Why Is a Genius Such as Myself Accepting Apprentices? Chapter 222: Song Xi Nian
Hearing Wang Cai said that the soul was pulling and the launch was successful, Lu Xiaoran was very excited.
Another apprentice is coming, the six apprentices of the Great Emperor, Zuizu, if they practice together, their cultivation will increase even faster.
Actually, if Lu Xiaoran cultivates by himself, his speed is not slow. His aptitude is much better than that of all his apprentices combined.
But the problem is, once this person is used to the free giving, and then let him work hard, he doesn't want to work hard.
Lu Xiaoran is a typical example of this situation.
Even if he cultivates by himself, the speed is not slow, but how can he spur the apprentices, let the apprentices cultivate, and it is more comfortable to lie down and keep the cultivation level rising?
Also, someone has to do things like crafting weapons, improving exercises, and alchemy.
"Should I hold a teacher apprenticeship ceremony? But this is not very good. After all, Li Ge and the others are apprentices, and they don't have any of these. Doing it for newcomers may chill the apprentices' hearts."
"I don't know what the new apprentice looks like, whether it's a man or a woman. It's better to be a man. If it's a girl, after all, there is a generation gap, and some topics cannot be discussed."
"By the way, then again, Wangcai seems to have some information, right? Wangcai, show me the information."
"Ok master, this will generate the profile for you."
Soon, Wangcai generated a document, and Lu Xiaoran glanced at it.
Song Xi Nian.
The holy son of Tianhaozong in the former Daqin Empire, with excellent talent and strong cultivation, attracted a lot of licking dogs.
One of the women was the Dao Companion of the young disciples of the Heavenly Hao Sect. She broke up with the Dao Companion because she tried to cling to the Song Dynasty. She never thought that the woman's little Dao Companion would gather countless peak masters overnight for her. service.
Even, even Tianhaozong turned against Song Xinian and began to hunt down Song Xinian.
"ZizZi... is also a tough kid."
Lu Xiaoran only needed to read a few words, and he almost understood in his heart, what happened to this Song Xinian.
It's nothing more than that he is a tall, rich and handsome person. Such a person will definitely gather a large group of licking dogs. Among them is a woman, the little girlfriend of the son of luck.
As a result, needless to say, it must have angered the son of luck all of a sudden, causing the family to rise up, in turn killing him, chasing after him.
A fairly normalized routine.
I just don't know, what type is this child of luck?
However, theoretically speaking, if the apprentice is more competitive, the corresponding son of luck will also be equally good.
This son of luck is probably no lower than Li Liushui.
Also acceptable.
After all, Changsheng's aptitude is so strong, and the aptitude of this past year will definitely not be weak.
If there are a few more, like Changsheng, a precious apprentice with a fast cultivation speed will also make a lot of money.
The excited Lu Xiaoran even felt a little sleepless.
Then...
One day passed, two days passed, three days passed....
Until the seventh day, Lu Xiaoran couldn't sit still.
"Wangcai, you are too much? It's been seven days, why hasn't my apprentice come over yet?"
"Master, please don't worry, Song Xinian is currently being hunted down, so the journey is very slow. It is tentatively estimated that if he is not hacked to death, he will be able to come to Wumingzong in a month at most. ."
Lu Xiaoran: "..."
"My apprentice, may I be hacked to death?"
"Yes, Master. He cannot be blessed by your luck because he has not yet come under your door."
"Then if he is hacked to death, can I still accept him as an apprentice?"
"If you can still find a hair and a remnant of the soul, you may be able to use the body sculpt to resurrect him, but if he is bombarded and killed with no scum left, then it will not work."
Lu Xiaoran: "..."
Co-authored he had to go to the rescue.
Otherwise, let's not talk about my precious apprentice, can I fly over in time, even if he comes over and attracts a lot of pursuers, isn't it painful for me?
Do you want the purity of the anonymous sect?
Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoran took a deep breath and said again:
"Wang Cai, tell me his location."
"Ok, sending location to owner."
When Lu Xiaoran got the coordinates, he unfolded his Sanyi True Eyes and disappeared in place in an instant. When he reappeared, he had already appeared in the Taigu Mountains in the north of Dazhou, near the border of the Daqin Empire.
The Taigu Mountains are the boundary line blocking the Great Qin Dynasty and the Zhou Dynasty. The mountains and mountains here are more than tens of millions of kilometers. From east to west, it seems to divide the earth.
In the Taikoo Mountains, there are many powerful monsters hidden, some monsters are not even weaker than Wu Zun among humans.
In the rumors, in the depths of the Taikoo Mountains, there seem to be very few top-level bosses whose cultivation has reached the legendary holy realm.
