Early the next morning, Chen Mo left the cave early. After identifying the direction, he quickly headed to the location where the Herb Deacon was to be assessed. Before leaving, he also checked the remaining alchemy tasks. If he passed the assessment, he would completely clear the tasks assigned to him by the sect. Now Chen Mo should think about his own cultivation.
The mist and rain in the distance were hazy, free from the distractions of the world. Looking around, the fields and mountain peaks were all gray and white. The medium that looked like fog and rain fell on Chen Mo's face, giving him a slight chill. His spiritual power spread out as he waved his hand. , formed an invisible light curtain, and then moved forward quickly in a dream like an ink scroll.
But the more he walked towards the target, the more he could find that there were more and more Fuyun Sect disciples on the way. There were both inner and outer gates, everyone talking and laughing on their way. Chen Mo didn't know any of them, so he couldn't say anything. .
He was originally a casual cultivator from outside, and he was not the same as the monks who originally joined the sect. He rashly walked over to ask, in case he wanted to have a warm face but a cold butt, which would embarrass him. The path chosen by everyone was roughly the same as Chen Mo. From the looks of it, , they also rushed to the assessment hall.
"When did so many people take the exam to be the deacon of the Medicine Garden..." Although Chen Mo was curious, he didn't ask too much. After walking forward for nearly half an hour, in a world of green mist and rain, Chen Mo finally got far away. I saw the vicissitudes of stone pillar standing on the top of the mountain from a distance!
This stone pillar is the symbol of the assessment hall. It is silver-gray in color and more than three feet high. It is emitting a soft light and guiding the direction of the disciples.
But if they look closely, the monks can clearly see that there are more than 20 holes arranged neatly on the stone pillars. At the bottom, the depression is only the size of a baby's fist, and the higher it goes, the bigger the depression is, and the highest one is In this place, the stone pillar seems to be missing a corner, which is quite a pity.
The identity tokens of the medicine garden deacons are taken from the material of the stone pillars. The more methods they have to identify spiritual herbs or know how to grow spiritual plants, the richer the texture of their identity tokens will be. Naturally, the size of the herb garden that can be managed will be limited. The bigger.
Chen Mo followed the disciples to the top of the peak and arrived in front of the Assessment Hall. Nearly a hundred disciples were waiting here. Even the red-haired old man in the Assessment Hall was confused by the sudden momentum and left in person. Went to the front of the temple to have a look.
It was Chen Mo's first time here. He began to look around the place calmly and found that the entrance to the assessment was only one way in front of the hall. If he walked there in a big way, he would be surrounded by a lively crowd. He thought carefully and Chen Mo gave up. I have a high-profile idea, and I plan to find out what's going on first.
He picked a short outer disciple and walked over. Chen Mo patted him on the shoulder and said, "Junior brother, what exactly is going on here? Why are there so many people around here? Do they all have to take assessments?" ?”
The latter was startled, turned around suddenly, and saw that Chen Mo was an inner disciple, and hurriedly said: "Senior brother, you are joking, the sect's contribution to the assessment hall alone is 500 points, where did we get so much contribution? This gathering is just to see the two senior sisters!"
"Oh? Which two senior sisters are they?"
"Senior Sister Lan and Senior Sister Li! Huh? Senior brother, don't you know about them?" the short monk said curiously.
"Of course I know." After Chen Mo got the news he was thinking of, he replied perfunctorily to the monk, then quickly left the place, took out the jade slip in a leisure place, and contacted him for the first time. The slender monk who asked for directions in Baicao Garden.
This person is from the same family as Chen Mo. He has the same surname as Chen and the single character is Feng. Like Tian Fang, he is very talkative and naturally well-informed.
Chen Mo sent today's events on a jade slip, and the latter quickly responded to the message. From his mouth, Chen Mo learned that the names of the two senior sisters were Lan Ruoxian and Li Muqing. The former was still in the herb garden. I met him once.
Both of them are registered disciples of Wu Nishang, the master of Piaomiao Peak Pavilion. They are close to the peak of Qi refining. Recently, they had a big fight over the title of Senior Sister of Zhangfeng. Come and see the status.
Just when Chen Mo was thinking about coming back tomorrow, the uproar from the crowd not far away spread like waves: "Senior Sister Lan is here! Senior Sister Lan is here!!"
"Not only that, Senior Sister Li is also here!!"
"Haha, I was lucky enough to see the two fairies from Piaomiao Peak today. It's really worth coming here!"
"Senior Sister Li, don't forget to take me with you when you announce the medicine garden mission. I'm willing to do it even if you don't contribute any points!!"
Listening to the enthusiastic discussions of the people around him, Chen Mo became interested. Who is this Senior Sister Li who can make all the disciples fascinated? He also squeezed into the crowded crowd and leaned over to watch the arrival of the two women in the distance.
One left and one right formed different landscapes. Chen Mo had already seen Lan Ruoxian. Her dress had not changed much. She was still wearing the same purple skirt and white gauze, with smooth and satin-like black hair. The wind was blowing, and a pair of eyes were like the tranquil lake water on the pool, looking at everyone without a trace of fluctuation.
