At this time, the white-clothed female cultivator next to her seemed to want to step forward and say something, but was stopped by the Mahayana monk raising her hand, and only said coldly: "You are new to the school, you need to register in the Recording Hall, if you are a disciple of the ten major sects, there is naturally a place to be contained, if not, choose a place for yourself." ”

After the Mahayana monk finished speaking, he took the lead in flying towards the sky, and after a while, he disappeared, and several other monks of the Merge Period also hurriedly followed, but when they left, they looked at Bai Moran and the others with a little disdain.

Gu Changxi frowned and said, "They haven't told us where the Recording Hall is." ”

Bai Mo said: "This is the exit, and the recording hall should not be far from the exit." Several Mahayana monks flew into the sky, and with a sweep of their senses, they saw a small two-story building at the foot of the mountain not far away, which was recorded in the hall.

A few people soon came to the recording hall, and there were already disciples waiting at the door, obviously this disciple was just a cultivator in the Jindan period, and although his attitude towards Bai Mo Ran and a few people was not very respectful, he was not arrogant.

"Immortal elders, please come in!" After a few mermaids entered, the Jindan monk also brought boiled tea and tea sets, and the service was very thoughtful, and then he took out a roster and pen and ink and began to register.

"Immortals, please use tea, the younger generation is Wu Xiangyang, a disciple of Qing Xuanzong, and please inform the immortals of their sect. ”

"White Tiger Temple!"

Wu Xiangyang paused for the pen he was holding, and began to check on the first page of the roster: "I'm sorry, Immortal Chief, there have been no monks from the White Tiger Temple on the Immortal List since a thousand years, so there is no inclusion in this sect, please also show your sect's waist card or logo." With that, he took out a recording stone.

Bai Mo Ran thought about it, and took out a black bronze medal from the storage ring, the bronze medal was the size of a palm, the shape was like the head of a tiger, and the head of a white tiger was indeed depicted in the middle of the bronze medal.

The white tiger shook the hair on his body on the ground, and then raised his head and roared, the sound shook the entire Xiaolou trembling.

"What's going on, what's going on??, is the monster attacking?" came a burst of exclamations and angry shouts from upstairs, and an old man hurried down from the second floor, very fast, and with a burst of afterimage.

His speed did not decrease in the slightest, and he rushed directly towards the white tiger. Gu Changxi's heart subconsciously lifted, and Bai Mo Dye and the ancestors who were doing it all picked up the tea cup very leisurely.

When the white tiger saw the old man, he blocked the old man's attack with a swing of his tail, and then attacked the old man with a wave of his claws. The old man was shocked, he was a late stage of cultivation, and he was half-step Mahayana, and this white tiger was just a heroic spirit on the waist card, and he could easily block his attack, and it also made him feel dangerous.

The old man didn't dare to take the attack of the white tiger, and instantly retreated to the door, looking at the few monks sitting together, his eyes were dark.

The loser does not lose the battle, the old man withdrew his hand, and the white tiger only did not chase him to attack, which made him secretly relieved, but at this time, the white tiger made a jet sound similar to ridicule, and anyone who listened to it could feel the white tiger's disdain for the old man.

The old man's face turned red suddenly, and Wu Xiangyang hurriedly played a round: "Ling Shangzun, these are the newly joined White Tiger Temple monks, and they were just now impacting the registration nameplate, not a demon beast attack." Isn't the Venerable One alchemy? ”

With this step, the old man blushed, snorted coldly and walked upstairs, and disappeared at the staircase in a few steps.

Bai Mo Ran smiled and said, "The old man must have fried the oven." "Otherwise it wouldn't be so angry.

Gu Changxi also wanted to laugh, but she knew that the old man's divine sense must be watching, so she held back.

Several ancestors were particularly cultivated when they arrived, and they tasted the spiritual tea of this world with a calm and relaxed appearance, and the spiritual energy was a little worse, not as good as the spiritual tea of the original cultivation realm, and even less as the spiritual tea planted in the secret realm of the White Tiger.

Wu Xiangyang looked at the white tiger who kept walking around the room, the powerful coercion made him sweat and couldn't help sliding down, so he had to sneer: "Immortal Chief, the nameplate has been seen, please ...... it."

Bai Mo Ran didn't embarrass him, and with a wave of the bronze medal in his hand, the white tiger returned to the bronze medal, and then he threw the bronze medal to Gu Changxi: "Take it for self-defense." ”

Gu Changxi naturally did not refuse to come, and she could see that the white tiger in the bronze medal was quite powerful, even if she couldn't use it, she could still give it to the children, so she smiled brightly at Bai Mo and said, "Thank you!"

Bai Moran looked at Gu Changxi's smile so brightly, with an indifferent look on his face, but he understood in his heart that this woman must be rare, so he said that with his appearance, there is no woman who is not rare, and women are just playing tricks of lust and indulgence, but this matter is a child's mother, and it is nothing to play with her.

Gu Changxi is still relatively cold in the end, although she is very generous and enthusiastic, but only in front of the children, she will show her true temperament, and treat the ancestors politely and respectfully, but there is no intimacy, and Bai Moran is treated like a superior, compared with the intimacy of the children, Bai Moran feels that Gu Changxi treats him a little better than a stranger.

