When Lu Xiaoran heard Wangcai say that the soul traction was successfully activated, he was so excited.

A new disciple is coming, six disciples with the potential of great emperors. If we practice together, my cultivation will increase even faster.

In fact, if Lu Xiaoran practices on his own, his speed is not slow. His aptitude is much better than that of all his disciples combined.

But the problem is, once a person gets used to getting things for free, he won’t want to work hard anymore.

Lu Xiaoran is a typical example of this situation.

Even if he practices himself and his speed is not slow, how can it be better to urge his disciples to practice while he can just lie down and improve his cultivation level?

Moreover, someone has to do the work of forging weapons, improving martial arts, refining elixirs, etc.

"Should I hold a ceremony to become a disciple? But this is not a good idea. After all, Li Ge and his friends didn't have such a ceremony when they became disciples. If I hold one for the newcomers, it might discourage the disciples."

"I don't know what the new apprentice looks like, whether it's a boy or a girl. It would be best if it's a boy. If it's a girl, after all, there's a generation gap and some topics can't be discussed."

"Oh, by the way, Wangcai should have some information, right? Wangcai, show me the information."

"Okay, Master. I will generate the information for you."

Soon, Wangcai generated a piece of information and Lu Xiaoran took a look at it.

Song Xi Nian.

The saint son of the Tianhao Sect in the former Qin Empire, with outstanding talent and powerful cultivation, attracted a group of bootlickers.

Among them was a woman who was the Taoist partner of a young disciple of Tianhao Sect. She broke up with her Taoist partner because she tried to get close to Song Xinian. Unexpectedly, the woman's Taoist partner actually gathered countless top masters to serve her overnight.

Even the Tianhao Sect turned against Song Xinian and began to hunt him down.

"Zizi is also a miserable child."

Lu Xiaoran only needed to read a few words to almost understand what was going on with this Song Xinian.

It's just that he is tall, rich and handsome. Such a person will definitely be surrounded by a large group of bootlickers. Among them is a woman, who is the girlfriend of the son of luck.

Needless to say, the result was that he immediately angered the son of luck, causing him to rise up and start killing people indiscriminately, chasing him and hacking him.

A fairly normalized routine.

I just don’t know what type of person this son of luck is?

It was also a counterattack overnight.

Zhuge Ziqiong's foot washing water comes from the Dragon King. Could this be some Shura?

However, theoretically speaking, the more awesome the apprentice is, the more awesome his corresponding son of luck will be.

This son of luck is probably no lesser than Li Liushui.

It's acceptable.

After all, Changsheng’s aptitude is so strong, so this person’s aptitude in the past must not be weak either.

If he could have a few more disciples like Changsheng who could cultivate very quickly, he would make a lot of money. The profit for one or two months might be equal to that of dozens of Li Ge.

Lu Xiaoran was so excited that he even felt a little unable to sleep.

Then

One day passed, two days passed, three days passed.

Until the seventh day, Lu Xiaoran could no longer sit still.

"Wangcai, this is a bit too much, isn't it? It's been seven days, why hasn't my apprentice come yet?"

"Master, please don't worry. Song Xinian is being hunted down, so his progress is very slow. According to preliminary estimates, if he is not hacked to death, he will be able to reach the Wuming Sect in a month at most."

Lu Xiaoran: “.”

"My apprentice is likely to be hacked to death?"

"Yes, Master. Because he has not yet become your disciple, he cannot be blessed by your luck."

"If he is hacked to death, can I still accept him as my apprentice?"

"If we can still find a strand of hair or a wisp of residual soul, we might be able to use the body-shaping seal to revive him. But if he was killed by someone without leaving any trace, then that won't work."

Lu Xiaoran: “.”

It seems that he must go for rescue.

Otherwise, let alone whether his beloved disciple could fly over in time, even if he came and attracted a large number of pursuers, wouldn’t he be in trouble?

Do you still want the tranquility of the Wuming Sect?

Thinking of this, Lu Xiaoran took a deep breath and spoke again:

"Wangcai, tell me his location."

"Okay, transmitting the location to the master."

When Lu Xiaoran got the coordinates, he directly opened the Trinity True Pupil and disappeared in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already in the northern part of Da Zhou, near the Taigu Mountains on the border of the Qin Empire.

The Taigu Mountains are the border that blocks the Qin and Zhou dynasties. The mountains here are towering and steep, extending for more than tens of millions of kilometers from east to west, as if they have split the earth in two.

In the Taigu Mountains, there are many powerful monsters hidden. Some of them are even as powerful as human martial masters.

