"Here is the Gushen Peak of Bulao Mountain, and the lair of Changshengtian, that's it." Mojun drooped his eyelids, with a weary face and a lack of interest.
"It's spectacular!"
Chu Mo didn't care about the disdain in the demon king's words at all, and said with a shocked and admiring face: "As expected of the world's number one faction, it's so imposing!"
As he said that, he looked excited and ran straight towards the huge mountain gate: "Changshengtian, here I come!"
The corner of Mojun's mouth twitched, but immediately, an expression of watching a play appeared on his face.
"stop!"
"Who dares to make noise here in Changshengtian, are you tired of work?"
Following two broken drinks, two young people aged eighteen or nineteen rushed out from the majestic mountain gate at an extremely fast speed. Strong disgust.
Chu Mo was taken aback for a moment, and then he cupped his fists apologetically and said, "Hello, two senior brothers, the younger brother is... here to learn art from a teacher."
"Who is your senior brother? Where did you come from, a little beggar!"
"Are you still learning art from a teacher? Just you?" One of the young people, although ordinary in appearance, but with a strong arrogance in his brows, looked at Chu Mo with disdain, and sneered: "Little beggar, you came by mistake place!"
Another young man frowned and said, "What's the point of talking nonsense with him? Just drive him away. If you let the seniors see you, you should be scolded again."
As he said that, the young man looked at Chu Mo and said coldly: "What are you looking at, you stinky beggar, this is not the place for you, get out!"
The ordinary young man transformed into a demon king looked at Chu Mo's back from afar, smiled smugly, shook his head slightly, and said in his heart: Chu Mo, Chu Mo, this is just the beginning!
Do you think it's so easy for you to enter the prestigious sect
This deity will tell you with iron-like facts that not all of the famous sects are good people.
"Little beggar?"
Chu Mo looked at these two menacing young men in surprise, and then took a look at his clothes which were dusty but in good condition.
stunned.
The Changshengtian in his mind... is not like this.
Chu Mo subconsciously glanced at the Demon Lord beside him, but the Demon Lord looked up at the sky.
It seems that there are naked fairies living in the white clouds above the head, watching very intently.
Chu Mo glanced at the two, feeling helpless and aggrieved, took out a black, palm-sized wooden sign from his bosom, and said, "I have the token of the Seventh Elder. !"
The two angry young men who were about to come over and throw the boy out were startled immediately.
Glancing at the wooden sign in Chu Mo's hand, a panic flashed across his eyes.
As a disciple of Changshengtian, how could he not know the token of the elders of Changshengtian
The ordinary-looking young man took a big turn in his attitude at the moment, showing a flattering smile: "My little brother has an elder's token, why didn't he tell you earlier? I almost didn't recognize my family."
"You wait, we will notify you now!"
Without waiting for Chu Mo's answer, he turned around and ran up the mountain.
The other Changshengtian disciple reacted a little slower, with annoyed expression on his face, feeling that his credit was taken away.
He wanted to get close to this boy again, but he couldn't get rid of that face, so he could only stand there with an embarrassed expression.
Not long after, the ordinary-looking disciple of Changshengtian ran down again, looked at Chu Mo with a happy face and said, "Brother, follow me, the elder wants to see you!"
Another Changshengtian disciple showed a bit of jealousy in his eyes. If he could bring the elder's token to worship his teacher, he would go directly to the inner sect in all likelihood, and he might even become the elder's direct disciple.
What kind of honor is that
If outer disciples like them can make good friends with an inner disciple, they will surely rise to the top in the future.
It's a pity that such a good thing was snatched away by his companions.
Chu Mo nodded, thinking to himself: It seems that grandpa didn't lie to me, the seventh elder is indeed a person who misses old love.
Immediately followed behind the other party and walked towards the mountain.
The devil followed behind Chu Mo expressionlessly.
Neither of the two Changshengtian disciples stopped him, so it was as if they hadn't seen him.
Soon, Chu Mo followed the Changshengtian disciple to an extremely huge square.
The end of this square can hardly be seen at a glance, and it has a radius of hundreds of feet.
There are all kinds of exercise equipment on it, and countless young people are practicing there.
Chu Mo looked at it curiously, and thought to himself: From now on, I will also be one of them.
Soon, Chu Mo and Mo Jun followed the Changshengtian disciple to the end of the square, under a large hall.
Across dozens of stone steps, Chu Mo looked up, and there were several people standing on it.
One of the middle-aged people was surrounded by the crowd.
The middle-aged man has a white face and no beard, and his appearance is very elegant, but his eyes are deep and his expression is very serious.
The Changshengtian disciple who was leading Chu Mo saw the middle-aged man with a respectful face, and said to Chu Mo, "This is the Seventh Elder!"
Chu Mo hurriedly held up the wooden plaque with both hands respectfully, bowed and saluted, and said, "Chu Mo, the younger generation, the grandson of Fan Wudi, has come to Changshengtian with the token of the Seventh Elder to learn from his teacher!"
These few words were taught to him by his grandfather.
On the steps, the majestic middle-aged man frowned slightly, and said, "Go and get the token."
