The host of the boss of fast time travel is the villain

Chapter 62 Immortal Cultivation: The villain always wants to kill me (2)

Recently, it is the day when Kunlun recruits disciples once in a century.

Therefore, whether it is the human world or the Nineteen Continents, everything is boiling up!

You must know that the Nineteen Continents are divided into four regions: East, North, Central, and Extreme, and the Central Region is the middle part of the Nineteen Continents.

Central Territory has a vast territory and profound heritage. There are countless sects, large or small, and more or less people. In summary, there are mainly one hall, two pavilions, three sects and four sects; The family and the nine spiritual veins!
Among the seven sword sects, the Kunlun sword sect is definitely the most powerful in the Central Territory!

That is the place of pilgrimage in every sword cultivator's heart!
On this day, in a remote small courtyard of the Xue family, several children were punching and kicking a ragged little boy on the ground, cursing incessantly.

"You low|low bastard, you still want to participate in the selection, it's just wishful thinking!"

"Let me tell you, I want your spot, you guys hit me hard, let him have a long memory!"

……

It turns out that each family has a fixed number of places to participate in the school selection. According to the regulations, all the sons of the main family of the Xue family can participate in the election, and the little boy on the ground is named Xue Ming. product of!

Because of his mother's humble status, Xue Ming never got his father's eyes on him when he was born, he just threw him into a corner and left him to fend for himself!

Over the years, their mother and son have been treated harshly by servants, not having enough to eat and clothing, living a life that is even worse than that of servants!

And not long ago, the mother who depended on each other also passed away!

Since then, Xueming has struggled even more in this cannibalistic home, and even living has become a luxury!
These dark days seem to be endless at a glance, and just at this moment, the selection of Kunlun begins!

This is undoubtedly his life-saving straw!

However, Xue Yu, the son of the housekeeper, also took a fancy to this spot. He relied on his status as the mistress' distant nephew, and wanted to forcibly occupy Xue Ming's spot!
Xue Ming curled up on the ground, so weak that he couldn't even cry out in pain!
However, he gritted his teeth tightly and refused to give in!
Because he knew that this was his only chance!

……

The few people didn't know how long they fought, the bright red blood stained the pure white snow on the ground red, dazzling and heavy!
"Wait, stop!"

Xueyu at the side saw that the situation was not right, and the people on the ground seemed to be silent, so he hurriedly yelled to stop!

Several people stopped their hands, Xue Yu looked at one of them and said: "You, go and see if he is dead or not!"

"Ah I?"

The person who was pointed out was full of rejection, but under Xueyu's threatening gaze, he still stepped forward tremblingly.

He squatted down, and slowly stretched his index finger under the nose of the man on the ground...

"what--!!"

The man was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, looked at Xueyu in fear, and stammered: "Old, old, old, good, it seems to be dead!"

"what?!"

Xueyu's heart suddenly burst, although she was still young, she also knew that she seemed to have made a big mistake!
"Go, let's go!"

He hurriedly greeted a few people, and ran out of the yard with a scramble! .

And they didn't notice that the person behind them who they thought was dead suddenly opened his eyes!
However, these eyes are no longer pure and cowardly, but filled with hatred and unwillingness!
What's going on, isn't he dead?
Feeling the pain in his body, Xue Ming couldn't help frowning in doubt.

He struggled to get up, saw his thin and shriveled figure in the puddle beside him, his eyes widened in disbelief!

He, he was reborn?

Before he could be happy, there was a sudden sharp pain in his head, and the memory of the original owner flashed quickly in his mind!
Abandoned, abused, beaten to death...

After a long time, Xue Ming slowly put down his hand, and a red light flashed in his eyes.

Oh, what a similar life~

Thinking of the matter of Kunlun's selection of disciples in the memory of the original owner, for some reason, the scene before his death flashed inexplicably in Xue Ming's mind.

A cold sword, complicated eyes, confusing words...

Xue Ming pursed his lips, and said in a strange tone, "Immortal Moxi..."

Let me figure it out, what the hell are you doing!

***
This time, the person who came to Xue Country to be in charge of selecting disciples was the chief disciple of Kunlun, Ziqing, and the place of selection was the main courtyard of Xue Family!

