I saw that in the distance, above the central seat, the head of the Shiling Sect was sitting majestically, looking at the ring intently, sweeping over the other disciples under the stage from time to time.

It seemed that he didn't notice Mo Mingzhi sitting under the tree in the distance.

But Mo Mingzhi can be sure that the gaze just now is indeed from the head himself.

In other words, just now the head did look at himself.

But why should he pay attention to himself? Is it just because he stands out from the tree?

Mo Mingming didn't think that the head would pay special attention to such an inconspicuous little person as himself, if he only noticed it occasionally, but he just clearly felt that the head of the family's eyes had been cast more than once, and it was very secretive, and he didn't seem to want him to notice.

But apart from Senior Brother Zhuang and the head of the house, the last line of sight, Mo Mingming couldn't find the source.

He felt that the direction of his gaze seemed to be among the many disciples gathered in front of the ring, but there was a large crowd of people there, and it was impossible to tell who was watching him.

Mo Mingzhi settled his mind, and the soldiers came to block the water and cover the earth, anyway, he has the strength to be around, no matter what it is, let him come.

When the sun sets, the competition is finally over.

If it is an ordinary person, just after this day, the physical strength will not be able to bear it, but Shilingmen is a sect of cultivating immortals, and even if the disciples are not deeply cultivated, they all have cultivation as their bodies, and this time is nothing.

After the end, there will also be a list in the inner gate, and the outstanding outer disciples who can be listed on it can get the opportunity to enter the inner gate and become a certain elder of the inner gate, or even a disciple of the head of the inner gate.

The disciples gathered around the ring, stretching their heads one by one, holding their breath, waiting for the quota to be announced.

For these ordinary outer disciples, if they want to continue to make progress on the path of cultivation, they can only enter the inner door, and they are naturally extremely eager to do so.

However, Mo Mingzhi didn't have this need, so naturally he wouldn't care too much.

He has already begun to think that after the quota is announced, he will finally be able to go down the mountain, and after half a month, he has also begun to miss the dilapidated courtyard a little.

And on the stage, Senior Brother Zhuang, who is a big disciple of the inner gate, also stood up and began to announce the list in front of everyone.

"Those who were selected for the inner door, twenty-three. ”

"Hou Zixuan, Qiu Yuyu, Lu Hanchang......"

The names were read out one by one, and the joy and triumph of being read to the names were triumphant, while the others were nervous and expectant, but most of them were completely hopeless, so they had no expressions.

The previous name of Chen Jingluo was also read by Senior Brother Zhuang, and with his cultivation at the peak of his master's realm, it was originally a sure thing to be selected for the inner door.

He seemed to have seen Mo Mingming under the tree a long time ago, and after being read his name, he glanced at Mo Mingming with a little mockery and malice, and swiped his finger on his neck and made a threatening gesture, but Mo Mingming completely ignored it.

Soon, he had already read twenty-two, and Mo Mingming also stretched his waist and prepared to get up and go down the mountain.

However, when the last name was pronounced, he was stunned.

"The last one, Mo Ming!"

"What?"

For a moment, Mo Mingming thought that there was something wrong with his ears, until Senior Brother Zhuang seemed to be because he didn't see him, so he aggravated his voice again and read it again: "The last one, Mo Mingming!"

For a while, the audience was in an uproar.

"Did I hear me right?

"That's right, I'm really talking about Mo Mingzhi!"

"It's really fake, Mo Mingming's kid didn't come to power at all, how could he be chosen?"

"What are you kidding, that kind of waste can be chosen, I actually ......"

Originally, many people were dissatisfied and planned to complain, but in the moment before they spoke, everyone subconsciously swallowed the words into their stomachs.

They all remembered the punch that Mo Mingzhi punched the puppet in the ring before.

The exploding puppet still impresses them to this day.

And Mo Mingzhi still couldn't believe it.

Just like everyone else thinks, I didn't compete on stage at all, how did I get selected?

Mo Mingming recalled the gazes of Senior Brother Zhuang and the head of the sect before, and suddenly became a little uneasy.

Could it be that they have discovered their secrets?

But even if you find out the secret of getting the exercises, and want to try the exercises, with the cultivation of the master, just grab it, what is the purpose of accepting yourself into the inner door?

Mo Mingzhi was puzzled.

But he soon ran out of time to think about this man.

"The twenty-three people who have been selected will follow me into the main hall to meet the head and the elders, and the others will disperse separately and must not be disturbed!"

Senior Brother Zhuang announced loudly, and hundreds of disciples scattered in a hurry, leaving only the twenty-three people who had been selected, and their expressions were either excited, calm or confused, and remained in the square.

Although Mo Mingming didn't think about entering the inner door, since he was chosen, there was no reason to refuse, so he got up and walked among the twenty-three people.

The rest of the people looked at him with different expressions, among which Chen Jingluo looked at him coldly with a black face, looking like he couldn't wait to eat him.

Mo Mingming ignored him, at this time, the head and the elders had already returned to the mountaintop hall, and only then did the apprentice officially enter the inner gate, so although these people had different thoughts, they were all honestly waiting for the arrangement at this time.

Under the leadership of Senior Brother Zhuang, Mo Mingming and the others received their inner disciple cards and new disciple uniforms from the personnel room, and then followed Senior Brother Zhuang to the main hall.

At this time, the elders and the head of the sect had been waiting for a long time, and when they saw everyone coming in, the head of the sect got up and came forward, and opened his mouth to naturally encourage and comfort the words of encouragement and comfort of the routine, but since it was the head of the house who spoke, the disciples could only listen attentively.

Fortunately, it didn't last long, and finally the head stopped talking, and with a wave of his hand, someone sent a piece of utensils.

Although Shi Lingmen is only a small sect in Cang Yinyue's mouth, it is also the first sect within a radius of thousands of miles, after all, it has some heritage and wealth, and the head of the sect is very generous, and gave each inner disciple who has just started with a long sword with a quality of a low-grade treasure, as well as three third-grade Ning Yuan Dan, and ten low-grade spirit stones.

For these disciples who have just been promoted from the outer gate, it is simply a huge amount of money, and the disciples who got it are all beaming with joy without exception, and they thank the master.

But for Mo Mingming, whether it is a low-grade treasure, or Ning Yuan Dan and spirit stones, they are basically useless things, and there is nothing to be happy about getting his hands on, but at this time, if he behaves too coldly, it will be too conspicuous, so he has to laugh with others and thank the master.

The head of the sect stood on a high place, smiling, nodding his head constantly, and finally said: "Okay, don't be so excited, as long as you cultivate hard and contribute to the master in the future, this little thing is nothing at all, it is getting late today, in the previous big competition, the elders have already selected disciples among you, so follow the master and go back." ”

Then the elders got up and took the disciples they had selected one by one.

Mo Mingzhi stood in the middle, and he didn't know which elder had picked himself so blindly, if it was Senior Uncle Gu Qiu, it would be miserable.

However, to his surprise, in the end, he was the only one left in the entire hall, and everyone else followed their respective masters and left.

Mo Mingming was a little confused.

What's the situation? Are you being picked behind?

Although he didn't want to enter the inner door, it was really embarrassing to encounter this situation.

Just then, a kind voice came from above.

"Mo Mingming, come up. ”

Mo Mingzhi subconsciously raised his head, but saw that above, the head of the door looked at him with a smile.

Suddenly, Mo Mingming thought of his previous conjecture, and his heart tightened suddenly. There was silence for a moment, but he still raised his steps and walked over.

(End of chapter) ()

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