After a long time, the black-robed man calmed down his manic mood and said, "That's it, the matter of animal skins will be put aside for a while. Fengye, you will go to the Valley of the Underworld from now on, and inform Wang Po to let her plan to steal the Kunyang Sword in half a month......"

In the Kunyang Sword Sect, there were several chimneys on the roof of the cooking room, the white mist was billowing, and the aroma of food that made people secrete excessive saliva wafted out of the cooking room and went outside, causing the disciples of the sect who came and went nearby to take a light breath, and they all looked amazed and delicious.

Mu Yuan was helping with chores in the cooking room, and it was almost half a month since today.

At this time, there was a big man in the cooking room with a slightly fat body and a fleshy face, holding a wide shovel in his hand, and was copying a large pot of vegetarian dishes, he suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Mu Yuan, who was eating those pastries that had just been taken out of the steamer not far away, his eyes were a little complicated, and he said, "Senior Brother Mu, are you really going to run for the annual sect tomorrow to recruit new students?" ”

"Yes, Senior Brother Shen, are you going to give up this election?" Mu Yuan sensed Shen Dadong's emotions, he ate the pastry in his mouth, and asked Shen Dadong in a vague voice.

Actually, he originally took the letter to Lu Yunqing, and he didn't want to run for any new disciples, but he later remembered Su Xiaofei's words about half a month ago when he said that he relied on Lu Yunqing to go through the back door, so he wanted to wait for him to be selected before going to see Lu Yunqing.

"I really want to go, but we talked before, and you should know that I also ran for election two years ago, but I was defeated. Moreover, the process of running for the election was difficult and dangerous, not only to test the strength of everyone's qi, but also to climb step by step to the top of the sect at an altitude of more than 20,000 zhang at a specific time at the foot of the mountain, and to cross the cliff alone and break through the sword formation of 9981. ”

Two years ago, Shen Dadong also came to Kunyang Mountain for the first time at this point in time to participate in the Kunyang Sword Sect's annual recruitment of new disciples.

At that time, his cultivation was even more blazing than now, and with a strong body, he climbed to the top of Kunyang Mountain in a very short time, only five or six breaths later than the first place, ranking second!

It's a pity that when he was walking on the single-tree to cross the cliff, he was tricked by a guy named Xiao Ziyan and fell off the single-tree, if it wasn't for the deacon elders to take care of him, he would have fallen off the cliff of ten thousand zhang, and then he was in the ninety-nine eighty-one sword formation, failed to break through the third sword formation, coupled with his mediocre sense of aura, he was defeated in the end.

Later, Shen Dadong was very unwilling to use his cooking skills to seek a position as a chef in the cooking room, planning to start again in the second year, but he was secretly stirred by Xiao Ziyan, and he still failed.

Therefore, when he was asked by Mu Yuan whether he wanted to run for the election, he was very melancholy and entangled in his heart whether to participate in the sect again to recruit new students from inside and outside.

"Senior Brother Shen, you can rest assured, as long as someone Mu is there, you will definitely be selected this time, and the ranking should not be low! You have to be worthy of the determination you made before you came to the Kunyang Sword Sect, and at the same time, you have to have faith in someone Mu. ”

When Mu Yuan said these words, maybe others would not only not believe it, but would also scold him for being open-mouthed, arrogant, and not knowing how many taels he had.

But Shen Dadong didn't, because he had once seen Mu Yuan completely knead two iron-attribute soup spoons into a small iron ball with one hand, kneading them as easily as flour dough!

"Okay, I'll fight side by side with you early tomorrow morning!"

Shen Dadong clenched his fist in one hand and grasped the wide shovel in the other, raising his shout high, quite a bit of the blood boiling on the front line of the fierce battle, and then he suddenly smelled a burning smell

He was startled, turned around and shouted, "It's not good, my dish!" It's over, it's over, it's going to be over! I'm going to lose my salary this month! ”

As soon as Mu Yuan opened the lid of the furnace, he turned his head to look at Shen Dadong's confusion, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said, "Senior Brother Shen, we will have to eat and drink spicy food after tomorrow, your salary is nothing." ”

At this time, Su Xiaofei covered her nose outside the door of the cooking room, stepped over the threshold and looked a few times, and after seeing Mu Yuan, she walked over quickly, pointed at Shen Dadong, and said, "Shen Dadong, why are you still stunned there?" Hurry up and get your dishes ready, Miss Ben is about to be smoked to death! ”

Since bringing Mu Yuan to the cooking room, Su Xiaofei has only visited Mu Yuan here twice these days, and this time is the third time, and this time Mu Yuan asked her to help buy something in Kunyang Town a few days ago and came here to deliver it.

