Xianjun Raiders Manual [Transmigration Book]

At noon, the carriage finally arrived at Wuya City. Shi Rongyu picked a cheaper inn and asked for two rooms.

"Xiao Ji, where do you live? If you are not selected, I will send you back."

The store brought a small pot of charcoal into the house, and Ji Xi squatted on the ground to enjoy the fire, fiddling with the charcoal with his white fingers, "Let's talk about it later."

Shi Xun is sure to be selected, but he himself is really not sure.

Ji Xi didn't know what to do, and then he made up his mind. If he was not selected, he would go to the Wuya faction to sweep the steps at worst.

Shi Rongyu didn't ask any more questions, he had to go to the gate of the city to line up first, let the two children sleep in the room first, and then go there later.

There were two narrow beds in the room, Shi Xun picked one and climbed up first, then turned his head and said, "Xiao Ji, put out the charcoal fire."

Ji Xi didn't feel sleepy, and said absently, "Go to sleep first, I'll call you later."

Shi Xun was very sleepy, but wanted to talk to Ji Xi, and forced his eyelids: "Xiao Ji, when were you born? I should be older than you."

Ji Xi replied vaguely, "Yes."

"Where are you from? You don't look like anyone around here."

"I come from far away."

Shi Xun yawned, "I hope we can enter the election together and practice together..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and then a slight snoring sounded.

Ji Xi thought to himself, when you join the Wuya faction, you will become Duan You's follower, and I'm afraid you won't be able to remember me then.

The luck against the sky is Duan You's biggest golden finger as the protagonist. Most of the supporting characters in the original book are his fans or younger brothers. If it weren't for Duan You's low emotional intelligence and too straightforward personality, "The World's No. [-] Immortal" could be written as a whole. This harem text.

But these are not the focus of Ji Xi's concern, he just wants to see Mr. Ling'an.

It feels like an idol who has been a fan for a long time is finally coming to hold a meet and greet near me.

The excitement and excitement spread belatedly, Ji Xi pinched the back of his hand, wondering if he was dreaming.

It hurts, it's not a dream.

There was a red mark on the back of his hand, Ji Xi shook his hands, and squatted with his knees hugged, his eyes flickered with charcoal fire.

Could it be that the reason he wore the book was to see Mr. Ling An?

Ji Xi inexplicably remembered his personal comments when he was a fan of Duan Ling's CP.

"Why don't you wear a book and let Mr. Ling'an marry you?"

Ji Xi's face was indifferent, what nonsense are you talking about?How could Mr. Ling An marry a wife?How can you ascend to immortality after marrying a wife?

If the original novel had Mr. Ling An as the main character, it must be a novel without CP.

He thought wildly for a long time, and seeing that it was almost time, he woke up Shi Xun and went to the gate of the city together.

Shi Rongyu had already moved to a higher position in the queue, and saw two people waving for them to pass.

Ji Xi's appearance was outstanding and conspicuous, and he was so used to seeing so many eyes watching him along the way that he turned a blind eye to it.

Shi Xun felt a little uncomfortable, scratching his head and walking into the team.

Most of the people who came to participate in the new recruitment were sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, and they stepped forward one by one to test their spiritual veins.

As a great sect, the Wuya Sect has professors in various fields. As long as there are spiritual veins that can be cultivated, they will send out invitations to start.

After entering the sect, you can learn from a teacher based on your talent.

After learning about this, Ji Xi breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter how bad his luck is, he should have a spiritual vein, right?It's okay to be a registered disciple.

What if he really has an earth-shattering and unparalleled talent.

Shi Xun stepped forward first, and the spirit test stone gave off an earth-colored halo, with a moderate concentration.

"Mid-grade soil type, the next one."

The disciples on the side immediately handed over a sign, which means that they can enter the election after passing the new trick.

Shi Xun excitedly looked at Shi Rongyu, who was all smiles and rubbed his palms together: "Good! Good!"

Ji Xi also smiled, and calmly touched the spirit stone.

- No response.

The corners of Ji Xi's mouth were slightly pressed, and his thick eyelashes drooped, looking lonely and depressed.

Shi Xun felt sorry for him, he couldn't even enter the sect, how could he worship Lord Ling'an as his teacher?

The disciple in charge of recording saw someone standing still without talent. He raised his head and was about to scold him. After seeing Ji Xi's face clearly, his tone softened involuntarily.

"What's going on... Heck, try again? This spirit test stone has been used for many years, maybe it's not very sensitive."

Ji Xi put his hand on the spirit test stone again.

Seeing that there was still no movement, the disciple was very regretful: "It seems..."

Before he finished speaking, the spirit test stone finally emitted a faint green light, which was very weak.

"Low-grade wood type."

Ji Xi finally smiled again, and took the sign: "Thank you."

The disciple couldn't help but comfort him and said, "Even if you are low-rank, you can achieve something with hard work, and some middle-rank talents are actually nothing more than that."

Shi Xun, who is a middle-grade talent, silently glanced at him.

