In Qinfeng County, the sun is rising.
This is an ordinary day for ordinary people. The three wealthy families in the county have been waiting for ten years and suffering more than 3,000 days and nights. Now they are finally rewarded. Their heirs are about to enter the path of immortality!
The Zhaotian Sect is also divided into outer disciples and inner disciples. Good seedlings like them who have been cleansed of their marrow, if their qualifications are not too bad, are basically inner disciples. After some training, they will achieve the realm of foundation building. It is also possible. As for the outer sect disciples, whoever performs well enough can be promoted to the inner sect. After all, the refinement of heavenly materials and earthly treasures is a gap for ordinary monks.
Some people may say that the marrow cleansing monk saves two fate-defying pills, while the ordinary monk saves the heavenly materials and earthly treasures. In other words, the two fate-defying pills are equal to the heavenly materials and earthly treasures. They are almost the same. In fact, this is wrong. Ordinary monks save two fate-defying pills. Due to the lack of basic tempering, the monks will have to use the life-defying pill as a last resort in the later stage. Of course, they will not be as strong as the marrow cleansing monks.
Li Xinghe from the Li family came to the county government under the leadership of his father. Also arriving were Chen Qi from the Chen family and his son Chen Feng. The last person to arrive was Shen Jin from the rich man Shen's family, a fifteen-sixth-year-old man. year old girl.
"....Why hasn't Mo'er arrived yet?"
Chen Qi waved his hand, motioned to Uncle Lin to come over, and whispered in his ear.
Lin Bo also replied in a low voice: "Master, don't worry, I have specifically told you that the young master may be on his way here."
Just as he was talking, Chen Mo appeared from the corner near the county government office, striding towards here in white clothes. Everyone waiting here saw him, and Li Xinghe waved his hand enthusiastically: "Brother Chen, here!"
Chen Feng frowned when he saw the person coming. Isn't this the same person who forced four people back in Fenghe Tonglin with one move? But later, he acted alone and never saw him again.
Chen Mo also saw him and thought to himself that it turned out that the lonely young man in black was him. If they established a relationship, Chen Feng should call him big brother.
When Chen Qi saw Chen Mo, a stone in his heart fell to the ground. The latter bowed his hands to him with a calm expression. Chen Qi smiled kindly: "My child, it's good if you come. It's good if you come!"
"Old Chen, what is this?" Rich Master Shen saw this scene and couldn't help but asked with some doubts.
Chen Qidao: "This is the nephew of my family, Chen Mo. He also has a body that has been washed by the Yi Ching. He comes here specially to have a chance at immortality."
Rich Man Shen exclaimed: "I see, it's just that this child doesn't look fifteen years old, and he's not the child designated ten years ago. Can he be chosen by the immortal?"
"I have my own way, so I don't have to worry about it." Chen Qi patted his arms. He must be giving gifts to the immortals. Rich Master Shen and the head of the Li family knew this, and they also prepared gifts and were waiting for them. The immortal has arrived.
"Brother Chen, it's so hard for you to hide this from me. Why didn't you tell me earlier that Chen Qi was your uncle?" Li Xinghe came over, patted Chen Mo on the shoulder, and complained.
"Haha, it has nothing to do with that." Chen Mo was about to speak when he suddenly saw a black spot appearing in the sky in the distance, rushing towards this direction at a jaw-dropping speed!
"The Immortal is here! Don't talk nonsense later!!" Chen Qi was the oldest and most experienced here. As soon as he spoke, the scene instantly became silent.
"Uh-huh!"
Before Chen Mo and the others could see clearly, the middle-aged monk had already arrived in front of them. The immortal put away his dark green flying sword. Chen Qi and the others had already knelt down. Chen Mo was no exception and shouted: "Greetings to the immortal." division!"
The middle-aged monk waved his hand, and a soft force dragged them to their feet, and said in a calm voice: "Excuse me, how many families in Qinfeng County are you?"
Chen Qi took a step forward: "The immortal is us."
The middle-aged monk's eyes swept over the young people. The first one was Chen Feng. He glanced at him lightly and said, "This guy is good."
The latter's tense face suddenly softened, and a slight smile appeared: "Thank you, Master Immortal, for the compliment!"
Then came Li Xinghe and Shen Jin. The middle-aged monk nodded and said nothing. When Chen Mo came, he scanned them and frowned slightly.
"Eighteen years old, I just recently had the marrow cleansing from the I Ching! Whose family sent this??" The middle-aged monk said in a stern tone: "Don't you know that the marrow cleansing can only be done every few years starting from the age of seven? , in this case the potency of the medicine will be at most 70%, which will not only delay the medicine but also waste the child’s qualifications, who did this??”
Chen Qi made an awkward sound and quickly stepped forward to explain. He turned the immortal around and whispered a few words in his ear. He took something out of his arms and gave it to the middle-aged monk. When the two of them turned around again, , the middle-aged monk's expression has softened a lot.
"That's all, but child, you have to know that with your qualifications, whether you can pass the inner sect test is a matter of two opinions. If you only get the status of an outer sect disciple in the end, don't blame me for not informing you in advance." Middle-aged The monk said to Chen Mo word by word.
Chen Mo just wanted to go to Zhaotian Sect to find a solution. The inner and outer sects were of no use to him. He immediately agreed: "Don't worry, Immortal Master. This junior has stupid qualifications and has nothing to do with Immortal Master."
