Master, let's not make an appointment

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A burst of presumptuous laughter broke the dream of fooling around.

Hu Nong looked down in astonishment, and it turned out to be the group of black-clothed disciples who caused the commotion in the spirit testing field just now.

These people were all fourteen or fifteen-year-old boys, and one of them, a young man with a jade-like face, stood out among the crowd, standing out from the crowd.

He saw a muscular young man in the group take a step towards the jade-like young man.

"Congratulations to Young Master Ling! Three spiritual roots have been measured!"

There was a glint of haze in the eyes of the young man surnamed Ling, his face was a little unhappy, he frowned and shouted: "What's the point of congratulations on the mere three spirit roots!!" I thought that ordinary peasant women were all three spirit roots, and Ling, who was a dignified immortal cultivator, The young master's aptitude is comparable to this kind of person, it's a joke to say it.

The well-built young man thought that his failure to flatter him would actually offend the young master, so he took a step back as soon as he turned his eyes, so he didn't dare to make a sound.

Seeing this situation, the other teenagers pursed their mouths, making no effort to hide the gloating mockery on their faces.

After another half a cup of tea, more and more boys and girls entered the hall.

Seeing the middle-aged male cultivator walk up to the upper seat in the main hall and take out a jade plate, there is a beautiful female cultivator standing beside him in charge of recording, and the male cultivator said loudly:

"Nangongsha, female, 11 years old, water spirit root, a disciple of the outer sect."

"Qiu Yun, female, 15 years old, fire spirit root, wood spirit root. Entered Xue Xuefeng as inner disciple."

"Luo Dayi, male, 17 years old, with dual spiritual roots of water and fire. Under the sect of Elder Xuan."

"Ling Shaolan, male, 15 years old, with the three spiritual roots of thunder, fire and earth. Taught by the master himself, he is an introductory disciple of the master!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of breathing around.

Hu Nong took advantage of everyone's astonishment and turned over from the cross post secretly.As soon as he stepped into the crowd, he received a meaningful look from Ling Shaolan.

Hu Nong didn't know what the boy meant, just now he heard their conversation, and felt a little uneasy in his heart. .

"Hu Nong, female, 39 years old, three spiritual roots of ice, thunder and fire. Under the sect of Elder Qingchen!"

"Wait!" Hu Nong was in a hurry, and impulsively took a step forward!

This time, the middle-aged cultivator holding a white jade plate took a step forward, and looked at the unwilling woman with doubts. The female cultivator who was in charge of recording said in surprise, "Do you have any objections to this arrangement?"

Nong Nong, who wanted to keep a low profile, got out of the crowd and saluted the two monks.He said earnestly: "I have heard that Elder Yuan Hong's Taoism is profound, and his prestige is famous all over the world. Let me admire you! I can see you today, and my reputation is indeed well-deserved. I greatly comfort my selfish admiration. I hope you two will pass on the word to Master Yuan Hong, In the next day, I wish to be a disciple under his disciples!!"

The male monk who recorded did not answer immediately, but paused for a while, frowned, and his sharp eyes seemed to see through the trick: "In that case, you step back first, and I will arrange other disciples first, and then talk to you." Elder Yuan Hong discussed it."

The nonsense rhetoric seemed to have aroused dissatisfaction among the crowd, a black-clothed disciple bowed his head and spit out: "This man really doesn't know what is good or bad, you must know that Elder Qingchen is a god-given four-spiritual root cultivator who has cultivated in just a few decades. The fourth rank of the soul master is a full rank higher than that elder Yuanhong! What a blind man, what an honor it is to be accepted by Master Qingchen, this person is so ignorant of praise!"

"Master Yuanhong heard that he is the oldest elder of the Lingxian Sect. He has a high status, so he is probably quite powerful?" A female disciple approached and asked with a blushing face.

"Where is..."

"..."

Hu Nong twitched the corner of his mouth and let others comment, but she ignored it, turned around and stood quietly in a corner of the hall.

"Ouyang Qing, female, 13 years old, wood spirit root, an outer disciple."

"Qu Wan, female, 17 years old, water spirit root, wood spirit root. Entering Mozhe Peak is an inner disciple."

