Chapter Twenty-Seven: Piercing the Cloud Treasure Boat

"I'm going, what's the matter? Isn't it? I still have to sign up?" Wang Xiaokan was startled, and when he saw that someone moved, he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly followed him and lined up.

When he was in line, he had time to frown and ask the gray-robed middle-aged man in front of him: "Didn't I hear that Bixia Sect accepts apprentices before, and they all have to wait until the second level to measure bone age and spiritual root before starting to sign up?"

"Who knows? Maybe it's for the last two days?" The gray-robed man couldn't say why, and he grabbed his scalp and thought about it for a long time before he came up with a reluctant guess.

Wang Xiaokan was speechless.

But seeing that this person doesn't know much more than him, Wang Xiaokan is not in a hurry. Anyway, Bixia Sect will explain later, he doesn't have to be so anxious to be looked down upon, as long as he makes sure that he doesn't miss the information.

Wang Xiaokan stretched out his head in front of him, and only saw a long line of seventy or eighty people, as for the Bixia Sect disciple who moved the table and chair and sat down, he could only see a little hair crown and black hair. The table was tightly blocked, and nothing was looking.

Wang Xiaokan was a little depressed: alas, it's still too short, and it's inconvenient to even look at something.

Didn't he see a lot of short people yesterday? Why were all the people standing in front of him tall and big? Not a single one was a little shorter?

There was no way, Wang Xiaokan had to wait honestly.

Fortunately, although there were many people in front of him, the registration speed was very fast, and soon it was his turn, Wang Xiaokan bowed his head slightly, learned from the middle-aged man in front of him, and hugged his fists and said: "Boy Wang Xiaokan, I have seen two immortal masters." He lowered his head and quickly swept over the table, and saw that the open register was only a simple note of the person's name, place of origin, age, etc., and smiled in his heart: It seems that this is only a preliminary record. Probably, it's because they're not disciples of the Bixia Sect yet, right?

"You already have a level of Qi cultivation, so you don't need to call the immortal master with them. The Bixia Sect disciple who was recording looked up at him and said with a gentle smile.

This is a convention, and being able to cultivate means that this person must have spiritual roots, and he is more respected than those who have not yet cultivated and do not know the details. However, after entering the mountain gate, I am afraid that this ranking will not be able to be counted, and the status will be determined by the level of the spiritual root.

Wang Xiaokan also knew a little bit and was not too proud. Besides, he didn't want to make any extraneous branches at such a time, so he just smiled slightly and didn't speak.

The man didn't care, and recorded Wang Xiaokan's name, age, and place of origin (this was made up by him, and he arrived in the border town before), and then raised his voice: "Next." ”

Wang Xiaokan arched his hand to the disciple again, then turned around and walked towards the cloud boat with the person in front of him, and heard a muttering on the way: "This time it's fresh, those high-spirited immortal N generation and big clan disciples have actually become so obedient, and they are willing to follow the queue honestly?

This made Wang Xiaokan couldn't help but smile, these people have probably been taught a lesson by their families, right? Thinking about it, I am afraid that in the future, no one will dare to rely on their family background to run rampant and domineering. After all, not everyone has Shen Qingyu's talent cultivation, which will make people fall lightly, and have a chance to start over!

If they are not careful, they will also bump into the muzzle of the Bixia Sect, I am afraid that they will not have the ability to escape in the hands of the Bixia Sect without a family to rely on.

However, these have little to do with Wang Xiaokan, so he should watch the excitement. Leaving this problem aside, Wang Xiaokan decisively began to look forward to the cloud-piercing boat that fascinated him.

Outside, Wang Xiaokan saw the huge volume of the cloud-piercing boat, but he didn't expect to really enter it, only to know that there was something in the cloud-piercing boat!

He couldn't see the sealed ashrams, so he didn't mention them. The spacious and bright lobby alone is enough to make people shine. There are many round flat futons placed inside, and at a rough glance, there are thousands of them, all of which are for these disciples.

Wang Xiaokan looked around, picked a futon closer to the door and sat down. He looked left and right, they were all people he didn't know, and it was not easy to make friends at such a solemn time.

But at this time, the people were not yet full, and it would take a while to come and go, and Wang Xiaokan, who was bored, had nothing to do, and actually began to count the number of futons! It seems that he is really a big heart.

Fortunately, soon, everyone had already registered and boarded the cloud boat, and they could go, and Wang Xiaokan, who had no patience, breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Xiaokan: He didn't see it clearly when he was so close, and he didn't know how the disciple moved, he only felt that the Cloud Piercing Boat was taking off at a steady speed, and there seemed to be a whirring wind in his ears, which made him want to move.

Wang Xiaokan, who was sitting on the futon, peeked and saw that the disciple was closing his eyes to recuperate, and his courage immediately increased.

He cautiously lifted the curtain, only to find that the cloud-piercing boat was driving in mid-air, but he didn't see the clouds, only the huge wind and waves on the face, hitting Wang Xiaokan's face, almost blinding his eyes, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, and only a little green tree shadow could be faintly seen.

The sound of the curtain being closed again. Wang Xiaokan secretly said that it was not good, and peeked with his red eyes, and sure enough, it was the disciple of the Bixia Sect, who was glaring at him angrily.

Wang Xiaokan didn't dare to make any more mistakes, pulled back his outstretched legs, sat upright on the futon, closed his eyes, and stopped moving.

However, the excitement in Wang Xiaokan's heart couldn't be suppressed: this is really in the air, in the air, I didn't expect that one day Brother Kan would be able to be a trapeze.

You know, before the crossing, Wang Xiaokan had never even taken a plane! I had never seen a real plane, but I had only seen those planes with different shapes and functions on TV, as well as energetic flight attendants!

I think that when the Air Force Academy recruited pilots, his physical fitness could not keep up, and he had to give up his great dream of being a pilot, Brother Kan rarely shed tears.

"Men don't flick when they have tears, but they haven't reached the sad place."

Unexpectedly, his unfinished dream came true in another way in this place!

When the time comes, he will be able to fly as much as he wants......

Imagine even more in the future, stepping on a big sword and flying everywhere to put the handsome scene of the girl......

Suddenly, Wang Xiaokan became even more eager to cultivate immortals.

Even as soon as he pierced through the cloud boat, Wang Xiaokan saw a long staircase carved from white jade that seemed to go straight to the sky, and the white light reflected in the sun seemed to be laughing at his wishful thinking Io, but it could not extinguish his enthusiasm.

Seeing this towering mountain, Wang Xiaokan understood why this mountain was called Bixiao Peak, and why Bixia Sect would include this immortal ladder in the first level of the test.

I have to say that this decision is really difficult enough!