The male god of quick time travel, give me face

Chapter 1045 The Origin (39)

When we arrived at the registration point of Wan Xuzong, even though it was almost dusk, there were still quite a few people queuing up.

Those who have practiced and those who have not practiced will stand in a team. The monks who have reached the Jindan stage will stand in the same team regardless of their age. Finally, those who are under 20 years old and above the Nascent Soul stage will be in the same team.

It is not common for people under the age of 20 to reach the Nascent Soul stage, but after Wan Xuzong recruited disciples, they sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

Luo Xing saw that there were at least a hundred people in line, and turned to look at An Chengye, "Brother Ten, were there so many people in line on the day you signed up?"

"Ah."

Ok?
Well, it's over?Are you going to say something else, and introduce the situation?
Seeing that An Chengye had no consciousness of being a tour guide, Luo Xing actually had little patience for the man next to him, so he took a deep breath and lined up quietly.

There were people from Loucheng in the team who saw Luo Xing and An Chengye wearing golden An family disciple uniforms. They didn't know Luo Xing, but a few of them recognized An Chengye with a cold face.

Several people looked at each other, and Fu Ling came to An Chengye and Luo Xing after registering.

"Hey, who is this? Isn't this the talented young master who is the direct descendant of the An family? Why didn't you register the first time? Are you here to try your luck again?"

"The mutated ice spirit root can't be reported, I'm afraid it's not because of the cultivation, but because of the character."

"Here is someone wearing a mask. I heard that a junior from the An family entered the city today. His face is very ugly. Could it be you?"

"An ugly monster can join any sect without fear of scaring people."

As the man said, he suddenly reached out to take off the mask on Luo Xing's face.

Luo Xing shook his hand, and there was an extra folding fan in his hand.

She opened the folding fan to block the monk's hand, and spun the hand holding the fan twice to knock the monk out.

"If virtue is really recorded in the evaluation, and you guys come here to ridicule me, I'm afraid you will be the first to be kicked out of the registration list."

The cultivator fell to the ground and was humiliated. He got up and called the people around him to attack Luo Xing.

This is the Wanxu Sect's registration point. There are Wanxu Sect disciples here to maintain order, and a few troublemakers are politely asked to leave.

The monks were not reconciled, they gave Luo Xing a dark look, and left quickly.

Wan Xuzong was quite efficient in handling things, and Luo Xing waited for a quarter of an hour before it was her turn.

She put her hand on the spirit stone used by Wan Xuzong to test her cultivation, and carefully controlled the spiritual power in her body to enter the spirit stone. The spirit stone lit up, but the light was not strong, and the words "National Soul Early Stage" were displayed on it, and the light disappeared.

Luo Xing withdrew her hand, watched the disciples of Wanxu Sect write her cultivation level behind her name on the roster, and knowing that it was ready, she left the team and returned.

On the way back, Luo Xing ran into those people who made trouble before in a forest.

A few people rushed out and hacked down Luo Xing and An Chengye with their knives without saying a word.

Luoxing hugged An Luohao and escaped, while An Chengye stepped forward to greet him.

An Chengye's spiritual roots mutated and changed from a water spirit body to an ice spiritual root. His cultivation progressed as fast as before. He was already in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. He had the upper hand against several people with the same cultivation level because of his mutated spiritual roots.

Several monks worked together to draw with An Chengye, and had no time to care about Luo Xing and An Luohao.

An Luohao looked down through the leaves, "Brother, so many people beat Brother Ten, why don't we help?"

"Your tenth brother is amazing, these people are not his opponents at all, there is no need to help."

"Oh." An Luohao nodded, and said for a while, "Brother, what is that black smoke?"

Black smoke?

Luo Xing looked down and saw several monks holding unknown black powder and throwing it towards An Chengye. When the powder met the ice condensed by An Chengye, the ice melted instantly. With an ice attack Be weakened.

Luo Xing was hesitating whether to go down when he saw An Chengye took out a flying sword engraved with golden patterns and stabbed several people.

The speed with which he drew his sword was so fast that those people were caught off guard and suffered some injuries to some extent.

The An family was originally a swordsman, and he lived and lived with the way of the sword. It is not surprising that An Chengye practiced swordsmanship so well.

After fighting for a while, several people knew that they could not beat them. One of them ran to the corner and took out a signal smoke and threw it into the air.

Luo Xing raised his hand, and the barrier was sent out in an instant, blocking the signal smoke, "Equal cultivation, fair competition, I don't blame you for bullying the few at this time, isn't it too much to call foreign aid?"

Luo Xing spoke aloud, and they seemed to have just remembered that there was a person next to him whose cultivation was lower than An Chengye's. They caught him, were they afraid that An Chengye would not kneel down and beg for mercy?

Several people looked at each other, and with a tacit understanding, two people were separated to attack Luo Xing.

The eyebrows under Luoxing's mask were slightly raised, and with a wave of his hand, he hit the two of them to the ground and vomited blood.

Several monks: "..."

An Chengye: "..."

An Chengye didn't expect that Luo Xing, a Nascent Soul, would be stronger than him in the early stage, and could seriously injure people without even moving. Before Luo Xing said that he would teach him, he scoffed, but now he found that this boy who was several hours older than him , really qualified to teach him.

Seeing that there was no one to fight anymore, Luo Xing jumped down from the tree with An Luohao in his arms, "If you don't leave, I'm going to take action."

The signal flares were easily stopped, and the few people who couldn't find help were no match for them and retreated decisively.

An Luohao looked at Luoxing with admiration, "Brother is so amazing. Please teach me how to practice in the future. I want to be as powerful as my brother."

Luo Xing scratched An Luohao's little nose, "That would be a lot of trouble."

"Haoer is not afraid of hardship."

"Then I'll teach you how to draw Qi into your body tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay, I like my brother the most."

An Luohao leaned closer, and kissed Luo Xing's face with a jerk.

An Chengye put away the flying sword, tidied up his clothes, walked to Luo Xing, and walked side by side with Luo Xing. He wanted to ask Luo Xing why the blow just now was so powerful, but he had refused what Luo Xing taught him before. At this moment, I am embarrassed to speak.

The two of them walked a long distance, Luo Xing glanced sideways slightly, "Tenth brother, I will give Hao'er an enlightenment tomorrow, do you want to come and help me?"

"what?"

It's not that I didn't hear clearly, it's that I'm busy.

An Chengye's speech can be as short as it can be, and Luo Xing doesn't mind this small detail, so he passed him a step, "Help watch his performance in class, children are curious about everything, and feel fresh now, When it comes time to practice, you may not be able to sit still."

An Chengye paused, hesitated for a while, and finally agreed, "...OK."

Luo Xing smiled, took out the flying sword, and flew forward.

An Chengye followed closely, all the way to the gate of Loucheng, and the two people got off the flying sword.

As night approaches, Loucheng enters its busiest time, with more monks entering the city than during the day.

(End of this chapter)