The downpour was so heavy that the entire holy mountain was submerged in the torrential rain.
The heavy rain came suddenly, and the inner sect disciple was enveloped in aura, and used the aura to condense into a barrier, blocking the heavy rain outside.
He frowned slightly, looked at the crowd and said: "Today's assessment will be here first, and the disciples who have not passed the assessment should go back for the time being, and come back when the rain stops tomorrow.
The disciples who have passed the examination will follow me back to the sect, and I will take you to the place where you live. "
Hearing the inner disciple's words, even though many teenagers at the scene felt a little dissatisfied, they still retreated from the holy mountain helplessly.
Everyone else followed the inner disciple into the Taiyuan Tianzong, a sect with two emperors in one sect, and a sect with too many legends in the core area of the Eastern Continent.
After entering the sect, everyone began to formally observe the majestic and majestic sect as far as they could see.
The mountain peak soars into the clouds, with no end in sight at a glance, floating castles hanging upside down in the sky, purple air coming across from the east, and auspicious clouds covering half of the sky.
This heavy rain did not affect Taiyuan Tianzong, but added a little ethereal atmosphere to this huge sect.
These disciples condensed spiritual energy into a barrier above their heads, but Jiang Mochou didn't care and let the rainstorm drown him.
In the downpour, the thin body was like a candle in a strong wind, which would go out at any moment.
Jiang Mochou remembered very clearly that he was just an ordinary boy living in a small mountain village.
His mother passed away not long after giving birth to him, and his father worked hard to raise him and his sister alone.
If there are no accidents in life, he will probably spend his life in such an ordinary way, and then draw an end to the end of his life in the midst of birth, old age, sickness and death.
It's a pity that fate is so unfair, and the thief is always not as good as people want.
Jiang Mochou remembered, he always remembered very clearly.
It was a spring in April, the spring breeze blew softly, and the sun's soft light shone on the ground.
A group of men in white robes descended from the sky, and his life was changed ever since.
The elder sister was robbed, and the father was slapped to death when he blocked these people.
Originally, he was going to die too, but later his sister forced him to die, and those group of people let him go.
He fled the small mountain village in embarrassment, and his ordinary but warm little home was completely destroyed.
... ...
His long hair was wet by the torrential rain, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain on his face.
The inner disciple brought a group of people to the place where the handyman disciple lived.
This is a barren open space, and densely packed wooden houses are built on the open space.
Jiang Mochou took a brief look, and there were at least thousands of these wooden houses.
The inner disciple said indifferently: "These wooden houses were built by the disciples who were handymen in the past.
Some are inhabited, some are empty, choose these empty wooden houses for yourself.
If the wooden house is not enough, you can build it yourself, and I will come to assign tasks to you tomorrow. "
Hearing what the inner disciples said, all the handyman disciples agreed.
As the inner disciple left, the handyman disciples also began to look for their own wooden house.
Because Jiang Mochou is at the Pulse Condensation Realm, she is definitely the strongest among these handyman disciples.
After he found the wooden house, no one dared to snatch it from him.
The inside of this wooden house is very simple, just a bed and a table, and the clothes worn by the handyman disciples are hung on the wall.
After Jiang Mochou returned to the wooden house, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
...
The heavy rain outside the house was still pouring down, as if someone was pouring water down from the sky.
The rainstorm has no intention of stopping at all. As night falls, the sound of "cracking" rain can still be heard.
The whole world seemed to be submerged.
Jiang Mochou watched the torrential rain outside the window, so she stood in front of the window and watched silently.
There was no moon or stars that night, and the sky was eerily silent.
When everything was shrouded in darkness, Jiang Mochou took advantage of the thick night and walked out of the wooden house.
The heavy rain came, and his whole body was lost in the darkness and the rainstorm.
... ...
Life separated two straight and flat roads before me.
One road leads to heaven, no scenery, no sun and moon, no setbacks and no excitement.
A raging fire is spreading towards hell, the sky is blood red, the earth bears suffering, and the fate of life is so pessimistic.
As a mortal, I walked through the raging fire and endured the scorching and roasting of the red flames.
With the fist in my hand, break open the sky, destroy hell, and create a path that belongs to me, Jiang Mochou.
... ...
Leaving the place where the handyman disciples lived, Jiang Mochou walked carefully through the night of hurricanes and rainstorms, and finally came to a very inconspicuous hillside in Taiyuan Tianzong.
He was standing at the bottom of the hillside, and his whole body was already wet from the heavy rain.
He slowly took out an object that resembled a compass. The object was blue in color, round in appearance, and had a pointer inside.
At this moment, the direction of the pointer is the bottom of the hillside.
Jiang Mochou slowly put away the pointer, and then took out a shovel from the ring hidden in her pocket, and began to dig with a surge of aura in both hands.
The torrential rain was still falling, and a large pit tens of meters deep was dug out at the bottom of the slope.
Jiang Mochou didn't stop until late at night.
With trembling hands, he dug out a red bead from the pit.
Then Jiang Mochou jumped up from the pit and jumped out.
He looked at the red beads with trembling hands, and then slowly took out the other two beads from his pocket.
At the moment when the three beads collided, a crimson light pervaded them, as if three groups of burning red flames were slowly merging together.
...
The story seems to go back to a long time ago, the boy fled the village in a panic.
He was aimless, not knowing what to do with himself.
Thinking about revenge, it's a pity that I am an ordinary person, what can I use to compete with the Emperor's Immortal Sect with two emperors.
In a daze, he was chased by a monster. In desperation, he had no choice but to jump into the bottom of the nearby river.
The river water was crystal clear, and the monster roared a few times by the river, and then left.
He thought he had escaped, but unfortunately he couldn't swim.
The rushing river buried him, and he accidentally entered a dark cave at the bottom of the river when his consciousness was blurred.
There, he got the first red bead and the blue pointer that he could use to find the rest of the beads.
According to the hint of the pointer, he found the second red bead, which was in a hidden secret realm.
There is a formation guarding it. Although he got the beads, he was trapped in the formation for more than two years.
Fortunately, there are more supplies inside, so he doesn't have to worry about starving to death.
He didn't come out until two years later, when the energy of the formation was exhausted.
Afterwards, according to the instructions of the formation, he himself did not expect that the third bead would be in the Taiyuan Tianzong.
"The third battle body, the Red Flame Emperor Body."
Seeing the fusion of the three beads in his hand, it contained amazing power.
Jiang Mochou raised her head slightly, looking into the distance with deep eyes.
"Mochou has no confidant in the future, and no one in the world knows the king."
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