In the extreme south of Yanhuo, whether it is a well-known and decent place, or a stronghold of magic cultivation, it is far away from here. Back then, Mo Tianliao had escaped for dozens of days to get here with the help of his top-grade spirit weapon, the flying boat.
Scratching his head, Mo Tianliao turned around and went up the mountain to dig up a few hundred-year-old burning ginseng.
This volcanic landscape is bizarre, and there are many rare materials and spiritual grasses. Mo Tianliao has long been familiar with the location of those treasures over the years. However, at present, he does not have the strength to protect the treasures from being robbed, and secondly, he has no suitable storage tools to protect the spiritual energy of the treasures, so he just dug some low-level fire ginseng that can be sold to mortals.
After walking for a few days, I walked out of the volcano and came to a mortal town at the foot of the mountain.
The town is very lively because there are traders who buy and sell medicinal materials all year round.
Mo Tianliao went to a medicinal herb shop and sold fire ginseng, in exchange for a few hundred taels of silver, he threw it into a storage bracelet, went to a tavern for dinner, and asked what year it was today.
"Little Er, I have been digging up medicinal materials in the mountains for several months. I wonder if it's New Year's Day now?" Mo Tianliao asked with a smile, the little Er who came to serve the food.
"Oh, guest officer, you are too confused, now it's the beginning of March," Xiao Er smiled, "it's already eight thousand three hundred and seventy-one years of the Taixuan calendar, not seventy years. "
"Really..." Mo Tianliao nodded, grabbed his chopsticks and took a bite of food. He died in the eight thousand and twenty-fourth year of the Taixuan calendar. Has it been three hundred years
"Hey, have you heard? The immortals of the sect have come to accept their apprentices!" As he was wandering, he heard the people at the next table talking loudly.
"Is that so? I'll try it too!" Someone responded.
"You? You're almost thirty, who wants you," his friend mocked him mercilessly. "People only accept young people with spiritual roots under sixteen, unless you have excellent roots..."
After eating, and walking out of the tavern, I saw many people walking quickly towards the center of the town, clamoring to see the immortals.
Mo Tianliao followed, and from a distance, he saw several young monks standing in the middle of the crowd with arrogant expressions. Those people wearing uniform blue robes were actually from the Qingyun Sect! I couldn't help frowning slightly. Most of the demon cultivators lived in the south. This extreme south is also closer to the demon gate. How can these so-called famous and decent people come here to accept their disciples
"This young man is the one I'm going to see first!" A delicate voice came from behind, and everyone turned to look, but saw a girl in a light blue wide-sleeved dress rushing over, followed by a few A man in a blue robe.
This is lively, the world is famous and upright, and the strongest are the three cloud sects, namely Qingyunzong, Liuyunzong, and Woyunzong. Now people from the Qingyun Sect and the Flowing Cloud Sect are here, and at the same time, they have a crush on a young man with good aptitude...
"This junior sister, I will come here first, and I have also met the parents of this young man. Their family agreed to let their children enter my Qingyun Sect. I don't know where the first look comes from what the junior sister said." The disciple headed by the Qingyun Sect It stopped the junior and junior brothers who tried to go to the theory.
"I saw it yesterday!" The woman raised her chin and said.
Mo Tianliao raised his eyebrows, expecting these people to fight.
He didn't like these two sects very much. The two sects had a share in the murder of him back then. In Mo Tianliao's opinion, the Qingyun Sect was a group of hypocrites, while the Floating Cloud Sect was a group of real villains.
"I saw it yesterday, did the girl leave any token for this young man..." The man from the Qingyun Sect was still amiable, and as he was talking, he suddenly raised his head to look at the crowd.
"Senior brother, what's wrong?" the junior brother behind him asked.
The man shook his head: "Perhaps I misunderstood." The magic tool for measuring the spirit root in his hand just hummed, and when he went to look for it, it didn't move again.
Mo Tianliao silently emerged from the crowd and walked away. He didn't plan to join these two sects from the beginning, and just now he sensed the magic tool with the spiritual root, and his hair suddenly stood up, subconsciously restraining his breath, who knew that the magic tool would not move. The body of Shenmu was really easy to use, so Mo Tianliao hurriedly ran away.
Although he was in the devil's way in his last life, he didn't plan to go to the devil's way to continue to mix. It's just because the people of the devil's way respect their strength. As a little shrimp, he was very sad in the early stage. It is better to pay attention to the reputation of the famous family, at least to eat and live, and the master will not beat or scold the apprentice for no reason.
And, more importantly... Mo Tianliao picked up the mirror he bought from the stall and sighed, he grabbed the wood and naturally transformed into a shape according to his spirit. He used to have both earth and fire dual spiritual roots, which is very suitable for refining tools. He is only considered to be a mediocre aptitude in cultivation, so when he was twenty-seven or eight years old, his appearance remained at that time. Now, he has returned to his appearance when he was about 20 years old. Although he is much younger, he still cannot hide the fact that this face is exactly the same as his previous one!
There are not many people who have seen him in the comprehension world. Most of them died in the Valley of Ten Kills, but no one can recognize him. Therefore, the always mysterious Wo Yunzong has become the best choice.
After he bought a good horse, Mo Tianliao rode on it and went straight to a town a hundred miles away. It was a big city. If I remember correctly, there was a fairly good comprehension market, and there should be rented spirit birds. .
The flying boat and the flying sword are both treasures and above, and they need to be controlled with divine soul and spiritual power, and he cannot use them now.
