Yun Fei didn't hear the latter sentence, he lowered his head and said no more. I don't know why, he trusts Wei Tianxuan, so every word that person says, he will chew it repeatedly.

Yun Fei pushed away an excited protester, raised his head, and looked at Mo Yexing from this angle, looking at Mo Yexing in his current mood, Yun Fei suddenly felt that this person was quite dangerous.

Mo Yexing absentmindedly fiddled with the corners of his shoddy clothes, and stood up slowly, he didn't speak, just raised the megaphone in his hand softly, and gently threw it under the stage-

"Boom!"

The commotion was stopped in an instant. Everyone looked at the square stone platform in amazement. Mo Yexing rubbed his eyebrows, which were wrinkled, and the corners of his eyes were raised upward, giving people the feeling of boredom and disdain for this kind of noise.

"Noisy, noisy, noisy, annoying, are you cats calling Chun?" He didn't feel like he was using much effort to speak, but his voice was louder, deeper, and ...... than coming out of a megaphone Stirring.

Someone fainted, it was an extreme peak cultivator, as long as he had passed the "Spirit Rhino Little", he would have the opportunity to enter the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Yun Fei also felt dizzy, and on his spiritual platform, the jade lingzhi shook the branches and leaves, purifying his body. "Companionship? His companion - is it the throat? ”

"You don't want to come? Let me tell you, I don't want to come yet! Any idea why there were no admissions last year? Let's be honest, I'm troublesome. There is no shortage of people in the Weiming Church, only people who can guide the times. Do you think you're awesome? Oh, the local tyrants and inferior gentry everywhere, the heirs of the cultivation families - if you want me to say, it's a fart? The local tyrants and inferior gentry, the upper three generations, are all poor peasants; Those of the cultivation family have not heard of cultivation five generations ago. This is the capital that you are proud of? Think you have a universal pass for the Church? Let me tell you, ridiculous young masters, you and me, anyone who has the idea of entering the Unnamed Sect - all in the red dust! ”

Yun Fei glanced back at Wei Tianxuan.

"What do you think the purpose of practice is? What is the purpose of joining the Great Sect? Yes, I know, it's like taking the Jinshi exam, for a diploma, for a graduation certificate? Ho, there is a big red mark on the coarse paper of the unnamed sect, go out and be an alchemist, a refiner, a beast trainer, where not to do it? I'm going to die! What if I say I won't be issued a diploma this year? What if I say that you short-sighted wastes don't deserve to practice at all? Get out of here and change careers! ”

Mo Yexing almost scolded on stage. It's strange that when he told the story, everyone was arrogant, and when he got tough, no one dared to speak.

"Oh, cultivation is a profession, cultivation is a way out, if I had been born hundreds of years ago, I would definitely have killed the person who said this. Cultivation is not a profession, nor should it be, cultivation is above the red dust and should not be confused with 'profession'. Of course, this is just my family opinion, and I will not be so shameless to sell my values. I just think: I despise those who make practice a profession; Those who use cultivation as a capital to show off, I strike at you; Those will be repaired

As a hobby, I admire you. I, Mo Yexing's practice, has only one purpose:"

"Become an immortal!"

Mo Yexing pursed his lips tightly, and his two upturned black eyes looked at the vast sea of people sternly and firmly.

"You may not believe it when you say it, but many people believe that the Weiming Sect area is the land of immortals. There are immortals in this place, and every two o'clock in the afternoon, there will be immortal energy rolling out, and some people say that that hour is the moment when the immortals become immortals. ”

Mo Yexing's eyebrows softened, and he showed his blueprint and wishes to everyone without reservation. The audience was silent, and Yun Fei didn't know if they were disappointed or moved.

He sat down, calmed down, still hanging his feet, but looking a little lonely. "Now the team competition will begin, and the participants will hand over the order to the southwest, southeast, northwest, and northeast, and those who abstain will leave in an orderly manner from the east, west, south, and north."

The crowd began to stir, and Yun Fei heard the men and women around him quickly saying something, but their language was the dialect of other districts and counties, and he couldn't understand it. Finally, the first person walked to the east exit, went out, and the figure gradually disappeared, and people knew that Mo Yexing did not have the slightest intention of coaxing them.

"Let's also go, go to the Lingyun Sect, and not be affected by the foreign spirit of this idiot sect leader." A nearby man in brocade pulled his companion to leave, but the latter hesitated. "If you don't enter the Weiming Sect, go to the Lingyun Sect? The reputation there is not good, and it can only be regarded as a second-rate religion. The words of the Yin-Yang Sect...... Only by becoming a Taoist couple can you double cultivate, and it will never be separated...... Think twice. ”

However, there were still many people who left, Ye Weiyang did not leave, but frowned and said something to Wen Feiqing, Yunfei stood in the crowd, like a lonely walker, every face was unfamiliar, and every direction was not his path.

