The people around him were obviously stunned when Cheng Mo said that he was the head of a faction.

"The arrogant immortal faction, I haven't heard of it!"

"Are you here to recruit disciples?"

"Look at the cultivation of this master, the twelve stages of qi induction, it should be funny!"

"I remember, isn't this a few days ago there wasn't a head who went to steal rice and was killed, it seems to be the head of the arrogant immortal faction, I still remember his surname Zhao. ？”

"As soon as you say this, I also remembered, there is indeed such a thing, is it now replaced by this hairy boy as the head?"

Walking on the streets of Qinghai City, hearing their discussions, and seeing the disdainful gaze cast, Cheng Mo was sad.

Although he is the head of a sect, the treatment is completely no different from the protagonist who travels to the waste material and is ridiculed.

No, no.

After the people finally crossed over, they turned on the golden finger, and since then they have embarked on the peak road of beating geniuses, stepping on gods and demons, and marrying Bai Fumei.

What about yourself?

Although there is a system, he has all kinds of restrictions on meowing, and he is afraid that his death will not be miserable enough and not enough tricks.

Shi Ran Bing said: "Master, do you want to find a crack in the ground now?"

This woman.

Can't you comfort my wounded heart, even if you care about yourself a little?

"Whew!"

Cheng Mo breathed a long sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I haven't experienced any winds and waves in this seat, how can I care about other people's private criticism." ”

"Wind and waves?"

Shi Ran Bing said in a low voice: "I'm afraid that since I was a child, I haven't been out of Yunyun Mountain." ”

Huh.

This handsome guy has died once, and it's not enough to be stormy?

I didn't bother to pay attention to this cold and poisonous woman, and walked to the location of the disciple recruitment conference, north of Qinghai City.

Walking on the road, there are still all kinds of pointing and pointing behind me.

But Cheng Mo was unmoved, as a member of the crossing army, thick skin is an indispensable factor.

Shi Ran Bing followed behind, watching the head of the house laugh at passers-by, and said secretly: "Can you bear this?"

If you can't bear it, you have to endure it.

Because in Cheng Mo's opinion, only with strength can they close their ridiculous mouths.

Wait!

Sooner or later, I will have you talk about the Proud Immortal Sect with nothing but endless adoration and fear in your eyes!

The main task given by the system made Cheng Mo have to complete it, and after being ridiculed by passers-by, he had to complete it!

If you don't steam steamed buns, you have to fight for a breath!

Previously passive, now active, there is a difference between essence and essence.

After being ridiculed, Cheng Mo has more motivation to complete the task! Come on!

As the main city of the county, Qinghai Castle has a large area.

The north of the city is also the location of the previous disciple recruitment conferences, and the scale is also quite grand.

Cheng Mo walked over with Shi Ran Bing, and saw that there were many tent copywriters temporarily set up on the martial arts arena, hanging vigorous and powerful sect banners, and on both sides of the copywriting were girls standing with flowers and branches!

Money Gang!

Ten Thousand Tiger Gate!

King Canyon Pie!

Luban No. 7 Village......

A variety of sect names present the eyes and give people a dazzling feeling.

Some of the young men and girls who came first, accompanied by their parents or relatives and friends, inquired in detail about the situation of each sect.

The general content is -

How is this sect?

Are there many members?

What is the level of martial arts and mental techniques cultivated?

How high will the martial arts level you be able to achieve in the future by cultivating here?

After listening for a while, Cheng Mo shook his head and said secretly: "What kind of recruitment is this?

"Boss. ”

Shi Ran Bing said in a low voice: "We have to find an open space and build a façade like them, so that we can meet the recruitment requirements, attract the attention of others, and recruit more disciples." ”

Since he is here, then everything must be done according to the requirements, and Cheng Mo can resist.

Cheng Mo looked around, pointed to the open space in the distance and said, "It's good here." ”

Shi Ran Bing looked in the direction, and Liu Mei frowned slightly: "The Iron Fist Sect on the left is an eight-rate sect, and the Bone Sect on the right is also an eight-rate sect, are you sure you want to put the door face between them?"

Cheng Mo said: "Since the two sects are both eighth-rate, they will definitely attract a lot of attention when the recruitment begins, and we are caught in the middle, regardless of the good or bad, the sect will be able to attract some attention." ”

Lu Qianqian thought for a moment and said: "It makes sense, I hope it will be like this, instead of the two of us being beaten and running around." ”

"Let's go. ”

Cheng Mo was quite speechless and said: "Go and build a face." ”

He took Shi Ran Bing to the gap between the two eighth-rate sects, skillfully took out the cloth strips he had just purchased, and quickly set up a simple small tent.

