Chapter 1212 Is Late

The Cang Yue Mountains is a well-known area in the Wushen Realm, where hundreds of tribes live. [More good-looking novels will be on + new ^^ dagger ^^ odd ^^ in ^^ text ^^ net +

Among them, five large tribes stood proudly, looking down at the Cang Yue Mountains like a king.

The Qingshui Tribe is one of them. It has existed for ten thousand years. Whether it is background or strength, it can be called powerful. Even if it is not the first, it is enough to be in the top three.

At this moment, the sun is high, and it is noon.

The front of the Qingshui Tribe was crowded with people, and it was very lively. Looking around, it was dark.

Today is the day when this tribe recruits guest ministers. Naturally, it is crowded, attracting many witches.

In addition to this tribe, some of the subordinate medium-sized tribes also took this opportunity to recruit guests.

After all, the Qingshui tribe had very strict conditions for recruiting guest ministers, and not everyone could enter. As a result, the overwhelming majority of people are destined to lose the election.

And this is the opportunity for the medium-sized tribe, to put it bluntly, it is to drink some soup.

Therefore, those medium-sized tribes are looking forward to the end of the assessment, so they can take the opportunity to recruit some strong people.

At this time, the examination has come to an end.

The Qingshui Tribe recruited a total of five guest ministers, of which only one was a beastmaster, and the remaining four were powerhouses who had chosen the path.

This shows how rare the beastmasters are.

As for those strong in the Nascent Soul stage, they can only choose to leave sadly, or join a certain medium-sized tribe.

This made the representatives of the medium-sized tribes laugh, and they stepped forward one after another, trying to pull the losers into their tribes.

Although the Qingshui tribe looked down on these people, for the medium-sized tribe, these people were precious. If it wasn't for the opportunity of the Qingshui tribe to recruit the guest ministers, they would not have been able to recruit them at all.

Therefore, many medium-sized forces have made great promises, although they are not as good as the Qingshui tribe, they are not bad.

Therefore, many people are moved.

At this time, Ling Xian arrived in a hurry.

It took him a lot of time to go to the market,

Even at his speed, he couldn't arrive before the assessment.

"Are you late..."

Looking at the gate of the Qingshui tribe that was about to close, Ling Xian shook his head with a wry smile, quite helpless.

The purpose of his trip was to join the Qingshui tribe and see if he could go against the sky again and replicate the high totem. However, when he arrived, he found that the assessment had ended. How could he not feel helpless?

At the same time, there is some dissatisfaction.

At the moment, he said aloud: "Please wait a moment."

When the words fell, an old man from the Qingshui tribe frowned and turned around to look at him subconsciously.

So are the rest.

"I'm the person in charge of recruiting Ke Qing this time, what's the matter with you?" The old man frowned slightly, especially when he saw that Ling Xian was a human race, the frown deepened.

"I also want to be a guest of the Qingshui tribe. I wonder if you can give me a chance?" Ling Xian smiled lightly, thinking that the old man would give him a chance.

Unexpectedly, the old man refused.

"The assessment is over, come again next time."

Hearing this, Ling Xian frowned slightly, but he didn't expect the old man's rejection so bluntly. However, in order to copy the totem of the Qingshui tribe, he patiently said: "I am a beastmaster, is this not enough?"

When the voice fell, everyone was startled.

Beastmasters are very rare, and they are also very terrifying. Maybe it is not strong in combat, but it has the magical ability to control beasts, and can command hundreds, even tens of thousands of monsters.

This means that the beastmaster alone can withstand thousands of troops.

Therefore, beastmasters are of noble status, and few people dare to provoke them. Even large tribes have to treat them as guests of honor.

It is precisely because of this that the old man hesitated. Although he was very disgusted with the human race, if Lingxian was really a beastmaster, he would naturally not refuse.

Otherwise, the tribe can't explain it.

At the moment, he said lightly: "How to prove it?"

Hearing this, Ling Xian's brows furrowed even deeper, knowing that the old man of the Wu clan was disliked by him. But he didn't say anything, but took out the undead cat.

Immediately, everyone's eyes lit up, especially the female cultivator, who shone brightly.

There is no way, the undead cat is really too cute, especially the lazy appearance with half-squinted eyes at the moment, it is definitely a combination of men and women, and it is extremely cute.

But in the next instant, there was a burst of laughter at the scene.

It is true that the undead cat is very cute and cute, and it is definitely the best pet. But it has nothing to do with it other than its appearance.

Even in a small tribe, the cultivation base of the foundation building period is useless, and in a large tribe, it is no different from ants!

"I laughed so hard that I actually took out a cat demon in the Foundation Establishment period. It's so funny."

"What else can a monster of this level do besides being cute?"

"Can you still point to its tender little claws to tear apart the enemy?"

Everyone burst into laughter, especially the old man and the recruited beastmaster, showing disdain.

This made Ling Xian speechless.

Undead cats can only be cute? Soft paws?

Give me a break!

Once the undead cat grows up, it is definitely an invincible existence at the same level. Even with a wave of it, it can easily tear the mountains apart!

"It's really blind to the eyes."

With a sigh, Ling Xian did not explain anything, because he knew that even if he told the origin of the undead cat, no one would believe it.

"A mere cat demon in the foundation-building stage, dare to show it to be ugly?"

The old man glanced at Ling Xian lightly, and said, "Are there any other monsters?"

"No more." Ling Xian looked calm, ignoring the disdain in the old man's eyes.

"there is none left?"

The old man was stunned at first, and then the disdain in his eyes became more intense: "With only one monster in the foundation-building stage, how dare you call yourself a beastmaster? Do you think I'm a fool?"

Hearing this, everyone laughed.

The reason why a beastmaster is terrifying is that he can control many monsters, and there is only one monster, so obviously he can't be called a beastmaster.

"It's funny to be stupid."

The beastmaster looked amused and said, "When did someone dare to appear as a beastmaster?"

"Pretend?"

Ling Xian frowned. Although he did not understand the other methods of the beast master, he knew the supreme method of three thousand beast masters, and he was definitely stronger than most of the beast masters.

If he wants to own a monster, he only needs to mobilize 3,000 imperial beasts, as many as he wants!

"Is not it?"

The beastmaster smiled playfully and said, "Well, I'll show you what a real beastmaster is."

The voice fell, and dozens of strange formations suddenly appeared on the ground. Immediately afterwards, a monster appeared in every magic circle, and without exception, they were all cultivated in the Nascent Soul period.

As soon as these monsters appeared, they unleashed their ferocity and oppressed the audience.

Seeing this, everyone sneered at Ling Xian.

"See? This is the real Beastmaster, but not everyone can pretend to be." The Beastmaster was amused.

In this regard, Ling Xian not only did not get angry, but showed pity.

It is true that the undead cat is only in the foundation-building stage now, but as long as it grows to the Nascent Soul stage, even if all the monsters of this person go up together, it will not be able to shake a single hair!

"A group of people with eyes and no pearls."

Ling Xian glanced at the beastmaster, really too lazy to get angry. After that, he turned his eyes to the old man, and slowly said something that made the audience silent.

"Hopefully, you won't regret it in the future."