"Son of a bitch!" Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but cursed in his heart. He believed that many people felt the same as him at this time. Seeing the arrogance on the face of the man named Wu, Lu Xiaotian was confused. He had a spiritual stone.
You won't give it to such a person. When you get to Lingxiao Palace, you won't only know it from his mouth.
"Brother Guo, Brother Guo. What did Senior Brother Wu say just now?"
However, something went against the monk surnamed Wu's expectation. Not long after he told Guo Yun, other monks from the family surrounded Guo Yun and asked wild questions.
The monk surnamed Wu frowned. He originally planned to tell Guo Yun only, and other people would also come to him to spend spiritual stones to buy some information. He didn't expect that things would develop like this. What's even more annoying is the kid Guo Yun.
He has an extremely flamboyant personality, and when other monks come forward to ask for him, he gets carried away and says so.
Looking at the wonderful expression of the monk surnamed Wu, Lu Xiaotian smiled in his heart. He deserved it. He is a family monk. Ten spiritual stones are not too much, but they are not to the point of being thrown away. Guo Yun, that kid, has a rich family.
People are arrogant and used to being arrogant.
In fact, those families have spent a huge price to support them to enter the Immortal Sect. After these people enter the Immortal Sect, even if there are seniors of the family in the Immortal Sect, they still have to rely on themselves, and the family will continue to transfer the younger generation to the Immortal Sect.
Young children must be trained to become talented people. All resources cannot be spent on them.
"He deserves it. He's just a late-stage Qi-refining monk. His cultivation level may not be that high. He just entered the door earlier than us. What's the point?" The red-faced man said secretly happily.
Too many people asked. After Guo Yun talked to his two close friends, he couldn't stand the other monks asking. After talking once or twice, he became a little annoyed and his voice was inevitably louder. Ordinary monks like Lu Xiaotian
I pricked up my ears and got the information revealed by the monk named Wu for free.
It turns out that these four foundation-building seniors are escorting their new disciples back to Lingxiao Palace this time. It is a long way to Lingxiao Palace, and you may encounter many monsters along the way. Only monks in the foundation-building stage can guarantee this.
their safety.
Of these four foundation-building seniors, the most stern old man is called Zhao Zhong, who is rigid, and the other short black old man is named Qian Dali, who has a deep temperament and is taciturn. The remaining two are Wang Juan and Hou Sanfeng, who have a temperamental temperament.
She's relatively free and easy, so you don't need to pay any attention to her. You just need to be careful when speaking and don't be verbally offensive.
About half an hour later, the small courtyard was filled with thirty new disciples. This year's recruitment of disciples in Lingxiao Palace came to an end temporarily. Zhao Zhong, Qian Dali and other four foundation-building monks walked into the small courtyard.
All the new disciples who were talking about each other suddenly fell silent.
"There are a few newly promoted disciples this year who have good qualifications. The first few batches of disciples in Yuexi Valley are all mediocre people. This time I will take away at least one third of them who have good qualifications." Wang Juan said first.
Tune said.
"Well, there are more monks than meat, and no one wants to be inferior. We at Lingshou Peak want those low-grade things." Hou Sanfeng refused after hearing this, "I don't care about the others, but among the seven outstanding disciples, I
We need to take two people away."
A few people were in a stalemate, and finally the dark man Qian Dali coughed dryly and said, "How about this? I will take a step back and only take away one outstanding disciple, but you also know that I need to ask the witch palm after I return."
Feng explained. How about you subsidize me with some spiritual stones or spiritual herbs, and the other one named Lu Xiaotian seems to be quite compatible with me, so I can take him with him as well, how about that?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Lu Xiaotian's eyes, but he didn't know why this gift of money called his name alone. Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but feel a sense of vigilance in his heart.
"Haha, that's very good. Anyway, Qinglian Peak always comes last in the sect competition. It seems that Wu Zhang Peak is also planning to break the pot. Let's do this. Each of the four of us will be rewarded for this mission.
Give some of it to Senior Brother Qian. Let the other disciples draw lots and decide." Hou Sanfeng laughed and immediately agreed to Qian Dali's plan.
Zhao Zhong, Wang Juan and others also had no objection. They quickly allocated the places for the thirty disciples.
"Okay, now that the personnel have been assigned, let's set off and return immediately. This Wangyue City is just a city for casual cultivators, and the concentration of spiritual energy is far worse than that in the palace. If you stay here for a few days, you will feel uncomfortable." Wang Juan
He threw out a small green sword impatiently. The small sword had a powerful sword aura, and its body grew to more than two feet in length and several feet wide in the storm. It could easily accommodate nearly ten people on it.
Wang Juan called to the disciples assigned to her and said, "Stop dawdling, come up."
Including the two disciples who were responsible for registering new disciples and doing miscellaneous tasks, there were thirty-two people in total, each of whom was responsible for taking care of eight people. The eight people assigned to Wang Juan were shocked and obedient as they boarded the suspended flying sword one by one.
"Get up!" Wang Juan screamed, and the green flying sword trembled and rose out of the air. At the same time, a light green circular light shield appeared, wrapping the flying sword and the disciples in it, and shot towards the distant sky.
"Junior sister Wang, don't go too fast, I'll be here right away." Hou Sanfeng was assigned two disciples with very outstanding qualifications. He was in a good mood and also threw a red flying sword.
Zhao Zhong, who had a stern look, used a white shuttle. The three of them flew through the air one after another. Only then did Qian Dali take out a blue gourd, a magic weapon. After Qian Dali gave a sharp scolding, the gourd swelled up and became like a small boat. Lu Xiaotian and others
People boarded one after another.
"Don't talk during the journey. If you disturb my peace, you will be punished without mercy." Qian Dali ordered coldly, then sat down cross-legged in front of the treasure gourd and ignored all the disciples.
Everyone, look at me, and I look at you. This is the first time for everyone to ride on this kind of magic weapon that can fly in the air and change its size at will. They were originally looking at the bustling Wangyue City below and the busy casual cultivators, but they were sitting high above.
on the magic weapon. I couldn't hide my excitement. I was about to chat for a few words, but Qian Dali poured cold water on my head. It's just that Qian Dali's cultivation level is much higher than theirs. If they don't agree with each other, the other party will remove the magic weapon.
If you throw it down, not only will you not be able to enter the fairy palace, but you will lose your life in vain?
Lu Xiaotian was not as excited and curious as the other disciples. He frowned slightly ever since he got on the Flying Gourd Magical Artifact. Not only was his qualifications not outstanding, with 18 points in each of the five spiritual roots, but he was the worst among these monks.
Instead, he was asked to leave by Qian Dali, which was unreasonable. Qian Dali was a humble and loyal person in front of other foundation-building monks, but once they were separated, he was like a different person, making it even harder to get along with him.
But now people are fighting for swords and I am fighting for fish and meat. Lu Xiaotian thought hard for a moment, but there was nothing he could do. The difference in strength was too great. He could no longer control it. He could only take one step at a time to see what the purpose of this gift of money was.