The First Beastmaster of the Nine Realms

Chapter 27

When Elder Sun entered the door today, he found that the disciples surrounded Jian Baisan even more enthusiastically than yesterday.

He heard the sound of fighting and arguing inside the door yesterday, sighing his youthful spirit in his heart, and at the same time, he waited until the fighting in the room quieted down before he shaved his hair, opened the door and went in, pretending not to see it.

After entering, I saw the young lady of the Xue family staring at Jian Baisan with resentment on her face. It seemed that this Tianlinggen had just made a splash, and all the disciples were also staring at Jian Baisan. The heat and envy inside was like a dry flower pot that had just been watered, and the water in the tray below was about to overflow.

Still too young, Sun Guanhou sighed silently in his heart.

It is not wise to worship and approach a person because of talent.Thinking how many years ago his sister admired the last Tianlinggen Bronze Crane of the Zongmen. Hearing that he went out on a trip, he insisted on chasing him down the mountain and followed him closely. He said that walking with him would definitely touch his heart, so he volunteered to be a Taoist companion with her— — No amount of persuasion will work.

She had only been down the mountain for two months when Sun Guanhou was notified that her life lamp had gone out.

The life lamp of the copper crane is still on.

He rushed out to look for it, but found nothing.With Huichun Pill in his mouth, he wrote stacks of communication talismans with his spiritual power, and stuck his sister's communication talismans to his heart every day, without getting warmed up once.

He rushed out and took the portrait of his sister and asked a bunch of people. People pointed in any direction—yes, his sister looks so ordinary, she couldn’t be found in the crowd, even a spirit beast. It's just an inconspicuous bee, let alone who can remember her.

After searching frantically for a year, he hadn't even figured out which direction his sister had gone.

He didn't have Tonghe's communication talisman, so he could only wait for him to come back and ask about his sister's whereabouts. As a result, Tonghe kept traveling as if nothing had happened, and never even returned to the sect.

Sun Guanhou hated him till the end, he couldn't bear it any more.When I think of him every day, I feel like I just see a long-lasting rusty nail on a white wall with a yellowing portrait of his sister hanging on the nail.

Yesterday when he opened the door and saw Jian Baisan, he remembered the excited tone of other elders when they told him—"Our Great Elder brought back a Heavenly Spiritual Root! Mutated Heavenly Spiritual Root! It's called Jian Baisan!"

Sun Guanhou smiled reluctantly at his fellow disciples, but felt in his heart as if another nail had been hammered into the white wall. The non-existent nail hammer hit his brain with a dull pain.

My sister was right next to Tonghe, how did she die?he does not know.But he knew that the monk must have been killed, and the murderer must be very strong, so strong that his sister who was by Tonghe's side didn't have time to send him a message, so strong that Tonghe, a coward, might have been hiding his name for 40 years , Even if you escape, you will not be able to return to the sect.

This murderer must not be the enemy of their brother and sister.Their cultivation base is low, and they can't provoke such strong people even if they want to provoke them.

It can only be the enemy of Tonghe.

Of course, the worst outcome is that Tonghe is the murderer.He never dared to think deeply about this situation, because Tong He was the suzerain's son.

In order to be able to have a word with the suzerain at that time, he practiced desperately, copied talismans, copied exercises, and accumulated points by doing tasks, and finally became a teaching elder with a low level of cultivation—and then he got the elder brand On the same day, the suzerain retreated.

He could only live like this, until he saw Jian Baisan's young and ignorant face yesterday, he suddenly remembered what he saw in the basin yesterday, his own face.

It turned out that he was... so old.

Now looking at the group of disciples surrounding Jian Baisan, he only felt a kind of desolate sadness in his heart.They would not know that being close to Jian Baisan does not necessarily mean that they are close to the glory of the future, but it is more likely that they are close to an easier death, but he can't say.

He walked in the door, asked everyone to sit on their seats, and glanced at Jian Baisan, only to realize that Jian Baisan was wearing a robe that was not suitable for martial arts today, with his hands hanging down his sleeves, and countless people bowed to her , she didn't return a gift.

……

Jian Baisan breathed a sigh of relief when Elder Sun came in.The same door bowed to her, but her hand was so painful that she couldn't lift it, and she was afraid that her red hand would scare the same door, so she could only cover it with her sleeve, and apologized one by one, and said that her hand was injured, inconvenient.

