In the town
"Sister, this is a new product that just arrived today. I guarantee you are satisfied. Look at this design. It's worth the price in a big city."
"I said, brother, don't think this thing is small, but its background is not small, just listen to me slowly telling you, you know that you spend this money, you will never lose."
"This fruit is a specialty of Yunmeng Mountain. It tastes delicious and delicious. If you don't believe me, you can try such a bite first, so you can guarantee that you still want to eat it."
Standing on a bustling street, Mo Bai looked at the crowds coming and going on the road. There were men and women, monks and vulgarities, entertainers who walked the rivers and lakes, and scholars who were full of economics and swordsmen. In the prosperous scene of the market, listening to the screams of the stall vendors, I couldn't help being surprised: "Here are small towns, and they are about to catch up with the small towns that I passed by the day before."
Mo Bai sighed for a while, without thinking about it, hurriedly found a stall to sit down, ordered two fried dough sticks, and drank a large bowl of soy milk. Licking the soy milk juice on his mouth, the food produced by Yunmengshan is different, and they are all more delicious. He touched his stomach, put down a few silver ingots, stood up and left.
"I said the little guest officer walks slowly." When he was about to take a step, he was stopped by the small vendor. Mo Bai turned around and asked, "Uncle, what's the matter?"
"Xiao Keguan, what you want is two fried dough sticks and a bowl of soy milk, not so much money." said the uncle.
"Oh, it's okay, no need to look for it." Mo Bai smiled and said, "Uncle, can I ask you something?"
With joy in his heart, the uncle put away the silver ingot and said directly: "I want to participate in the selection of the disciples of this "Yunhemen"."
"Is there really a fairy in Yunmeng Mountain?" Mo Bai couldn't help but asked hurriedly.
Seeing that Mo Bai gave more silver, the uncle couldn’t help but opened the chat box and said, “Is there any fairy in this mountain? No one knows. But there is indeed a school called “Yunhemen”. Listen to them. Cultivators are all high-level people with great abilities. They also often come to our town to buy some daily necessities. So we also know some."
"Then you just mentioned the selection of the disciples of the "Yunhemen", what's the matter?" Mo Bai sat down again with an expression like this, and then asked the uncle.
"Hey." The uncle's stubble chin stretched out, indicating the crowd that Mo Bai seemed to be coming and going. Said: "These individuals have all rushed here from afar in the past few days. They are going to participate in the selection of disciples in three days."
Mo Bai glanced around at the passing crowd, turned his head, looked at the uncle, and continued to ask: "Is the selection of disciples in the small town after three days?"
"Of course not, they just settled here and waited. Tomorrow I see that the town will be empty again." The uncle shook his head, sighing that his client was about to leave.
"Then they are going there to participate in the selection." Mo Bai ignored the uncle's sigh, and immediately asked the uncle's words.
The uncle looked at him and asked, "Does the little guest officer also want to participate?"
"Yeah." Mo Bai nodded and said, "I want to try it, but I don't know what standards they require."
"Little guest officer, you are so kind, you must be fine." The uncle opened his mouth and said with a smile.
"It has nothing to do with personality. Uncle, if you know, just tell me, okay?" Mo Bai couldn't help turning his black eyes, and said in his heart: "If you don't give you more silver, I don't think you will. Will tell me about it."
"Look." The uncle raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and pointed to the distance. Said: "It's right there."
Mo Bai stood up and looked in the direction pointed by his uncle's finger. A towering mountain peak came into view. Halfway up the mountain peak was surrounded by clouds and mist, and the top of the mountain was invisible.
"What mountain is this? It's so high." Mo Bai asked, looking at the misty peaks in the distance.
"You can see it, that is the main peak of Yunmeng Mountain Range, "Yunmeng Peak", and Yunhemen is right there." The uncle said triumphantly: "If it weren't for these experts who often come to our town to buy things, we wouldn't You will know that there are still savvy people practicing on this mountain."
Thanks to the uncle, Mo Bai walked on the road in the small town, looked around, and said to his heart: "The immortal that the ancestor said was originally a cultivator. The mountain gate he was at was called "Yunhemen." Hemen "The momentum of recruiting disciples once is so big, it seems that this school is not small. I will also try to see if I can enter the mountain gate, so that I can fulfill the patriarch's last wish by the way."
He raised his head and looked at Yun Mengfeng in the distance. With a thought in his mind, he said: "These people, their feet are much faster than me. It seems that I will leave today. I should be able to do so within three days. Arrived within."
After thinking about it, Mo Bai bought some dry food in the town, and set off for Yunmeng Mountain.
The so-called is Wangshan running to death, Mo Bai walked all the way towards Yunmeng Mountain, sleeping and eating, seldom rested on the way, and focused on driving.
Three days later, Mo Bai was brought to a huge square by the boy guided by the mountain.
The smoke here is like a fairyland, and he is in it, as if walking in the clouds. Sunlight shot out from the fog, golden light. In the distance, the mountain peaks shone by the sun and clouds, looming... Nearby, a long stone path with stone steps winds up, leading to the top of the mountain, and following the winding path, it is like a beautiful scenery in the picture. Looking far to the top of the mountain, there is a large hall, which seems to be floating on a sea of clouds.