Someone came down, took the token in Chu Mo's hand, and handed it to the middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man is none other than the youngest elder of Changshengtian... Seventh Elder Zhao Hongzhi!
His eyes were deep, and he glanced at Chu Mo, but there was only one thought in his heart: that incident back then must never be known! Otherwise, there will be endless troubles!
I just don't know, this little thing...do you know what happened back then
Then, he raised his head, looked at Chu Mo, and said in a deep voice, "That's right, this token...is real!"
Chu Mo's face suddenly showed joy, and he was always worried that the Seventh Elder would deny the authenticity of this token.
Now it seems that he is a bit of a villain.
Think about it too, where is Changshengtian? What kind of characters are there? How could he lie
But what the Seventh Elder said next made Chu Mo dumbfounded.
"However... your meridian is blocked, your talent is even mediocre than ordinary people, and you are completely unsuitable for cultivation, but I, Changshengtian, can't..."
"Because you, a young man with mediocre qualifications, set this precedent!"
The Seventh Elder looked at Chu Mo calmly with a selfless expression on his face: "Although there was an old relationship between me and your grandfather back then, we had a good friendship."
"But, that's a private matter!"
"As the elder of Changshengtian, how can I abolish the public for personal reasons?"
"I can't do that kind of thing!"
As soon as the Seventh Elder said this, the people around him immediately became respectful, and some of the disciples who heard their conversation over there also looked at the Seventh Elder with admiration.
An old man beside the Seventh Elder nodded with a smile and said: "The Seventh Elder is indeed upright and strict! It is worthy of admiration!"
"Actually, this kid is quite handsome. It's okay to let him stay and be a boy serving tea..."
The Seventh Elder shook his head and said, "Deacon Zhang's words are wrong. Longevity Heaven is the most powerful sect in the world today! Not to mention a boy who serves tea and water, even a servant, returning to the secular world, will be powerful in all directions. hero."
"If I let him stay, in the future when he returns to the mundane world, it will be like walking out of Changshengtian as a waste..."
"It will inevitably tarnish the reputation accumulated over thousands of years in the Longevity Heaven, so...wouldn't I be a sinner through the ages?"
The old man nodded when he heard the words, and said in admiration: "Elder Seven, you are thoughtful, but I... am a bit narrow-minded."
Chu Mo's smile froze on his face, and he was completely dumbfounded. He stood at the bottom of the steps blankly, looking at the few people above who were talking and laughing happily.
Then I felt hundreds of thousands of gazes on the entire square, as if they were all focused on him at this moment.
"I... My aptitude is mediocre? My meridians are blocked? I'm not suitable for cultivation at all?" Chu Mo murmured, "But, grandpa said, I'm a genius in cultivation..."
"How dare you speak hard!" The Seventh Elder stood on the steps, looked down at Chu Mo, and scolded him sternly, "Where do you think Changshengtian is? Do you think everyone here has blind eyes? Are you a genius or not?" You can't even tell mediocrity? At such a young age, you dare to lie in public, which shows your poor character! I feel ashamed for your grandfather!"
The Seventh Elder's scolding was so loud that it almost spread throughout the square, and almost everyone heard it.
This time, Chu Mo finally felt what it was like to be under the spotlight.
All kinds of mocking voices also came from all directions.
"This little guy came to apprentice with the token of the Seventh Elder? Then he is a waste with blocked meridians? I think he is not only blocked in meridians, but also in his brain?"
"Where is Dangchangshengtian? How could he take in such a waste?"
"He's courageous and courageous, but he's just a bit of an idiot!"
"It's true that there are everyone these days, and ordinary people are so ignorant and arrogant!"
"The seventh eldest husband has a clear distinction between private and private, and is upright and upright. He is really a role model for my generation!"
"That is, otherwise, how can you become the youngest elder in Changshengtian?"
The voices of discussion from all directions reached Chu Mo's ears.
This thirteen-year-old boy was pale and at a loss. He stood there, aggrieved, and said: "I, I'm about to step into Yuanguan..."
"Boy, at this time, how dare you speak hard? With your aptitude... the second floor of the yellow class, the elders of your family, I don't know how much yuan medicine was spent on you! Do you really think you are a genius?" , a young man in his twenties looked at Chu Mo with a look of disdain, his mouth curled up, and he sneered.
The Seventh Elder sighed softly, and said to the old man beside him, the Sixth Elder of Changshengtian, "I knew this child's grandfather many years ago. , every two or three years, a batch of high-quality primordial medicine will be sent to the past... "
"So that's how it is..." Deacon Zhang and the people around him all showed signs of understanding.
Deacon Zhang shook his head lightly and said: "The elders in this world are all like this. For their own juniors, they are willing to give as much as they want. Looking at their own juniors, they are always the best... This kid, could it be that he stole his grandpa?" The token, did you run out privately?"
The young man beside the Seventh Elder sneered and said, "You might say, it's a partnership between grandparents and grandchildren, and they want to use their past friendship to blackmail Master!"
"I don't even think about it, what is Changshengtian? How can they be allowed to mess around?"