However, before he had time to ask Qiqi, the six-rank immortals used the immortal yuan to wrap them, and the next moment they entered the void, and one after another the void turbulence surged towards them, Mao Zheng subconsciously operated the Gang Qi, but found that it was not as fast as the void turbulence at all.

I thought I was dead, but I found myself in the barrier formed by the Six-Rank Immortal Immortal, and the void turbulence hit this barrier, and it was dispersed without even the slightest ripple.

After shuttling in the void for a long time, they came to the fairy world. When he first came to the immortal realm, the rich immortal qi, whether it was Mao Zheng, Jian Qingwu or Qi Qi, felt that the realm was suddenly loosened, and there was a tendency to break through again.

Sitting down and inhaling wisps of immortal qi, Mao Zheng only felt that the Saint Destroying Golden Pill in the dantian was surprisingly restless, and all the immortal qi he absorbed was absorbed by this Saint Destroying Golden Pill, and the originally loose realm was tightened again.

On the contrary, it was the Sword Light Dance and Qi Qi Cultivation that skyrocketed all the way, the Sword Light Dance broke through until the Taixian Ninth Layer Realm before stopping, and the Qi Qi even broke through the two layers of the Realm in a row and reached the Golden Immortal Fifth Layer Realm.

The six-rank immortal saw that Mao Zheng had absorbed such a power and did not break through, so he immediately used his divine sense to probe Mao Zheng, and found that the immortal qi had disappeared without a trace.

He felt very strange, but he didn't feel too confused, and said softly: "In two days, it will be time for our Mortal Immortal Sect elders to recruit disciples, and you must not miss it at that time." ”

The two of them nodded in unison, and after the six-rank immortal left, Jian Qingwu looked at Mao Zheng and said, "You see that I have broken through the five-layer realm in a row and reached the nine-layer realm of Taixian, why haven't you broken through the realm at all?"

Mao Zheng shook his head, not wanting to reveal his destruction of the Saint Jin Dan.

Two days passed quickly, and Fanxianmen suddenly became lively, and some sect forces around Fanxianmen participated in this Fanxianmen event.

Presiding over this grand event are the three elders of the Fan Xianmen, called Hua Qinghai. She is the only female elder among the top ten elders, and her cultivation is even more in the five-rank immortal.

Seeing that the people from other sect forces had arrived, Hua Qinghai said: "Welcome everyone to my Fan Xian Sect's annual Elder Recruitment Conference, I welcome everyone on behalf of Fan Xian Sect." ”

After finishing speaking, Hua Qinghai said, "Now I announce the official start of the Elders Recruitment Conference. Disciples, go to the Talent Stone first to test your talents!"

All the disciples went to the talent stone in an orderly manner, and began to measure their talents one by one.

"Fifth-class talent. ”

"Sixth-class talent. ”

"Fourth-class talent. ”

"What? I'm not mistaken? Who is this, how can this have an eighth-rank talent? There can't be a few such talents in the entire immortal world, right?"

The disciple with the eighth-rank talent in their mouths was none other than Sword Light Dance, and after Hua Qinghai saw Sword Light Dance's eighth-rank talent, he didn't care about the others, and said, "Would you like to join my disciple?"

Jian Qingwu glanced at Hua Qinghai and said, "It is a disciple's honor to be able to join the disciples of the three elders, and the disciples are willing to join the disciples of the three elders!"

Another elder also said: "Third Senior Sister, you too, when you see such a talented person, you want to go, and you don't leave us some." ”

The crowd in front of the talent stone is getting smaller and smaller, and in the blink of an eye, it has arrived at Mao Zheng. Mao Zheng put his hand on the talent stone, and at this time, the Saint Destroying Golden Pill in the dantian suddenly used force to cover Mao Zheng's talent.

"First-class talent!"

Hearing this, there couldn't help but hear contemptuous laughter from the field. There are two kinds of talents in the entire immortal realm that are the most rare, one is the highest tenth-level talent, and the other is the first-class talent. The monks in the immortal realm also have second-class talents at the very least.

"This kind of talent is also rare in a hundred years! What kind of garbage thing, can't you be a little self-aware? ”

"yes. Do you think there will be a miracle when such a piece of garbage comes to the elders' meeting, or are the elders stupid?"

The ridicule from all sides pierced Mao Zheng's heart like a needle, and Mao Zheng shook his head helplessly and left the Elders Disciple Acceptance Conference. After leaving here, he came to the miscellaneous servants' office, received a set of nameplates and clothes for the miscellaneous disciples, and stayed.

The person in charge of the miscellaneous service department glanced at Mao Zheng, and then said, "You are a new miscellaneous disciple, right? You and Wang Wudao filled these ten jars of water in one hour. ”

When Wang Wudao heard this, he pulled Mao Zheng with a bitter face and lifted the bucket of water, and complained as he walked: "It's really a chore! Let's hurry up, otherwise we will be punished if we don't succeed." ”

Mao Zheng nodded. The two of them ran back and forth, and their physical strength had already been overdrawn, and now they were all supported by the Gang Qi in their bodies. Although Mao Zhenggang's qi reserves are not as large as Wang Wudao's, his physical strength is extremely strong.

It took an hour and a few breaths to complete the task, the person in charge checked it, and then nodded: "You have done a good job, you guys over there Chaishan you finished chopping for me today." ”

I have to say that in this huge mortal immortal gate, the work of the miscellaneous office is definitely not easy. Don't look at the fact that there are many disciples in the miscellaneous service department, Mao Zheng and Wang Wudao still do so much work, in fact, they don't do more than other disciples, but they are quite easy.

After chopping firewood for a day, Rao is Mao Zheng's body couldn't bear it, and his whole body became sore. Wang Wudao said: "Hey, just get used to it." Like we're used to working at this intensity, the muscles won't be as sore as you are. ”

After eating, Mao Zheng and Wang Wudao came to the place where the miscellaneous disciples were staying, and at this time, Wang Wudao suddenly changed his appearance and became flattering.

"Brother Dong, this is my filial piety to you. We still have to cover our five houses. Wang Wudao said flatteringly, almost kneeling down and licking his shoes.

The monk who was called Brother Dong was named Wang Dong, his strength was in the True Immortal Third Layer Realm, and he was a well-known overlord in the Miscellaneous Servant Division, and no one had offended his edge, even the person in charge of the Miscellaneous Servant Division was polite when he saw it.

Wang Dongdao: "You are very conscious. But this consciousness around you is not very high. ”

Saying that, he looked at Mao Zheng, Mao Zheng also glanced at Wang Dong, and then said, "I don't have any money, so please don't embarrass Brother Dong." ”

When Wang Dong heard this, he snorted: "You don't have any money, of course I won't embarrass you, brothers, what do you say?"

"What can you do if you dare not to give face to Brother Dong?" beat him!" said a junior brother next to him, and as he spoke, he had already rushed towards Mao Zheng with another Wang Dong's younger brother.

The fist gang and the palm wind roared, making Mao Zheng difficult to parry, and he was hit all of a sudden, only to feel that his chest was hot, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

When Wang Wudao saw Mao Zheng being beaten, he immediately said to Wang Dong: "I will help pay his money, don't fight." Harmony is the most important thing. ”

After Wang Dong listened to Wang Wudao's words, he waved his hand to signal the two little brothers to stop, and after getting the money, he walked to Mao Zheng's side and said, "Trash, you deserve to be trampled by me for the rest of your life!"

Mao Zheng heard this, and a wisp of monstrous anger arose in his heart, and he was about to have a seizure, but was stopped by Wang Wudao.