"The Wuya Sect is the number one immortal sect in Xixiang, so it goes without saying about its strength," the disciple showed pride, "I look forward to becoming a fellow sect with you."

Ji Xi curled his lips slightly: "Yes."

On the way back to the inn, Ji Xi flipped through the wooden sign, and there was a line of small characters engraved on the back of the sign: On the [-]th day of this month, take a fairy boat outside the city to go to the sect, and there will be no waiting.

There are still five days before the fifteenth day. These few days can be regarded as a time for all candidates to think about it.

"Xiao Ji, are you going?"

Shi Xun hesitated, not knowing how to express it.

He was afraid that speaking directly would make Ji Xi sad. After all, whoever has no idea can't worship Lord Ling'an as his teacher, and there is still a chance to meet him.

"Go, Lord Ling'an is still waiting for me."

"..." Shi Xun imitated him and said, "I'm going too, the third... the third elder is also waiting for me."

Ji Xi glanced at him: "You are of the earth element, so you cannot go under the sect of the third elder."

Shi Xun: "..."

To learn swordsmanship, pure gold spirit veins are the best. If he remembers correctly, Shi Xun's master is the Fourth Elder, and he learns formations under his sect.

Shi Xun was hit, and seeing that Ji Xi didn't feel sad at all because of his inferior talent, he was impressed by his mentality.

The disciple of the Wuya Sect just now was right, the mid-level talent is indeed nothing more than that, but Ji Xi never complained even if he was a low-level talent, so why not work hard?

Ji Xi asked inexplicably, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"No, it's fine."

Shi Xun rubbed his face, and made up his mind to follow Ji Xi's example and practice hard.

Five days passed quickly, Shi Xun wiped his tears and said goodbye to his father. Once he went to Xianmen, he didn't know when he would be back.

When Shi Xun decided to run for the election, he was mentally prepared, but when it came time to separate, he still felt very reluctant.

Looking at the two of them telling each other to take care of themselves, Ji Xi felt envious, he had never had such an experience before.

Shi Rongyu had to go back on his way, sent them outside the city and drove away in a carriage.

Xianzhou was already waiting outside the city. When the two of them lined up to register, Shi Xun asked with red eyes: "Xiao Ji, were you sad when you left home?"

"Leaving home?" Ji Xi looked bewildered, but quickly regained his composure, "I don't have a home."

Shi Xun didn't know how to answer the conversation, how could ordinary people have no home?

He was afraid of touching Ji Xi's pain, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and it didn't hurt so much to hold back.

The longing for the unknown journey dilutes the sorrow of parting. After entering the fairy boat, Shi Xun looked around excitedly, looking for a room according to the door number plate he received when he came up.

The Wuya Sect deserves to be called a great sect. In this fairy boat, the newly recruited disciples all have one room per person. Although the area is not large, it is enough for use.

Ji Xi lived next door to Shi Xun, and he said "I'll take a break" before entering the room and locking the door.

Shi Xun didn't react, and responded slowly after the door closed.

Inside the room, Ji Xi leaned against the door panel, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

In the past few days, he and Shi Xun slept in the same room, and there were outsiders around, so it was difficult for him to express his emotions, so as not to be too weird.

Now Ji Xi was alone, he walked around the small square table a few times, threw himself on the bed, buried his face and beat the bed.

The cardboard man who has been a fan for so long!He finally!You can see Mr. Ling An with your own eyes!

When the time comes to ask Ling An to sign his hand, I don't know if he will agree.

It would be even better if I could hold hands and hug each other.

Ji Xi turned over, covering his reddish face.

The fairy boat traveled extremely fast, and it took only half a day to arrive at the Wuya faction. The new disciples first rested in the outer courtyard for a noon, and then went directly to the peak to meet the headmaster and elders in the afternoon, and then they could learn from their masters.

There were a total of [-] new disciples in their group. When they were waiting in the open space of the outer courtyard, a few disciples who had already gotten to know each other were talking and laughing loudly.

"I'm a gold-type spirit vein, top-grade," a young man dressed in rich clothes, his eyebrows fluttering, he was very proud, "How about you?"

People responded one after another, most of them were middle-grade, and occasionally there were high-grade ones, all of them were mild spiritual veins of wood or water, and they were not as overbearing and tough as gold.

The young man was even more self-satisfied. He looked at Ji Xi and Shi Xun who had never paid any attention to him, looked up and down their plain and shabby clothes, with contempt in his eyes, but a modest tone and said: "It's nothing unusual, it's only slightly better than Zhongpin. .”

Shi Xun rubbed his belly: "I'm so hungry, Xiao Ji, are you hungry?"

Still immersed in his own thoughts, Ji Xi replied perfunctorily, "Hungry."

"If you want me to say, low-grade talent is better than going home to get a good name, so you don't have to waste time in this fairy gate."

The young man meant something. He heard that there was a low-grade wood type who wanted to be an entry school, so he laughed in private. Now it seems that it is probably between Ji Xi and Shi Xun.

Shi Xun changed his hand to support his head: "In the future, I will be bigu, will I really not feel hungry?"