Rumor has it that deep in the Taikoo Mountains, there seem to be a few top bosses whose cultivation has reached the legendary holy realm.

Therefore, whether it is the Qin Empire or the Zhou Dynasty, there will be no large-scale wars or migration of monks. This is the reason.

At this time, in the Taigu Mountains, in the dense forest that covered the sky, a monk with his left shoulder severed was lurking in the dense forest.

His shoulder was wrapped in cloth, but was still stained with blood.

If his cultivation had not been strong enough to suppress the flow of blood, he would have died from excessive blood loss at this moment due to being unable to bear it.

Those scarlet and bloodshot eyes were staring at the open space ahead.

After a moment, two figures, one in front and one behind, suddenly appeared, and he made a move in an instant, holding the knife in one hand, and in a flash of cold light, two heads flew up immediately.

Plop, plop.

Two bodies fell to the ground, and he was gasping for breath, his face showing fatigue.

Obviously, he had been chased for a long time and was now unable to hold on any longer.

"It has been seven days since I entered the Taigu Mountains, and I am now seriously injured. If this continues, I am afraid that I will not be able to escape the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Oh my God, what did I, Song Xinian, do wrong that you want to tease me like this? "

An inexplicable sadness surged into Song Xinian's heart.

He should have been the much-anticipated Holy Son of the Tianhao Sect, but because of a brainless woman who insisted on following him, he was hunted down.

God bless him, he had no interest in that woman at all, he didn't even want to touch her.

From the beginning to the end, it was clearly that woman who insisted on relying on him, but her Taoist partner hated him to the core and spoke rudely to him many times.

As the Holy Son of the Tianhao Sect, even if he could accept being humiliated by the other party, his bootlickers would not accept it.

So, those younger brothers rushed forward, beat the opponent to a cripple, and threw him out of the mountain gate.

But in the end, he became the biggest culprit.

But obviously, he did nothing.

This is what makes Song Xinian feel most wronged.

Is it wrong to be handsome, powerful, and have a high status? Is it wrong?

He didn't hurt anyone, why did he end up like this?

Song Xinian really wanted to roar to vent his inner dissatisfaction with God.

But unfortunately, he didn't even have the chance to shout loudly.

Because the dense forests of the Taigu Mountains are full of people chasing him.

Even without mentioning the people who were chasing him, just the powerful monsters here were not something he could afford to offend.

So now, he was almost suffocated to death.

However, at this moment, the air above his head twisted, and suddenly there appeared a powerful aura that he could not even measure.

“Damn it!”

Song Xinian's pupils shrank and his expression changed drastically.

Are the enemies catching up?

And he is also a very powerful person with extremely high cultivation.

It's over, he is dead now.

He was so frightened that his leg muscles began to tremble and he couldn't even run away.

At this moment, the instinct for survival instantly enveloped his heart.

Without any hesitation, he immediately bit his tongue, letting out the pain, forced himself to regain control of his body, then turned and ran.

whoosh——!

His figure instantly turned into a stream of light.

Lu Xiaoran, who had just been teleported here, looked confused.

"Is this kid born in the Year of the Rabbit? How can he run so fast?"

Shaking his head, Lu Xiaoran tapped his feet lightly and his body disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Song Xinian escaped ten thousand meters away, looked back, and did not see Lu Xiaoran, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it seems that I misunderstood. The other party just happened to pass by and was not here to hunt me down.

However!

As soon as he turned around, he saw Lu Xiaoran, who was standing on his way waiting for him with his hands behind his back and a faint smile.

"not good!"

Song Xinian gritted his teeth and didn't dare to be careless at all. He immediately took action, concentrated all his strength and slashed at the opponent.

He didn't know whether this blow of his could cause any harm to the other party, but he knew that if he wanted to survive, he had to fight desperately at this moment.

The long sword emitted a blade light that was a hundred meters long and fell towards Lu Xiaoran.

However, just as it was about to slash down on Lu Xiaoran's head, a transparent protective shield suddenly appeared on Lu Xiaoran's body surface.

In fact, there was not just one protective shield, but five protective shields formed by three pieces of artifact armor and two pieces of imperial armor. It just looked like one protective shield because they were in the same position.

When the blade touched Lu Xiaoran's protective shield, it exploded into pieces with a bang.

Song Xinian was dumbfounded on the spot.

What kind of god is this? So thick-skinned?

His own attack as King Wu was actually bounced back and shattered?

Just as he was thinking about it, Lu Xiaoran gently clapped his hands, and a huge force instantly formed above his head, knocking him to the ground on the spot.

Bang--!

In an instant, Song Xinian felt his soul dizzy and he was about to faint.

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