Wu Xiangyang took a picture of the recording stone in front of the book, and the head of a white tiger was printed on the blank page of the book, and then the name of the sect, the head, the elders and the disciples were recorded.

"White Tiger Temple, the hall master Bai Mo Dye ......" wrote this, Wu Xiangyang looked up strangely, the name of this Bai Mo Dye is a lay name at a glance, and all the people in the cultivation realm have a Dao number after the infancy, so he looked up at Bai Mo Dye, and waited for him to say the Dao number, but Bai Mo Dye continued: "Great Elder Bai Shengqi, Second Elder ......"

Wu Xiangyang hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, Immortal Chief, we are here to record the Dao number and cultivation. I don't know what the immortal chief's path number is?"

Bai Moran said with a smile: "Our White Tiger Temple has no Dao number since it was born, and the name is the Dao number, why don't you give you a nickname?"

Bai Shengqi next to him laughed: "Your nickname is Xiao Hei!" Not to mention the other ancestors now, even Gu Changxi couldn't help laughing.

Bai Moran smiled bitterly at Bai Shengqi and said, "Ancestor, don't make fun of me." "They are not like mortals, in order to show that they are different from mortals, they have to give themselves a Taoist name, people's names are given by their parents and elders, and they are set from birth, and as a result, when they cultivate to a high level, they begin to think very highly of themselves, thinking that they are different from ordinary people, so they abandon the mundane name, which is really stupid. However, the world is like this, if someone does not have a Taoist name, they will seem to be out of place, so they don't give themselves a name in the Four Divine Temples, but they won't care if others can't call a Taoist name.

Turning his head to Wu Xiangyang, he said: "The rules of our sect's inheritance, the name is given by the elders since birth, even if you become a god, you must also use this name, so there is no Taoist name." ”

Wu Xiangyang was obviously stunned, and secretly said that this person's tone is not small, and he wants to become a god before he becomes an immortal. But after thinking about it, I felt that Bai Mo Ran said it very reasonably, he didn't have a yuan baby now, so he had been using his own secular name, but he also felt that the Dao name was not as good as his own secular name, especially the Dao name that some disciples were given was strange, and they had to use it for a lifetime, which was simply a pitfall.

Wu Xiangyang didn't say anything, and began to record down with Bai Moran's words, and he registered all the names of the thirty-seven ancestors of the White Tiger Temple.

The more he registered, the more frightened he became, there were so many Mahayana monks in this White Tiger Temple, thirty-seven, more than the sum of the ten major sects, where did this come from? It can't be a demon cultivator, right? But the demon cultivator is surrounded by demonic energy, and there is a demonic qi tester on the door of the collection hall, as long as there is demonic qi passing through the gate, an alarm will be sounded, but when these people come in, the tester does not sound at all, indicating that these people are not demonic cultivators at all.

Wu Xiangyang couldn't figure it out, but he didn't ask, anyway, he would go back to the sect of the Dachen Star Realm in a few days, and he would just ask the junior brothers in the sect.

After Bai Moran finished speaking, Wu Xiangyang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but at this time, Bai Moran suddenly said: "As for the remaining disciples of the merge stage, let them come to you to register by themselves, there are too many people, and it is troublesome." These words made Wu Xiangyang almost angry, and he coughed several times before he eased his breath. I became more and more curious about the White Tiger Temple.

The tone was a little respectful: "Immortal elders, please go with the juniors to see the location of the sect." The crowd followed his gesture towards the wall on the other side.

"The red ones indicate that there are already sects stationed, the blue ones that have already been booked, and the white ones that have not yet been stationed by sects or Mahayana monks. ”

Looking at the map that marked the Xiaochen Star Boundary, it was densely packed with red, blue, and a lot of white, but looking at the lakes and deserts marked on it.

Gu Changxi suddenly pointed to a white place and said, "This place is neither a lake nor a desert, why don't you want it?"

Wu Xiangyang looked at the place she pointed to, and said: "This is the most precipitous mountain in the Xiaochen Star Realm, Cloud Cliff Peak, the mountain peak is towering into the clouds, there is a group of red-billed eagles on the mountain, there is a strong aura here, but the number of red-billed eagles is huge, the highest cultivation is the eighth-order Red Flame Eagle King, and there are dozens of seventh-order red-billed eagles below, and a few ordinary Mahayana monks also have to avoid their edge." "The ten major sects together are only about twenty Mahayana monks, how can they help others to fight down as a sect station, so this place has always been occupied by the red-billed eagle.

Thinking that the strength of the White Tiger Temple is strong, but there are thirty-seven Mahayana periods, and the combination period can't be counted, so there are hundreds, and I can't help but inhale when I think about it, this strength is to say that they can win the Cloud Cliff Peak, Wu Xiangyang really thinks it's possible.

Suddenly, Gu Changxi screamed, and then the whole person disappeared. If it was before, Gu Changxi would not dare to enter the White Tiger Secret Realm so blatantly, but since Bai Mo Ran also contracted the secret realm, she also broke the jar and broke it, anyway, someone came to rob it, these Mahayana ancestors of the White Tiger Temple did not follow, and she had nothing to scruple about, didn't she see that he also followed her into the secret realm?