Chapter 259 Ten Thousand Monster Clan, The Melancholy of Falling Feather Scales
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Liang Xin
At the moment on the cliff.
"Elder, you have been sitting for a day, come down and have a rest." The female disciple under Luo Yulin's command stood in front of the cliff and shouted loudly at the figure on the boulder from a distance.
Lost Feather Lin eyes looked over in a trance, her emerald green eyes glowed quietly, very brilliant.
"What are you arguing about?" Luo Yulin was annoyed, "I'm a true king, so what's the slight wind blowing, do I still need to rest?"
The female disciple shrank her head from being scolded, curled her lips, and whispered: "The real king is in a bad mood again."
The people next to him also nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, the real king seems to be easily unhappy these few months."
"In the past, the real king often retreated for hundreds of years, and never had any emotional fluctuations. In the past few months, he seems to have changed. Do you think it is because of that..." Some female disciples had a gossip look on their faces.
When the gossip was mentioned, several other people immediately cheered up.
"You mean the emperor?"
"Hee hee, that's right. In the Martial God Hall that day, the story of the emperor's conversation with the elders spread. After all, people from all the inheritance places were watching."
"No way, can the emperor really be worthy of the real king?"
"What are you talking about, that's the emperor! You forgot that when the emperor came to the Ten Thousand Monster Clan, you clearly looked straight at yourself."
"I don't have any."
Several female disciples laughed, but their faces were all flushed.
Thinking of the plump and handsome white figure that day, everyone's heart was pounding.
Luo Yulin's reputation in the Ten Thousand Monster Clan is very good. Although she is a true king, her status is respected, and her temperament is usually cold and indifferent, she is very good to the disciples under her command. Several disciples have been injured during training. , and it was all the elders who survived.
Therefore, these disciples dare to gossip here.
"A few days ago, I heard that the emperor's son was seriously injured. It seems to have hurt the origin."
"Yes, yes, I don't know how the emperor is doing now. Do you think the real king is bothered by the injury of the emperor?"
"It must be. I am obviously too thin-skinned, and I dare not go directly to investigate. I am afraid that I am anxious and melancholy now."
"Death to save face..."
Several female disciples murmured, their voices were especially quiet, but Luo Yulin is the real king...
"Wow."
Seeing a few female disciples chatting vigorously, one of them couldn't open his mouth suddenly, humming wildly, with panic all over his face.
On the cliff, Luo Yulin's angry voice sounded.
"If you talk too much, I will seal your tongue and let you practice thousand-year closed-mouth meditation."
The female disciple panicked, her face turned pale, she plopped down on her knees and begged for mercy.
Seeing her trembling look, Luo Yulin's heart softened again, he raised his hand to remove the seal on her mouth, and glanced at her angrily.
He is also a foodie and talkative.
Seeing that the female disciples over there were too frightened to speak nonsense, she turned her calm eyes to the distance.
In front of the cliff, a sea of clouds rises, forming a majestic scene under the scorching sun.
With such a magnificent scenery in front of him, Luo Yulin lacked interest.
hurt...
The smiling face appeared in her mind, and she felt a mess inside.
At this moment, an elder flew over, respectfully landing in front of Luo Yulin.
"Elder Supreme, a new batch of disciples has arrived, and you need to select a few to accept as disciples."
Luo Yulin's expression was cold, and when he heard this, his slender eyebrows frowned slightly: "Do you have to pick it?"
"The Supreme Elder... This is the order of the Mountain Lord, you should take two." The elder smiled wryly.
The Wan Yao Clan urgently needs to grow, but there have been few seedlings that can be regarded by others in these years. This makes the mountain owner very anxious. If there is no successor, the future development of the Wan Yao Clan will be too difficult. It was difficult, so he made this move.
Open up disciples and let go of inheritance.
The purpose is to better give the new batch of disciples the opportunity to improve their cultivation.
The other elders more or less had personal heirs, but Luo Yulin was the only one who was too lazy to accept disciples. This time, the mountain master gave the death order.
After all, she is the only true king in the Ten Thousand Monster Clan. If she can teach her disciples and leave a legacy, it will naturally be the most effective.
"Okay, I get it."
Although Luo Yulin didn't want to, she didn't want to save the Mountain Lord's face either, so she stood up.
