Chapter 90: Leading

It didn't take long for more than 60 people to choose the church they wanted to enter.

Seeing that everyone had finished choosing, the five envoys led the monks from their respective camps and walked in five directions.

However, there were only seven monks in the alchemy hall where the palace was standing, and the charming woman said: "Come with me!"

The seven monks all followed behind the charming woman and walked in one direction, including Gong Moyi.

The scenery along the way was also very beautiful, and the seven people including Gong Moyi were taken to a misty mountain peak. The mountain peak is very large, about a radius of about 1,000 miles. The charming woman was in front, and the seven people at the end of the palace were behind, except for the calm face at the end of the palace, the other six people were all curious and looked around.

For Gong Moyi, who has the memory of his previous life, this level is nothing, even in this life, Gong Moyi has seen a Void Spirit Mirror that is a hundred times more beautiful than here.

Therefore, the end of the palace is also very bland, just following behind the charming woman, without looking at other places, but the divine consciousness is still naturally released in a certain range around him, as a vigilance.

And the other six people were also a little strange about Gong Moyi's performance, could it be that he had seen a more beautiful scenery than this?

But doubts are doubts, but everyone asks, after all, the charming woman who led the way in front of them definitely doesn't like them to chirp behind their backs, after all, the charming woman is a foundation building monk, a hundred times stronger than them, and they can't be disrespectful to their predecessors who are a hundred times stronger than themselves, this is the common sense of the cultivation world.

And Wang Yi and Xiaobai naturally followed the two envoys of Wanjiantang and Wanfatang that they chose, and they were not by Gong Moyi's side.

After a short time, the charming woman brought the seven people including Gong Moyi to a spacious hall.

There are also seven monks in this spacious hall, the seven monks are all wearing green clothes, and the cultivators are all about the seventh to eighth level of Qi cultivation, and the charming woman's beautiful eyes just glanced at the seven monks lightly, and her red lips were lightly opened, and her tone was also light: "Take them to the Qiankun Pavilion!" Then assign them a place to live! ”

"Yes!" The seven monks in green clothes all responded in unison, and then they all looked at Gong Moyi and the other seven newcomers, their eyes did not change much, they were very indifferent.

And after the charming woman finished explaining, she turned around and walked out of the hall.

After the charming woman left, the seven seventh- and eighth-order monks in Tsing Yi showed disdain in their eyes, looking at the seven newcomers at the end of the palace, and their tone was as weak as if they were about to lose their breath: "Follow me!"

Seeing the attitude of the seven monks in green clothes, the other six people who passed the assessment with Gong Moyi all had slightly angry expressions on their faces, but they didn't say a word of dissatisfaction.

The seven Tsing Yi monks naturally saw the somewhat dissatisfied expressions on the faces of Gong Moyi and the other seven people, snorted coldly, and took the lead in walking towards a door about two feet high.

And although the seven people at the end of the palace were somewhat dissatisfied in their hearts, they were newcomers after all, and it was not a wise move to cause a conflict here now, and besides, the cultivation was not as good as the seven monks in Tsing Yi. Of course, except for Gong Mo Yi, who hides his cultivation, but Gong Mo Yi doesn't intend to care about such trivial matters.

The seven newcomers, all following the seven monks in Tsing Yi, also walked towards the gate.

Not long after, Gong Moyi and others were taken to an attic. And the door of the attic is very neatly written with the three big characters of "Qiankun Pavilion".

It was only a moment of stopping in front of the attic door, and the seven monks in Tsing Yi took the lead in walking towards the gate of the Qiankun Pavilion again.

It was a hall two or three times smaller than the previous one, with a simple layout of a bamboo chair and mahogany table.

At this moment, on the bamboo chair, there was a fat man with a fat body. The fat man's cultivation was similar to that of the seven Tsing Yi monks, and he was also about the eighth order of qi training, but this fat man was lying on the mahogany table and sleeping soundly, and he didn't even know that someone had come in.

It was one of the seven Tsing Yi monks who was over twenty years old who stepped forward a few steps forward and knocked on the mahogany table with his hand a few times, before the fat man moved his fat head, slowly lifted it, slowly opened his sleepy eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "What are you doing...... Really! ”

"Senior Brother Xia, these are all newcomers who have entered this time, and they are here to pick up the Qiankun bag!" The monk in green clothes looked helpless, looked at the fat man's staggering and impatient appearance on his fat face, and pointed to the seven new monks such as Gong Moyi.

"It's really troublesome...... the fat man's fat face was full of impatience, and with a wave of his hand, seven small bags appeared on the mahogany table in front of him, which were different from the red of Xuanjin Gate, but brown, only the size of a palm.

"Take it! Do you want us to serve it for you with our own hands? Hmph...... "Another woman who looked very drilly among the seven Tsing Yi monks squinted at Gong Moyi and the other seven newcomers, and said angrily.

In addition to Gong Moyi's faint expression, the faces of the other six newcomers, who were not very good-looking, were even more ugly, but they still didn't say anything, and those whose strength was there could only endure it.

The six of them were secretly ruthless in their hearts, and they must become stronger than these seven people, and trample these seven guys who looked down on people under their feet! Although they were dissatisfied in their hearts, the seven people, including Gong Moyi, still took a few steps forward, and each of them picked up a small brown bag and confessed to the lord with blood.

In the induction of the end of the palace, there was only one sect identity token and a lower grade spirit stone in this small bag, and he was speechless in an instant! It feels like I've been pitted.

But he didn't pay much attention to it, just hung the brown Qiankun bag around his waist and stood aside expressionlessly.

The other six newcomers were not so calm, and began to have some complaints: "It's just such a low-grade spirit stone......

Hearing the complaints of the six people, the seven monks in green clothes and the fat man all glanced at the six newcomers coldly, and they all snorted coldly, and then the seven people took the six people to the rooms they were assigned to.

However, Gong Moyi was taken by one of the monks in Tsing Yi to a huge attic on a small peak, the attic is antique, and the edges are carved with a lot of bird and bird patterns, which is very exquisite. In front of the attic is a stone pavement paved with small stones, and there is a pond on the side of the road, and there is a lush green bamboo forest on the side of the pond.

The monk in Tsing Yi did not stop, and directly took the lead towards the attic, and led Gong Moyi to a room with an area of only about ten square meters and four beds.

And in addition to this room, there are no less than dozens of the same room, and Gong Moyi did not release his divine sense to investigate, but just looked with his eyes, and saw so many.

The monk in Tsing Yi left after taking Gong Moyi to his destination, and left a sentence before leaving: "Seeing that you kid is still familiar, tell you." If you want to live longer in the sect, you have to pay attention to who you can't mess with. Well, you must be an honest man, and there are three people living in this room with you! Notice one of them, a boy about twelve years old, and one much older, these two are the ones you can't mess with! ”

In any case, the monk in Tsing Yi was a kind reminder, and Gong Moyi also thanked the other party with a grateful face, and then looked at the situation in the room.