Now, staring at the few hairs fluttering on the elder's forehead, she quickly slipped to sit down next to Ji Dingxiang, the only one with a better relationship, and immediately felt grateful to Elder Sun in her heart.

The elder talked about the specific situation of each realm in the realm of cultivation today. Ji Dingxiang next to him was writing hard with a small book, while Jian Baisan sat with his hands in his hands while listening.

During one class, Elder Sun glared at her several times again, this time not darkly, but openly.As soon as Jian Baisan was stared at, he quickly stretched his neck to look at Ji Dingxiang's book next to him, not daring to look at Elder Sun.After being so close several times, Jian Baisan didn't notice, and Ji Dingxiang blushed.

Jian Baisan felt guilty about not keeping records.

From everyone's appearance, taking notes in school is a basic skill, but Jian Baisan really can't do it.One is that her hand hurts after practicing the exercises; the other is that although she has read a lot of words, it is a pity that she is not yet a master.It was even more difficult for her to write down everything the elder said so quickly.

After finally getting out of class, the elder finally put down the book in his hand, and said mysteriously: "Last class, everyone was asked to go to the Dragon Gate Pagoda. What martial arts did you choose? What points? I will choose a few and report them to me."

The first one called a man named Dong Ni.He stood up and saluted: "Return to the elders, this disciple has chosen a copy of "Plum Blossom Steps", and the advanced ones of the yellow rank need [-] points."

Elder Sun nodded, and called another Zhuojie. She chose a book of hidden weapons with flying needles. She said that she wanted to choose poisonous spirit beasts in the future, so she chose this book and cooperated with her.Although this spectrum is not considered a weapon, it is not cheap either. It costs fifty points.

Xue Huai'er has a good eye and a good hand, so she chose a high-level sword manual "Twelve Swords of Dodara", which requires a full 140 points.

Elder Sun didn't ask Jian Baisan.

After asking around, he proudly said: "In addition to martial arts, there are also various talisman pills, even weapons, and monsters. These can be exchanged for points to increase strength. This is the effect of points."

"Do you think that when you choose a spirit beast, you are the one who picks the spirit beast? You are wrong! It is the spirit beast that picks you! The stronger the strength, the stronger the spirit beast will look for you!"

"Don't look at what you want now but you can only covet. These things are all available at your fingertips! If you say that you don't have spirit stones at home? Are you not a family of immortals? That's okay. In the sect, all the cultivation resources are used by you I earned it with my own hands! The Great Elder of my sect, the Daoist Sheyang Old Man, was just a penniless poor boy when he first joined the sect, but now relying on himself, he is already a strong golden core who can move mountains and seas!"

The disciples below became visibly agitated.At least in Chuyuan State, the golden core realm is a threshold that only the strong are worthy of stepping on for all monks.

It is also the dream of these qi refining disciples.

Jin Dan, that is an elder of the sect, calling the wind and calling the rain, and it is also the beginning of longevity, the beginning of the great way!Who doesn't want it!Who is not excited?Everyone present here, like Xue Huai'er, can pile up the only seedlings to Jindan's family, after all, there are very few.

But now I learned that a road to promotion is in my hands!

Elder Sun looked around and continued with satisfaction: "Outside, spirit stones are money! Inside the sect, points are money! What's the use of not being on the list? Let me tell you! Those who are on the list are all Out of the ordinary!"

"Thus, low-level disciples who are on the non-group rankings can exchange for the quota of the underground spiritual spring, and the monthly salary and points will be increased according to the ranking!"

"If you are number one on the list..."

Elder Sun said with a smile, "That is the underground spiritual spring. You can stay as long as you want. The sect is in a hurry to send you a magic weapon of the mysterious rank and a fourth-grade elixir. The Twelve Swords of Tuola."

"Also, there is good news for you."

"The top of Jinpeng is the place where disciples fight duels. There, as long as you defeat the person on the list, you can replace him!"

The people below, no matter if they had two spiritual roots, three spiritual roots, or four spiritual roots—they all had wolf-like lust in their eyes.

Except for the only Tianlinggen, Jian Baisan.

She was also very excited, but her hand hurt too much, there was no light in her eyes, only tears of pain.

(End of this chapter)