As the breeze blew, the plain robe on Luo Yulin's body fluttered, and the clothes clung to her body, which also set off her slender waist and stalwart figure.
In the hall of the Ten Thousand Monster Race.
This group of young disciples has already stood still.
Standing in the crowd, Wang Lin glanced around, his expression restrained, but there was a gleam of light in the depths of his eyes.
I am different from this group of people.
He was born in a mortal family and possessed a ray of demon blood in his body, so he was selected by others to be selected as a disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Clan. In addition to his supernatural talent, he also has his own adventures!
Wang Lin got a bead by accident, which can change the soul.
Even ordinary clear water, as long as it is soaked in this bead overnight, can become spiritual water.
As for many special spiritual materials, with the help of beads, they can thrive and even mutate.
It was because of the effect of this bead that Wang Lin had endless resources and took the lead.
This time...
He must make his name in the Ten Thousand Monster Clan!
At this moment, a loud chorus sounded.
"The elders are here!"
The brilliance in the hall flickered, the crowd split instantly, and a figure from outside the crowd stepped in.
Wang Lin turned his head abruptly, his eyes lit up immediately.
Luo Yulin walked in lightly, she was still dressed in a light blue plain robe, her hair was pulled up randomly by a tree hairpin, her eyelids were drooping on her face, she looked like she was not awake.
But even so, her body revealed an intoxicating free and easy temperament, especially as she walked forward, her body swayed, swayed up and down, and a dazzling arc appeared, which The scene was even more mouth-watering, and all the people around were dumbfounded.
Peerless!
Allure!
This idea popped up in everyone's mind.
"I have seen the elders too."
Immediately, the other elders in the hall bowed respectfully.
Luo Yulin had already sat aside, and there was a trace of impatience on her peerless beauty without makeup.
"Let's start right away."
After hearing Luo Yulin's words, the humble elder didn't dare to neglect, and looked directly at the disciple below.
"You are the group of people who are lucky enough to enter the Ten Thousand Monster Clan. In our Ten Thousand Monster Clan, you must abide by the principles, dedicate your strength, and strengthen the power of the Ten Thousand Monster Clan."
"Today is the day for you to choose your apprenticeship, and many elders present can ask for it, but to be favored by the other party depends on your own talent and strength."
He glanced at the crowd.
Hearing these words, the disciples below all became excited.
"It's time to become a teacher? Then the Supreme Elder is here... Doesn't it mean that there is an opportunity to worship the Supreme Elder?"
"Then I must perform well!"
"If you can be worshiped under the command of the Supreme Elder, even if you keep your filial piety every day, it will be a great joy."
For the other elders, worshiping under their sect means at most they can practice different supernatural powers and treasures. After all, the blood of each elder is different, and they are good at different aspects of cultivation.
But if you pay homage to the Supreme Elder...
This is the real king!
Not only is she the strongest, not to mention she is such an obsessed woman.
Immediately, everyone was in high spirits.
As the responsible elder's voice fell, the ceremony of accepting disciples began.
Most of the disciples were more or less determined by some elders, either because they wanted to be close to their own blood, or because they were good at similar techniques and supernatural powers. In the end, there were only a dozen of them left.
"Elder Luo, don't you have any promising seedlings?" asked the Mountain Lord of the Wan Yao Clan.
The master of the mountain is the cultivation base of the peak of the Taoist body, and he is incomparable to falling feather scales.
But his qualifications are extremely old, he has been in the Ten Thousand Monster Clan for more than 7000 years, and he can be regarded as the generation of Luo Yulin's master uncle, so Luo Yulin still respects him very much.
"Whatever." Luo Yulin yawned in a lack of interest, "I'm going to retreat again recently, I don't have much time to teach others, maybe I can break through to the throne this time."
"You said the same thing a few months ago." The mountain master was helpless.
Falling Featherscale is good for everything.
She has a firm heart, a cold face and a warm heart, but this lazy temperament is really difficult to deal with...
It was better before, but I don't know what stimulated me these few days, and my mood became more and more moody.For such a woman who has cultivated for thousands of years, the former Luo Yulin was almost immersed in the Dao, and lost a lot of feminine temperament.But now, it's going back more and more...