Where he stood, a gurgling creek passed by, and a layer of clouds and mist appeared in the sky, and blooming snow-white plum blossoms were exposed in the clouds and mist. At the other end of the square, there is a stone bridge without a seat and no pier. At one end of the stone bridge is a long-stone path, which stretches straight up and obliquely upwards. From the waist of the bridge, there is no end in sight. The sun fell on the clouds and mist, like a colorful rainbow, falling into the world from the sky.
"It's so beautiful here!" Mo Bai was first stunned by the sights in front of him. There is such a paradise-like wonderland in this world.
Reluctantly putting his gaze away, Mo Bai looked closer and found that there were more than a hundred people standing beside him. There were men and women. From the dressing point of view, there were scholars and knights, sons and ladies, most of whom were seventeen or eighteen. Around age, but there are also children younger than him. All of them looked at the beauty in front of them with obsessive eyes.
This "Yunhemen" seems to be really instructive. "Mo Bai couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
As soon as the thoughts fell in his mind, a ray of light flew from a distance, and between his fingers, a forty-year-old man in black appeared in front of everyone.
Glancing at the people present, the people still indulging in the beauty of Taoyuan suddenly seemed to fall into the ice cellar, making the whole body tremble.
"Today is the day when I recruit disciples from the "Yunhemen". Waiting for you to come, I am very welcome by the "Yunhemen", but..." The black-clothed man's voice did not contain the slightest emotion, and then said:" Among you, only a few will be able to enter my "Yunhemen" and become disciples of my sect."
As soon as the black-clothed man's voice fell, everyone was shocked, and their faces became hard to look. There was no leisure time, and everyone became uneasy.
Mo Bai took a deep breath, thinking that the sentence just now should be taken back as soon as possible, it is not the same at all.
"The way of cultivating immortals, the first priority is aptitude. Now I will assess your spiritual root aptitude, and you will stand for me. Whoever I order next will come up." The black-clothed man was expressionless and nodded casually. A young scholar who looked like a scholar said: "You, come up."
The young scholar stood up his weak body and walked forward cautiously with his feet trembling slightly. The man in black stretched out his right hand, the palm was like a claw, and pressed it to the head of the young scholar. The young scholar brushed his face and turned pale, his legs softened involuntarily, and he was about to fall down.
"Huh." The black-clothed man snorted coldly and moved his right hand slightly. The young scholar was volleyed up by him, and said coldly: "Look at you, Linggen, qualified, and stand on the right."
Seeing that the young scholar could pass through so unbearable, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.
"You, come up." The man in black ordered a boy dressed as a knight. The young knight had a good-looking appearance. He was about sixteen or seventeen years old, with fair skin, a tight black shirt wrapped tightly around his erect body, a sword on his shoulders, thick black eyebrows and deep eyes. He walked quickly to the man in black, fisted at the man in black, and said, "Senior, please."
There was a slight expression of appreciation in the eyes of the black man, and he flashed past, stretched out his right hand and pressed it on the head of the young knight, for a moment, he said calmly: "Unqualified. Stand on the left."
"I'm not convinced, why he can pass, but I can't." The young knight protested loudly, pointing to the young scholar who had passed before, standing to the right of the man in black, his legs still trembling slightly, and questioned the man in black. .
"There is no reason, he has spiritual roots but you don't." The man in black said lightly.
With a "clank", the young knight drew his sword, pointed at the young scholar, and said to the man in black: "Then I will have a try with him to see who is more suitable."
"Naughty, how can you mess around here?" The black-clothed man's face became cold and he shouted sharply. With a wave of the sleeve of his right hand, the gust of wind burst, and the young knight was swept into the air and fell into the distance.
When everyone saw this, the stone that had just been put down in their hearts was hung up again. She became uneasy again, and she couldn't help but sigh in her heart that the young scholar's luck was so good that she was out of luck.
Then another young man was spotted by the man in black and tremblingly came to the man in black.
"Unqualified, stand to the left"
"Unqualified, stand to the left"
"Unqualified"
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"Unqualified, stand on the right"
With the indifferent voice of the man in black, there are fewer and fewer people around Mo Bai, while more and more people are standing on the left of the man in black.
Seeing more and more people on the left of the man in black, Mo Bai couldn't help playing drums in his heart, and began to doubt himself whether he would soon be included in this list. He looked around and found a ten-year-old girl with two shining snow-white teeth biting her lower lip, her body tense and tight, looking nervously at the man in black.
"You, come up" the man in black pointed at the little girl. The little girl was taken aback for a moment, then straightened her face, and walked towards the man in black.
The middle-aged man in black put his hand on the head of the little girl, his face suddenly showed joy, his tone changed from the original coldness, became particularly gentle, and asked: "What's your name?"
The little girl was startled by the sudden change in the attitude of the middle-aged man in black. She glanced at the man in black, lowered her head, and whispered timidly: "My name is Yu Yun'er."
The man in black nodded and said, "Yu Jun'er, the roots are very good, stand on the right and go."
The little girl Yu Yuner stood on the right under the envious eyes of everyone, her expression gradually returned to normal, her smart eyes betrayed the joy in her heart.
After a while, when there were only three or four people left beside Mo Bai, he saw the middle-aged man in black looking at him, his heart swelled, and his mood became nervous unconsciously. Sure enough, the man in black pointed his finger towards him.
After taking a deep breath and calming his uneasy heart a little, he walked towards the man in black. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)