Hu Jing and Wang Meng couldn't help but sigh. Zhang Xiaopang is the kind of person who should never be praised. His ears have special abilities and can automatically ignore the bad ones and then amplify the good ones.
It was getting late, and the three young people encouraged each other to break up. Whether they cared about it or not, they were full of expectations for the church, where they would start a new life, a world completely different from the past.
Three days later, one hundred and twenty-five new disciples were waiting at the gate of the temple. They were the new disciples this year. This number also set a record in Thunder City. In the past, sixty or seventy people were a lot.
Everyone was very excited, raised their heads and chests, and looked at the people around them. Youthful arrogance and confidence were overflowing on everyone's face. In the crowd, Wang Meng and the other three were no exception. At this time, Zhang Xiaopang looked particularly special, with twinkling eyes.
The light flies like a flying sword, and those who are swept away will feel it.
After a while, the fat man sighed. Wang Meng knew him too well, "Why, nothing gained."
"Alas, according to my discernment, it is not even half as good as our Xiaojing. It seems that our Xiaojing is going to dominate the temple!"
Zhang Xiaopang did not forget to flatter him, but in fact, Hu Jing was indeed the focus of the audience. She was naturally five-layered and rarely appeared outside the practicing family. This also showed Hu Jing's talent. It is said that some practicing families
He extended an olive branch to her.
With the support of the practicing family, the practice in the holy church will become smoother, and at the same time, he will be better protected in the competition, but Hu Jing is not in a hurry to make a choice.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this may be a great blessing, but obviously Hu Jing's goal is higher.
"Zhang Xiaopang, do you dare to be more boring?" Hu Jing didn't buy it, "But speaking of which, this is also the reason why the elders of the Arrow Sect think so highly of him. It is said that his eyes are the best among the bow cultivator disciples this year."
Zhang Xiaopang raised his head, straightened his belly, and raised his eyebrows very proudly to make his big and bright eyes stand out more.
Just as the voices of a group of young people became louder and louder, a roar sounded, the usually closed church door opened, and four people appeared at the door.
Two of them were the bearded elder and the handsome elder who decided Wang Meng's fate in the re-examination. There was also an amazingly muscular man who looked like he had a good physique, and a mature woman whose elegant temperament made the girls present envious.
Immediately, the whole place fell silent, and the eyes looking at the two people became respectful. In the world of cultivation, ability determines status entirely.
With four golden swords and more than forty levels of life marks, he was a god-like existence to these newbies in the world of cultivation.
"I am Xu Huang from the Sword Sect, and I will also be your guide for practice in the future. Now the team is separated and standing in front of your respective masters."
The bearded Xu Huang's voice was very domineering, and the rookie sword cultivators immediately stood on Xu Huang's side.
"I am Wan Jing of the Arrow Sect. I am a disciple of Gong Cultivator."
Wan Jing's voice was still cold, which was probably Gong Xiu's characteristic, cold and his eyes were like lightning.
When Zhang Xiaopang followed the team to Wan Jing, the surrounding bow cultivator disciples all looked at him.
"What are you looking at? Who said a fat man can't be a bow cultivator!" Zhang Xiaopang said without any discouragement. When Wang Meng and Hu Jing were present, the little fat man never knew what cowardice was.
There was a burst of laughter around, and even the four elders couldn't help laughing. This little guy, it seems that the Arrow Sect is going to be lively.
"Zhao Ya of Fu Cultivation, disciples of Fu Cultivation, come here." Elder Zhao Ya's voice was different from the previous two. It was like a breath of spring breeze, and all the innocent little boys couldn't help themselves and became a little admired.
Hu Jing stood first without hesitation.
"Ti Zong, Wang Bodang, the rest are just the little bastards of Ti Cultivator, okay, don't waste time, let's go!"
The voice of the body cultivator Wang Bodang was like thunder, making the heads of the group of people buzz.
It’s not like this on purpose. When you practice physical training, your body is a weapon, including your voice.
When a group of young people entered the church, the church door slammed shut. It was Wang Bodang who closed the door. The group of young people were stunned. The door that was more than 30 meters high and nearly one meter thick was blocked by Wang Bodang.
When closed with one hand.
Suddenly, the group of physical practitioners were swept away with passion by Wang Bodang's domineering spirit, and suddenly felt that the future was bright.
Under the leadership of four people, everyone entered the inner door, but everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them. There was nothing inside, no people, and no other buildings. There was only an empty square.
Suddenly everyone was whispering, but the four elders had no reaction. Apparently they had seen too many such reactions.
The four elders are also observing these newcomers. The better ones are like Hu Jing, who is not surprised by changes. Of course, some people may already know about it.
The vitality of Lei Guang City is good, but after all, it is only nourishment. For mortals in the growth period, the stronger the vitality, the better. If the qualifications are not enough, it may be dangerous, but once you reach adulthood and have life marks, the best place to practice is definitely
It won't be here.
All practitioners have a common destination, which is the Small Thousand Worlds!
The light shone brightly, and a group of newbies in the spiritual world experienced the taste of a teleportation formation.
When the light dissipated, they had left the so-called holy church. Everyone looked around in amazement. They saw a completely different world, vast and vast. The most different thing was that this world had abundant vitality, which was completely different from the Thunder City outside.
difference.
"Welcome to the Little Thousand World." Zhao Ya from Fu Zong showed a charming smile. Everyone also liked to listen to Zhao Ya's words. The other three were either cold or irritable. How could there be such gentle and elegant elder Zhao Ya?
While he was talking, he took out a boat-shaped talisman from the Qiankun bag, flicked his hands, and the energy was everywhere, and the boat talisman turned into a giant wooden boat.
The four elders jumped on board one after another. The rookies were stunned for a moment and jumped onto the boat one after another.
"rise!"
Following Zhao Ya's natural sound, the flying boat slowly rose, accompanied by the excitement of a group of young people.
"Walk!"
Following Zhao Ya's gesture, the flying boat took off into the sky. At this time, it was the turn of Fu Xiu's disciples to get excited. They were so handsome.
The feeling of overlooking the earth from a high altitude is really wonderful. The lush greenery and the small worlds surrounded by rivers are all like a dream to the practitioners who come here for the first time.
Hu Jing couldn't help but smile. Zhao Ya was her goal and the first goal she wanted to surpass!
Zhang Xiaopang looked around happily, but the scenery was really not attractive to him.
Wang Meng......
Sweat dripped from Wang Meng's head. Wang Meng gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart, what the hell is this? He... is actually afraid of heights.
As a swordsman, my dream is to fly with a sword, but I am afraid of heights... Oh my!
The four elders obviously don't know how many years they have lived here, and their apparent age is not necessarily their true age. This is the advantage of practitioners.