

Because she herself has such expectations, she wants to be the best in the world and protect the people she wants to protect.

"Miss Qingshui, I can do it." When Chen Anmin heard these words, a glimmer of hope suddenly lit up in his originally dull eyes.

Deep down in his heart, there are people he wants to protect, and no one wants to be willing to be a waste for the rest of his life.

"Oh, this little girl's movies are pretty good. She's so brave. How about she come and play with her brother?"

The pockmarked face didn't seem to notice. He looked at a beautiful girl who suddenly appeared. He swallowed his saliva and his eyes gleamed.

Seeing that Luo Qingshui was about to be bullied, Yin Qingxia winked at Lin Qing and Yan Jinyu. The three of them wanted to move forward to help Luo Qingshui, but were stopped by Luo Tianyang.

"Brother Luo?" Yan Jinyu saw Luo Tianyang reaching out a hand to block their way, and looked at him in confusion.

"Just watch. You are not the only ones who want to be a hero and save the beautiful girl." As he spoke, he raised his head and pursed his lips towards the distant sky.

"Papa papa!" Three golden sword energy fell next to the pockmarked immortal cultivator, leaving three large holes and breaking the sword held by the pockmarked face.

"Damn it, who disturbed my pleasure! And broke my sword?"

The people around were panicking and looking around to see who it was.

When Mazi Lian saw his sword being cut off, he became furious and raised his head to curse loudly. However, when he raised his head, he was met with a pair of angry clear eyes, and he immediately lowered his head dejectedly.

"So what if I break your sword! Old...I want to break your head too!" It was a young man flying with a sword, wearing a white robe, with a golden flying sword at his feet.
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