Chapter 138: It's a Man and a Sword

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect is one of the top ten sects in the Dongqing Continent, even if there are few disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Root, there are not a few who receive it every year, and it is even more so in the year of the Great Move, after all, if you want to go long on the path of cultivation, it is not only the good spiritual root that can be decided, how many Heavenly Pride Sons have finally folded in the middle of the road, no one can say clearly.

Therefore, Luo Lin, the Heavenly Spirit Root, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect attaches both importance to and does not attach importance to it, but in the end, Shisha City is a poor place, and the Heavenly Spirit Root is rare, which is rarer than the Heavenly Spirit Root from the land of the sect.

The most important thing is that although I know that the Qingling Realm will usher in a great change, and the whirlpool of the great change is on the Kudu Sea not far from Shisha City, no one knows when the moment of fusion will be.

The high-level monks of each sect are actually not in Shisha City, but since they have borrowed the momentum of Shisha City, they naturally want to shelter one or two, which is why the major sects have set their sect camping sites in Shisha City.

Although the high-level monks are not there, there are many sect stations for the Yuan Infant and the monks who turn into gods, whether they are the Ten Thousand Swords Sect or other sects.

At the same time, most of the monks of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are sword cultivators, and sword cultivators have always had no distractions, only cultivating one sword, one sword gives birth to one sword, and their temperament is pure, and they are easy to enter the realm of selflessness.

And the current situation is special, and it is not advisable to be too selfless, so although the monks of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect stationed in Shisha City this time did not explicitly prohibit cultivation, the high-level monks all knew it, restrained their imminent sword hearts, and did not practice except for the usual meditation.

It's too boring to be alone, so I spontaneously go to the hall of the sect's residence and sit day after day, not to mention anything else, at least everyone occasionally talks about a thing or two, but the acne fun is not bad.

What's more, now it is the great move of the sect, although the sword cultivation is pure and pure, but it is not a fool, and there is nothing wrong with accepting two disciples with eyes.

The path of cultivation is indeed too long, and it is hard to find a like-minded double monk, but it is good to accept one or two suitable apprentices.

What's more, the development and growth of a sect does not only rely on the original inherent capital, and the injection of fresh blood, only the injection of these huge low-level disciples, year after year, day after day, will the backbone of the future guard sect not be broken, so that it will not be wiped out.

Therefore, even if it is a sword cultivator with a pure and straightforward temperament, he attaches great importance to every sect's big move.

This is also the reason why Luo Lin is just a Heavenly Spirit Root, but Qi Lishang is very excited to attach importance to it, of course, there are reasons for his own character, and it is also the foundation of the sect's foothold.

"Just you kid is smart." , Luo Lin quietly observed the high-ranking monks of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect sitting in front of him, there were no more than ten people above, and the one who spoke was the fifth one counted from the left,

Dressed in a vermilion deep coat, the dark lines of gold silk appear and disappear from time to time, unpredictable and a little circumferential. A pair of scarlet boots of the same style on his feet, and the flowers on the boots are flying month by month, so I am not surprised.

A vermilion belt around the waist, except for a piece of red, in nothing else, a slender waist is held, not very spring.

A few strands of green silk fell from the ears, and the end was hooked, and the green silk of the crow and the crow were tied with a vermilion hairband behind the head, but it was a little more simple and a little less luxurious.

Bright white jade, lifelike light, eyes like streamers, instant flowers, eyebrows like distant mountains, Dai like a clear river, shallow hide a little affectionate.

The nose is like a cliff, adding a bit of coldness to the beautiful mountains and rivers, the red lips are light, and the mountains are full of flowers, just like the third day of March in the world.

A person with such an outstanding appearance can't afford half a point of blasphemy in Luo Lin's heart, not because of his identity, status, or cultivation, but simply because in her eyes, the person in front of him is not a human being, nor a god, but a sword that kills people and saves people from the dire situation.

The flames are entwined all over his body, although he is a little beautiful, he wants to compete with the heavenly princess. At a glance, there is nothing, and the person who looks too good.

Luo Lin was shocked in her heart, rolled her eyes quietly, and quietly looked at the others, but it was undeniable that whether it was the cardinal monk or someone else, when she first saw it, she saw a person, but what she felt was a sword, and she was looking at a person and not a sword.

"Hehe, Uncle Qiu, this uncle, uncles have always been indifferent to accepting apprentices, the little girl is the first Heavenly Spirit Root that our Ten Thousand Swords Sect received in Shisha City, so naturally we have to make a good start, and we can't just throw it into the inner door like usual." Qi Lishang's face was a little sneering, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he did.

"You're right, in that case, are you senior brothers interested in this little guy?" The cardinal's clear voice echoed in the hall like a stream of jingling bells, slamming heavily on Luo Lin's heart, and he subconsciously breathed lightly.