Immortal Mortal

Chapter 165: Where did the outer disciples come from?

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The lightning arc in the thunder refining room fell again, and Mo Wuji could only guide the lightning arc to bombard the 101st vein. Just like the 100th vein, directing the lightning arc to impact the blocked veins can only increase the pain, but cannot loosen the blocked veins in the slightest.

Mo Wuji simply drank all the pulse-opening medicine, and just as he expected, the 108 meridians in his body were opened.

Mo Wuji knew very well that his one hundred and eight meridians actually only had ninety-nine, and nine of them were blocked and could not be regarded as meridians at all. Blocked meridians cannot carry out the circulation of heaven and earth, nor can they move spiritual energy. As long as these blocked meridians are not opened up, it is the same as no opening up.

Mo Wuji didn't care about this. Although he hadn't opened up the hundredth vein, he had reached the tenth level of expanding the veins, which meant that he still had a chance to reach the human realm.

An hour passed, and the thunder arc in the thunder refining room stopped. Mo Wuji cleaned himself up and opened the door of the Thunder Refining Room.

He looked a little embarrassed, but he was still in a very happy mood. Those who can open up ninety-nine veins and advance to the tenth level of vein expansion are 99% of the spiritual root cultivators.

What he needs most now is to attend some training courses and prepare for soul building. After that, he would go to the Dan Pagoda to see Yan'er, and it would be best to have a chat with Yan'er.

As soon as Mo Wuji left the Immortal Refining Tower, Cen Shuyin opened the door of the Ice Refining Room. When she came two hours ago, the Immortal Refining Jade Tablet outside the C-shaped Thunder Refining Room was still there. Now that the Immortal Refining Jade Tablet outside the Thunder Refining Room has been taken away, it means that Mo Wuji, who has been practicing here for more than a day, has just Leave.

Cen Shuyin quickened her pace, trying to catch up with Mo Wuji. By the time she reached the first floor of the Immortal Refining Tower, Mo Wuji had already gone away.

"Senior Brother Mo, you are finally back. Today, Senior Dai is teaching the knowledge of spiritual connections. Would you like to come with us to listen?" Before Mo Wuji could reach his residence, he met Chao Buheng, who was coming towards him.

Chao Buheng was used to Mo Wuji always looking embarrassed and scarred.

"Of course, let's go, I'll go with you." Mo Wuji didn't even return to his residence, and immediately planned to attend the class with Chao Buheng.

Hearing that Mo Wuji was willing to attend the class with him, Chao Buheng said happily, "Senior Brother Mo, let me tell you, Senior Dai Zhu is a strong man in the Yuan Dan realm, and he has the most profound research on spiritual roots and spiritual collaterals. . Every time he explains the Ling Luo, there are always overcrowded people, so we have to go there early. We outer disciples have ten opportunities to attend the lectures for free. If we attend ten lectures, we need to contribute points."

"Junior brother Chao, thank you." Mo Wuji patted Chao Buheng on the shoulder. Chao Buheng was timid and afraid of getting into trouble, but he was extremely eager to learn. Since arriving at the outer gate of Wentian Academy, Mo Wuji has spent most of his time opening up channels, while Chao Buheng has spent most of his time practicing and listening to lectures. It is estimated that his ten free lectures are about to be used up.

The place where disciples of Wentian Academy listen to lectures is at Wentian Chuan Gong Building, which is nearly half an hour away from Outer Gate Peak.

Chao Buheng did come early. Mo Wuji followed him to record the identity jade tag in the Chuan Gong Building. When they entered the teaching hall of the Chuan Gong Building together, there were only two or three people here.

"Senior Brother Mo, let's sit here." Chao Buheng chose a seat to the back and to the side and said.

Mo Wuji pointed to the middle seat in confusion and asked, "Junior Brother Chao, you can naturally hear more clearly from here. If you have any questions, you can ask them in time. Why do you sit in the back?"

Chao Buheng said quickly, "Even if we sit in those seats, we have to give them up when the time comes. The people here are very powerful. If we don't give up, they will take action. Our cultivation is relatively low. Those who dare to sit in front of us , basically all are top-notch experts in the Pulse-Tuning Realm, and there are also some geniuses from the Inner Sect who are in the Pulse-Tuning Realm..."

Mo Wuji was slightly startled, "Junior Brother Chao, aren't there any people from the Spirit Building Realm here to attend the class?"

Mo Wuji was not surprised that a monk in the Tuo Pulse Realm among the inner disciples came to attend the class. He remembered that most of the outer disciples who climbed up to the Wentian level were monks in the spirit-building realm. Could it be that these people didn't listen to the lectures

Chao Buheng explained, "This is originally a place for disciples of the Tuomai Realm to listen to lectures. Senior Dai is explaining Lingluo this time, and maybe some senior brothers from the Spirit-Building Realm will come to listen to the lectures. However, we only have ten free opportunities to listen to the lectures. Many senior brothers from the Spirit-Building Realm are here." I guess I don’t want to waste the opportunity.”

Mo Wuji nodded and said, "Junior brother Chao, please still sit in front."

Listening to lectures is different from climbing Wentianjie. Mo Wuji can keep a low profile when climbing Wentianjie. That is because it involves his own interests and safety. Things like attending lectures also involve his own interests, and he must not keep a low profile.

If he is sitting in the back and misses something or does not understand something and does not have the opportunity to ask the teacher who taught the exercises, it will be a loss that outweighs the gain.