He rented a very ugly bird at a cheap price, and flew for 20 days before reaching the blessed land where Wo Yunzong was located.
Seventy-two high mountains stand majestically, and the tops of the mountains are covered with snow, and the clouds and mountains are lingering. Today is the last day of Wo Yunzong’s opening of the mountain this year, and many people gathered in front of the mountain gate. Most of them came to seek immortals and apprenticeships. Of course, there were also stalls selling tea and snacks.
In his previous life, Mo Tianliao had been to the other two sects, but he had never been to Wo Yunzong. Unlike the two grand and magnificent mountain gates, there are no plaques carved from white jade, nor giant swords carved from Xuanjing. There is only a round stone with a height of zhangxu, and three "Woyunzong" are engraved on it. The big characters, behind the stone, is a path with no end of stone steps, leading directly to the depths of the mountains and mists.
Newcomers will often laugh at this shabby decoration.
"This sect looks very poor." Several teenagers who came to apprentice, pointed to the ugly round stone and whispered.
Mo Tianliao looked at the killing stone that was zhang Xu tall. If the teenagers knew that this fist-sized piece was worth a hundred top-grade spirit stones, he didn't know how he would feel.
Just as he was talking, there was a sudden commotion behind him. Mo Tianliao subconsciously turned sideways to avoid, a fiery red figure jumped from behind and rushed towards Wo Yunzong's mountain gate. Jump on the steps.
"Where to escape!" Several cultivators with long swords followed, chasing after them.
"Om!" With a roar, the ugly big stone suddenly emitted an inconspicuous shimmer, bouncing a few cultivators away, and fell firmly to the ground.
The little fox didn't run away when he saw a few people fell down, and sat proudly on the stone steps, waving his tail to watch the fun.
A few cultivators got up and brought out their flying swords, just as they were about to continue capturing, they were suddenly overturned again by a strong force.
"Who is here!" A strong voice came from within the mountain gate, and three monks dressed in different colors floated over, and it was the man in the lead who spoke.
A cute little girl picked up the fox on the ground.
"This is the monster I've been waiting to discover!" the cultivator with the sword suddenly shouted.
"Killing the stone will rebound when it encounters murderous aura. Several people are shouting and killing in front of Woyunzong gate, why are they in their hearts!" Obviously, the cultivation base is much higher than those of those people.
A few cultivators who were chasing red eyes came back to their senses and found that they had chased the door of Wo Yunzong. Monster beasts are precious, and everyone wants to get them, but they are only disciples of the small sect, and they can't offend Wo Yunzong, so they have to apologize: "I was so reckless, I also ask you to forgive me, and return the fox to us. ."
"The rules of the Taixuan Continent are that whoever finds the monster belongs to me. Now it belongs to me." The little girl hugged the fox and said with a smile. The little fox also understood and agreed with it.
Several people gritted their teeth, hesitated again and again, and could only leave angrily.
This little episode was soon revealed, and the three Wo Yunzong people really came to test Linggen.
There were no cumbersome procedures. The slender-eyed man simply said the rules, and then asked everyone to line up and go to his junior brother to test the spiritual root. The little girl kept playing with the fox and didn't care.
Immortal cultivators are also cultivated by mortals, and their appearances are naturally all kinds of strange, but the three people of Wo Yunzong are all excellent in appearance, coupled with the lofty temperament that comes with the right way, they are naturally shocked.
A few young boys stared at the little girl, their eyeballs about to fall out.
Mo Tianliao was at the bottom of the line, two hours later when it was his turn.
"Stretch out your hand." The gentle-faced man said to him, and when he obediently stretched out his left hand, he took out a three-inch-long ruler. The ruler was neither gold nor jade, it was crystal clear and very beautiful.
Mo Tianliao's pupils shrank suddenly, this small ruler for measuring the spirit root is from his handwriting, but a toy he made for Xiaopaw when he was very bored. This thing can not only measure the spiritual roots of people, but also the spiritual roots of monsters.
"Wood and Fire Double Spiritual Roots." Sure enough, ordinary spirit measuring rulers can only detect that he is Wood Spiritual Roots, and this ruler has indeed detected his fire in wood.
Xiaopao's toys all leaked out, presumably his own magic palace has been copied to the bottom, Mo Tianliao was silently unhappy for a moment, and stood with the person who detected the first-class spiritual root.
Spiritual roots are divided into five elements, gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and usually spiritual roots have one or more of these attributes. Double spiritual root and single spiritual root are both superior spiritual roots, and the thick and stable single spiritual root is called Tianling root.
Soon, the superior spirit root and the ordinary spirit root were divided into several piles, and the little girl holding the fox stood up, "You, you, and you, eliminated."
"Ah? Why?" The person pointed out was surprised.
The little girl ignored them, and then pointed out a lot of people, and this time, two-thirds were eliminated.
"Why is this?" Everyone was in an uproar.
"I'm sorry everyone," the slender-eyed man said with a smile, "Wo Yunzong only accepts people who are handsome in appearance. You are all people with good roots. You can go to other sects to try your luck."
After speaking, without waiting for everyone to react, he raised his hand and waved, and the eliminated person was pushed three feet away, turned around, and led the selected new disciples up the stone steps.
Mo Tianliao twitched the corners of his mouth, this Wo Yunzong apprentice even picked on his appearance, could it be the Hehuan Sect who cultivated the evil sect and crooked way
The author has something to say: Catch a bug~~
small theater:
Little Claw: What about me
Birdie: I will appear in the next chapter, I promise!
Small claw: (raises claw, slaps flying)
Woodworker: That's it!