Mo leisurely slowly withdrew his outer robe, shoes and socks, and walked towards the depths of the spiritual spring.

"You're here?"

A familiar and unfamiliar clear male voice exploded in her mind, and Mo couldn't help but look around, but what could be imprinted in her eyes was not only a white patch, but also a white patch.

Mo Youran knew that this male cultivator who had been secretly connected with him must be the monk who had been knotted. If you can't see it, you don't have to look at it, and if you can't find it, you don't have to look for it. Mo leisurely sat cross-legged in the aura and slowly absorbed the aura in this spring water.

"Are your wounds healed?"

The male voice sounded in her head again, Mo Youran knew that if he didn't answer, he would ask again, and he was still a monk of his own sect, and he might meet him again when he entered the inner hall in the future. Since she didn't want to offend, she also used the technique of sound transmission and secret and said lightly:

"If you go back to your master's words, the injuries on your disciple's body have healed."

Not far away, Leng Minghan, who was floating on the edge of the reef, heard Mo leisurely calling him his ancestor, and his eyelids couldn't help jumping a few times. However, when she said that her injuries had healed, Leng Minghan was still quite happy.

Leng Minghan just wanted to say something more, but heard Mo Youran say lightly:

"Master, the disciple can't stay here for too long, so the disciple has to start cultivating now."

Leng Minghan understood what Mo Youran meant, he just didn't want to take care of himself. Leng Minghan closed his mouth very interestingly, and closed his eyes on the side to cultivate.

In fact, Leng Minghan just wanted to avoid Senior Sister Yue Yao here, but he also hoped to meet that girl again, and that girl came today, but people didn't want to take care of themselves at all, Leng Minghan couldn't help but laugh bitterly at himself

In this way, for several months, Mo Youran and the three of them came to the spiritual spring on the cliff almost every day to cultivate, and the cultivation of the three of them had also improved greatly.

Fang Yixiao was promoted from the middle of the fifth layer of the Qi training period to the early stage of the seventh layer of the Qi training period, Guan Xuanming was promoted from the late seventh layer of the Qi training period to the middle of the ninth layer of the Qi training period, and Mo Youran also improved to the early stage of the twelfth layer of Qi training by using the Nine Turns Gathering Spirit Heart Method and the occasional interference of the cold and cold.

Similarly, the cold and cold who came to Lingquan every day to cultivate did not improve at all, and it was also because he was a cultivator of the Great Perfection of the Dan Period, and he could only get married if he found an opportunity. Because he never found an opportunity, he left the sect a month ago to travel.

Without the interference of the cold and cold, Mo Youran's whole body and mind felt much more comfortable, and in the past few months, Ye Xiuchen had not appeared once, as if he had disappeared. I don't know if he has succeeded in building the foundation, or if he is still in retreat.

However, the competition between the outer gate and the inner gate was held today, and the three of them came to the square very early to wait.

Fang Yixiao looked at Mo Youran and Guan Xuanming with some nervousness and said:

"What do you think this year's competition is?"

Mo Youran asked with a different face:

"Huh? What is this year's contest called? Isn't it different every year? ”

Fang Yi smiled and said as a matter of course:

"Of course, the outer door competition is not held once every three years, and it is different every time."

Just when Mo Youran wanted to ask again, a sound of breaking the sky crossed the sky, and Mo Youran couldn't help but look at it, only to see a middle-aged man wearing the robe of the Tianyun Sect Jiedan monk, his feet dusting and flying on the high platform. Although this person looked about thirty years old, Mo leisurely knew that this person's age was by no means as young as he was outside.

After the monk fell, the elders of the five branches of the outer gate on the high platform saluted one after another, and the monk just flicked his sleeves and looked at the thousands of outer hall disciples in the audience.

Mo leisurely couldn't help asking:

"Senior Brother Guan, who is that senior of Jiedan?"

This question was not only Guan Xuanming and Fang Yixiao looking at her curiously, but even the outer disciples around them looked at her with suspicion.

Guan Xuanming asked in surprise:

"Senior Brother Mo, don't you know who that Senior Ancestor is?"

Mo Youran was already a little blushing by everyone, and said with some embarrassment:

"I've always been cultivating in the Hundred Grass Hall, and Senior Brother knows it, but I've never seen that Sectarian Master on the stage."

Guan Xuanming thought about it, so he said:

"That is Xi Yuan Zhenren, who is in charge of the outer gate, I heard that he is already a mid-stage cultivator of the Jiedan, or a closed disciple of Yaochen Zhenjun!"

Of course, Mo Youran knew that Yaochen Zhenjun was one of the only four infant monks in their Tianyun Sect.

"Oh."

Fang Yixiao squinted at Mo Youran and said:

"He's the youngest Jiedan monk in the Tianyun Sect other than the Purple Death True Monarch and Xuan Yi True Person."

Mo Youran was not interested in when the others would get married, but just responded lightly:

"Oh."

Fang Yi laughed and saw that she just gave a simple 'oh', thinking that it must be not only the three of them who were so calm and light-hearted, so he continued to explain:

"Oh? Are you still oh? Let me tell you, Zi Zhen Jun is sixty-seven years old and married at the age of one hundred and thirty, Xuanyi Zhenren is eighty-six Dan, and Xi Yuan Zhenren is not as early as Zi Zhen Jun and Xuan Yi Zhenren, but he has already cultivated the Golden Pill at the age of ninety. ”

After listening to what Fang Yixiao said, Mo Youran was indeed a little surprised, these three people were all Jindan who were married at the age of 100, and it is estimated that there are not a few monks who married Dan at the age of 100 when they look at the entire Dongda Road, and some of them can only spend the rest of their lives in the foundation building period.

Mo Youran couldn't help but look seriously at the monk on the high platform again, like a jade carving, there was no expression on his water-chestnut face, but the eyes that could see through everything were slightly flashing with dark blue light. Mo Youran rubbed her eyes in disbelief, what did she just see? Deep blue eyes? Mo Youran looked seriously again, but found that Xi Yuanzhen's eyes did not show a dark blue light, but were as dark as ink.

Could it be that I was wrong? Mo Youran couldn't help but look at the people on the stage, but at this moment, Xi Yuanzhen said lightly:

"Disciples, today is the selection of new inner disciples. And this year is relatively simple, that is, everyone enters the Void Realm of the Tianyun Sect from the teleportation, and the portal will teleport each disciple who enters to a certain place outside the Void Realm, and the rules are very simple, as long as you find a hibiscus flower in the Void Realm and stay in it for three days, you will be considered to have passed. ”

As soon as Xi Yuanzhen finished speaking, the audience began to talk about it.

Fang Yixiao on the side smiled but his eyes lit up, and he whispered happily:

"Hehe, when I find the hibiscus flower, I will hide in the Void Realm for three days."

Mo Youran and Guan Xuanming couldn't help but glance at him.

Guan Xuanming said funny:

"Senior Brother Fang, you're thinking a little too much, aren't you? Usually you are a very smart person, why are you so stupid today. ”

Ps: Recommend the medal for you@w@

In the past two days, I have been in poor health, and I have been hanging water, and I didn't change it in the early morning, so I'm very sorry. ”