Ji Xi didn't look sideways: "Yeah."

Seeing no response from the two of them, the young man felt bored, and continued to talk to the others: "I came to the Wuya Sect, and I only want to have one person as my teacher, and that is—"

"Mr. Ling An."

As soon as this remark came out, there were exclamations of "wow" everywhere, and the young man received admiration and admiration in his eyes.

Ji Xi originally turned his back to him, but upon hearing this, he slowly turned his head and stared at him.

The young man's back turned cold when he saw him, and it was the first time he saw his face clearly. He was shocked by his appearance, and said in a slightly timid tone, "Why, what?"

"You want to worship Lord Ling'an as your teacher?"

There was no emotion in Ji Xi's tone, coupled with his slightly squeamish appearance, and his harmless body shape, the young man was quite tough: "Yes, this is my lifelong wish."

Feeling bad, Shi Xun tugged on Ji Xi's sleeve.

Ji Xi's gaze briefly swept over the young man, and his amber pupils blinked: "Oh."

The young man tasted a trace of disgust and ridicule from his eyes, and said angrily, "What do you mean?"

In fact, Ji Xi just thought it was fun. It turned out that there were people who were as delusional as he was. How could Mr. Ling'an accept any more disciples besides Duan You?

"Dare to ask this fellow, what kind of talent is it?" The young man suppressed his anger and asked, "If it is top grade, Yan Xiao has nothing to say."

Ji Xi turned his head back, and said quietly, "Low-grade wood type."

He is the one with low-grade talent.

Yan Xiao's anger disappeared completely, thinking that Ji Xi's words and deeds were mostly due to jealousy of him, raised his eyebrows and said: "Oh, inferior..."

"You don't want to worship Lord Ling'an as your teacher, do you? We are destined to be in the same batch. If there is a chance, I will say a few words for you, and maybe there will be a chance."

He said this vaguely, he clearly wanted to worship Lord Ling'an's sect, but he didn't explain it, and he was extremely rude, people with low-level talents, if they are unlucky, they can't even get along with inner disciples, so there is no chance.

Ji Xi turned his head again, the expression on his face was not affected by what he said, just looked at him, "Oh."

He didn't say much, but Yan Xiao read two words from his eyes: Just you?

The surrounding disciples didn't know, they just felt that Yan Xiao suddenly targeted this disciple, obviously he didn't do anything.

Yan Xiao was extremely depressed, and noticed that other people's attitude towards him had changed, so he swallowed back the words that reached his throat.

Forget it, he is just an inferior disciple, so why argue with him.

And everything that happened to them here was printed in the mysterious mirror and was seen by everyone far away on Chengle Peak.

Second Elder Ren Yuan took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "It happens every year, I'm tired of watching it, when will there be a disciple who will come for me?"

"This gold-type spiritual vein is solid, but this character..." Third Elder Zuoqiu sighed, "That's all, it's another year of nothing."

"Qi Qing, do you have any intention?"

Fourth Elder Zhuo Ziming stroked his chin and winked at Lin Ciqing, "Your eldest apprentice is not here, why not take in a younger apprentice to relieve boredom."

The fifth elder, Lin Ciqing, whose Taoist name is Ling'an, rubbed his fingertips against the wall of the cup, looking at Xuan Jing, wondering what he was thinking.

Seeing that he ignored him, Zhuo Ziming probably refused to accept him, so he went to talk to other people.

The mysterious mirror can project most of the places in the sect, and people with high mana can freely zoom in and out of the field of vision in the spiritual consciousness. Several of them watch together, and each sees their own.

The jet-black eyes only reflected one person, with lighter hair and eye color than ordinary people, skin white as snow, and a delicate and prominent face.

Lin Ciqing looked away, picked up the teacup and took a sip of the cold tea.

The blue bird at the side flew over with fluttering wings, picked up the teapot and wanted to pour tea for him, but Lin Ciqing raised her hand to stop it: "No need."

He tapped on the handrail with his fingers, and after a while he called the blue bird again.

"You go to the sect and the surrounding area to check."

The blue bird's tone suddenly became serious: "Is it the demon world who has made another move?"

"No."

"That……"

"I'm uneasy, I'm afraid something abnormal."

The blue bird responded, flapping its wings and flying away.

The mysterious mirror was still open, Lin Ciqing glanced again, frowning slightly, and left Chengle Peak in a flash.

The author has something to say: Ji · Du Wei Fan · Xi: No one deserves to be Ling Anjun's apprentice, and neither do I.

Lin Ciqing (in deep thought): Why is my heart beating so fast?

Thank you for your waiting~ Touched (≧3≦)/, I hope you won’t be disappointed

感谢在2020-02-1822:25:18~2020-02-1921:56:08期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Man Tian Xing Qi, Nuo Er, and Brother Gongzi 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：九凊38瓶；总是饿的胖子20瓶；泽均、念舟、一曲流殇叹10瓶；莫小柒9瓶；7267、江澄如练6瓶；beyoundfriengship、莫虚5瓶；予杭h、南客忘归2瓶；素森、小恶魔1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!