The conference is imminent, and anyone with a foundation-building or above in Wo Yunzong can participate, but the number of places is limited and must be selected carefully. The two elders can designate an apprentice with a Jindan cultivation level or above to bring it with them, and the rest will have to conduct a small competition in the door, and the winner can follow.
Meng Hu wanted to act as a master's spiritual pet, so he would naturally follow him. The spot in Woqing Cave naturally fell to Mo Tianliao.
"Look, that's the one from Woqing Cave." When Mo Tianliao went to the main sect's deacon hall to collect supplies from Woqing Cave, he heard someone whispering behind him.
"That's the genius that Qingtong Master received last year?" Some people are envious, "I heard that it will be formed in two years."
"Che, his entry is to practice the Great Perfection of Qi, as for the formation of Dan..." One person lowered his voice and said, "I heard that it was all played by the people from Woqing Cave, so that he could participate in the three conferences. "
"Ah?" The person next to him was very surprised, "Is this still fake?"
Cheng Xi, a teenager who was assigned to run errands, heard this and took it for granted. As a Tianling root, he has not yet established a foundation. So Mo Tianliao has a double spiritual root, so this is a pill? What a joke!
Mo Tianliao came out of the deacon hall and met Cheng Xi who was blocking his way.
"Junior Brother Cheng, what are you doing?" Mo Tianliao smiled gently.
"You, what did you call me?" Cheng Xi was unhappy, "I can start before you."
Mo Tianliao raised his eyebrows. The two of them entered the school on the same day, and it was only one incense stick earlier than him. Moreover, their masters were different. Now that his cultivation base has reached two great realms, calling him a junior disciple is a matter of course.
There is an open space in front of the deacon hall. People gathered in twos and threes, some came to receive tasks, some came to exchange things. At the moment, they were full of footsteps, and they looked here if there was nothing.
"Oh, I forgot, Junior Brother Cheng is an ordinary disciple now, you can call me Junior Brother without calling you." Mo Tianliao smiled as if he had just remembered. This kind of stunned teenager, one time provocation, Mo Tianliao can think that he is young and ignorant, as a joke, again and again to find fault, there is no need to let him.
"You..." Cheng Xi's face was ashen with anger. His current identity is still undecided.
"Junior Brother Mo, this is your fault," said Liang Liang, a few ordinary inner disciples who entered Qianya Blessed Land in the early years. "Everyone is an inner disciple. Even if you can't be a personal disciple, there is a first come, first come, right?"
Two of the people who spoke were already in the early stage of Jindan, and everyone guessed that Mo Tianliao's Jindan cultivation was just a false name, but it was because of the master's favor, so he could follow the three masters to see it.
"What are you?" Mo Tianliao slowly put the things he received into the storage bracelet, and the tortoiseshell-colored wristlet on his right hand flashed a stream of light.
A few people on the opposite side were so angry that they looked up: "The strong people in the Taixuan Continent are respected, and although we are ordinary disciples, we are not low-ranking like Bill."
There were many ordinary disciples around, and they nodded when they heard the words, some indignation wanted to draw their swords. The sects couldn't help fighting, but they were not allowed to kill or harm monsters.
Mo Tianliao narrowed his eyes slightly. If he didn't teach this group of people a lesson today, he would not stop looking for faults. He was very busy and didn't have time to waste time with these young people, so he snorted coldly, "Respect the strong. Not including the brave."
The first few people who spoke first drew their swords: "It's too deceiving!" The two Jindan early stage, and the one who established the foundation were consummated.
Cheng Xi was shocked by the momentum of the Jindan period, and people with insufficient cultivation in the open space avoided them one after another.
The three spirit swords hummed as if they were a formation. Mo Tianliao raised his right hand, and the tortoiseshell-colored wrist guard instantly turned into a thin shield, which collided with the tip of the sword with a bang. As soon as it was touched, Mo Tianliao jumped away, and the thin shield turned into a long sword. It's been a long time since I had a fight with anyone. Last time I went to the Demon World, I was ready for a fight, but I didn't even draw my sword. It was very boring.
Mo Tianliao did not study kendo, but as a weapon refiner, he could use all kinds of weapons. Cheng Xi stood under the tree and watched the people fighting. He knew that the three inner disciples were all swordsmen, and Mo Tianliao's main attack should be magic. Fighting people with swords like this is true Unwise.
Mo Tianliao's swordsmanship is indeed average, but the victory is that Taishi is strong enough, the two swords collided, the opponent's sword body whine, and Taishi still remained motionless. At the same time, countless vines grew from the tip of the sword, entangling the opponent's sword.
"Oops!" Someone exclaimed, spinning the sword and smashing the vines. Before the sword could be pulled away, a tiny fire snake sprang from the vines and rushed towards the person.
The three of them hurriedly pulled their swords. One of the water attributes put out the fire, the other cut down the vines, and the other attacked Mo Tianliao.
Mo Tianliao spun up, raised his hand and swiped in the void, his long sword turned into a curved bow, but there was no arrow, he put on the bowstring with one hand, and used the wood-type spiritual power to transform into a wooden arrow with flame attached, "Swish, swish, swish. "Three arrows in a row. One arrow to the head, one arrow to the heart, one arrow to the crotch!
