"Xuanli, none. ”

Looking at the shiny and even somewhat dazzling three words on the test Xuanli stone tablet, the young man smiled bitterly, with a touch of self-deprecation at the corner of his mouth, and his hands were clenched into fists, because the force was too great, causing some sharp nails to be inserted into the palms, bringing bursts of pain.

"Dragon Venerable, Xuanli, None, can't become a cultivator. Next to the test Xuanli stele, a middle-aged man with a short beard glanced at the information revealed on the stele, and announced it in an indifferent tone.

The middle-aged man's words had just blurted out, and unsurprisingly caused a commotion among the crowd in the square.

"Xuanli, no, hehe, as I expected, our Long family's waste still hasn't cultivated Xuanli. ”

"This waste shouldn't have come here, it's a shame for our Long family. ”

"Lao Tzu is a hero, tsk, it's a pity, he has been a hero all his life, but he gave birth to such a waste, not only embarrassing him Lao Tzu, but even us are embarrassed together. ”

"Who says it isn't, if it weren't for the fact that his father had made a lot of contributions to the Long family back then, this kind of waste should have been expelled from the Long family a long time ago and left to fend for itself, where could he still be allowed to eat and drink for nothing for so many years. ”

"His father has made meritorious contributions, but the incident back then was also caused by his father, and it was not our entire Long family that wiped his ass in the end. ”

"Okay, let's not say a word, Long Zun, this child has no father and no mother since he was a child, which is actually quite pitiful. ”

The disdainful ridicule, regretful sighs and sympathies that came from all around him fell on the ears of Long Zun, who was standing in place like a wooden stake, like sharp thorns piercing his heart, making him breathe slightly short.

He slowly raised his head, revealing a somewhat delicate and immature face, and those dark eyes swept over the peers around him who mocked him, and there was a trace of bitterness on his face.

Listening to the ridicule of his peers around him, and smiling bitterly, Long Zun turned around lonely, and quietly returned to the last row, his lonely figure seemed to be out of place with the surrounding crowd.

"Next, Ryuzhong. The middle-aged man shouted.

A young man of the same age as Long Zun slowly walked out of the team, his hands behind his back, a look of arrogance on his face, and his nostrils were eager to turn to the sky.

Seeing the young man walk out of the team, the discussion in the vicinity was much quieter, and a pair of flattering eyes were firmly locked on the young man.

The young man walked to the stone tablet where the Xuanli was tested unhurriedly, stretched out a pair of fleshy and fat hands with ease, pasted it on the stone tablet that tested the Xuanli, and then slowly closed his eyes.

In the moment he closed his eyes, a cyan light suddenly rose from the stone tablet that had been standing still.

"Xuanli, the eighth order of martial arts. ”

"Dragon heavy, Xuanli level, martial apprentice eighth order. ”

With the shouts of the short-bearded middle-aged man, Long Chong's fat face trembled and smiled, revealing a smug smile.

"Tsk, the sixth order of martial apprentices, worthy of being the son of the patriarch, is really amazing, unlike a certain waste in the family, who can't even cultivate Xuanli, and is embarrassed to take the stage test. ”

"I remember that last year, Long Chongcai was a sixth-order martial apprentice, and it was only a year, and he was already an eighth-order martial apprentice, and if he continued to cultivate like this, it would not take him two years, and he would definitely enter the realm of warriors. ”

Xuanli is divided into nine realms: martial apprentice, samurai, martial artist, great martial artist, martial artist, martial artist, martial king, martial emperor, and martial saint, and each realm is divided into nine small realms.

Hearing the bursts of praise coming from the crowd, the young man's face became more and more smug and vanity, a temptation that most people could not resist.

Long Zhong walked down the high platform with the stone monument and walked slowly towards the middle of the procession, and just halfway through, he suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on the lonely figure at the end of the procession.

He snorted faintly in his nose, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked upward, and his eyes were full of mockery when he looked at the figure of Long Zun in the distance.

Although Long Zun didn't raise his head, he could feel the deep disdain in Long Chong's eyes, but he only pursed his lips with disdain in his heart, consuming a lot of resources of the Long family, he was only a martial artist of the eighth order, and he didn't know where the sense of superiority came from.

If you want to talk about superiority, you can only say that he has a good father, and Long Xingguan, the head of the Long family, is his father, otherwise there are so many people, who would tout a cultivator in the realm of martial disciples.

Then he smiled bitterly again, knowing that Long Chong could still cultivate Xuan Force, and he didn't know how much stronger than himself, a waste who couldn't cultivate Xuan Force.

Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, he sighed, and stood at the end of the line, only to be more lonely.

"Next, Long Xiangyu. The middle-aged man waited for the dragon to return to the group and continued to shout.

......

One by one, all the teenagers in the square walked up from the stone monument that tested the Xuanli one by one, and waited until the last teenage girl finished testing the Xuanli, and the middle-aged man closed the book in his hand.

"Okay, you will each go back in a while, those with high Xuanli realm, don't get carried away, keep working hard at all times, cultivation is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. Don't be discouraged if you have a low Xuanli realm, as long as you work hard to cultivate, you may not have a chance to catch up with those who are higher than you in the realm this year, okay, let's disperse!"

After speaking, the middle-aged man took the book in his hand, walked down the high platform quickly, and in a flash, his figure disappeared into the square.

Seeing the middle-aged man leave, the team in the square dispersed in an uproar, gathering in groups of three or five, chattering and complimenting each other, but the circle with the largest number of people still has to count Long Chong's side.

Although his cultivation is not high in the crowd in the square, he has a good father, and there are many people who want to slap him.

The number of people in each small circle is more or less, and the minimum is two or three people who get together.

There was only one person in the square, standing alone on the stone floor of the square, with no one around him, and it seemed to be cut off from the fiery crowd around him.

Looking at the crowd of people around him, Long Zun smiled bitterly, shook his figure stretched by the setting sun, and walked towards the square alone.

After burying his head and walking a few steps, he felt that his eyes were dark, and it seemed to be clouded, and he slowly raised his head and saw Long Chong blocking his way with a few teenagers who were also testing his Xuan power in the square.

"Waste, where is this going!" the corners of Long Chong's mouth hooked upward, blocking Long Zun's way with a hint of playfulness.

Long Zun glanced up at him, did not speak, leaned to the side, trying to bypass him, but unfortunately, as soon as he took a step, he was stopped by Long Chong's outstretched arm.

"What are you doing so fast? Or I'm scary and don't want to stay a little longer, haha. ”

Accompanied by the arrogant laughter, several teenagers who came with Long Zhong gathered around at the right time and formed a small circle, just besieging Long Zun in the middle.

Seeing that Long Zun couldn't get away, Long Chong, who felt good about himself, picked up a young man who was blocking in front of him, and pulled the placket of Long Zun's front shirt with his hand, "How about thinking about what I told you before, is it time to give me an answer." ”

As early as when he saw Long Chong leading people to block the way, Long Zun knew why Long Chong came from, all because of the elixir in his hand that was more than a hundred years old.

However, he didn't plan to give this elixir to anyone, because it was his last hope for cultivating Xuan Li.

PS: A collection and a recommendation are the source of the writer's motivation, and a thousand words are turned into six words, asking for collections and recommendations. ^_^