"Uncle, there's a problem!" A man shouted with a megaphone, the voice was familiar, and people were looking over there. "What, do I need to get out of here?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they couldn't help laughing.

"Uncle, there are still problems!" One of them shouted in a shrill voice, following the tone of the previous one. "What, do we have a scholarship here?"

Yun Fei could hear that voice, and it turned out to be Lan Wei who was taking advantage of the chaos to make a fuss.

"Uncle, here, here!" More people shouted through the megaphone. "How many days are there during the winter and summer vacations?"

"How's the accommodation here?"

"What about the cafeteria? I'm not used to eating northern food, I want spicy food! ”

More and more megaphones were raised, and there was a coaxing of inquiries. Mo Yexing had never expected such a scene, he was stunned, hanging his legs and hanging straw sandals on his toes. Yun Fei heard a soft laugh behind him.

"You see, even in this red dust, there are many 'crazy people', right?"

"With the belief in becoming an immortal, what's so crazy?" Yunfei didn't know what he meant. "Are you cheering for him, but not believing in his faith?"

Wei Tianxuan put his hand on his shoulder. "Stay

People have basically passed the ultimate realm, and from the moment they enter the spirit transformation, they will see the essence of cultivation more clearly - cultivation is the foundation of becoming immortals, and everyone throughout the ages has thought so; Cultivation can become an immortal, and no one has denied it. There are some people who believe that there are immortals who play the world and live around us, but more people insist on it: "

"In this world, there are no immortals."

More people flocked to the ashlar platform and surrounded Mo Yexing. He stood up, puzzled, and looked at the men with delight.

"And what kind of person are you?" Yun Fei also hugged with the crowd, he never looked back, and he didn't know if Wei Tianxuan heard his question. But he knew that Wei Tianxuan's answer, like a drizzle in the wind, fell on his ears implicitly, but was suddenly blown away in the endless heaven and earth.

When Ye Weiyang called the order to join the church, he didn't forget to talk to the young man who looked like a small way: "When did the senior join the church?"

The man threw the wooden dark brown token into the bamboo basket on the side and glanced at Ye Weiyang. He wore a dark gray square crown, and underneath it was a white, weak face with a few freckles on its nose.

"I joined the teaching class the year before last, and I am in the third level this year." The voice is also weak, and it must be a good talker.

"Senior, my name is Ye Weiyang, I'm glad to meet." Ye Weiyang didn't leave after handing over the decree, he came to him with a smile and stared at the big basket of densely packed tokens. "How many of these baskets do you have?"

"More than five hundred," the weak senior sighed as he looked at the long queue that was almost at the end. "I'm five hundred here, and that's more than two thousand in total. About a third of the people left, and only a thousand people left could join the sect, Brother Ye has to come on. ”

"Hahaha, borrowed the senior's auspicious words!" Ye Weiyang scratched the back of his head and grabbed Wen Feiqing's arm. "We have the strongest team here!"

"Don't talk nonsense, beware of making enemies." Wen Feiqing punched him angrily. Lan Wei happened to come over at this time, but he didn't know it, and his eyes were still staring at the beautiful young lady in the team.

"Oh? Dare to call it 'the strongest', I'm afraid there is a strong person at the level of Tongtian? The senior also saw that he was talking big and quipped. But I heard that the lucky people can still get Mr. Wei's advice, what if you ...... Can ......"

His voice lengthened, and finally fell into a stunned silence. There were only three or four people left in the group, and they all looked at them curiously.

At this time, Lan Wei withdrew his eyes, even without accompanying conditions, his eyesight and insight were beyond ordinary people, and he saw something strange with just a glance.

"Whose order is this? Fake, haha...... Ha......? ”

His voice stopped, a smile condensed on his face, and his open mouth forgot to close.

Under the blue wisp gaze, the black-haired, not fat, not tall young man touched his nose a little embarrassed. He looked up, and the two of them just stared at each other.

Yunfei felt uncomfortable all over his body. Well, the fault is with him, he

It shouldn't be at this time to take a look at the ordination order inside the cloth bag. When he took it out, he also noticed that it was different from the other people's hands - it was also dark brown, which deceived Yun Fei's eyes, but the pattern on it was completely different. Even Yun Fei thought that it should not be a fake - who is not long-sighted and does not refer to the original when making a fake?

With Lan Wei's words, there were already disdainful eyes cast on Yun Fei. The hot sight, the stinging Yunfei's face and ears were hot and painful.

"It's not fake...... he retorted softly, weakly.

(End of chapter)