Chapter 22: I feel like one is missing
With such a beautiful voice, the owner of that voice must also be a beautiful person.
All the new disciples looked up, their eyes widened, what a beautiful man!
There is no unbeautiful person in the cultivation world, and the spiritual root has the effect of moisturizing the body, who has ever seen a monk with crooked melons and cracked dates? Even if there are any shortcomings, they can be adjusted as the cultivation improves. Unless it is a serious injury caused by the day after tomorrow, the cultivation realm is a place where there are beautiful clouds.
But this man is definitely refreshing among handsome men and beautiful women, his facial features are handsome, in fact, he is not too outstanding, and even more so in the dusty temperament around him, bright and indifferent eyebrows and eyes, careless slightly hooked lips, and a wide cyan robe, standing lightly, like a mountain after the rain, broad and fresh, refreshing.
All the new disciples shouted in their hearts, what a beautiful senior brother, let me come, let me come, I am willing to do whatever you want me to do.
"Uncle Zhuo, everyone is here, I recommend it to you?"
When everyone heard it, wow, Uncle Shi, Brother Beauty, no, Uncle Shi, it's a foundation building monk. Sure enough, it's good to be beautiful.
Uncle Shi, you want me, you want me.
"No need, I'll do it myself."
was refused to be courteous, but the senior brother of the outer door smiled stupidly.
Whether there is a spiritual root or not is just a necessary condition, these children brought from all over the country have to pass the introductory three-layer test to decide whether they can stay in Xiaoyaomen, after layers of screening, more than 10,000 people are only a few thousand people left.
Zhuo Yan's gaze skimmed over the faces of everyone in front of him one by one.
His master is a Dan Master, and he is naturally also a Dan Master, in fact, his master is a famous Dan Master, and the alchemy room in Xiaoyaomen has always been in the hands of his master, and even the lower head medicine garden is also under the management of Dantang. Naturally, as his master, he only cares about alchemy, and the disciples take care of mundane affairs, and the same is true for the medicine garden.
Not long after he entered the Dan Dao, he paid more attention to the study of various spiritual herbs and elixirs than alchemy in the Dan room, so he spent most of his time in the medicine garden. However, the miscellaneous affairs of the medicine garden would not bother him, a proud disciple.
The medicine garden needs to recruit two new medicine boys, but they are just to help remove weeds and take care of the spirit grass, the work is not heavy, and the remuneration is ideal. In the past, it was the steward who did this, but this time, Zhuo Yan somehow personally handed over the message to the steward of the new disciple and came in person.
Even he couldn't tell why.
Frowning slightly: "This is all the new disciples?" β
Didn't even look at any of them?
The senior brother of the outer gate rubbed his hands: "That's right, it's all here, a total of 4,280 people." If Uncle Zhuo doesn't look down on any of them, the old disciple is more familiar with the rules of the sectββ"
Zhuo Yan raised his hand slightly, his brows furrowed deeper, why did he feel that there was one less?
But with his status, he wouldn't lie to himself, and his expression was not evasive, he didn't lie.
Thatβ
Zhuo Yan looked again, this time he looked very carefully.
Among the more than 4,000 people, the yellow oriole is standing in the middle.
Like others, she was amazed by such a good-looking immortal, and kept looking at Zhuo Yan blankly. It's not that Zhuo Yan looks good-looking, there are many amazing people in the outer door, and his dusty temperament is fascinating.
When Zhuo Yan glanced at everyone for the first time, Huang Li looked up like everyone else, and he couldn't see the difference in his stupid appearance.
When he was about to look at it again after talking to the senior brother outside the door, Huang Li came back to his senses and thought, it would be a good thing for such a beautiful uncle to look at every day. On one side of her head, she saw a nun who was older than her as if she was wiping her saliva!
