"Ahee~Ahee~"
Ren Xiaoyao walked on the road and sneezed, rubbed his nose, and said to himself: "Which bastard scolded me."
Following the road the shop Xiaoer just told, Ren Xiaoyao finally walked to the place called'Wu Xianju'.
Looking at the monks coming and going, their faces were smiling from the heart, with expressions of incomparable satisfaction, Ren Xiaoyao knew that this place is definitely a good place!
Many women stood outside the door struggling to greet the guests.
"Hey! This service attitude! Full marks!" Ren Xiaoyao gave a simple comment.
The buildings in the city are very large, but the buildings in front of them are a bit different. This building is more elegant than other buildings, like the kind of place where poetry and poetry are right.
Ren Xiaoyao felt his heartbeat speed up, and he still yearned for a long time here. He is already an adult and can study and study here.
Ren Xiaoyao tidyed up his clothes, cleared his throat, and walked inside. As soon as Ren Xiaoyao stepped forward, he was hugged by the two women with his left and right hands, and pulled in, soft things squeezed Ren Xiaoyao's hands.
"Guest, look at the face, let's come for the first time." A woman asked madly.
"En... En." Ren Xiaoyao's mind was a little bloated.
"Zhang Ziran! Now that you have signed up to participate in the selection competition of Tianhai Pavilion, you have come to such a beautiful place! Disqualification!"
Just when Ren Xiaoyao was excited, he suddenly heard a voice. Not only Ren Xiaoyao heard this voice, but everyone in this area heard it!
The source of the sound could not be heard, but it was indeed transmitted to everyone's ears.
Those who were'working' in the room were almost terrified, and some were already terrified.
I saw someone not far away, a well-dressed young man whose originally excited face suddenly solidified, and then knelt directly on the ground.
"Senior! I'm wrong! I'm wrong! I shouldn't be greedy for beauty or enjoyment for a while. Seniors should give me another chance. I have been preparing for this opportunity for many years! I will soon reach the breakthrough day. I’m so talented!"
"One thought of the devil, one thought of the Buddha, good and evil are originally within a year, and there is only one chance, your chance is gone. Talent is very important, but more importantly, perseverance, many talented people fall because of greed for enjoyment."
The sound floated into the ears of everyone nearby in the dark night sky. Everyone heard this older voice with emotion and secretly guessed whether this person has a story.
"I didn't expect that there would be a patrol team from Tianhai Pavilion here. It's terrible." A road came with emotion.
"Tianhai Pavilion's intelligence office is omnipresent in Tianhai City, even if there is an extra fly, they all know." Another passerby said with emotion.
"Although the frequency of selecting disciples in Tianhai Pavilion has accelerated, it is still so strict."
"Every year, the eligibility for selection is cancelled because someone violated the Tianhai Pavilion's ban."
"..."
Talking slowly next to him, the well-dressed young man still knelt on the ground and did not get up, he still held a trace of hope.
Ren Xiaoyao was secretly shocked when he heard the discussion around him. He didn't expect the selection system of Tianhai Pavilion to be so strict. He secretly rejoiced that he had not signed up yet, but the next word from a mysterious person made Ren Xiaoyao dumbfounded.
"All the looks and auras of everyone present are written down, and you are not eligible to participate."
As soon as the voice fell, many of the monks present changed their faces. Many people here were planning to sign up. They did not expect that their quota would be lost because they came here once. They knew that after losing this place, they were far from their dreams. It's much farther.
Tianhai Pavilion has huge resources, a variety of exercises, and a good cultivation environment. Even if you mix with an outside disciple, they are infinitely instructive, but now those have become dreams.
Ren Xiaoyao's expression also changed, "Damn! It's over if you can't enter Tianhai Pavilion!"
Ren Xiaoyao reluctantly took his hand out of the arms of the already scared woman, stepped forward, and shouted into the blue sky: "Senior, I am not convinced, I have objections to what you have done!"
Ren Xiaoyao's words seemed so obvious under the silent night sky, whether it was the woman of the wind and the remorseful monk, they all cast their eyes on that figure.
"Oh? Your name? What do you disagree?" The mysterious man's voice sounded, with surprise in his tone.
"My name is Qiu Feng, and I have objections."
"Why do you kill everyone with a stick? Who says that people who come to this place are greedy for pleasure, maybe someone releases the pressure? Who says that people who come here are evil people and are intoxicated? Who can guarantee that one's life will not be guaranteed. Make a mistake, make a mistake, is this person a bad person?"
"Why do seniors say that people who come here must be bad guys, so they can't come to register for the competition? What is a good person? Doesn't a good person kill? How many monks in the world have never killed anyone! A good person is to kill someone who deserves to be killed!"
Ren Xiaoyao's impassioned voice reached the ears of everyone present, and their backs were crisp and very excited, and they wished to go up and say something. Looking at Ren Xiaoyao's gaze was a little excited, with an expression of hatred for seeing each other late.
"Everyone has a different way. Some people pursue freedom, feel the beauty of the world, and see the vicissitudes of life! He has his own righteousness in his heart. If he is not talented, he is the one who walks this way."
Mo Wentian was sitting on a large mountain in the distance. He was surprised when he heard Ren Xiaoyao's words. The mysterious man just now was him, with thick eyebrows, a face with Chinese characters, and vicissitudes of life on his face. He was not too old.
He was not on the patrol, but just happened to pass by.
Continue to say: "You follow this way, but some people are not. They pursue their inner desires and release their own needs. They may use your words as their excuses to accomplish their sins."
"No one else has just stepped up to explain that they are afraid. It means that they have not faced their own hearts. They still have no quota. But if you sign up for Tianhai Pavilion, your quota will still be there. What is your name, I will arrange it for you a bit."
The people around heard that someone from the patrol team actually agreed to arrange a quota for Ren Xiaoyao personally. Without the admiration just now, they all looked at Ren Xiaoyao with jealousy, wishing that Ren Xiaoyao would die now.
Ren Xiaoyao was overjoyed when he stood there, but he seemed to think of something and coughed twice and said, "Senior, Qiu Feng is my nickname, and my name is Shen Rufeng."
The wind blew Mo Wentian on the distant mountain peak, making him messy and embarrassed for a long time. It turns out that this kid just lied to him.
Everyone knows that Ren Xiaoyao's first name was a pseudonym, and the second time it was his real name.
The jealousy of the people next to him immediately turned into schadenfreude.
"There are no places in your generation!" An angry voice sounded.
"Um, senior, my name is actually Aman."
"roll!"