"Hu Jing, male, 12 years old, with dual spiritual roots of water and soil. Under the sect of Elder Ruxuan."

"Ye Tan, male, 15 years old, Lei Lingen. An outer disciple!"

"ever....."

After another delay, the disciples in the entire main hall were assigned to various small peaks one after another.

The male cultivator who managed the records saw that all the young disciples had made arrangements, and then he said again, "Now, fellow Daoist Hu Nong, come with me. The others will follow Senior Sister Ziyun's instructions to find their own places, and gather here tomorrow morning. "

Hearing this, a group of people stepped forward and surrounded the female monk who was taking notes. There was only one black-clothed disciple standing outside the crowd, staring at Hu Nong with dark eyes.

"Young Master Ling, what's wrong?" A young disciple in black approached Ling Shaolan.

"This nonsense is cunning." Ling Shaolan replied indifferently, seeing the black-clothed disciple stunned there, she said again: "Elder Yuan Hong's skill is not as strong as Elder Qingchen's, but he has a lot of fairy weapons in his hand , Ancient Cheats."

"Ah? If he falls under Elder Yuan Hong's sect, wouldn't he get a big deal?" the handsome black-clothed disciple muttered.

Ling Shaolan waved her hand, put the young man on the shoulders and walked into the crowd, no longer entangled in this matter.

Outside the main hall, Hu Nong saluted the male monk, "Thank you, brother."

The male monk glanced at the woman in front of him roughly, his posture was calm and imposing, which made people feel a little bit of goodwill.

"Junior Sister Hu doesn't need to be too polite. This is my job."

While talking, the male cultivator took out a fairy sword and said, "You don't know how to use the sword yet, let me take you for a ride today with the fairy sword."

"Thank you, brother!" Hu Nong stared blankly and nodded in agreement. .

"Where are you going?" A cold voice seemed to fall from the clouds.

Following the voice, a white figure floated over, but Hu Nong's movement of raising his head was a little stiff because of this figure, she didn't expect Qingchen to come so fast.

Qingchen noticed the foolish look on his face, and sneered, "What? I can't come?"

Hearing this, the male cultivator hurriedly took a step forward: "Greetings to Elder Qingchen!"

"Free gift!"

"Where are you going?" Two people need to ride a fairy sword together!!! Qingchen stared at Hu Nong's timid body, feeling not very good.

"This..." Nanxiu hesitated and glanced at Hu Nong.

"I want to apprentice! I beg him to take me to see Elder Yuan Hong!" Hu Nong stepped forward to block the hesitant male cultivator.

"..." Qingchen didn't expect to hear such a sentence. . .His face froze. . .

"What did you say? Say it again!" Qingchen's eyes became a little colder, and the masseter muscles of his jaw protruded, as if he wanted to eat people.

Hu Nong bit his lip, and said in a low voice timidly: "I want to worship Elder Yuan Hong as my teacher."

"..." Qingchen was so angry that he laughed out loud, "Okay...okay...I'll take you to see that Yuanhong..."

Qing Chen's words exploded like a muffled thunder on Hu Nong's head. Because of the muffled sound, it slammed into Hu Nong's heart like a heavy pneumatic hammer. . . .It's not enough to make a fool of yourself. .

"Come here!" Qingchen stared at Hu Nong, trying his best to suppress the grief and anger that was rushing all over his body. This guy wanted to run away from him again! Exactly the same situation, this guy never cared about himself!!!

Hu Nong trembled and looked away, not daring to look into Qingchen's hurt eyes.

Qing Chen jerked his right hand and hugged Hu Nong full of arms. His strong posture made people dare not disobey him!

With his left hand, he drew out the fairy sword to activate the aura. .

Hu Nong leaned against Qingchen's arms dejectedly, listening to the dull heartbeat. . .

Qingchen didn't say a word. . .It was as cold as if what he was holding in his arms was just a lifeless instrument. . .

☆、Chapter 47

Yu Jian takes about half a cup of tea.

The scenery in front of Hu Nong suddenly brightened, and the spiritual flowers all over the mountains and plains swayed with the wind.