The sect leader quickly took Mo Yuheng to the top of Burial Sword Peak.
Their arrival had been noticed a long time ago. They were the sect leader, and everyone present saluted.
"metropolitan."
"Hmm!" The sect leader opened his spiritual consciousness to check and found out that the test had not started yet.
He still had time to stuff Mo Yuheng in, so that those old guys wouldn't have any objections. If they had any objections, he would beat them into pig heads with magic weapons, and they would not believe him when he acted violently.
Because the sect can make this girl suffer, of course the incident in Liancheng must be rewarded to this girl.
If this girl fails, then take her under your wing and give her a generous reward.
The sect would not wrong its disciples, it was just that some people did not know about it. If he was not afraid that the news about Liancheng would spread and cause panic and shock, he would not mind helping spread the word.
Soon, he led Mo Yuheng into the main hall. When he entered, he saw a man in the middle of the hall wearing a white embroidered robe and a simple blue jade hairpin.
The face is like a crown jade, the eyebrows are like stars, and the lips are red without any spots.
What a handsome young man, this person must be the No. 1 Sword Cultivator Fusang Zhenjun.
On both sides were three disciples dressed in white, without any embroidery on their bodies.
It can be seen that these five people have not yet been accepted as disciples, and they are here to compete for the position of disciple of Fusang Sutra.
All of them have reached the tenth level of Qi refining, and are only one step away from reaching the tenth level of perfection before they can build the foundation. They compete with each other with sharp energy in their bodies.
It seems that the competition is fierce, you can't hide your abilities, you have to show them all to ensure that you can win.
"Hahaha, it seems that Junior Brother's place is really lively. If I don't come here, I will miss this competition."
"Senior brother, you don't need to be so polite. Come sit down and watch this competition together."
Fuso waved his sleeves, and a small coffee table appeared next to him, with an extra chair next to it.
Two hot tea cups were placed on the small coffee table, exuding a dense atmosphere.
Such a rich aura makes you feel relaxed and happy when you exhale, and it washes away all the troubles in your mind.
The eyes of the few disciples below were shining, and it seemed that they were all knowledgeable people.
The sect master laughed loudly and stepped forward, reaching the chair in an instant.
He picked up the tea cup and took a sip and slowly put it down: "I didn't expect that junior brother would be so generous today, even willing to take out Longquan tea to make it. I wanted to beg for a tael of Longquan tea before, but he refused to give me a single leaf."
With a face full of resentment and a longing for Longquan tea in my heart, today I finally drank the resentment away.
"Senior brother, why are you bringing a young disciple here?" As soon as Fusang's voice fell, the other three disciples turned to look at Mo Yuheng, wondering what she wanted here?
Could it be that you are here to steal the master from them?
Thinking of these vague hostility towards Mo Yuheng.
"This is Mo Yuheng. You must know all about his deeds."
"Didn't Yuan Shui want to accept her as a disciple?"
At that time, Fuso picked up the tea cup and lifted the lid with her slender white hands, brushed away the leaves and took a sip to moisten her throat.
The sect master couldn't help but smile bitterly and told everything.
"So you have to give her a chance and ask for a spot."
"Yes, after all, the disciples who have contributed to the sect are single spiritual root sword cultivators and have righteous hidden spiritual roots and Buddha spiritual roots. Their talents and qualifications are no worse than five single spiritual roots. I should say six."
"Oh." The voice was very long.
Fusang had only been practicing in seclusion during this period. He had just come out to organize this competition today, and his subordinates had no time to tell him what had happened.
Naturally, he didn't know that Mo Yuheng's apprenticeship failed.
Fusang paused while drinking tea, and looked at Mo Yuheng with her long eyelashes.
At the age of only thirteen, he has already reached the ninth level of Qi refining. His cultivation level is not superficial at all, but his foundation is solid, which cannot be compared with the other six single spiritual roots.
It can be seen that Mo Yuheng usually practices hard and seriously, and does not take more pills to achieve the purpose of improving his cultivation.
He nodded with satisfaction.
Judging from the information given by his senior brother, Mo Yuheng's identity turned out to be the daughter of his once brilliant and talented junior sister Shutong.
It's a pity that the beauty was ill-fated, and both she and her friend died when they went out for training.
Originally, the sect leader wanted to take Mo Yuheng back, but what he didn't expect was that it was difficult to take action after being taken over by Yao Guang, and it was common sense for the Mo family blood to return to the family.
Patriarch Mo keeps saying that he will take good care of Mo Yuheng, and he has taken good care of Mo Yuheng in this way over the years.
Even he thought that Mo Yuheng would have no spiritual roots because of that incident, and that a mortal would not have any good results in the Immortal Sect. He could only let Mo Yuheng live in the Mo family, which was better than staying in front of the sect, except for provoking her. Without spiritual roots, I will be sad for the rest of my life.
But I regret it.
Now that he has come out of seclusion, he will no longer make Mo Yuheng suffer.
A few years ago, Mo Yuheng was almost killed. He could be used as a handle. The other party rushed over and complained. He, the number one sword cultivator Fusang, was not so easy to offend.
Fusang looked a little dazed when he saw that Mo Yuheng and his junior sister had similar faces.
Maybe it's not time to tell Mo Yuheng's identity now. If Mo Yuheng's identity is exposed, the enemies who were hiding in the dark and couldn't guard against him will take action against Mo Yuheng.
He was afraid that if he didn't take good care of him, his enemies would attack Mo Yuheng, and he would regret it for the rest of his life.
"Junior brother, have you started competing?"
The sect master noticed that it was wrong to throw down his favorite tea, and reminded him worriedly.
Fusang finally came back to his senses and said, "Senior brother, can you guess Mo Yuheng's identity?"
"It's not a descendant of the Mo family."
These are Mo Yuheng's identities announced by the Mo family outside, and they have been found out clearly.
What else is wrong?
It was obvious that the sect master still didn't know the truth: "Mo Yuheng is Shutong's daughter."
Originally, they communicated with each other through spiritual communication.
"What?"
The sect leader stood up in shock and exclaimed.
The three geniuses present were stunned by the shouts and common actions. They thought something big had happened and they didn't dare to express their anger.
"Ahem!" Fusang covered his mouth and coughed as a reminder.
Didn't you see that there are three disciples here? Do you think your behavior is consistent with your status?
The sect leader blushed, covered his mouth with his hand, coughed, and said to cover up: "Haha, I didn't expect that all the disciples recruited this time are so talented. I, the descendants of Jade Ruins, are better than the previous generations, so of course I am very excited."
After hearing these words, the three genius disciples reacted and said that they would work harder to cultivate and would never lose the sect's face.
After that, the sect leader sat back.
The message said: "What are you waiting for? Just accept Yu Heng as your direct disciple without hesitation."
Fusang informed the sect master of his concerns: "Shu Tong's sharpness had offended too many people at first. I was afraid that if Mo Yuheng's identity was revealed, our enemies would secretly retaliate, and we would be unprepared. It's better to stay safe with this identity."
The sect master held his hand and acted calmly, because of Mo Yuheng's affairs.
(End of chapter)