Hearing Su Xiaofei's voice, Mu Yuan put down his efforts, looked joyful, and turned to look at her, "Xiao Feifei, little aunt, you are finally here!" I thought you had forgotten about me. ”

Before coming to Mu Yuan, Su Xiaofei didn't pay attention to Shen Dadong anymore, she put her hands on Xiaoman's waist, straightened her seductive chest, and her thin skin and tender white face were a little angry, and said: "Stupid guy, you shout again, will you speak, where is Miss Ben small?" ”

Seeing this, Mu Yuan was a little embarrassed, and he coughed a few times, "Okay, Miss Feifei has a lot of them, regardless of the villain's quick mouth." Oh yes, I asked you to buy that thing a few days ago, right? ”

"Hmph, the one you want, Miss Ben will give it to you!"

After Su Xiaofei finished speaking, she pouted, spread out the five fingers of a jade hand, and a pink blindfold mask appeared out of thin air and handed it to Mu Yuan, and then she didn't know if it was because of the burning smell in the cooking room, or if she was still angry with Mu Yuan, or if she had other important things to do, so she turned around and walked briskly to the door.

Mu Yuan glanced at the two eyepatch masks that were also pink feathers, and shouted in Su Xiaofei's direction, "I'm a big man, why did you buy this pink mask?!" ”

"Miss Ben I like it, I love it!" Su Xiaofei came to the door of the cooking room and turned around the willow waist, made a grimace to Mu Yuan, and disappeared from the door after a while.

The next day, the fog was cloudy, the sun was rising in the east, and at the foot of Kunyang Mountain, on a spacious large grassland, Mu Yuan, Shen Dadong, and about two hundred young men and women from various places stood there quietly waiting for the deacons and elders of the Kunyang Sword Sect to carry out this recruitment of new disciples, as well as the dozen or so supervisors.

The oldest of these young men and women who are candidates for the new disciples is about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, the youngest is about five or six years old, and some have not yet stepped into the spiritual path.

Some have already entered the path of cultivation, while such people are older, their cultivation is uneven, there are furnaces, gathering qi, and even a few have entered the condensation stage like Mu Yuan, and these people are basically from some small families, small sects, or lucky people who have been granted some cultivation methods by individual scattered cultivators.

Mu Yuan didn't feel strange about this, after all, he knew that the world had already become different.

Since the beginning of the Fall of the Gods, the path of cultivation has begun to become more and more difficult, squeezed by heaven and earth, and when the cultivation reaches a certain level, it will encounter a very terrible punishment of the heavenly calamity, and it is difficult for any living beings to break free from the rules of this heaven and earth, and break the order of this heaven and earth, as if this heaven and earth are a cage bound together by many shackles!

If you want to go further on this path of cultivation, you must have more and better cultivation resources, and those big sects, holy lands, ancient clans, ancient academies, and ancient families that occupy a lot of resources and treasures are the best places for many cultivators.

At this time, several supervisors began to give everyone some simple methods on how to sense the aura of heaven and earth.

These methods are simple and easy to understand, and as long as the intelligence is slightly normal, they will basically learn to get started in about half an hour.

Among these supervisors, Mu Yuan saw Liu Xiaobin, whose cultivation was already in the late stage of the condensation stage, but Mu Yuan was not afraid.

He had already become a monk, and Shen Dadong, who was standing next to him and had already run for the recruitment of new disciples twice, naturally he would not practice those qi sensing methods again.

Since the two of them came down the mountain, Shen Dadong has always had a question in his heart, he thought about it for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask Mu Yuan, "Senior Brother Mu, why do you want to wear an eye mask mask?" ”

Mu Yuan's eyes slipped, his hands were behind his back, his chest was straight, and he looked sanctimonious, and said: "Senior Brother Shen, you don't understand this, masters generally have to put on a mysterious robe, don't you see that there are some people around here with masks on their faces, white gauze hats, and cloaks?" ”

"Are they all as good as you?" Shen Dadong was suddenly a little overshadowed, feeling that this time he was afraid that it would be a little slim to be selected into the Kunyang Sword Sect to become a quasi-disciple of the sect.

Because he knew that the Kunyang Sword Sect used to recruit new disciples every year, it was only controlled by twenty people, and these people wearing cloaks, white gauze hats, and masks on their faces accounted for fifteen or sixteen.

"That's not for sure!" Mu Yuan didn't think so, and then saw that Shen Dadong was worried, and then said: "Don't worry, as long as you follow someone Mu later, you will be selected!" ”

After comforting Shen Dadong with a word, Mu Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up, he looked at a young woman standing near Liu Xiaobin, and he couldn't help muttering, "Good girl, that senior sister is really beautiful!" ”

Just when Mu Yuan praised Liu Ruoxi's beauty, there was a freshman in a cloak and a hat near him, and secretly scolded him for being a hooligan!

"Wouldn't it? We've been standing here for a long time, Senior Brother Mu, you just saw Senior Sister Liu, a living beauty! ”

Shen Dadong suddenly felt that there was something wrong with Mu Yuan's eyes, after all, many of the young men present, since Liu Ruoxi appeared in front of them, those bundles of eyes did not move away from Liu Ruoxi, and they were all amazed!