Chapter Seventy-Five: Lin Chuan, who has no image
The square seems to be cut off by a high mountain, and the entire top presents a very smooth plane, covered by a thick layer of bluestone slabs, and bursts of mist are blown by the mountain wind, permeating the air, making the surrounding clouds and mist ethereal, like a fairyland.
The fairy sword controlled by Lin Qi landed smoothly in a corner of the square, and then beckoned everyone to step down from the sword qi, and after instructing everyone to rest and wait in place, he walked towards a high platform in the field.
Lin Chuan and the others looked curiously at this legendary immortal land, only to feel that bursts of rich aura flowed in the limbs of the body with his breathing, constantly washing the impurities in the body, the air was fresh and clean, with a touch of soil and trees, making Lin Chuan feel particularly comfortable.
From time to time, there are other people driving the fairy sword to fall, and there are more or less people standing on it, but they are all newcomers who have passed this assessment, and everyone is full of curiosity about this place, and they look around in surprise and apprehension.
"It seems that Lin Qi's immortal sword is not his own, but the Lin family's gift to transport us disciples!" Qin Lang whispered on the side.
"Where is the fairy sword so easy to get, and you also know that the monk's magic weapons are all contained in the dantian, and his one is obviously taken out of the storage ring, if it is not a rich and noble person, how can he have this kind of fairy sword at this time." Lin Chuan said casually.
"That's right." Qin Lang nodded.
Not long after, another sword light fell, less than ten meters away from Lin Chuan's side, it was the group that had called Lin Chuan's name outside the formation before, and more than sixty teenagers walked down from it after the sword qi dissipated.
The leading foundation-building period monk glanced at Lin Chuan meaningfully, then turned around and walked towards the high platform in the field, which seemed to be the place where they and the foundation-building period monks gathered.
"Hey, brother, how many newcomers have passed this assessment in your hunting ground?" A familiar young man glanced curiously at the square around him, and then walked towards Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan turned around and looked, except for Zhang Leyang, Han Qing and the others, everyone else was standing far away, as if they were afraid that Lin Chuan would suddenly kill someone.
Too lazy to pay attention to those people, Lin Chuan was looking for someone to know about the situation in other hunting grounds, and if someone sent it to the door himself, of course he would not refuse.
"Twenty-seven people have passed, what about your hunting grounds?" Lin Chuan walked over and started talking to the young man.
"Almost, only about thirty people!" The boy said.
Lin Chuan glanced at the more than sixty people not far away suspiciously, and at the same time remembered that the sword qi he saw outside the formation before should be about thirty people, and the number of people here seemed to be more than half.
"You don't seem to have the right number, huh?" Lin Chuan expressed his doubts.
"Oh, you said this, we are from the No. 45 Hunting Ground, and because there was something wrong with the fairy sword of the No. 46 Hunting Ground halfway, we transferred people to our side." The teenager explained.
Lin Chuan nodded clearly, and said in his heart that no wonder this group of people would land on his side, it turned out that it was because of the relationship between the numbers next to each other.
In the distance, the newcomer of the No. 44 Hunting Ground looked at Lin Chuan chatting with people with a strange face, and smiled from time to time, making these people's jaws almost drop, is this still the legendary white-haired killing god?
Yang Chen stood aside, gritting his teeth and looking at all this, if it weren't for Lin Chuan, he Yang Chen would definitely be the leader of the No. 44 Hunting Ground, but now that Lin Chuan was messed with like this, his identity would be extremely embarrassing.
Originally, he was very strong, and he would definitely be the one who held the moon in the stars, but because of his hostile relationship with Lin Chuan, no one dared to stand with him now, for fear of angering Lin Chuan, and even the two people in his group were a little afraid to distance themselves from him.
Looking at the other teams, basically every group of people has an object that is sought after by everyone, those people are either the strongest, or they have won the first place in the hunting grounds, attracting others to cling to him, and he, who is destined to become a core disciple, is ignored and disliked like a salted fish.
"Lin Chuan......" Yang Chen squeezed out the name from between his teeth, and finally took a deep breath and turned to leave, out of sight and out of mind!
"By the way, brother, what's your name? My name is Chen Mo! Look at your white hair and white eyes, why haven't I seen you before? The young man named Chen Mo asked.
"My name is Lin Chuan, I haven't been here for long since I came to the Lin family, it's normal that you haven't seen it!" Lin Chuan said casually.
"You are Lin Chuan, the Lin Chuan called by our foundation building monks?" Chen Mo looked at the white-haired young man opposite in surprise.
"Didn't he say he recognized the wrong person, I'm not the person he knew!" Lin Chuan casually fooled over.
The two seemed to be troublesome to stand and chat, and they didn't know when they sat on the ground and sat on the bluestone square, talking and laughing.
Lin Chuan doesn't have the slightest demeanor of a master, anyway, he was a dick in his previous life, why do he have to pretend to be rich and handsome, of course, he will also be serious when he fights, but he looks like a fool of the newcomers in the No. 44 hunting ground.
However, on the other hand, the newcomers on Chen Mo's side liked Lin Chuan's approachability, and unknowingly gathered more than a dozen people to sit on the ground and chat, forming an extremely weird picture.
The newcomers from the No. 44 hunting ground, who were supposed to be around Lin Chuan, were standing far away at the moment, looking at Lin Chuan with a strange expression, but it was another group of newcomers from the hunting ground, constantly gathering to Lin Chuan's side, chatting about various topics.
What made people even more speechless was that they didn't know that the disciple took out the barbecued spirit meat from the storage bag, and the newcomers began to chat while eating without any image, so they almost took out the wine and made another punch.
"Your group is picking the Red Flame Red Lotus, and our special task here is to collect Qingling Grass, which is also an elixir in the foundation building period, but it grows on the cliffs, it is difficult to collect, and there are very few people who really get it, and most of them are collected by those high-level monks who entered later."
"It is said that this assessment is very difficult, and only half of the people who passed it were in the past, and there were only more than 40,000 people in total."
"I don't know how many people will be directly promoted to inner disciples this time, but they have directly skipped ordinary disciples, and it is estimated that it will be difficult for anyone to reach it."
"At most, there are about a hundred people, that is, the number one person in each hunting ground is possible, and don't think about the rest."
Everyone was talking about this assessment, and they were still eating barbecue in their mouths, perhaps because of the vast scope of their No. 45 hunting ground and the fact that there were few hostile situations between each other, their mutual mustard was much better than that of No. 44 hunting ground.
Lin Chuan even feasted on the barbecue, the barbecue in the heart path cultivation realm was even more delicious than the barbecue in the previous life, it was pure natural and pollution-free, it was still game, and it was still wild meat that would be cultivated, and he was full of oil when he ate it, and he had no image.
Qin Langbu Trainer and the others looked at Lin Chuan with a look of lovelessness, and said in their hearts, have you not eaten for a long time? Can you still look like a genius and demon, look at the masters of other people's families, one by one Yushu is in the wind, graceful, handsome and upright, and then look at their own Lin Chuan, they suddenly have a feeling of wanting to hide away, but they didn't explain to the disgusted people who looked at me that I don't know this product!