Hearing Wang Cai said that the soul was pulling and the launch was successful, Lu Xiaoran was very excited.
Another apprentice is coming, the apprentice of the six great emperors, Zuizu, if they practice together, their cultivation will increase faster.
In fact, if Lu Xiaoran cultivates by himself, the speed is not slow. His aptitude is much better than that of all the apprentices combined.
But the problem is, if this person is used to free giving, and then let him work hard, he doesn't want to work hard.
Lu Xiaoran is typical 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 their cultivation bases rising?
Also, someone has to do things like crafting weapons, improving exercises, and refining pills.
"Should I hold a teacher apprenticeship ceremony? But it's 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 can't be discussed."
"By the way, then again, Wangcai seems to have some information, right? Wangcai, show me the information."
"Okay master, this will generate data for you."
Soon, Wang Cai generated a document, and Lu Xiaoran glanced at it.
Song Xi years.
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 to serve her.
In fact, even Tianhaozong turned against Song Xinian and began to hunt down Song Xinian.
"Zizou... is also a miserable child."
Lu Xiaoran only needed to read a few words, and he almost understood in his heart, what happened to this Song Xinian.
It is nothing more than that he is tall, rich and handsome. Such a person will definitely gather a large group of licking dogs around him. Among them, there is a woman who is the little girlfriend of the son of luck.
As a result, needless to say, it must have angered the son of luck all at once, let the family rise up, and in turn killed him, chasing after him.
Pretty normal routine.
I just don't know, what type of child of luck is this?
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, he 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 going too far? 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. Preliminary estimates are 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 he be hacked to death?"
"Yes, master. Since he has not yet come under your door, he cannot be blessed by your luck."
"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, maybe you can use the body sculpting mark to revive him, but if he is bombarded and killed with no scum left, then it will not work."
Lu Xiaoran: "..."
Co-authoring, he must go to the rescue.
Otherwise, let's not talk about his precious apprentice, can he fly over in time, even if he comes and attracts a lot of pursuers, wouldn't he be very annoying?
Do you want the purity of the nameless sect?
Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoran took a deep breath and said again:
"Wang Cai, tell me his location."
"Okay, the location is being sent to the master."
After Lu Xiaoran got the coordinates, he unfolded his Sanyi True Eyes and disappeared instantly. When he reappeared, he had already appeared in the Taigu Mountains in the north of Dazhou, near the border of the Daqin Empire.
The Taikoo Mountains are the boundary line blocking the Daqin 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.
According to 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 Taikoo Mountains, in the dense forest that covered the sky and the sun, a monk whose left shoulder was cut off was lurking in the dense forest.
His shoulders were 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 lost too much blood and died because he couldn't bear it.
Those scarlet and bloodshot eyes were staring at the empty space ahead.
For a moment, two figures suddenly appeared one after the other, and he also shot in an instant, holding the knife in one hand, and in a flash of cold light, two heads flew up immediately.
puff puff....
The two corpses fell to the ground, and he was breathing heavily, his face full of exhaustion.
Obviously, after being chased and killed 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 Xinian, you want to make fun of me like this? "
An inexplicable sadness welled up in Song Xinian's heart.
He should have been the highly anticipated Son of Heavenly Sect, but because of a brain-dead woman who insisted on following him, he was hunted and killed.
God is pitiful, he has no interest in that woman at all, and he doesn't even want to touch that woman.
From beginning to 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 Holy Son of the Heavenly Hao Sect, even if he could accept the other party humiliating him, his licking dogs would not accept it.
Therefore, those little brothers rushed up, beat the other party into a cripple, and threw them out of the mountain gate.
However, in the end, he became the biggest culprit.
But obviously, he did nothing.
This is what makes Song Xi Nian most wronged.
Is it wrong to be handsome, strong, and high-status? Is there something wrong?
He didn't hurt anyone, why did he get to where he is today?
Song Xi Nian really wanted to roar to vent his inner dissatisfaction with God.
But unfortunately, he doesn't even have the chance to shout loudly now.
Because, in the dense forest of the Taikoo Mountains, there are people who are chasing him everywhere.
Even if you don't mention the people who are chasing him, just some powerful monsters here are not something he can afford.
So now, his whole person is about to be suffocated to death.
However, at this moment, above his head, the air distorted for a while, and suddenly there was a powerful breath that he could not even measure the breath of the other party.
"damn it!"
Song Xinian'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 of his legs began to tremble, and he couldn't even escape.
At this moment, the instinct to survive instantly shrouded his heart.
Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately bit the tip of his tongue, let the pain, forcibly regained his control over his body, and then turned around and ran.
Whoosh-!
His figure instantly turned into a streamer.
Lu Xiaoran, who had just sent it over, was dumbfounded.
"This kid...is it a rabbit? How can he run so fast?"
Shaking his head, Lu Xiaoran tapped his feet, and his body disappeared in place in an instant.
Song Xinian fled 10,000 meters away, glanced back, did not see Lu Xiaoran's figure, and suddenly heaved a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, it seems that I have misunderstood, the other party just happened to pass by, not to chase and kill him.
However!
As soon as he turned around, he saw Lu Xiaoran, with his hands on his back, standing on his way with a smile, waiting for him.
"not good!"
Song Xi Nian's steel teeth were bitten, and he did not dare to be careless at all, and immediately shot, condensed his full strength, and slashed at the opponent.
He didn't know whether his knife could cause harm to the opponent, but he knew that if he wanted to survive, he would have to work hard at this moment.
The long knife burst into a 100-meter-long sword light ~www.novel35.com~ towards Lu Xiao Ran and fell head-on.
However, just as it fell on top of Lu Xiaoran's head, a transparent protective cover suddenly appeared on Lu Xiaoran's body.
In fact, there is not only one protective shield, but three artifact armors and five protective shields formed by two imperial armors, but because they are in the same position, it looks like a protective shield.
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 **** is this? fart so thick?
His own attack from King Wu was actually shattered by a direct rebound?
Just as he was thinking, Lu Xiaoran slapped his big hand lightly, and a huge force formed on top of his head in an instant, slapping him to the ground on the spot.
boom--!
In an instant, Song Xinian felt that his soul was dizzy, and he was about to faint.