While he was talking, he saw a girl in white slowly walking out of the crowd.
The girl has a slender figure and a beautiful face.
He is about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a head of black and shiny hair.
The beautiful eyes are flowing, giving people the feeling of spring breeze.
"It's really the wind spiritual root!"
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the girl in front of him, but realized that she was really a wind-type supernatural spirit.
Although he came with him, because Lin Mo's mind was not on it, he didn't notice anything unusual.
Now after a cursory sweep, I discovered that it was indeed the wind-type alien spirit root.
"May I have your name!"
Mr. Lu Da's eyes moved slightly, staring closely at the girl in front of him, looking quite excited.
Rao Shi, Mr. Lu Da, is a monk in the alchemy stage, but he is facing a disciple with a different spiritual root.
Obviously he wanted to take it under his wing.
"Junior Feng Ling'er!"
The girl with red lips replied in a low voice.
A pair of big watery eyes stared at Mr. Lu Da, obviously a little nervous.
Although it is true that it has wind spirit roots, this wind chime is only at the third level of Qi training.
He has just stepped into the world of immortality.
Facing Mr. Lu Da, whose cultivation has reached the elixir-formation stage in front of him, he is naturally very hesitant.
"Not bad!"
Mr. Lu Da nodded with satisfaction: "I wonder if you would like to join me?"
Hearing this, Feng Ling'er was shocked, and then quickly reacted.
With a bang, he knelt down in front of Mr. Lu Da.
"Junior is willing!"
Fengling'er's face was full of joy and she nodded vigorously.
"Ha ha!"
Mr. Lu Da looked at the scene in front of him and was very satisfied.
The long loose sleeves were waved vigorously.
In an instant, a wisp of breeze blew by.
Several crystal-clear instruments are already suspended in mid-air.
"Since I accept you as my disciple, these magical weapons will be with you!"
Hearing this, Feng Ling'er quickly took the magic weapon with a smile on his face.
At the same time, the eyes of several new disciples beside him were full of envy.
Although the qualifications of these disciples are not bad, the best ones are only two spiritual roots.
There is no comparison at all with Feng Ling'er, who has wind supernatural spiritual roots.
"If there is a suitable weapon-refining disciple, remember to lend it to me!"
Although Fairy Hualian on the side is very greedy, she also knows the purpose of her trip.
His eyes swept over the disciples below with boredom, and he shook his head helplessly.
He has been to Bailu Academy several times.
Although they have borrowed several weapon-refining disciples, none of them can meet their requirements.
If we can't find a suitable weapon-refining monk again, I'm afraid we will miss something important.
Mr. Lu Da smiled slightly and cupped his hands towards Fairy Hualian: "Please be careful along the way, Fairy Hualian."
"Farewell!"
Fairy Hualian returned the greeting slightly to Mr. Lu Da, and then waved her sleeves.
A magic weapon that looks like a silk handkerchief is already floating in front of him.
It is filled with light.
It is a rare and top-quality flying magic weapon.
"As expected of a sect that focuses on refining weapons!"
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.
As Fairy Hualian left, Mr. Lu Da glanced at the people below, a hint of boredom flashing in his eyes.
Obviously, after having disciples with wind spirit roots, these disciples with second or third spirit roots cannot even enter his eyes.
After randomly distributing a few disciples to several disciples sitting down.
With a smile on his face, he left the hall with Feng Chime.
The next step is to arrange the addresses for the disciples.
It is no different from the Hidden Moon Sect, it is an ordinary row of houses.
A huge black stone stands in front of the eaves.
"Wutong Garden"
A woman in palace clothes wearing a white shirt stood in front of Wutong Garden, staring at Lin Mo and others.
"Are they all new students?"
The woman in palace clothes straightened her sleeves and said softly: "I am Wang Yan, the manager of Wutong Garden."
"From today on, you all will study with me!"
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Wang Yan in front of him.
His cultivation level is not low, and he has reached the middle stage of foundation building.
The cultivation base is solid and strong. According to Lin Mo, Rao is only one step away from the late stage of foundation building.
Wang Yan is not very young, so it will not be difficult for her to break through to the core formation stage in the future.
As he spoke, he saw the woman in palace clothes wave her sleeves.
Several streaks of light pierced the air and landed steadily in front of Lin Mo and others.
Lin Mo looked intently and saw several low-level storage bags floating in front of him.
There is a faint stream of light on it, which is quite dazzling.
"These storage bags contain the student orders of Bailu Academy, as well as some low-level magic weapons and cultivation techniques!"