Head protector, heart protector, or crotch protector, this is a difficult choice.
The man was startled, and quickly summoned the spirit sword to block, and the other two rushed to save him, but the three arrows had powerful spiritual power, which was difficult to resist. The two of them worked together to block one arrow. He opened the attacking arrow, was passed by the attacking crotch arrow, and his crotch was instantly ignited.
"Ah—" The man screamed and rolled on the ground. His companion hurriedly hit him with a water polo. Fortunately, it was not a fire in the wood. A water polo could be extinguished, but the entire lower body was thoroughly wet.
Mo Tianliao said leisurely: "The rules stipulate that no human life should be caused. This Xiongtai doesn't need to be so afraid."
"Hahaha..." Someone onlookers couldn't help laughing out loud, clearly saying that the man was so scared that he wet his pants.
"You!" The man's eyes were red, and he rushed up regardless.
Mo Tianliao turned his bow into a sword, went straight to meet him, raised his hand and slashed, and the Taishi Divine Sword with spiritual power instantly slashed the opponent's sword in half. At the same time, the other two have seen the opportunity to attack him.
Mo Tianliao, as a person who cultivated at the early stage of Jindan, had no chance of winning against such three people, but Mo Tianliao's use of magic has reached the realm of transformation. The key is to take advantage of the lack of spiritual power to fight quickly.
The powerful fire spirit power formed a bright-colored barrier behind him, Mo Tianliao quickly returned his hand, turned the long sword into a large sword, and slashed horizontally at the head of the person who came.
The two were startled, one stood up, the other bent over to dodge, Mo Tianliao swept his long legs, kicked the bent man in the face, and slapped him flying with the back of his knife. This person is a foundation-building cultivation base, and he is a lot different from Mo Tianliao. He suddenly flew out like a kite with a broken string.
The man who flew into the air stepped on his spirit sword, Mo Tianliao raised his hand, turned Taishi into a spear, and threw it directly at the man in the air. The man sneered, throwing a spear is what kind of move, just dodge slightly. The clinker spear actually wanted to have eyes, turned a corner and poked at his ass.
The man was startled and was about to dodge, but unexpectedly Mo Tianliao stepped on a spirit sword and flew up, slapped his chest with a palm.
"Pfft—" Unexpectedly, Mo Tianliao still had a spirit sword, and the man was unprepared, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The three of them were beaten to the ground, Mo Tianliao took back Taishi who had not beaten enough, and Yun Danfeng lightly flicked the placket of his jacket: "When you can beat Mo alone, let's talk about the strong. ." After saying that, he left without looking back.
"Wow, Master Mo is amazing!"
"One against three!"
"Who said that people are sheltered by the master, obviously they are the masters of the masters!"
The eyes of a few female brothers lit up. Just now, she was dressed in black, and she was calm and calm with one enemy and three, and her face was not messed up. With that handsome and unusual face, it was really hard to move. Open your eyes!
Mo Tianliao hurried back to Woqing Cave, and fell to the ground as soon as he entered the gate. The spiritual power of this golden core stage was still not enough, and at this moment, he really had no strength at all.
"It took so long to get something?" A pair of snow-colored brocade boots appeared in front of him, Mo Tianliao raised his head and saw his master frowning at him, his cold eyes full of disgust.
Mo Tianliao hugged those slender legs: "My disciple was bullied and can't walk anymore."
"Who else in this sect can bully you?" Qingtong crouched down and poked Mo Tianliao's head with his fingers.
"Why not," Mo Tianliao sat up and leaned over to meet his nose, "You."
Qingtong looked at him, opened his mouth, and bit.
"Ow, it hurts!"
In the door, little Mo Tianliao did not have to participate, so he accompanied the master in the cave doing nothing until the day of departure. In the end, Xuanji was unable to persuade a few apprentices, so he had to take them there himself.
The huge flying boat of the sect, carrying more than 30 elite disciples and two cave masters, left the sect master and sailed towards the Floating Cloud Sect.
This flying boat is very big and has three floors. The first floor is where everyone gathers, the second floor is where the disciples rest, the third floor is the bedroom of the two cave masters, and a viewing platform. Ordinary disciples are not allowed to go up to three Floor.
On the viewing platform, there was a thick cushion, and a big colorful tiger was lying on it, sleeping soundly. The beauty in white leaned on the tiger, squinting and basking in the sun.
The real Xuanji sat on one end of the soft cushion and concentrated on rubbing the hemp rope. The restored white rabbit squatted behind his uncle, holding the end of the braided hemp rope and devoured it intently.
Mo Tianliao came out carrying the sable he had eaten in the kitchen, holding a plate of fried small fish in his empty hand, sat down on the soft cushion, and looked left and right, in Wo Xuan Cave, Yuan Hai did not follow, Hua Qing He Yuli didn't know where to hide.
"Second Master, the elders of each sect will bring their spiritual pets. If someone asks, which one is your spiritual pet?" Mo Tianliao fed the master a small fish and asked curiously, the confession must be stringed in advance.
"This." Xuanji took out a turtle shell from his arms and pointed.
The author has something to say about the small theater:
Elder A: Xuanji, what is your spiritual pet
Xuanji: (pulls out the shell) This, Xuanling Turtle
Elder B: Why didn't you come out
Mystery: It's... shy