Therefore, whether it is the Great Qin Empire or the Great Zhou Dynasty, there will be no large-scale wars, or the migration of monks. The reason is here.
At this time, in the Primordial Mountains, in the dense forest that covered the sky and the sun, a monk with a severed left shoulder was lurking in the dense forest.
His shoulders are wrapped in cloth, but still soaked in blood.
If it weren't for his cultivation level being strong enough to suppress the flow of blood, I'm afraid, at this moment, he would have already died from excessive blood loss because he couldn't bear it.
The pair of scarlet and bloodshot eyes were staring at the open space ahead.
For a moment, two figures suddenly appeared one after the other, and he also shot in an instant, holding a knife in one hand, and in a flash of cold light, two heads flew up immediately.
Put puff puff....
The two corpses fell to the ground, and he was breathing heavily, his face full of exhaustion.
Obviously, after being hunted down for a long time, he can't hold it anymore.
"It has been seven days since I entered the Taikoo Mountains, and now I am seriously injured. Looking at it like this, I am afraid that I will not be able to escape the Great Zhou Dynasty.
God, what did I do wrong in Song Xi years, you want to make fun of me like this? "
An inexplicable sadness flooded Song Xinian's heart.
He was supposed to be the highly anticipated Son of Heaven, but because of a brain-dead woman, he insisted on following him, which caused him to be hunted and killed.
My **** is pitiful, he has no interest in that woman at all, and he doesn't even want to touch that woman.
From the beginning to the end, it was the woman who insisted on leaning on her body, but her Taoist companion hated her to the core, and made unkind remarks many times.
As the dignified Son of Heavenly Hao Sect, even if he can accept that the other party humiliates him, his lickers won't accept it.
So, those little brothers swarmed up, crippled each other, and threw them out of the mountain gate.
However, in the end, he became the biggest culprit.
But obviously, he didn't do anything.
This is what makes Song Xinian most wronged.
Is it wrong to be handsome, powerful, and high-status? Is there something wrong?
He didn't hurt anyone, so why is he where he is today?
Song Xi Nian really wanted to roar to vent his dissatisfaction with God.
Unfortunately, he doesn't even have a chance to shout out loud now.
Because, in the dense forest of the Primordial Mountains, there are people hunting him everywhere.
Even if you don't mention the people who are chasing him, just some of the powerful monsters here are not something he can afford.
So now, he is about to be suffocated to death.
However, at this moment, above his head, the air distorted for a while, and suddenly a powerful aura appeared that he could not even measure the other party's breath.
"Damn!"
Song Xi Nian's pupils shrank, and his face changed dramatically.
Is the enemy catching up?
And he is also a super-high powerhouse.
It's over, now he's dead.
Even, because of too much fear, the muscles in his legs began to tremble, and he couldn't even escape.
At this moment, the instinct for survival instantly shrouded his heart.
Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately bit the tip of his tongue, letting the pain force him back into control of his body, then turned and ran.
Whoosh-!
His figure instantly turned into a streamer.
Lu Xiaoran, who had just been sent over, was confused.
"Is this kid... a rabbit? How can he run so fast?"
Shaking his head, Lu Xiaoran tapped his feet, and his body instantly disappeared in place.
Song Xinian fled out ten thousand meters away, glanced back, did not see Lu Xiaoran's figure, and was relieved.
Fortunately, it seems that I have misunderstood. The other party just happened to pass by, not to chase and kill me.
However!
As soon as he turned around, he saw Lu Xiaoran, with his hands on his back, standing on his way with a smile and waiting for him.
"Not good!"
Song Xi Nian's steel teeth bite, not daring to have the slightest carelessness, he immediately shot, condensed his full strength, and slashed at the opponent.
He didn't know whether his knife could cause damage to the opponent, but he knew that if he wanted to survive, he would have to work hard at this moment.
The long knife bloomed with a 100-meter-long sword light ~IndoMTL.com~ towards Lu Xiaoran and fell head-on.
However, just as it fell on top of Lu Xiaoran's head, a transparent protective shield suddenly appeared on Lu Xiaoran's body.
Actually, it wasn't just one shield, but three artifact armors and five shields formed by two imperial armors, but it looked like a shield because they were in the same position.
When Daomang touched Lu Xiaoran's protective cover, it exploded into pieces with a bang.
Song Xi Nian was dumbfounded on the spot.
What kind of god-man is this? fart so thick?
A blow from your own King Wu was actually shattered by a direct rebound?
Just as he was thinking, Lu Xiaoran slapped him lightly with his big hand, and a huge force formed on the top of his head in an instant, and slapped him onto the ground on the spot.
Bang-!
In an instant, Song Xinian felt that his soul was dizzy, and he was about to faint.