When competing for seats, shouldn’t everyone be on a first-come, first-served basis? This kind of thing will happen often in the future. Sitting in the back for the first time means that you will always sit in the back in the future. What's more, this is the place where disciples of the Tuo Mai Realm listen to classes. Mo Wuji is at the tenth level of Tu Mai Tuo, and he is really not afraid of any disciple of the Tuo Mai Realm.

Chao Buheng sweatdropped anxiously when he saw Mo Wuji sitting down in the best seat at the front. But he was not very familiar with Mo Wuji, and he couldn't pull Mo Wuji behind.

Mo Wuji saw that Chao Buheng didn't move, so he let him go. He and Chao Buheng just lived in the T-shaped area, and he couldn't force Chao Buheng to listen to him.

The few monks who came first were a little surprised when they saw Mo Wuji sitting in the best seat openly and openly. Immediately, he showed an expression ready to watch a good show. In their opinion, Mo Wuji would crawl out of his seat like an obedient grandson.

After waiting for nearly an hour, people entered the teaching hall one after another. Mo Wuji also admired Chao Buheng's seriousness and studiousness. How much time had to be advanced for this.

The monks who came in all saw the conspicuous Mo Wuji at first sight. An outer monk with a messy head and some scars on his face actually sat in the best seat in the first row.

When some monks passed by Mo Wuji, they even said hello with a smile, "Junior brother, you are very courageous, I admire you."

Another half-stick of incense time had passed and when the hall was almost full, five monks wearing yellow robes of inner disciples walked in.

Walking at the front was a tall, handsome young man. Mo Wuji estimated that this young man could not be over sixteen years old at most.

This young man was obviously the leader among these people. He walked straight to Mo Wuji, stared at Mo Wuji for a while, then raised one foot and stepped on a seat next to Mo Wuji. He stood up and pointed at his own step, "Newcomer, crawl over here. I forgive your rudeness this time."

While the boy was talking, four other inner disciples in yellow had blocked Mo Wuji's escape route.

There was a sudden silence in the hall, and everyone was staring at Mo Wuji, wanting to know whether Mo Wuji would crawl over, or whether he would be beaten directly and then forced to crawl over.

No matter what the final result was, in the eyes of everyone in the hall, it was certain that Mo Wuji would crawl under the young man's legs.

Chao Buheng looked around anxiously. These people were all the best among the inner disciples. Each one of them had a big backer, and that young man was the proud one of heaven. Once Mo Wuji really crawled over, Mo Wuji would be destroyed.

Mo Wuji stood up slowly. He could tell that these people were all in the Pulse-Tuning realm. He would definitely not give up his seat. He had heard of Hongyun's story. Ancestor Hongyun gave up his seat in Zixiao Palace, and as a result, he was deprived of his sainthood qualifications and eventually lost his life. Of course, this is just a Chinese legend, but the principle is the same.

"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me..."

"Pah!" Before the boy could finish his roar, Mo Wuji slapped him in the face and he flew backwards. At this moment, he felt like he was struck by lightning, his whole brain was buzzing, and various golden lights were dancing in front of his eyes.

Fortunately, at this time, he hit the wall of the hall.

The Hall of Transmission fell into silence for an instant. It took two breaths for several yellow-clothed monks from the inner sect to react. They all rushed towards Mo Wuji crazily, and some even took out their swords.

Mo Wuji wiped his hand on the leggings and slashed out with the sharp knife in his hand.

"Ding-ding-ding-dang-dang..." Several collision sparks appeared, and the two monks holding swords immediately felt a powerful surge of energy coming over them. This force was simply not something they could resist.

While the four yellow-clothed disciples were still confused, Mo Wuji kicked them four times in succession.

"Bang bang bang bang!" The four yellow-clothed disciples flew up like sandbags, were kicked several feet away by Mo Wuji, and hit the wall of the transfer hall. The chests of two of them were stained with blood. That was because they were injured by Mo Wuji's sharp knife before they had time to pull out their swords.

Mo Wuji was filled with emotion. After advancing to the tenth level of Tuomai, he still didn't know where his strength lay. Now that he was fighting against five Pulse-Tuning Realm monks, he could clearly feel how powerful he was.

He almost crushed these five so-called pulse-expanding realm experts in a matter of seconds. If he hadn't been merciful, the two monks who had not drawn their swords would have been stabbed in the heart by him.

There was silence in the main hall. Although these people were not the strongest cultivators in the Tuo Pulse Realm in Wentian Academy, they were definitely the strongest ones in the Tuo Pulse Realm.

When did such a powerful outer disciple come? Five inner disciples were lost in one second? Or is this person in the spirit-building realm? That's not right. There is no aura lingering about this person. How could he be a disciple of the Spirit-Building Realm

Mo Wuji slowly walked up to the boy in yellow, who still looked horrified and in disbelief. How could there be such a powerful outer disciple? Impossible, this person must be a strong person in the spirit-building realm.

Mo Wuji squatted down, reached out and slapped the young man in yellow hard on the face a few times, "Do you know why I don't want you to get into your crotch?"

The young man in yellow shook his head blankly, and the several yellow-clothed monks around him who were attacked by Mo Wuji also did not dare to speak. Even though they had just had a simple confrontation, they knew that even the five of them together were not enough for someone to kick them casually. Fortunately, this is the power transmission hall. If they were outside, the five of them might have been silenced.

Mo Wuji sneered, "Because I'm afraid of dirtying my crotch, idiot. Next time you see me, stay away. Otherwise, we'll fight you one at a time. Don't lie here, go aside and sit down."

The reason why he told these people to go away was because Mo Wuji was worried that when the lecturer came and saw a few guys lying here like dead pigs, he would talk nonsense for a long time, making him unable to listen to the class.

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... ... (To be continued.)