Chapter 1064

Su Qinghuan, Murong Lingtian, Su Xier and a group of young friars who passed the entry test stood in the main peak Hall of wenyuezong.

There were no fewer than a thousand monks who signed up for the entry test this time, but only a few thirty or so really passed the customs.

In addition to Su Xier's five spiritual roots, most of them are three spiritual roots and double spiritual roots, but Tianling roots are very rare.

One is Murong Lingtian, a rare variant of Lei Linggen, and the other is a Tu Linggen, a round faced monk who looks quite simple and honest.

Originally, a single Tu Linggen was extremely rare, but it happened to meet Murong Lingtian's own son of heaven, who was really crushed by the scum man.

In addition, Murong Ling was born with a beautiful face and extraordinary vulgarity. Although the round faced friar of Tu Linggen was not ugly, he was also round faced and round eyed. With his bare head, he looked like a festive and ordinary little monk.

He stood next to such a beautiful man as Murong Lingtian. It was really inconspicuous.

People always look at their faces. When they ask yuezong's major peak leaders, including the leader, they obviously prefer Murong Lingtian.

Before the formal rules of admission began, the present leaders and peak leaders frequently looked at Murong Lingtian in Xuanyi, and their eyes showed approval from time to time.

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But this battle of robbing people should have nothing to do with the little fox.

Because Su Qinghuan has been appointed as the personal disciple of the hanging sword peak, elder Qinghe has even shut down in advance and informed other peak owners of the matter early. If Su Qinghuan passes the test, he will be the only personal disciple in his life and will not be another candidate.

In addition, Su Qinghuan is just a water and wood double spiritual root, and other leaders are also lack of interest. Because Su Qinghuan's posture and appearance are so beautiful, they look at it more, but they have no interest in robbing disciples.

After all, although the genius of single Linggen is rare, there are bound to be so many every hundred years.

The leaders of each peak are the masters of Yuanying and can live for nearly a thousand years. Even if they only have two good seedlings of tianlinggen this time, they don't worry about having to condescend to accept a disciple with double Linggen.

In a word, being able to become the personal disciple of the leaders of all peaks, rather than the monk of single Linggen, is basically because he has strong toughness and excellent performance in his later practice.

Although Su Qinghuan looks good, after all, one person has broken through to the late stage of gas refining, but it is not enough for these people to break the income level.

It was Murong Lingtian. Although the people present didn't say it clearly, the smell of gunpowder began to diffuse. Obviously, everyone didn't want to miss such a peerless genius.

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Just as Su Qinghuan yawned and was bored and ready to stretch, he saw that night Feihan was staring at him helplessly.

Obviously, I think the little fox doesn't take this apprenticeship process seriously.

Because all the people present are big men, Su Qinghuan can't communicate with night Feihan with any voice, otherwise he will die socially.

So she squeezed her eyes at the young man in a white Taoist robe not far away and said silently.

——Elder martial brother ye, the master is closed anyway. Let's wait until the leader and the peak leaders receive their own disciples. Shall we go?

Su Qinghuan thought very simply. According to the current situation, it must be these big men who collectively robbed Murong Lingtian.

As long as Murong Lingtian's ownership is determined, the following people will be interested in accepting the single tullinggen friar as their own disciple.

As for others, they are obviously cannon fodder to accompany them. According to the Linggen level, they are either internal disciples or external disciples.

Sure, this process only needs to wait for two tianlinggen to determine their ownership, and she and night Feihan can run to xuanjian peak.

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Su Qinghuan thought well, which made the night not cold and a little funny.

He connived and reluctantly raised his eyebrows at Su Qinghuan, but he didn't learn to communicate with Su Qinghuan with lips like this. It was obviously a sign for Su Qinghuan to be calm.

The man has long eyebrows and Phoenix eyes, and his face is like a crown of jade. A little symbolic cinnabar between his eyebrows adds a bit of force to the coldness.

At this time, the night was not cold. The faint smile on the handsome face was that Su Qinghuan, who had always seen the beauty in the world, couldn't help looking at it for a moment.

However, when Su Qinghuan enjoyed the handsome face that was not cold at night, he suddenly felt a cold look falling directly on his head.

It's hard to ignore.

Su Qinghuan frowned. She turned her head slightly and saw Murong Lingtian, who was stared at by many Yuanying bosses, looking at herself coldly, with a mixture of ridicule and ridicule.

That look seemed to say that Su Qinghuan had never seen a man.

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Su Qinghuan was speechless at the bottom of her heart. She almost had an illusion. Murong Lingtian's eyes were as unhappy as her husband watching his wife steal a man.

But why does Murong Lingtian look at himself with such eyes?

How ridiculous.

Is it because of their engagement that Murong Lingtian voluntarily withdrew when the original owner was nine years old?

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If it is modern, Su Qinghuan wants to quote that there are always some men, so ordinary, but so confident.

When Su Qinghuan was unhappy, a pleasant but angry female voice suddenly broke the quiet atmosphere in the room.

"Where is Su Qinghuan?"

Suddenly, he was called, or he was called in a tone as if he had done a great mistake. The little fox subconsciously narrowed his eyes.

She followed the voice and looked towards the door of the hall.

For a moment, even though the little fox was a little upset at the moment, he couldn't help staring at his eyes.

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I saw a woman with a beautiful face walking quickly outside the hall.

The other party's skin is as white as snow, and her body is as weak as a willow. A head of green silk is simply tied with a white jade hairpin, but she can't hide the aura and beauty of the woman wearing a blue and white Taoist robe.

There is no doubt that this is a beauty.

And a stunning beauty.

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Not to mention Su Qinghuan, even many male disciples present were stunned.

Su Xi'er, standing beside Murong Lingtian, has felt inferior since she came to this fairy world.

——At first she thought that the men and women in the Xiuxian market were good-looking enough. Later, in the fan barrier forest cold, she saw the group of imperial swords and asked the friars of yuezong. She felt that they were all favored by the creator.

Who would have thought that such a beautiful woman could still be seen today?

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Su Xi'er was afraid that Murong Lingtian would also be fascinated by each other. She subconsciously grabbed Murong Lingtian's arm and wanted to see if Murong Lingtian was as distracted as the disciples present.

As a result, Murong Lingtian seemed not to notice the woman's beauty. He didn't even take a hasty glance. Instead, he stared at Su Qinghuan not far away. He was teasing night Feihan with his eyes