Senior Sister Li on the right is different. She has an oval face, long eyelashes, big eyes, red lips and white teeth. She is very beautiful, has a slim figure, and is wearing a plain white gown, which is a bit eye-catching. This can also reflect her There was a trace of blush on the face due to shyness.
"Which junior brother said you want to help Mu Qing? Don't forget your promise!"
As she got closer, Li Muqing suddenly opened her lips and said in the direction of Chen Mo. Her eyes were enchanting and charming, and even Chen Mo's mind swayed a little when he heard this.
"I actually practiced the art of charm..."
With just one breath, Chen Mo came to his senses. This was because he was not fond of women. As for the monks around him, they had already been immersed in her soft words and couldn't help themselves, and their enthusiasm suddenly appeared.
Lan Ruoxian saw all this and suddenly snorted coldly and said in a voice that only Li Muqing could hear: "You have the nerve to use such dirty tricks. You really lose the pavilion master's face!"
"hehe....."
Li Muqing showed everyone that she was still smiling happily, but when she looked back, she said to her in a subtle way: "Senior Sister Lan, you'd better think about what will happen if you lose to me!" As the senior sister of Piaomiao Peak, I have the right to deal with you!"
"Hmph!" Lan Ruoxian said nothing and walked straight towards the assessment hall. Li Muqing did the same. The two walked past with light steps, bringing with them bursts of fragrant wind, causing the monks who were surrounding them to consciously move out of the way. , while the red-haired old man shook his head and sighed, the two of them flashed into the hall and quickly disappeared.
Chen Mo thought that the matter was over here, but he didn't expect that everyone had no intention of leaving yet. Instead, they rushed towards the northernmost stone pillar. Over there, two gray-white auras were coming from the bottom of the stone pillar. Ready to go!
"The two of them should be competing in the palace, and the results can be seen on the stone pillars!"
Chen Mo's guess was almost the same as the actual situation. Before an hour had passed, two gray-white auras rose alternately, and in an instant they were two inches above the ground!
"Come on, Senior Sister Li!! Defeat her!"
"Quick, Senior Sister Lan, work hard! Pass Li Muqing!!" Some monks raised their hands and shouted loudly, which also aroused the resonance of more than a dozen monks, who all raised their hands to encourage Lan Ruoxian from the outside.
Chen Mo was speechless. He couldn't figure out what these people were thinking. Could it be that by silently supporting them here, they could win the favor of a beautiful woman?
"Maybe it's just that cultivation is boring, and everyone wants to find a way to relieve their depression." Chen Mo thought to himself. The only thing he admired about the two female cultivators was their cultivation. When would he become a cultivator? A cultivator at the peak of his energy?
The situation was still tense, and it looked like the assessment would take a while. Chen Mo didn't want to waste time here anymore, so he changed his mind and returned to the cave to practice for a day, further consolidating his own cultivation.
In the early morning of the next day, we came to the Assessment Hall again. There were many fewer monks today than yesterday. There were only a few monks in coarse robes sweeping the dust with brooms in front of the hall.
Chen Mo first took a look at yesterday's situation. On the vicissitudes of stone pillars, there were two teapot-sized holes left side by side. It was extremely difficult to tell who had won with the naked eye. Under the stone pillars, there were several people pointing. Yes, it seems that he should be an admirer of the two girls.
Seeing that no one noticed him, Chen Mo took a deep breath and quietly walked into the assessment hall.
The hall was quiet, with not even a disciple to receive it. There was nothing except the pillars supporting the room, but the side door was open. Chen Mo turned a corner and walked over. In the side hall, the red-haired old man from yesterday appeared. Among them, he was feeding a snow-white spirit fox. When he saw someone coming, he couldn't help but froze for a moment and asked doubtfully: "Are you here for the assessment?"
The snow-white spirit fox couldn't help but rushed towards Chen Mo. Chen Mo didn't dodge and stood calmly without moving.
If this spirit fox came to bite him, he would take the opportunity to make some compensation. If he just came to see him harmlessly, Chen Mo would not be in chaos, but would leave a bad image for the red-haired old man.
As expected by Chen Mo, the spirit fox stopped in front of him, circled around him inexplicably a few times, stuck out its little nose and sniffed his trouser legs, then lost interest and lay lazily on the ground. The ground stopped moving.
This calm and composed scene made the red-haired old man nod secretly. Before he could continue to ask questions, Chen Mo said: "Disciple Chen Mo, come and apply for the status of deacon of the medicine garden!"
The old man laughed self-deprecatingly and said: "Haha... My world is really strange. Either a few people don't come here a year, or they come in groups for the assessment. I want to ask you, have you brought enough contribution points?"
Chen Mo nodded, took out his identity token, and handed it to the red-haired old man. With a slight stroke, Zhang Siyuan's five hundred points of contribution were included in the old man's special token.
"Chen Mo...is that your name? I want to remind you again. If you pass the assessment, all your contributions will be returned. If you fail, half of your contribution will be deducted. How about it? It's still too late for you to regret it now."
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