"Senior Brother Li......" Hu Deyu felt guilty at this moment, full of chagrin, but he opened his mouth, except for calling Senior Brother Li, he couldn't speak.

Li Xian was only sad in his heart at the moment, he was already not good at martial arts, and even Senior Brother Hu, who got along with him day and night, treated him like this, what kind of face did he have to continue to stay in Guhai Yunju.

Thinking about this, he turned around and bowed to Mochen, and said sadly and embarrassedly: "Uncle Shi is above, today the outer disciple Li Xian asked for sin to leave the master, and I hope that Uncle Shi will allow it." Saying that, he actually knelt down on one knee directly at Mochen.

Li Xian is in his fourth year, whether it is an outer disciple or an inner disciple, he is very familiar with it, after all, there are not many people in the first place, and it is not uncommon to be able to recognize them all.

Because of this, Li Xian regarded Mo Chen's unfamiliar face as a new disciple when he saw him for the first time, but until now, he still can't see Mo Chen's identity.

Being able to take out that piece of eternal ice without changing his face already represents the extraordinary origin of the ink dust, and yesterday there were rumors that Fang Chuan, a disciple of the outer sect, took a young uncle and ancestor up the mountain, so that this rumored little uncle and ancestor could have anyone besides the ink dust in front of him.

After making such a fuss in front of the little master and uncle, he no longer had the face to eat here and wait for death, so now he has to resign and leave directly.

As soon as these words came out, Huang Yan on the side was taken aback, and at this time he realized that Mo Chen was the rumored little master and uncle who entered the mountain yesterday, and he was about to bow to Mo Chen immediately, but he was supported by an invisible force, and he couldn't bend down at all.

"Cumbersome etiquette, vulgar. Mo Chen smiled at Huang Yan, then turned to Li Xian and said, "You know how to recognize people, are you planning to set a precedent from me?"

There are thousands of martial arts sects in the world, and none of them can let their disciples come and go freely, but Gu Haiyunju is an exception.

A hundred years ago, when Sun Jianwu, the head of the sect, established the mountain gate, he bluntly said that Gu Haiyun lived in and out strictly, and if he wanted to get in, he had to pass many tests, but if he wanted to take off a cloud suit, it was very simple, as long as he obtained the consent of the master in the door, he could leave at any time.

This rule is written in the door rules, but no one has used this door rule in the past hundred years, because everyone in the world knows that it is difficult to get started in Guhai Yunju, and where is anyone willing to give up easily.

But recently, Li Xian is considered to have set a precedent, and he did not petition the teacher who taught him, but directly petitioned Mochen, the little uncle who had only been in the mountain for one day, to leave.

"The disciple has been in the field for four years, and the martial arts realm is still so unbearable, and he really has no face to drag down the reputation of the sect. Li Xian said in a trembling voice, it was easy for him to say this, but who could see the entanglement in his heart.

If you really want to say that Li Xianzhi's qualifications are actually excellent, it is not ugly if it is placed among other sects in the sea area, but this place is Gu Haiyunju, which specializes in accepting genius disciples, compared to him and Hu Deyu, the two are much worse, even if they were barely getting started at that time, the gap between them and other outstanding disciples in the sect has begun to slowly widen in the past few years.

Recalling the joy of being selected into Yunju that year, it seems that it was just yesterday, but today's self-Li Xian can only do this.

"Since it's your own choice, I naturally won't stand in the way. Mo Chen looked at Li Xian's posture and shook his head with some regret.

"Choose your own path, I just hope you don't regret it. Saying that, he stepped forward, stretched out his hand and took off the outer disciple card on Li Xian's chest, and waved it to Huang Yan on the side.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, take it to the Discipline Hall, and say that I personally took off this brand, my name is Mochen. ”

How dare Huang Yan slack off at this time, he hurriedly claimed yes, then reached out to take the cloud suit that Li Xian took off, turned around and left in a hurry.

After taking off the cloud suit, Li Xian suddenly felt much lighter physically and mentally, without the identity of the disciple of Guhai Yunju, he no longer needed to worry about the qualifications of the inner disciple all day long, although he was only in the sixth-layer realm of building the body, but in the outside world, it was comparable to the seventh-layer martial artist of the body.

Now he finally felt a glimmer of happiness, and the boredom in his heart was swept away.

"You're done. After a short period of pleasure, Li Xian smiled and thanked Mochen. Without the identity of Yunju's disciple, he didn't need to call Mo Chen his uncle ancestor.

"Go ahead. Mo Chen waved his hand, Li Xian hugged his fists, turned to leave, looking at Li Xian's departing figure, Mo Chen felt that he was a few points taller than before, and then looked closely, it turned out that he puffed up his chest.

Mo Chen smiled, raised his feet and walked to the thirteenth floor not far away, after the farce was over, he still remembered the purpose of his arrival.

It's just that before he went far, he was stopped by Hu Deyu, who was sitting on the ground.