While Wang Yan was speaking, the clusters of storage bags in the air instantly fell into everyone's hands.
"Let's each find a room with no one to rest in!"
After the words fell, Wang Yan's figure swayed and turned into a shadow.
Disappeared in place.
Seeing Wang Yan leaving, everyone looked at each other.
They couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief and walked towards the house in the distance.
Lin Mo was not in a hurry, but his spiritual consciousness surged out at this moment.
In an instant, the entire Wutong Garden was completely enveloped.
It was clear where there were vacant houses.
Lin Mo randomly picked a room and sat cross-legged.
With a wave of his sleeves, the storage bag he had just obtained was already in his hands.
Divine consciousness poured into it, and all the items in the storage bag appeared before his eyes.
A light yellow book, a crystal clear spiritual stone, and several inferior magical weapons.
Except for the skills, the other items were not worthy of Lin Mo's attention.
Lin Mo stretched out his right hand and pinched the light yellow book.
On it, the three characters "righteousness song" come into view.
Lin Mo was still quite curious about the so-called Haoran Zhengqi cultivation methods.
Although this song of righteousness can be said to be a basic cultivation technique such as Haoran's righteousness, it can be completely understood.
When Lin Mo meditated the Zhengqi Song practice in his heart, a faint aura wrapped around his body.
For those who are not familiar with Lin Mo, the moment they see Lin Mo.
He must be regarded as a gentleman and a righteous scholar.
"That's interesting!"
Lin Mo closed the Zhengqi Song practice method and smiled slightly.
This skill is a rare skill that can restrain demonic cultivators, if one really gathers enough awe-inspiring righteousness.
Invulnerable to all evil, it is easy to deal with demonic cultivators like fellow practitioners.
It's just that the training method of Zhengqi Ge is really rough, so naturally it won't catch Lin Mo's eyes.
"I just don't know what top-notch skills this Bailu Academy has!"
Lin Mo's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but smile.
Then his body swayed and turned into a light blue shadow.
Disappeared in place.
And when Lin Mo appeared again, he was already on the mountain peak.
Lin Mo stepped into the void, and wisps of faint blue cold mist wrapped around his body.
Lin Mo's eyes were slightly closed, and his consciousness kept pouring out like a tide.
When the powerful spiritual consciousness surges, it looks like a ball of light emitting a faint white light from a distance.
In an instant, the entire scene of Bailu Academy appeared in Lin Mo's mind.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, Lin Mo let out a sigh and looked towards the backyard of the academy.
There, there is a library shrouded in prohibition.
A powerful aura kept pouring out from the library.
"Middle-stage Nascent Soul monk!"
Lin Mo's eyes lit up and he murmured in a low voice: "If you say so, this person may have the skills I want!"
Ordinary skills are naturally unable to enter Lin Mo's eyes.
In Lin Mo's view, this type of Nascent Soul cultivator has average strength.
But there may be some explanations for the skills on hand.
Thinking of this, Lin Mo didn't hesitate at all, and followed the wind.
It turned into a wisp of blue breeze and suddenly disappeared in place.
And when Lin Mo's figure reappeared, he was already in front of the library.
The vague formation light curtain suddenly appeared out of thin air.
"This array of light curtains is a bit interesting!"
Lin Mo smiled slightly, but didn't want to resolve it, so he raised his right hand.
A faint blue compass suddenly appeared in his hand.
The spiritual power in his body was like a tide, constantly pouring into the compass.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the compass changed.
Lines of blue water pillars kept flying out of the compass.
The water column was so turbulent that it completely enveloped the entire library.
Together with the shroud, there is also the faint formation light curtain.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Mo raised the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly.
Then there was no longer any cover, and his late Nascent Soul cultivation level was completely revealed.
The surging and powerful aura made the whole room shake several times.
A white-haired old man suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes were filled with wonder.
"Late Yuan Ying monk!!!"
"How can it be!"
Although the old man's cultivation was only in the early stage of Yuanying, after Lin Mo unreservedly showed his strength in the late stage of Yuanying.
Naturally, he also discovered Lin Mo's powerful cultivation.
Drops of cold sweat kept dripping from the forehead of the white-haired old man.
He swallowed, obviously a little frightened.
Although they are Yuanying stage monks, there is a huge difference in strength between Yuanying stage monks.
What's more, he is only a monk in the early stage of Yuanying, but he is facing Lin Mo, whose strength has reached the late stage of Yuanying.
There are many thoughts in his mind.
"I have been in seclusion in Baishu Pavilion for decades, but I have never left!"
