System: Auto Pickup Is On

The burning sensation lasted for an hour before subsiding.

Luo Tian clearly felt that the qi in his body had completed a transformation, as if it had a close connection with the power of fire between heaven and earth. As long as he moves his mind slightly, he can turn himself into flames.

Beckoning, Luo Tian tried to use it.

In an instant, flames appeared on his arm. This warm feeling is not as scary as Luo Tian imagined. The flames summoned by himself seem to know him, and will not cause any damage to him. Not even the clothes will be set on fire if he wants to.

All these seem to be born with abilities, but he just opened them up until now. He waved the flame and threw it, which exploded on the ground. This sense of arm command is really perfect.

Luo Tian played in this empty practice room for quite a while, until the Qi in his body was almost exhausted, then he stopped.

The current Luo Tian, ​​compared to a month ago, is really not the same.

Whether it is attributes or abilities in all aspects, Luo Tian has had a huge improvement. It can be said that in the Practitioner territory, Luo Tian feels that he has no rivals. What kind of top-grade Practitioner, in front of him, he can only make two or three tricks.

But Luo Tian clearly knew that there was still a huge gap between himself and Martial Master. At least he now has more than a thousand attributes in his whole body, and he still doesn't have any advantage in front of President Wu.

Luo Tian guessed that the attributes of a Martial Master must have at least one of the three attributes over a thousand. I have to say that the gap between Practitioner and Martial Master is really too big. It's no wonder that many people have been stuck in the Practitioner state all their lives, and they can't touch the fur of Martial Master until they die. After all, the so-called top-grade Practitioner may only need the three major attributes to add up to more than three hundred.

But this attribute is still far away from the Martial Master. If the root bone is not good, then you really won't be able to cultivate it for a lifetime.

Luo Tian is also fortunate, fortunately he can still pick up attributes. Otherwise, relying on his current bones alone, he will die slowly when he reaches two or three hundred. If you want to practice thousands, it will probably take ten or eight years.

"Luo Tian! Luo Tian! Come out!"

Outside, President Wu's familiar shout came.

If someone shouted, Luo Tian just pretended he didn't hear it. But President Wu shouted, Luo Tian pretended not to hear it.

"I'm coming!"

Hastily, Luo Tian came out of the practice room, and saw President Wu with his hands behind his back at a glance, looking at him seriously.

"What are you doing? It's making a mess of smoke. If you ruin the practice room, you won't be able to pay for it!"

President Wu stared at Luo Tian and said.

For Luo Tian, ​​President Wu is actually quite satisfied. The recent progress of Luo Tian is really visible to the naked eye. Dean Wu even thought that Luo Tian might even consider trying the Martial Master assessment in less than two years. Regardless of passing the assessment, it is estimated that the Martial House of Yanyang City will become famous in one fell swoop. It is a lifetime honor to be able to train a young Martial Master for the empire.

But the more satisfied he was with Luo Tian, ​​the more President Wu couldn't show it on the surface. On the contrary, he will be more strict with Luo Tian on weekdays. Therefore, when Luo Tian saw Dean Wu, he lowered his head, did not dare to speak, and waited quietly for Dean Wu's lesson.

Anyway, Luo Tian doesn't take it to heart at all, you send money, your boss, you can say whatever you want!

But today, Dean Wu didn't come to scold him.

"Arrange your clothes and follow me, the deacon of the empire has arrived. Here is your chance to perform!"

Beckoning, President Wu signaled Luo Tian to follow him.

Luo Tian asked in confusion: "Deacon? Is it Wuta's deacon?"

Dean Wu thought for a while and said, "That's right, but it's not the same. Anyway, you can answer whatever people want you to answer later, and do whatever you want, you know? Don't be petty. What about your future!"

Hearing this, Luo Tian couldn't help restraining his foolish expression a bit.

Quickly, President Wu brought Luo Tian to the welcome hall of the small courtyard of Wufu. At this moment, at a glance, it's not just the so-called deacon. Senior Feng Yuan, Senior Xingbei, and Senior Qiu Ling were all there.

That deacon was a middle-aged man with a beard and a beard. He was dressed in a black military robe with a gold stamped "Tuesday" on his chest. With a long sword at his waist, he sat on a chair and looked at Senior Xingbei and the others with a smile.

"Dean Wu, it's a pleasure to meet you, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

"Autumn deacon, long-awaited, long-awaited!"

Seeing Dean Wu's arrival, this Qiu Deacon got up just now, and the cupped fist saluted. After exchanging pleasantries, the two sat down.

Then Dean Wu directly opened the door and asked sharply: "Qiu deacon is here this time, it's about time!"

Qiu deacon nodded and said: "Yes, this time I came here in the name of the empire. I inspected the Wufu students in each place, and then selected the outstanding ones to be elected to the top. Participate in this imperial trial."

Dean Wu was surprised when he heard the words: "Does Qiu deacon have the right to elect now?"

Qiu Deacon smiled slightly, and said: "There are a few. So this is not the first time I came to Yanyang City. This is my hometown after all!"

Dean Wu suddenly laughed and said: "It turns out that Qiu deacon has been promoted to the fourth-class deacon, congratulations!"

Hearing the words fourth-class deacon, Senior Xingbei and the others sitting beside Luo Tian all let out a sound of amazement.

Luo Tian couldn't help asking softly: "Senior Xingbei, what do you mean by fourth-class deacon?"

Senior Xingbei rolled his eyes and replied: "You are such a bumpkin, so ignorant. The empire deacon is divided into six levels, and the worst ones are those stationed in Wuta. Deacon can be called an official. The state pastor in Zhoucheng has to salute when he sees you. The power is not small!"

Luo Tian sighed in understanding, and then said: "The salary is not bad either."

Senior Xingbei replied speechlessly: "I heard that the fourth-class deacon earns fifteen gold a month."

Luo Tian's eyes lit up immediately, and he said repeatedly: "That's really powerful."

Just as he was talking, Qiu Deacon suddenly turned his head, looked at Luo Tian and the others, and said, "Are these the heroes of our Yanyang City Wufu?"

Dean Wu nodded and said, "That's right, it's them. What do you think?"

Qiu Deacon stood up abruptly, his gaze began to scrutinize Luo Tian and the others carefully.

Immediately, Senior Xingbei and Senior Feng Yuan sat upright, and Luo Tian followed suit. But at the next moment, Qiu Deacon walked to Luo Tian's side, looked at Luo Tian's face and said: "You, introduce yourself. Tell me, why should I recommend you?"

Luo Tian looked up at Qiu Deacon, was taken aback for a moment and then said softly: "Because, I'm handsome?"