This kind of perennial recruitment of 100 sects is nothing more than a sheltered place from the wind and rain, unless there is a strong sect, it will be very luxurious.

For example, the Iron Fist on the left and the Bone Fist on the right.

The two sects are also a bit strong, the one built with the door face is called a luxury, and the one is called a magnanimity.

Cheng Mo also wanted to do this, but he was helpless, poor, and had no strength or manpower.

Therefore, compared with the simple tents set up, they were instantly turned into slag in seconds.

Of course, there are benefits.

And this benefit is also what Cheng Mo needs now.

The two luxurious faces are propped up on the left and right, and they are humble and small, but it is easy to attract the attention of others.

Someone eats and drinks and rubs the sun!

Now Cheng Mo's behavior is called rubbing status, the status brought by the two eighth-rate sects.

After the recruitment director of the Iron Fist Sect finished talking with a young man, he saw an extra tent next to him out of thin air, and shouted: "Which sect is so short-sighted and dares to stick its face in front of my Iron Fist Sect, why is it so big-hearted?"

At the same time, the people of the Bone Sect also found out.

A disciple rolled up his cuffs and walked out, and said fiercely: "Grandma, dare to set up camp next to my bone faction, who gave you the courage to eat the gall of the ambitious leopard?"

It was a very coincidence that when they just wanted to know what sect was so arrogant, Cheng Mo just hung up the banner of the sect.

After seeing the five words 'Arrogant Immortal Sect' written on it, deep disdain appeared on the faces of the people of the Iron Fist Sect and the Bone Sect.

"Phew. ”

A disciple of the Iron Fist Sect spat and said, "A garbage sect that was caught and killed for stealing rice from the head of the sect dares to build a face next to my Iron Fist Sect, this is simply a great shame for my Iron Fist Sect!"

"Hey, hey!"

The recruiting deacon of the Bone Sect also came over, raised his index finger, pointed at Jun Chang and smiled, and said impatiently: "This is the territory of my Bone Sect, hurry up and build it." ”

The two sects didn't take the arrogant immortal sect in their eyes at all, after all, it seemed that this was an unpopular sect, and it was true. Compared with his own eighth-rate sect, it can be said that there is a heaven and an underground.

In order to save face for the master, Shi Ran Bing had no choice but to stand up and said lightly: "The venue for the disciple recruitment meeting has always been provided by the city lord's mansion in Qinghai City and County, when did it become the territory of the small eighth-rate sect?"

Cheng Mo was speechless.

The eighth-rate sect is only small under her poisonous tongue.

If your own sect is still not in the stream, wouldn't that be even more unsightly!

Hearing the words 'Little Eight Streams', the Bone Sect Deacon was furious, but he was speechless.

Not bad.

The venue is provided by the lord of Qinghai City.

Not to mention the eighth-rate sect, even if it is a seventh-rate sect, it doesn't dare to say that it is its own territory.

The disciples of the Iron Fist Sect were also very angry, because the little eight-rate that Shi Ran Bing said included his own sect, although you were beautiful. But if you are so insulting, it is your fault, and I will not forgive you just because you are beautiful.

Cheng Mo walked in front of Shi Ran Bing at this time, and said in a round game: "The disciple recruitment conference has begun, I am equivalent to the Qinghai County sect, I should be harmonious, and win glory for Qinghai County in the future, there is no need to make a big fuss." ”

"If your arrogant immortal sect is an eighth-rate sect, I, Deacon Li of the Bone Sect, will retract what I said just now and apologize to you, but now ......" Deacon Li of the Bone Sect looked at him and said, "You are not even a fart!"

"Yes. ”

The disciple of the Iron Fist Sect raised his eyebrows and said: "A scum sect that can't even eat should have been disbanded a long time ago, and it is beyond my power to come to Qinghai City to join in the excitement." ”

Cheng Mo's face changed again and again, in the face of the ridicule of passers-by, he could bear it, after all, ordinary people like to follow the trend, but he couldn't bear to be humiliated and sarcastic by the two sects.

"Two. ”

He touched his nose and said with a smile: "This seat will build the door here today, if you don't like it, you can come and bite me, or you can take the tent and get out of the house yourself." ”