"When have you ever provoked such a being?"
…
Although I was very panicked, I had to face it sooner or later.
The white-haired old man pondered for a moment and then said:
"I wonder which Taoist friend came here and was greeted from afar!"
Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and couldn't help but reveal a smile.
Lin Mo's powerful spiritual consciousness allowed Lin Mo to know everything in the house.
The facial changes of the white-haired old man were even more clear.
All this made Lin Mo sigh, this monk in the Nascent Soul stage was facing a life and death crisis.
You can still react like this.
"Yue Zong Lin Mo!"
Regarding his identity, Lin Mo did not choose to hide his identity and said directly: "I am here just to be somewhat interested in the practice skills of your Bailu Academy!"
Upon hearing this, the white-haired old man in the room couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
He is just interested in his own martial arts, not a life-or-death feud.
Then everything can be discussed.
Thinking of this, the white-haired old man swayed and turned into a shadow.
Fly out of the house.
Suspended in front of Lin Mo, he cupped his hands towards Lin Mo with respect on his face.
"This is the library of my academy. If any Taoist friend catches his eye, feel free to take it!"
He was very generous. With a wave of his right hand, he indicated that Lin Mo could take the collection of books behind him.
"oh?"
Lin Mo raised the corners of his mouth slightly and nodded slightly: "That's great!"
As he spoke, his consciousness surged, and all the books in the library poured into his mind.
"This thing actually exists!"
Suddenly, a shabby book attracted Lin Mo's attention.
Looking at the books in the distance, Lin Mo waved his sleeves.
It instantly turned into a phantom, floating steadily in front of Lin Mo.
Lin Mo's wrist shook slightly and the book opened in response.
A golden page appeared in front of Lin Mo.
"Good luck!"
Lin Mo raised the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly.
Then with a wave of his wrist, he took it directly into the storage bag.
"That's great!"
Seeing Lin Mo's satisfied look, the white-haired old man looked surprised.
Lin Mo's posture just now made him think that he was going to fight to the death today.
Who would have thought that it would be so easy to just throw it away.
Looking at Lin Mo who was about to leave, the white-haired old man's heart moved slightly, and he quickly shouted: "This fellow Taoist, I have a merciless request."
"Can you be an offering to my Bailu Academy?"
The white-haired old man smiled and stepped forward quickly: "If fellow Taoist wants anything, I can agree to it!"
Speaking of this, the white-haired old man seemed to have thought of something and said quickly:
"It's all my fault, old man, for not having time to introduce me!"
"I'm the old master of Bailu Academy—Bai Hao!"
A glint flashed in Lin Mo's eyes.
How dare you ask yourself, a person of unknown origin, to serve as an offering?
It seems that the Jin Dynasty is also turbulent now.
It was also the time when the Ye family of the Jin royal family planned the Kunwu Mountain copy.
Although Kunwu Mountain is dangerous, there are a lot of good things in it.
Han Paopao alone got the Tongtian Lingbao Eight Spirit Rulers and the Black Wind Flag.
There are also top-notch treasures such as the Magic Wand and the Blood Blade.
No matter what, Lin Mo will definitely go to Kunwu Mountain.
If you can take the lead in joining a Jin force, it will naturally help you plan the treasure of Kunwu Mountain.
play a vital role.
"It just so happens that I have nowhere to stay, so that's just right!"
Lin Mo nodded slightly and glanced at Bai Hao.
Upon hearing this, Bai Hao smiled happily and quickly raised his hand towards Lin Mo.
A monk in the late Nascent Soul stage, even in Dajin, the Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation, is extremely rare.
The most advanced existence.
Bai Hao quickly took out a white waistband from his arms.
It cut through the air and floated directly in front of Lin Mo.
"Fellow Daoist Lin holds this jade pendant, which is equivalent to me in Bailu Academy!"
With a smile on his face, Bai Hao pointed to the cave in the distance: "Fellow Daoist Lin can choose the cave by himself."
"Um!"
Lin Mo nodded slightly, swayed, and disappeared directly from where he was.
…
In a quiet and remote attic at the top of the mountain, there was an old Taoist nun with a cold expression and a beautiful middle-aged woman saying something solemnly.
"It's almost time. For this planning, our royal family has been planning for more than four hundred years. After seven or eight generations of emperors' painstaking efforts, not even a trace has leaked out."
The Taoist nun said with a serious look: "But if we fail and don't get those two treasures, I'm afraid the entire royal family will be in trouble immediately."
(End of chapter)