The middle-aged monk nodded, very satisfied with what he said, and accidentally glanced at Rich Master Shen and the head of the Li family: "Do you have anything else to say? If not, I will take these children with me. Returned to Zhaotian Sect.”
"Yes! Immortal Master, please wait a moment!"
Rich Master Shen quickly stopped the middle-aged monk: "Master Immortal, I got a spiritual herb here a few days ago. I don't know whether it is poisonous or non-toxic. Can Master Immortal help us identify it? If it is a poisonous weed, please trouble Immortal." Master, please help us deal with it!"
As he spoke, Rich Master Shen quickly took out an exquisite jade box from his arms and handed it to the middle-aged monk respectfully with both hands. The latter opened the box towards himself, narrowed his eyes, quickly closed the lid, and said seriously: " This is a highly poisonous spiritual herb that is three hundred years old. Fortunately, you did not eat it, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. I will accept this spiritual herb, and you have done a good job."
"Poisonous? Poisonous ass!" Rich Master Shen thought in his mind. The gift was a box of 300-year-old Ganoderma lucidum. He spent a lot of money to get it, but it was just given away, but he also heard two very good things. With just one word, he was satisfied and replied respectfully: "Then I'll ask the immortal master to take care of my little girl."
"This is natural." The middle-aged monk stroked his beard, looking like an immortal.
When the head of the Li family saw that Mr. Shen had finished delivering the gifts, he also took out a white jade box and said, "Master Immortal, this is what I prepared for Quanzi. Can you trouble Master Immortal to keep it for you? I'm afraid he won't be able to guard it well and will be killed." It wouldn’t be good if someone else took it away.”
The middle-aged monk understood that what he was keeping for him was a gift to honor him. He took the box and opened it. With the same satisfied look, he put it back into the storage bag: "Very good, then I will have to work harder. I will take it for you." You can watch over them for a period of time, and if your children are in need, you can come here to pick them up at any time."
The head of the Li family had already sternly told Li Xinghe that it was a gift for the immortals. If you dare to take it back, you will be seeking death. This sentence fell on deaf ears, and it was over after listening to it.
"In that case, let's say goodbye to your father. We have no time to cultivate immortality, and we can't say when we will meet next." The middle-aged monk was very excited to receive so much filial piety. In a good mood, he let them chat for a while.
There was nothing to talk about. Everything that needed to be said was said the night before. Chen Mo took a deep look at his nominal father. In any case, he was the one who helped him cleanse his marrow from the Yi Ching and get through the last period of his life as a monk. It was a sad moment, and I should thank him both emotionally and rationally. I walked up to him and said, "Uncle, my nephew is gone."
Chen Qi smiled happily: "My child, go ahead. Don't forget to take care of each other with Feng'er."
Chen Feng glanced at Chen Mo, nodded expressionlessly, and also said goodbye to his father.
"Kids, it's time to go!"
The middle-aged monk waved his sleeves, and a dark green flying sword rose in the wind. In a moment, it was large enough to accommodate several people. Chen Mo and others took up the swords, and the monk rose into the air, and with a "swish", it broke through the air. And left, in a flash of brilliant shooting stars.
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Although Chen Mo was flying with a sword for the first time, it was not much different from the flying talisman, so he was not too nervous. The other three were also different. Chen Feng could be better, but Li Xinghe and Shen Jin were already a little scared. They were shivering, not sure whether it was the wind that made their bodies tremble or the fear of falling.
This is nearly a thousand feet high in the sky! If you fall, you will be shattered to pieces!
The middle-aged monk controlled the flying sword and had a clear view of everyone's expressions during his free time. He smiled and was about to say something when his storage bag suddenly vibrated, and a jade slip floated out in the air following his thoughts. The young monk took a closer look and said solemnly: "You guys gather in a bunch, don't open your eyes, I'm going to start to speed up."
Chen Mo and others naturally followed the instructions. After a while, Chen Mo felt the wind whizzing by him like a knife, causing pain on his skin. He had to use his internal energy to operate, and then he felt better. However, the other people did not. It's the same, they are just marrow-cleansing monks, and their exercises are only one and a half moves taught by the county commander, so they can't exert much power, which is really hard for them.
Whenever a few people couldn't bear it anymore, the middle-aged monk would give them a spiritual shield to keep them warm for a while. After they recovered, they continued to be scratched. After repeating this for six or seven times, Chen Mo clearly felt that the flying sword was flying. The speed slowed down, he opened his eyes, and he could vaguely see the outline of a towering mountain in the distance.
Zhaotian Sect is located in the Zhetian Mountains in the southern part of Chu State. As the name suggests, this mountain range is continuous and has a large number of majestic peaks distributed here. Because there are many plants in the mountains, whether you look down or from a distance, you will be surrounded by them. A layer of smoky green smoke obscures the scenery, adding a bit of mystery to this mountain range.
The Zhaotian Sect's sect is naturally located on the highest mountain peak shrouded in clouds and mist, like a thick giant pillar connecting the sky and the earth. It is accompanied by some shorter peaks in comparison. The closer it is, the better. You can see the monks wearing robes above.
Chen Mo and others landed on the mountainside of the main peak, and jumped off the flying sword under the order of the middle-aged monk. It was not just them, there were many young talents of about the same age as them in an open space on the mountainside. They were all curious at this time. Like a baby, he looked at the monks flying by from time to time, dreaming in his heart that one day he would be able to fly freely in the air like them after completing his studies.
