Chapter 242: Black Level
Qingying smiled and asked rhetorically, "What's your name?"
The thin young man licked his lips and forcibly made a proud look: "My name is Lei Cheng, what about you?"
Lei Cheng didn't introduce any other information, and Xiu Wei didn't say anything, although he was seen by Qingying at a glance.
The eighth-layer cultivation of the Wuyuan Realm.
Among the more than 13,000 people, there are as many elemental masters as the ninth layer of the Wuyuan Realm, and there are even thousands of powerhouses in the Yuanyuan Realm.
On this occasion, he didn't dare to casually say about his cultivation, which in his own land, he might be proud of, or even one of the best geniuses.
But here, this kind of cultivation is nothing.
This was a serious blow to his self-confidence, and although he withstood it with a strong mind, he still had palpitations.
His head told him that in order to gain a foothold, he had to gather people, and it was better to form a small group quickly so that he could deal with some simple incidents.
Qingying immediately saw through what this teenager was thinking, he didn't expose it, this should be what most teenagers think.
"My name is Qingying. ”
Qingying nodded, his voice had a special feeling, and it seemed to make people feel a little comfortable.
Lei Chenggan smiled and nodded, and the god reached out to shake hands with Qingying.
Qingying was a little strange, but it was hard to refuse, so she had to reach out and gently shake it and withdraw her palm.
Lei Cheng was slightly stunned, Qingying experienced the changes in the body of the second dragon, and the whole person seemed to be sublimated, and his skin was a lot smoother.
The feeling of light and clean skin made Lei Cheng wonder if he had touched a girl's hand.
Seeing Qingying's strange gaze, Lei Cheng knew that he was out of shape, and coughed dryly: "Brother Qingying, I think how about inviting you to form a group with us? You can also call your friends together." ”
Qingying thought for a moment, then shook her head.
He didn't like this kind of group very much, and his inner resistance made him subconsciously want to stay away from this relationship.
Lei Cheng sighed and didn't say anything, after all, people have their own ambitions, and he can't force them, anyway, there are so many teenagers here, and they can always find like-minded people.
Watching Lei Cheng leave with regret, Qingying was touched in his heart.
For such a long time, the Star Hall did not make any moves, and it seemed that it was intended to let them get acquainted with each other.
Qingying looked around, and the colorful clothes dazzled him for a while.
It seems that if you want to find Xingchatian, you can only wait until the end.
The square is huge, more than enough to accommodate 10,000 people, and in the distance, the square will give the illusion that you can't see the end at a glance.
Far away, he could see a huge tower standing tall, presumably it was the Moyun Tower.
The ground of the entire square is made of white jade, which is tightly sealed, and it seems that the whole square is a complete piece of white jade.
The sky is blue, and the white clouds are long.
The surrounding spirit grass swayed, exuding an elegant brilliance.
The entire Star Hall exuded brilliant light.
What surprised Qingying the most was that the intensity of the elements here was at least three times that of the Black Fire Continent.
In other words, if he cultivated here, his cultivation speed would also be three times faster.
Is this the so-called resources of the continent? Qingying was shocked in his heart, if the Black Fire Continent also had this kind of rich element, I am afraid that the strongest person in the continent would not be as simple as the simple Infiltration Yuan Realm.
As the sky turned blue, and finally slowly turned orange, three young people suddenly appeared in mid-air.
"Quiet. ”
The light and fluttering sound seems to spread to every corner.
The voice faded until it faded away.
"Hello, freshmen, the three of us are your mentors at this stage, and we will let you get acquainted with the rhythm and life of the Star Hall as soon as possible. Let me introduce myself, my name is Drunken Kite, and the two next to me are Zheng Linghe and Zuo Fuju. Now, do you see the seniors around you? They will show you to find your accommodation. White-level disciples and black-level disciples stayed. Others, can be disbanded. ”
The drunken kite looked like a young man in his twenties, with an indifferent expression, light clouds, white clothes and black hair, and Qingying couldn't help but have a trace of yearning in his eyes.
As the three instructors landed on the ground, the surrounding trainees quickly dispersed into a huge space.
At this time, the seniors who were instructed began to sort out the personnel in an orderly manner.
These seniors are not doing day jobs, each elementalist's time is very precious, there are thousands of veteran students here, otherwise they really can't quickly deal with these headless fly-like freshmen.
In the end, the crowd dispersed, and Qingying found that in the vast square, in addition to the three mentors, counting him, and the Xingchatian who was approaching in the distance, there were only nine people.
Black-level students, is there so little?
Approaching the three mentors, Qingying glanced at the others.
Except for two teenagers who seem to be twin brothers, the rest are all handsome people.
"Open your cloud scrolls and show them to me, one by one. The drunken kite muttered, motioning for the side close to him to start first, as he reached out and drew a barrier that enveloped everyone present.
This is also to avoid the use of means, but the cloud scroll, is impossible to change.
The first one is the twin brother with blue eyes, and Qingying doesn't quite know if this is an older brother or a younger brother.
The young man's eyes were clear, his body was slender, and he took out the cloud roll at random, spread out the roll, and the drunken kite muttered in a low voice.
"Xuan Yao, the thirty-fifth layer of Moyun Pagoda, the first floor of the Seeping Yuan Realm, fourteen years old, a black-level disciple...... Okay, next. ”
A hint of surprise flashed in the drunken kite's eyes, he didn't know the process of the trial, he only knew that there seemed to be a lot of black-level students this time, so he applied to come and have a look.
This student is a little too strong, but in this way he can be called a black-level disciple.
The second boy looks very similar to Xuan Yao, the biggest difference is that his pupils are brown and yellow, and his figure is obviously stronger.
"Xuan Crack, the thirty-fifth floor of Moyun Pagoda, the first floor of the Seeping Yuan Realm, fourteen years old, a black-level disciple. ”
After being mentally prepared, the drunken kite has been able to control his emotions well.
The next one was a black-haired boy who didn't seem to like to talk, the boy had short energetic hair, pursed his lips, and his slender fingers were lightly touched.
"Mo Hyun, the thirty-seventh layer of Moyun Pagoda, the third layer of the Infiltration Yuan Realm, fourteen years old, a black-level disciple. ”
The drunken kite nodded, this talent is indeed dazzling enough.
The next one was the only girl.
The girl's hands are like soft wattles, her skin is like clotted fat, her teeth are like rhinoceros, and her head is like a moth eyebrow. A long fiery red hair, waist-length, casually draped behind his head. The delicate little face is as cold as frost, and the red pupils contain indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.
The girl stretched out her hand a little, and the cloud scroll opened instantly.
"Ling Shuang, the thirty-eighth layer of Moyun Pagoda, the third layer of the Seeping Yuan Realm, fourteen years old, a black-level disciple. ”
Qingying felt the heat in his palm, and it came again.