Huang Li immediately disdained, she had never seen the world, and she was younger than her and kept her mouth shut. Uncle Shi is good-looking, but it's not that no one beats him, for example, my sister is-
Thinking of Yexi, Huang Li is a spirit, my sister and mother told me a thousand times, don't be confused by men, I want to practice and pick up my mother as soon as possible, how can I see a beautiful man and can't walk the road? It's time to fight, it's time to fight. Besides, the good parents belong to others, so what does it matter to them? I don't look bad.
Thinking about it like this, the obsession in Huang Li's eyes retreated, and suddenly remembered the evil cultivation that Yexi said, as well as the sinister immortal cultivation world she encountered a few months after entering the door, and couldn't help but think, what kind of mission did this senior uncle come to issue? Looking at the green light in the eyes of those female cultivators, if one female cultivator is lucky enough to be selected, it is estimated that she will be miserable.
Huang Li remembered that the new disciple who lived in the same courtyard with him, all day long, and then suddenly died one day, saying that he went to form a team to carry out a mission and encountered a demon beast and was killed, but someone privately said that he had offended some predecessor and was killed. A living person died like that, but those old disciples looked indifferent and were accustomed to talking and laughing, which made her feel cold. It turned out that the master was not much better than the mortal realm, and it was even naked, naked, and naked.
Before you have strong skills, you'd better be honest.
When Zhuo Yan swept over the yellow bird, he felt that this little female cultivator had a bit of aura, and when he saw her looking frightened and frightened, she lowered her head and shook her head, and suddenly felt that it was not atmospheric enough, and her eyes slid to the next one.
Huang Li thought that he had run to see the body of the new disciple in the same courtyard at that time, it was tattered and charred, and the shock came to his heart again.
She didn't notice Zhuo Yan's gaze at her, and she couldn't think of what she had missed, so she just wiped her forehead and warned herself that she must be careful and careful.
In the end, Zhuo Yan left with two new disciples, with a faint loss in his heart.
In the Hengduan Mountain Range, the corpses of the fire larks under the trees attracted three porcupines, eight iron wolves, and two red-spotted snakes, and no demon beasts appeared.
Come and die one by one, come with a pair of dead ones, the demon beasts that can cultivate do not lack the basic spiritual wisdom of premonition of safety, and naturally they will not come to die again.
After the fire lark died, the feathers were easy to pull, but later these demon beasts were all thick-skinned and thick-fleshed Jin Feng couldn't handle them, and it was all Yexi himself who dismantled the parts of his body that could be used.
Jin Feng gritted his teeth: "Sister, let's go to Fang City to change a dagger, and I will do these rough jobs in the future." β
"Well, naturally." Yexi didn't plan to get his hands on it in the future, so he put down the last big snake in his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth.
Jin Feng asked blankly: "Sister, do you not eat meat, but only drink blood?" β
Along the way, Jin Feng never saw Yexi eating. Because he did it all the way, I thought that Yexi didn't look down on his craftsmanship, and he didn't like others to see her eating, so she ate it when he wasn't there.
Now it seems that this may not be the case, and I can't help but scold myself for being careless, my sister didn't buy food at the beginning.
Yexi nodded and looked him in the eye: "What?" β
Dare to dislike or be afraid of a try, see if this king does not break your neck.
Jin Feng didn't dislike it, nor was he afraid, it's just-
His fingers timidly pointed to the corpse on the ground: "How much blood does my sister have to drink for a meal?" In the future, I will catch more monsters. β
Ye Ximo, how many drops of blood can those fire larks have? But the pigs, wolves, and snakes later, the blood is so rich and mellow, she didn't waste any of it.
The words said meaningfully: "I can't eat enough." β
Yes?
So what to do?
"But if you don't eat for a month or two, you won't be hungry."
Jin Feng suddenly blamed himself: "My sister hasn't eaten for a long time, right?" I-"
I just said that I went to barbecue, but people don't like to eat it.
Yexi smiled: "I like to eat raw." β
Jin Feng's eyes lit up, and he asked cautiously: "Is it a requirement of my sister's special skills, eating flesh and blood raw to grow strength?" β