Heavenly Lord of the Myriad Realms

Sixty young people ecstatically fell to the ground at the same time, and suddenly slammed a head to Chu Tian. The name of the ‘Tianshi’ in the mouth was even more intimate.

Chu Tian looked at the sixty young people and said slowly: "And, you can send letters to your own homeowners. Every one of you can make a good family or a sect from your house. In short, you Each family has 60 recommended places."

Indulge in a moment, Chu Tian said: "Every three years in the future, you five people sent from the family to 60 people, from the good family, the power to pick 300 people, the five of you, directly My introductory disciple, other people, are outside disciples, and after much labor, after passing the exam, they will enter the inner door."

Chutian’s words made these young people shake again.

Every three years, Chu Tian will include a group of disciples?

This is more than the husband-in-law who have a lot of handwriting, and the widowers are the ones who accept the apprentices, and it is hard to kill them!

Like a scorpion, I chose the big girls who are beautiful and beautiful, but after they got started, they didn't seem to learn anything. Nor does it mean that the husband does not accept male disciples, but the male apprentices under his door are completely used by him as a slave and a beater. All the day is done with bits and pieces.

The other Dan teachers are slightly better than the widowers, but they are also self-satisfied. It is difficult to learn something from their hands!

And Chutian, it seems that... It seems that it is true to really accept the disciples?

Moreover, he gave the five major families an additional recommended number of 60 people every three years? This is the best opportunity for the five major families to consolidate their forces, win over their allies, and expand their power sites!

Sixty young people’s voices were loud and loud, and they screamed at the three pharmacopists on the coffee table.

Chutian said, as long as you have finished the three Pharmacopoeias, you can run to give him a hoe!

Doesn't it mean that whoever is the first to finish, who is the first girl, who is the big disciple of Chutian in the windless canyon? Is there so many masters of the same door in the future? Oh, hey, this is much more face!

Chu Tian smiled and nodded to Chu Yu: "Hey, these little guys will be handed over to you!"

Chu Xiao’s little face was stretched tightly, her eyes were round and round, and her crying thoughts were all there. She was a little older and asked her to teach these ages a few rounds more than her, and to be taller than her. A big family?

However, well, it is just an endorsement.

Chu Yu is very nervous, and his tone is stiff: "Well, um, come first a few sisters..."

Chu Tian’s finger was knocked on Chu’s head. He whispered: “It’s not my sister, it’s your teacher’s niece... Hey, come a few hands and feet, and transcribe this Pharmacopoeia. Distribute to the big guy! Speed, get it faster!"

Chu Yu’s smile, the girls in the Herbs Church are shining with their eyes, and the young men’s eyes such as Tiger Wan Ye are able to bleed. What is this? Chu Chu is clearly sneaking for these gimmicks. Opportunity!

Chutian 'hehe' smiled: "You, do you have to prepare paper and pen, and copy it at the same time, or let your family find a way to get a fair way, and at the same time transcribe 60 sets, and hand it over to you? Scared, this thing, I will not care!"

Hu Wanye suddenly heard the meaning of Chutian. He stuttered and said: "Tianshi, you mean, in our house, you can... can..."

Chu Tian waved his hand and said indifferently: "The three most basic pharmacological records have been recorded. If your family is willing to collect, it will be hidden. What is it worth?"

Hu Wanye and others suddenly turned red, and they once again squatted and bowed to Chu Tian.

Chutian did not take the three Pharmacopoeias seriously, but for Hu Wanye, the three Pharmacopoeias are enough to add a large chunk of their family heritage. A powerful family, isn't that just gathering sand into a tower and slowly developing it?

Chu Yu was very hard to hold a Pharmacopoeia out of the Herbs, and Hu Wanye and another young man who was close to home, holding a Pharmacopoeia and a Pharmacopoeia behind him. The young people were so stunned, as if they were following a nest of chickens and pheasants, and they went out with them.

Chu Tian smiled, and he listened to his ears. With the wind, there was a deep, thick and very penetrating snoring sound. The tiger vigorously fell asleep on the top of the main peak.

Shaking his head, not disturbing the drunken tiger drunk last night, Chu Tian Trail straight out of the 菡 崖 cliff, pedaling a gust of wind, not long time to the windless city.

Far from seeing the windless city guards flying in the sky with a ray of light, Chutian landed on the ground, followed the familiar road of Qingshi Avenue and entered the city without wind, all the way through the streets, and soon came to a A huge market.

In these two days, Chutian has already touched the details of the windless city from the bottom monks of Wufengcheng.

Without any hesitation, Chutian walked into a pavilion covering nearly a thousand acres. He walked through the crowd briskly, walked through the stairs and verandas that were as complex as spider webs, and soon followed a secret. The passage came to the outer layer of the core area of ​​this pavilion.

Two middle-aged men in black were in front of Chutian and looked at him blankly.

"This guest, good eyes..."

Chu Tian smiled and arched the two middle-aged men: "Oh, it is indeed the first time to come, just the road to here, but I have been inquiring. I would like to ask, to order the magical spirits, But here?"

The two men in black are still staring at Chutian with no expression. They look like a sound in the wall of the seams behind them. The clean and flawless wall suddenly splits a door, a man with a smile on his face. Walked out quickly.

"I thought it was who was originally Mr. Xiaotian. Oh, the guests are coming, these two dead things are dull! Please, please, Mr. Xiaotian, please come in, please come in!"

'dead'?

Chu Tian glanced at the two black men and suddenly smiled.

At first glance, these two people are no different from living people, but when they look closely, their eyes are carefully carved out of two black diamonds and white crystals. The cold light in the curtains is not a little bit live.

This is two!

The Magical Pavilion is a powerful force from the Eighth Island Circle of the Xingxingyang, and it has been smashed by Chutian for a while.

The two silently separated from each other, the old man was very enthusiastic to invite Chu Tian into the door, behind the ‘咔嚓’, the secret door closed, the wall still did not see the slightest gap.

After walking through a long corridor, I entered a beautifully furnished living room, and a pretty girl like a sweet girl sent tea and fruit.

The old man smiled and introduced his identity to Chu Tian. He was the shopkeeper Ye Qingqiu of the Magic Pavilion in the Windless Canyon. Then he opened the door and asked Chutian what he wanted to order.

Chu Tian indulged for a moment, his fingers tapped on the coffee table around him.

"Dan furnace, alchemy furnace, six hundred!"

Ye Qingqiu's nephew suddenly became bright.

At this time, Chu Tian began to include the news of the disciples, which has spread rapidly in all directions.