Chapter 61

"Son of a bitch!" Lu Xiaotian immediately scolded. I believe many people are in the same mood as him at this time. Looking at the proud face of the man surnamed Wu, Lu Xiaotian was very angry. Even if he had a spirit stone, he wouldn't give it to such a person. When he arrived at LingXiao palace, he didn't have to know it from his mouth.

"Brother Guo, Brother Guo. What did elder martial brother Wu say just now?"

However, something unexpected happened to friar Wu. He just talked to Guo Yun. Soon, other family friars surrounded Guo Yun and asked him wildly.

Friar Wu frowned. He had planned to only tell Guo Yun, and others would come to him to buy some news. Unexpectedly, things would develop like this. What's more annoying is that Guo Yun's character is very publicized. As soon as other friars asked, he said it.

Looking at the wonderful expression of friar Wu, Lu Xiaotian smiled in his heart. He deserved to be a family friar. There are not many ten spirit stones, but they are by no means disposable. That's why Guo Yun's family is rich, arrogant and used to big hands and feet.

In fact, those families have paid a huge price to support them to enter the Xianmen. After these people enter the Xianmen, even if there are family predecessors in the Xianmen, they still have to rely on themselves. The family will continue to cultivate younger children into talents. Not all resources can be spent on them.

"I deserve it. I'm just a friar in the later stage of Qi refining. I haven't seen how high my accomplishments can be. I just entered the door earlier than us. What's good to drag." the red faced man secretly cheered on one side.

Many people asked. After Guo Yun told his two friends, he couldn't stand other family friars to ask. After saying it once or twice, he was a little annoyed, and his voice inevitably became louder. Lu Xiaotian pricked up his ears and got the information disclosed by friar Wu for free.

It turned out that the four foundation builders escorted their new disciples back to Lingxiao Palace this time. It's a long way to LingXiao palace. You may encounter many monsters along the way. Only the monks in the foundation period can ensure their safety.

Among the four senior builders, the most severe old man is Zhao Zhong, who is rigid. The other black and short old man is Qian Dali, who is deep-seated and silent. The remaining two are Wang Juan and Hou Sanfeng. Their temperament is relatively free and easy. They don't have to pay attention. As long as they pay attention to their words and don't have verbal offence.

About half an hour later, the courtyard was full of 30 new disciples. This year, the move of LingXiao palace to recruit disciples came to an end temporarily. Zhao Zhong, Qian Dali and other four foundation builders walked into the courtyard. All the new disciples who had been talking about it were silent.

"There are several new disciples with good qualifications this year. The first batch of disciples in Yuexi valley are mediocre. I have to take at least one third of them with good qualifications this time." Wang Juan said first.

"Well, there are many monks and few meat. No one wants to be bad. Our Lingshou peak wants those inferior goods." Hou Sanfeng refused. "I don't care about the rest, but I want to take two of the seven excellent disciples."

Several people were in a stalemate. At last, the black, short and deep Qian Dali coughed and said, "why not? I step back and take only one excellent disciple, but you also know that I need to explain to master Wu when I go back. You subsidize me some spirit stones or spirit grass. In addition, the one named Lu Xiaotian, I look very congenial, and I'll take it away. How about it?"

Lu Xiaotian's eyes flashed a trace of surprise, but he didn't know why Qian Dali named him alone. Lu Xiaotian couldn't help but raise a trace of vigilance.

"Ha ha, that's very good. Anyway, Qinglian peak is the bottom in the sect competition every time. It seems that Wu Zhangfeng is going to break the pot. Well, each of us will give some money to elder martial brother Qian for the task reward of going out of the mountain. The other disciples will draw lots to decide." Hou Sanfeng laughed and immediately agreed to Qian Dali's plan.

Zhao Zhong and Wang Juan have no problem. The number of these 30 disciples was soon allocated.

"Well, now that the personnel have been assigned, let's start back immediately. This Wangyue city is just a casual City, and its aura concentration is far worse than that in the palace. It's uncomfortable to stay here for a few days." Wang Juan impatiently threw out a green sword. The sword is powerful, and its shape rose to more than two feet long and several feet wide in the storm, which can easily accommodate nearly ten people on it.

Wang Juan called her assigned disciples and said, "don't dally, come up."

In addition, there are 32 disciples who handle the registration of new disciples and do chores, and each is responsible for bringing eight. The eight people Wang Juan assigned were shocked and obedient and climbed on the flying sword one by one.

"Get up!" Wang juanjiao snapped. The green flying sword trembled and rose out of thin air. At the same time, a light green round mask appeared, wrapped the flying sword and the disciples in it, and shot away in the far air.

"Younger martial sister Wang, don't go too fast. I'll come right away." Hou Sanfeng assigned two disciples. They both had excellent qualifications and were in a good mood. He also threw out a red flying sword.

The stern Zhao Zhong used a white flying shuttle. The three broke through the air one after another. Qian Dali took out a magic tool, a blue gourd. After Qian Dali gave a quick scold, the gourd became like a boat. Lu Xiaotian and others boarded one after another.

"Don't talk on the way. If you disturb me, I will be punished." Qian Dali gave a cold command, sat down cross legged in front of baohu and ignored the disciples.

People, look at me, I look at you. This is the first time to take this magic weapon that can fly in the sky and change its size at will. Originally, they looked at the bustling moon watching city below and were busy in casual repair, but they sat on the magic weapon high above. He was so excited that he was going to talk, but Qian Dali poured cold water on his head. But Qian Dali's accomplishments are much higher than them. If he doesn't agree with them and is thrown off the magic weapon by the other party, he will not be able to enter the fairy palace, but will lose his life in vain?

Lu Xiaotian was not as excited and curious as other disciples. He frowned slightly since he went to the flying gourd magic instrument. His qualifications were not outstanding. There were 18 points for each of the five spiritual roots, but he was the worst of these friars. Instead, he was asked to leave by Qian Dali, which is unreasonable. Qian Dali was black, short and honest in front of other foundation building friars, but once separated, it was like a different person, but it was more difficult to get along with.

However, Lu Xiaotian thought hard for a moment and could do nothing. There was too much difference in strength. He can't control it anymore. He can only take a step at a time to see what Qian Dali's idea is.