This point made the mountain owner scratch his head extremely, not knowing whether it was good or bad.
"Elder, you have been sitting for a day, come down and have a rest." The female disciple under Luo Yulin's command stood in front of the cliff and shouted loudly at the figure on the boulder from a distance.
Lost Feather Lin eyes looked over in a trance, her emerald green eyes glowed quietly, very brilliant.
"What are you arguing about?" Luo Yulin was annoyed, "I'm a true king, so what's the slight wind blowing, do I still need to rest?"
The female disciple shrank her head from being scolded, curled her lips, and whispered: "The real king is in a bad mood again."
The people next to him also nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, the real king seems to be easily unhappy these few months."
"In the past, the real king often retreated for hundreds of years, and never had any emotional fluctuations. In the past few months, he seems to have changed. Do you think it is because of that..." Some female disciples had a gossip look on their faces.
When the gossip was mentioned, several other people immediately cheered up.
"You mean the emperor?"
"Hee hee, that's right. In the Martial God Hall that day, the story of the emperor's conversation with the elders spread. After all, people from all the inheritance places were watching."
"No way, can the emperor really be worthy of the real king?"
"What are you talking about, that's the emperor! You forgot that when the emperor came to the Ten Thousand Monster Clan, you clearly looked straight at yourself."
"I don't have any."
Several female disciples laughed, but their faces were all flushed.
Thinking of the plump and handsome white figure that day, everyone's heart was pounding.
Luo Yulin's reputation in the Ten Thousand Monster Clan is very good. Although she is a true king, her status is respected, and her temperament is usually cold and indifferent, she is very good to the disciples under her command. Several disciples have been injured during training. , and it was all the elders who survived.
Therefore, these disciples dare to gossip here.
"A few days ago, I heard that the emperor's son was seriously injured. It seems to have hurt the origin."
"Yes, yes, I don't know how the emperor is doing now. Do you think the real king is bothered by the injury of the emperor?"
"It must be. I am obviously too thin-skinned, and I dare not go directly to investigate. I am afraid that I am anxious and melancholy now."
"Death to save face..."
Several female disciples murmured, their voices were especially quiet, but Luo Yulin is the real king...
"Wow."
Seeing a few female disciples chatting vigorously, one of them couldn't open his mouth suddenly, humming wildly, with panic all over his face.
On the cliff, Luo Yulin's angry voice sounded.
"If you talk too much, I will seal your tongue and let you practice thousand-year closed-mouth meditation."
The female disciple panicked, her face turned pale, she plopped down on her knees and begged for mercy.
Seeing her trembling look, Luo Yulin's heart softened again, he raised his hand to remove the seal on her mouth, and glanced at her angrily.
He is also a foodie and talkative.
Seeing that the female disciples over there were too frightened to speak nonsense, she turned her calm eyes to the distance.
In front of the cliff, a sea of clouds rises, forming a majestic scene under the scorching sun.
With such a magnificent scenery in front of him, Luo Yulin lacked interest.
hurt...
The smiling face appeared in her mind, and she felt a mess inside.
At this moment, an elder flew over, respectfully landing in front of Luo Yulin.
"Elder Supreme, a new batch of disciples has arrived, and you need to select a few to accept as disciples."
Luo Yulin's expression was cold, and when he heard this, his slender eyebrows frowned slightly: "Do you have to pick it?"
"The Supreme Elder... This is the order of the Mountain Lord, you should take two." The elder smiled wryly.
The Wan Yao Clan urgently needs to grow, but there have been few seedlings that can be regarded by others in these years. This makes the mountain owner very anxious. If there is no successor, the future development of the Wan Yao Clan will be too difficult. It was difficult, so he made this move.
Open up disciples and let go of inheritance.
The purpose is to better give the new batch of disciples the opportunity to improve their cultivation.
The other elders more or less had personal heirs, but Luo Yulin was the only one who was too lazy to accept disciples. This time, the mountain master gave the death order.
After all, she is the only true king in the Ten Thousand Monster Clan. If she can teach her disciples and leave a legacy, it will naturally be the most effective.
"Okay, I get it."
Although Luo Yulin didn't want to, she didn't want to save the Mountain Lord's face either, so she stood up.
