Three days later, the Untrai Martial Arts Temple.

On a martial arts square about a thousand zhang square, there are people at this moment.

After the deliberation of several elders, this time Jiang Mo preached, whether it was a disciple of the inner court or a disciple of the outer court, they were all qualified to come over to observe.

As a result, thousands of disciples gathered here!

"Usually the ministry is held by the elders and teachers. However, I heard that the person who preached today was actually a disciple of the inner court!"

On the Yanwu Square, the disciples began to talk in a low voice.

"It is an honor to let a disciple preach!"

"It is estimated that the strength of this inner court disciple must be quite remarkable. ”

"Guess who this disciple is preaching today?"

"According to my estimate, it should be the top demons on the hidden dragon list in the inner courtyard!"

The disciples were very curious about the preacher this time.

The Hidden Dragon List they were talking about was the strength ranking of the disciples of the Inner Court.

It is said that the top of the Hidden Dragon List has the terrifying strength to kill the strong of the Martial Monarch!

While everyone was talking, in the center of Yanwu Square, Bei Lao walked up.

He raised his hand and pressed it down, and suddenly, the voice of earnest discussion became quieter.

"Today, after the decision of our Inner Presbyterian Council, we have invited a disciple with great talent to preach for you. ”

Bei Lao's words fell, and there was another uproar below.

"This disciple is ...... Jiang Mo!"

Following the direction of Bei Lao's finger, everyone's eyes moved over and saw an emaciated figure in a black robe.

That person was Jiang Mo.

In the face of thousands of disciples, Jiang Mo didn't feel the slightest pressure, he had a faint smile on his face, and looked at the crowd below.

"Who is that man? How come I've never heard of him?"

"He shouldn't be the strongest person on the hidden dragon list, right?"

"Why would you invite him to come and preach?"

As soon as Jiang Mo appeared, it unexpectedly caused a commotion.

Many people don't say they've seen Jiang Mo, they haven't even heard of it.

Only the disciples of the kendo department of the outer courtyard knew Jiang Mo's name.

Two years ago, he shined at the baptism of the tide of Yuanli and showed extraordinary talent.

was favored by the elders of the inner courtyard and was directly recruited to practice in the inner courtyard.

This honor made the disciples of the Kendo Department of the Outer Court very proud.

However, with the passage of two years, the disciples of the kendo department have also changed several batches.

Jiang Mo's name was gradually forgotten in a corner.

But today's appearance reminds people once again of the brilliant deeds he created back then.

"Jiang Mo, isn't he a disciple of our kendo department? Later, he was directly admitted to the inner courtyard with exception. ”

Obviously, there are still some old disciples in the kendo department who remember Jiang Mo's name.

As soon as these words came out, it suddenly seemed to cause a chain reaction, and Jiang Mo's name was constantly shouted, wave after wave.

It's just that in addition to the disciples of the kendo department, the disciples of the other martial arts departments in the outer courtyard don't know much about Jiang Mo.

Not to mention, those heavenly pride in the inner courtyard.

"Okay, let's be quiet for a while, I know, some of you may have questions, why Jiang Mo is qualified to stand here and preach. ”

Bei Lao's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

Yanwu Square, which was a little commotionous, suddenly became quiet.

"However, I would say that this is the decision of the Inner Presbyterian Council. After you listen to Jiang Mo's preaching, you will naturally get the answer. Bei Lao's voice fell, and Jiang Mo walked up to the center of Yanwu Square.

At this point, everyone was quiet.

Even if some of them didn't obey Jiang Mo's preaching at all, such as some arrogant inner court disciples.

However, the face of Bei Lao still has to be given.

If the riots continue, Bei Lao will be angry, but these disciples will not be able to bear it.

Jiang Mo didn't care about everyone's opinions, he just thought that this was to complete a task assigned by Elder Lian Yue.

Elder Lian Yue gave him such a great opportunity to create, and now he is preaching for everyone, which can be regarded as a repayment.

But Jiang Mo didn't know that this kind of preaching, which he regarded as completing the task, could not be grabbed by no matter how many people squeezed their heads.

Because, when a disciple preaches, it represents his strength and martial arts perception, which is recognized by the Inner Elders' Association and reaches a very high level.

This kind of opportunity to receive the attention of thousands of people is very rare.

Jiang Mo's dark eyes glanced downward, and then slowly spoke.

His hoarse voice with a hint of magnetism instantly captured the hearts of many female disciples.

"I was in a place of trials for two years. The first encounter was a myriad of ghost bodies...... I was constantly killed, and then regrouped in my body...... At the end, in a cold and snowy field, kill the last gatekeeper!"

His voice was flat, but the danger in it could not be concealed.

Jiang Mo told all the difficult experiences he had encountered in the Cloud Chui Gate in the past two years.

There is no exaggeration, just a bland narrative, but it brings everyone's thoughts into that dark world.

"The despair and powerlessness of facing death every time strengthened my determination. ”

"I'm going to be strong!"

"I fell again and again, and got up again and again. With my indomitable will, I have defeated one strong enemy after another, and crossed one insurmountable moat after another!"

"The true meaning of a monk's life is not to never fail or fall. It's that he can fight again and again!"

......

Jiang Mo just downplayed the process of fighting with those gatekeepers.

What's more, it's still about his martial arts perception and changes in his mind.

Almost all the disciples listened with enthusiasm, and from Jiang Mo's bland words, they felt a powerful martial arts spirit.

"The monk's physical body can be defeated and destroyed, but his martial spirit can never fall!"

"Finally, I would like to give you a piece of advice, find your own martial arts, strengthen your will, and keep going. Eventually, you will become a true powerhouse!"

Jiang Mo stood on Yanwu Square and preached for an hour.

Almost all the disciples, including some elders, were immersed in Jiang Mo's preaching.

There were even some young disciples of the outer courtyard, their faces flushed, and they wept excitedly.

From Jiang Mo's preaching, they seemed to have found their own direction.

Some female disciples looked at Jiang Mo's emaciated figure, and their beautiful eyes showed a look of admiration.

It's so powerful!

It's not just martial arts cultivation, it's his powerful heart!

No setbacks and tribulations can knock it down!

This kind of man is the real hero, who can stand between heaven and earth!

(End of chapter)