Chapter 72: Entering the Sect

After a whole day, the test of the Immortal Sect ended.

The three testers led the disciples of the Everlasting Immortal Sect into the Everlasting Immortal Sect on the top of the Xiaoyao Mountain.

Qingluan deliberately counted a few steps behind, and found that there were tens of thousands of people when he came, and now there are only a few dozen people left, and the elimination rate is too high! Qingluan shook her head and smacked her tongue, and Shen Yanmei on the side came to her side in a few steps, her eyes glowing.

"Qingluan, you are so amazing! It's actually a heavenly spirit root!! ”

"Hahaha, I didn't think I would be a genius!" Qingluan looked proud, her ability is fire, and it is normal to be a genius!

"Shouldn't you be humble!" Shen Yanmei is angry, this compliments people, shouldn't the normal reply be modest!

"Tell you the truth!" Qingluan didn't understand what modesty was at all, so she laughed and patted her on the shoulder, "Don't be afraid, in the future, I will cover you with Sister Luan, and whoever dares to bully you will report my name and tell him that you Sister Luan and I am Tianlinggen!" ”

"....." Shen Yanmei was dumbfounded.

This is showing off in disguise?!!

Many people who heard Qingluan's words turned their heads and couldn't help but look at the petite and pale girl, with different expressions for a while.

The young man led everyone to the front of the small courtyard, and faintly saw the dilapidated house in it, and said lightly: "The rest place of the outer disciples is here, of course, if you don't want to live in a dilapidated house, you can choose to challenge them." With a flick of the dust, he pointed to a brand new room.

You can also see a faint figure standing inside.

"As long as you win against them, you can live in their house?" A teenager asked in a low voice.

"That's right." The young man nodded.

Someone jumped for a try.

"Inner disciple, please come with me." The young man ignored the few people who were about to die, and said softly to Qingluan and the others.

"Isn't the courtyard where the inner disciple lives different?" Qingluan is a little curious, isn't this going to be separated from the paper kite?!

"Yes." The young man's voice was noticeably softer than before.

"Ahh Qingluan couldn't help but scream, her expression collapsed, "This, senior brother, can you let my sister live with me..." Qingluan pointed to the quiet and timid pale girl, and looked at the young man pitifully, "I will make up all the expenses!" ”

"This...", logically speaking, this is a violation of the rules.

But now this Qingluan is a genius of the Heavenly Spirit Root Fire Attribute, even if it is a few elders, they have to treat her as a treasure.

"Yes, senior brother, their sisters depend on each other and have never left each other." Shen Yanmei interjected.

"Actually, the immortal cultivators of the Heavenly Spirit Root have their own courtyards." After a pause, one of the young men said, everyone's eyes turned over, and Qingluan's eyes suddenly lit up, "I will work hard, senior brother!" ”

"Ahem, let's go." The young man coughed lightly and shook off the dust.

So the paper kite followed a few people into the courtyard where the inner disciples lived.

Qingluan also heard from several senior brothers that the speed at which the Heavenly Spirit Root began to cultivate was very fast, and he would basically be able to go to the foundation building period soon, and then he would be able to obtain a courtyard in the sect with a source of true qi.

Thanks to these three senior brothers, Qingluan knew that he owed them a favor.

These spirits.

Entering the selected room, Qingluan yawned and stretched: "I'm so sleepy!" ”

The paper kite poured a glass of water and drank it quietly.

"Is there any data collected?" Qingluan saw her drinking water, and couldn't help but ask.

"Well, one percent."

Qingluan was silent.

Well, the power of those three senior brothers who appeared on the flying sword was really not good, Qingluan had learned to fly with the sword in other worlds, and later after she introduced her own powers, she found that the flight of the sword was too troublesome, and it was not as fast as her own jumping technique.

How can we see the power of the incarnation period?

Qingluan held her chin thoughtfully, she had to let the paper kite collect data and analyze it as soon as possible, the higher world is too dangerous, and now her strength is limited by all kinds Qingluan is very unhappy, she still likes the feeling of power, and she can do whatever she wants.

"I'm going to worship that cold night real person as a teacher!" Qingluan said.

Shen Yanmei said that the real person in the cold night is the realm of the god transformation stage, if you can see him exert his power....

"Hmm." The paper kite nodded.

"It would be nice if we could let the two of them fight each other." Qingluan touched his chin, his dark eyes flickering slightly.

Paper Kite sipped her saliva and did not speak.

Qingluan, who had been thinking for a long time, raised his head, stretched his waist and lay down on the wooden bed, "Sleep first, and go see this master of the Immortal Sect tomorrow." "Well, you go to sleep first." The paper kite gently put on the robe.

Qingluan, who turned over, was startled, "You want to go out?" ”

"Well, I'll be back in a circle."

“.... Then you stay safe! I'm going to sleep! Qingluan was helpless.

"Hmm."

The moonlight flows.

Through the paper window on the wooden bed, Qingluan turned over, closed his eyes slightly and chose to sleep.

The courtyard was quiet.

When the paper kite walked out of the yard, Shen Yanmei, who was next door, noticed that she was standing in front of the window, looking at the petite back of the paper kite a little strangely, she always felt that Qingluan and the paper kite were a little strange, but she couldn't say what was strange.

During the test, it also showed that the two of them were weak and were ordinary people who had not yet been injected with true qi.

Shen Yanmei frowned, unable to understand the strange source of her heart.