The selection process is also very simple, just put your right hand on the spirit measuring ball and watch the light from the ball.

And a person's talent is good or bad, it all depends on his spiritual root!
In addition to the mutated spiritual roots, there are five most common spiritual roots in the world. The golden light from the spirit ball is the golden spirit root, the green light is the wood spirit root, the blue light is the water spirit root, the red light is the fire spirit root, and the yellow light is the earth spirit. root!
The purer the light, the purer the spiritual root!

At this point, the selection has come to an end, but still no good seedlings have been detected!

Seeing this, Ziqing couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, "The selection this time is much worse than before. I don't know what happened in the past hundred years. There has been no movement on the Taoist monument. It seems that those geniuses have suddenly disappeared. Same!"

"Hey, Senior Brother, I heard that Mo Xizun will come, is it true?"

On the side, Yu, a junior disciple who has just started, doesn't care about these things. He only cares about whether he can meet the legendary Kunlun Taoist Mo Xizun.

Hearing this, Ziqing's expression also became yearning. His Majesty Mo Xi has been in retreat since the battle between immortals and demons a hundred years ago, and he has only seen his demeanor from a distance. If he can really see him today On the one hand, it is really a death without regrets!

"It seems that there is such a thing. I heard that Mo Xizun has recently left the customs, and he plans to accept apprentices in this apprentice acceptance ceremony!"

Ziyu nodded, and said in a regretful tone: "I've heard about this too, and I don't know who can have such good luck to be accepted as an apprentice by His Highness!"

"Okay, be serious, be careful if the master finds out and punish you!"

At this time, someone came forward to test, Ziqing quickly reminded Ziyu!

The person who came was a young boy with delicate features. His back was straight, he was dressed in a blue dress, and he wore a forehead of the same color embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns. Fat jade hairpins complement each other, making it extremely luxurious!
"Next, the eldest son of the Xue family, Xue Ze!"

The person holding the roster next to him read out.

Hearing his name, Xue Ze's thin lips curled up slightly, and his smile was a bit of a flirtatious boy's. He stepped forward calmly and put his hand on the spirit measuring ball.

Seeing the young man's smile, Ziqing couldn't help frowning, feeling that the other party gave him a strange feeling!

Before he could think about it, there was a sudden exclamation from around!
Ziqing took a closer look, and saw that the spirit measuring ball on the table was emitting a dazzling purple light, soaring straight into the sky!
Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a mutated Leilingen that is rare in a hundred years!
"Xue, the eldest son of the Xue family, Xue Ze, pass!"

The reader also seemed to be shocked, and it took him a long time to react and read the result loudly, with excitement in his tone!
Mutated Thunder Lingen, this is the most suitable seedling to be a sword cultivator!
Xue Ze raised his eyebrows, as if he had expected this a long time ago, he bowed his fists to everyone with a measured advance and retreat.

"Xue Ze will ask all senior brothers to take care of her in the future!"

Seeing this, Ziqing's affection for the young man in front of him suddenly improved a lot!
He also bowed back, "We are both Kunlun disciples, this is what we should do!"

……

Wait until everyone present has been tested!

Ziqing looked at the reader next to him and asked, "Is there anyone else?"

The announcer hurriedly picked up the roster and looked it up, and then replied: "There is one more, the second son of the Xue family, Xue Ming!"

Hearing this, Ziqing frowned, and was about to ask, but Xue Ze came out suddenly.

"Xianjun, I'm really sorry, my brother is weak and really not suitable for cultivating immortals, please don't force me!"

The boy's tone was sincere and apologetic, he seemed like a good brother who thought about his younger brother's health!

Seeing this, Ziqing naturally didn't have the slightest doubt!
"In that case, let's go!"

With that said, Ziqing took out the flying magic weapon and was about to sacrifice it.

At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice came.

"Sorry, I'm late!"

Everyone followed the sound, and saw a thin young man with shabby clothes and scars standing at the door!
But no one noticed that the corners of Xue Ze's mouth, who was still smiling, gradually retracted, and his eyes became darker.
(End of this chapter)