"Uncle Junior, can I bother you. Hu Deyu sat on the ground and said dejectedly, "I want to ...... too."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Chen walked past him without looking back, "I don't have time, find someone else." ”

Hu Deyu was stunned for a moment, then smiled helplessly, he seemed to see something, sat down and regained some strength, then staggered to his feet, and walked slowly in the direction of the Discipline Hall.

At this time, Mo Chen had already come to the entrance of the thirteenth floor, and the reason why he ignored Hu Deyu was only because he looked down on him.

He can understand Hu Deyu, but it doesn't mean that he agrees with Hu Deyu's approach, he doesn't want to waste time on this person at all.

"Thirteenth floor. Mo Chen looked at the tall door in front of the thirteenth floor, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

If he was not mistaken, the huge iron gate in front of him, which was several feet high, was all cast by Shen Yue Iron, and just standing in front of the door and taking a look, he could feel the heaviness of the two huge iron doors.

"If these two iron doors are all made of Shen Yue iron, how heavy will they be. ”

He still remembered how much effort he had wasted in the mountains behind Chuyang Village in order to push open the small Shenyue iron gate, and now the iron gate in front of him was a hundred times larger than before, and even the current ink dust was difficult to shake a bit.

Mo Chen carefully looked at the majestic iron gate, wanting to see how such a huge Shen Yue iron was cast.

At this time, Xuan Di said: "Don't look at it, these two iron doors are not made by people, but they are so big that they were directly moved here." ”

"Moved here directly?" Mochen gasped and was suddenly shocked.

"With my current strength, I can't even push this iron gate in the slightest, and I can directly move them here to act as a door, this person's strength is really amazing. Mo Chen secretly sighed, and then he stepped forward, took out the Double Dragon Order and pressed it into a little depression next to the gate.

With the embedding of the Double Dragon Order, a thin crack slowly opened in the two gates that were originally as heavy as mountains, and then a rich aroma gushed out from the crack in the door.

"Wow, what a good smell. The ink dust was swept away by the aroma, and he quickly closed his eyes and took a sharp breath.

"Look at your unproductive look. Xuan Di said angrily: "It's just a little bit of innate spiritual incense, it's a fuss." ”

"Hey, hey. Mo Chen touched his head, took out the Double Dragon Order, raised his foot and entered the thirteenth floor along the crack in the door, and after he entered, the two iron doors slowly closed again.

As soon as he entered the thirteenth floor, Mo Chen found that there were countless everlasting lamps lit in the building to illuminate everything in the building, and at this time Mo Chen had come to the center, surrounded by all kinds of weapons. He looked up and saw that the fifth floor had been sealed, and it seemed that the thirteenth floor of this place was also divided into the thirteenth floor of the sky.

Mo Chen simply looked at the weapons around him, and found that most of them were ordinary weapons, and some of the better ones were just more beautiful in material and appearance, and they were not treasures at all.

He walked up and down the stairs on the fifth floor, but he couldn't find a way to continue his way up, and even though he carefully followed the fifth floor several times, he could only see the sealed roof.

Just as he was at a loss, a voice suddenly sounded from downstairs.

"Young man, what are you doing climbing so high? ”

Mo Chen stood on the fifth floor and looked down, only to see a thin and swarthy old man sitting on a chaise longue in the corner of the first floor, with a small square table beside him, on which a teapot was slowly steaming.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, Mochen suddenly felt a little strange, he walked around the first floor for a long time but didn't see this old man, why did he climb up to the fifth floor and this person appeared inexplicably.

There was only one staircase up the thirteenth floor, and Mochen searched carefully from the first floor to the fifth floor, but there was no human figure along the way. But now the old man is sitting on the chaise longue, sipping the tea in the pot and shouting to himself, but he really sees the hell.

Seeing that Mo Chen didn't answer, the swarthy old man put down the teapot in his hand and shouted, "Mo is a deaf man, can't he hear the old man's words?"

After shouting, he whispered to himself again: "No, the old man looked at me after shouting, and he must have heard it." ”

didn't see what the old man was talking to himself, Mo Chen just responded, "It's coming, it's coming." As he spoke, he had jumped down from the fifth floor, standing firmly on the ground with his feet steady.

"Scared the old man to death!" Seeing Mo Chen jump straight down, the swarthy old man suddenly shouted, and at the same time, with a shake of his hand, he leaked some of the tea in the pot and spilled it on the ground, looking really like an ordinary old man who was frightened.

After Mochen landed, he saw the old man's reaction, reached out and touched his head, and said with a simple smile: "I'm sorry old man, I'm really a little anxious, I didn't scare you." ”

As he spoke, he had come closer, and when he was less than ten meters away from the old man, he suddenly smelled a strong smell of wine between his mouth and nose. It turned out that the teapot in the hand of the swarthy old man was not filled with tea, but a pot full of fine spirits.

Mo Chen wrinkled his nose and sniffed carefully, the smell was very similar to the Qing Zhaolie he had drunk in the National Color Tianxiang Building.