As the breeze blew, the plain robe on Luo Yulin's body fluttered, and the clothes clung to her body, which also set off her slender waist and stalwart figure.
In the hall of the Ten Thousand Monster Race.
This group of young disciples has already stood still.
Standing in the crowd, Wang Lin glanced around, his expression restrained, but there was a gleam of light in the depths of his eyes.
I am different from this group of people.
He was born in a mortal family and possessed a ray of demon blood in his body, so he was selected by others to be selected as a disciple of the Ten Thousand Demon Clan. In addition to his supernatural talent, he also has his own adventures!
Wang Lin got a bead by accident, which can change the soul.
Even ordinary clear water, as long as it is soaked in this bead overnight, can become spiritual water.
As for many special spiritual materials, with the help of beads, they can thrive and even mutate.
It was because of the effect of this bead that Wang Lin had endless resources and took the lead.
This time...
He must make his name in the Ten Thousand Monster Clan!
At this moment, a loud chorus sounded.
"The elders are here!"
The brilliance in the hall flickered, the crowd split instantly, and a figure from outside the crowd stepped in.
Wang Lin turned his head abruptly, his eyes lit up immediately.
Luo Yulin walked in lightly, she was still dressed in a light blue plain robe, her hair was pulled up randomly by a tree hairpin, her eyelids were drooping on her face, she looked like she was not awake.
But even so, her body revealed an intoxicating free and easy temperament, especially as she walked forward, her body swayed, swayed up and down, and a dazzling arc appeared, which The scene was even more mouth-watering, and all the people around were dumbfounded.
Peerless!
Allure!
This idea popped up in everyone's mind.
"I have seen the elders too."
Immediately, the other elders in the hall bowed respectfully.
Luo Yulin had already sat aside, and there was a trace of impatience on her peerless beauty without makeup.
"Let's start right away."
After hearing Luo Yulin's words, the humble elder didn't dare to neglect, and looked directly at the disciple below.
"You are the group of people who are lucky enough to enter the Ten Thousand Monster Clan. In our Ten Thousand Monster Clan, you must abide by the principles, dedicate your strength, and strengthen the power of the Ten Thousand Monster Clan."
"Today is the day for you to choose your apprenticeship, and many elders present can ask for it, but to be favored by the other party depends on your own talent and strength."
He glanced at the crowd.
Hearing these words, the disciples below all became excited.
"It's time to become a teacher? Then the Supreme Elder is here... Doesn't it mean that there is an opportunity to worship the Supreme Elder?"
"Then I must perform well!"
"If you can be worshiped under the command of the Supreme Elder, even if you keep your filial piety every day, it will be a great joy."
For the other elders, worshiping under their sect means at most they can practice different supernatural powers and treasures. After all, the blood of each elder is different, and they are good at different aspects of cultivation.
But if you pay homage to the Supreme Elder...
This is the real king!
Not only is she the strongest, not to mention she is such an obsessed woman.
Immediately, everyone was in high spirits.
As the responsible elder's voice fell, the ceremony of accepting disciples began.
Most of the disciples were more or less determined by some elders, either because they wanted to be close to their own blood, or because they were good at similar techniques and supernatural powers. In the end, there were only a dozen of them left.
"Elder Luo, don't you have any promising seedlings?" asked the Mountain Lord of the Wan Yao Clan.
The master of the mountain is the cultivation base of the peak of the Taoist body, and he is incomparable to falling feather scales.
But his qualifications are extremely old, he has been in the Ten Thousand Monster Clan for more than 7000 years, and he can be regarded as the generation of Luo Yulin's master uncle, so Luo Yulin still respects him very much.
"Whatever." Luo Yulin yawned in a lack of interest, "I'm going to retreat again recently, I don't have much time to teach others, maybe I can break through to the throne this time."
"You said the same thing a few months ago." The mountain master was helpless.
Falling Featherscale is good for everything.
She has a firm heart, a cold face and a warm heart, but this lazy temperament is really difficult to deal with...
It was better before, but I don't know what stimulated me these few days, and my mood became more and more moody.For such a woman who has cultivated for thousands of years, the former Luo Yulin was almost immersed in the Dao, and lost a lot of feminine temperament.But now, it's going back more and more...
This point made the mountain owner scratch his head extremely, not knowing whether it was good or bad.
