Chapter 57 Small Sumeru Nine Palace Formation

Counting the time, the genius banquet on the top of Muling Peak is about to begin.

Luo Yan came to the yard and performed the Spiritual Rain Technique.

Soak the spiritual saplings in the yard.

He mixed his own special trace element nutrient solution with water and poured it on the bottom of the sapling.

Until the soil in the yard becomes soft.

The clouds and mist above the yard were dispersed by him, revealing a large blank space above his head.

So that the sunlight can shine directly in.

The mist-shrouded view around the courtyard is indeed quite an artistic conception.

Refreshing.

Luo Yan closed the courtyard door and hung up a go-out sign.

Since flying was prohibited on Muling Peak, Luo Yan was not in a hurry and walked up step by step.

Along the way, I met many ordinary disciples who were preparing to go up the mountain. Looking at the route, they were most likely going to the General Affairs Hall to receive the mission.

Luo Yan was seen wearing the green robe that was the symbol of an outer disciple.

The originally noisy bluestone steps suddenly became quiet, and everyone stopped and got out of the way.

When Luo Yan passed by, he would bow to him respectfully.

Show respect to the outer disciples.

Luo Yan didn't squint his eyes.

It's not that he's putting on airs, but that there is a class gap between outer disciples and ordinary disciples.

If Luo Yan was amiable to every disciple, he would actually make others feel frightened.

Strength is used to determine superiority and inferiority. This is a principle that even children in this world understand.

This is why he rarely wears the clothes of an outer disciple and wanders around the sect.

Because whenever there are outer disciples, ordinary disciples will even speak softly.

After Luo Yan's figure slowly disappeared from sight, the bluestone steps became noisy again.

"Have you discovered it?

This senior brother's face looks so young, he should be no more than two years older than us.

I can't even feel that this outer sect brother has any cultivation level. Is it because the strength gap between us is too big?

If only I were as powerful as this senior brother, Fairy Qingyue would definitely like me. "

"Pull her down, Fairy Qingyue has now reached the third level of Qi refining. Except for those few perverts, she is almost the strongest in our generation.

You, a loser who just entered the second level of Qi Refining last month, still want to get close to Fairy Qingyue.

Hahaha, that’s so cowardly! "

Roaring laughter spread on the bluestone steps.

Everyone is happy.

The beauty of Fairy Qingyue is universally acknowledged.

She was also a disciple who entered the sect in the same batch as Luo Yan. Because she often performed registration tasks in the General Affairs Hall, she was widely known by ordinary disciples.

And because of her natural beauty and soft-spoken voice, she was regarded as a fairy by many male disciples.

Young Muai!

Luo Yan himself was a little out of touch with the outside world. Every time he performed a task, he only looked for senior brother Xu Youde from the General Affairs Hall, so he didn't know much about these 'celebrities'.

Something strange.

In fact, the task registration in the General Affairs Hall is very troublesome.

Disciples like Senior Brother Xu, who are in charge of the outer sect, are definitely not able to do everything by themselves, down to the smallest detail.

After all, for a small task like D level, there are not a thousand but eight hundred people taking the task every day.

How could he have so much free time to follow up one by one.

So he would look for helpers among ordinary disciples.

Anyway, it is a simple registration and verification task, very simple.

Therefore, the name Fairy Qingyue is widely spread among ordinary disciples.

Luo Yan actually heard their teasing between them from a distance in front, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.

It feels quite like making a scene in the classroom when I was studying in my previous life.

That kind of simplicity

Walking up slowly, passing through the bluestone square near the third of the top of the mountain, you came to the back of the Sutra Pavilion. The crowds that were originally dense when going up the mountain began to disperse and gradually disappeared.

Continue walking up and come to a pavilion.

Nine white jade steps appeared in front of the pavilion, like nine snow-white waterfalls falling down.

Each jade staircase is separated by emerald green vegetation, as regular as the black keys of a piano.

It's just that the keys are green.

It has a unique symmetry.

Right in front of Luo Yan, there was a young man as big as him.

He stepped up one jade staircase, and after a while, he walked out of another jade staircase.

Repeated several times.

It's like being trapped inside.

At this moment, there were two outer disciples standing in the pavilion who were wearing the same cyan robes as Luo Yan.

Their temperaments are somewhat cold.

"How is this going?"

A man with a sickly pale face and a slightly androgynous voice asked.

"What else could be going on!

Can't you see? A formation has been arranged here. "A voice with a disdainful tone responded.

Luo Yan walked forward slowly.

The person speaking was a man with a handsome face like a woman, smooth and delicate skin, and hair tied up with a yellow wooden hairpin.

"That kid Mici is using formations to tease people again.

Follow me closely, I'll take you in. "

The handsome man ordered to his companions.

Regarding Luo Yan's arrival, he took one look and ignored it.

There was no desire to speak at all.

Because it was a new face he had never seen before.

There were only a dozen or so outer disciples on Mu Ling Peak, and the only ones who had no impression on him were those who had just started.

He originally complained about Mici's arrangement of formations on the only way to the top of the mountain.

Who are you trying to eliminate? Come up with such a formation.

It's simply nothing to do.

Now I see another person arriving who has obtained the outer disciple token without going through the outer sect competition.

The word "hum" subconsciously came out of his mouth to express dissatisfaction.

He always looked down on those who used the back door.

Just by practicing faster, you can become an outer disciple.

Totally unworthy of standing with them.

After all, each of them was created step by step with both hands from thousands of ordinary disciples.

One can imagine the hardships involved!

He was quite dissatisfied with Luo Yan's behavior of occupying an outer disciple's quota without any competition.

A guy who relies on the back door to become an outer disciple has nothing but the speed of cultivation!

When Luo Yan saw these two guys who looked like fellow seniors, the arrogance in his eyes was clearly revealed. Before he could get closer, he disappeared into the white jade stone steps and disappeared.

That 'hum' sound was naturally heard by him.

He felt a little baffled.

It seems that I don't know him.

The outer disciples that Yang Chao originally talked about were all arrogant and high-spirited.

Luo Yan didn't take it seriously yet, he didn't expect to be met by him so soon.

And the formation in front of us

Luo Yan's eyes had a little blue light, as if they were seeing through the stone steps and through the clouds and mist.

He saw the five people on the top of the mountain, sitting cross-legged on the ground, glancing towards the pavilion, looking like they were watching a show.

(End of this chapter)

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