Qingyun Pavilion, the once every ten years stone test meeting is still going on. In the morning, a total of six people were directly led into Qingyun Pavilion, and the rest were waiting for news outside. Among the six people, Xuan Fengjiao has the greatest potential and has become the envy of many people.

Mo Shaofeng frowned and asked, "Brother Yang, what does the ninth level of potential value mean?"

Yang Yan said: "The potential value is divided into ten levels, and the ninth level represents the ultimate genius. ”

"What about level ten?"

"The tenth level has never appeared, even if it is Qingyunzi, the patriarch of the Qingyun Pavilion Sect, it is only the ninth level. ”

"If someone reaches level 10 in potential, wouldn't it be a step to the sky. Mo Shaofeng said.

Yang Yan said: "If someone really reaches the tenth level, the pavilion master will be respectful to him. ”

Mo Shaofeng was excited, thinking that he had the hope of becoming level ten. Thousands of years ago, I was a human saint, an ancient god, with superior talents, and I practiced the Dharma for thousands of miles.

The sun sets on the west mountain, and the sky is full of red clouds. A giant dragon sped through the sky, leaving behind a huge dragon groan.

"Look, everyone, that's the trap beast of Qingyun Pavilion, Qinglong. ”

Mo Shaofeng was shocked, looked up, and saw a hundred-meter-long dragon flying over Qingyun Mountain, as if patrolling. Qingyun Mountain is guarded by trap beasts on all sides, the most powerful of which are the green dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird and the Xuanwu, known as the four spirit beasts.

Qinglong is the head of the four spirit beasts, with the strongest attack power, and can fight against the powerhouses of the Martial King realm.

In the valley before, the mantis that Mo Shaofeng defeated was only the lowest-grade trap beast. If Mo Shaofeng encountered a high-level machine beast like the White Tiger and the Vermilion Bird, he would be killed as soon as he met him.

Mo Shaofeng was lucky and came to Qingyun Mountain to participate in the stone test.

The team of hundreds of people became smaller and smaller, and finally it was Yang Yan's turn.

Yang Yan stood in front of the test stone, stretched out his hand and put it on it, and suddenly emitted a black-brown light.

The old man next to him said happily: "Yang Yan, the potential value is level eight." ”

"Wow, another genius has appeared. ”

"This time there are so many geniuses in the stone testing meeting. ”

"If I'm not mistaken, there should have been a ninth-level genius and two eighth-level geniuses. ”

Mo Shaofeng arched his hand and said, "Brother Yang, congratulations!"

Yang Yan clenched his fists, his face was full of joy, and he was led in by the disciples of Qingyun Pavilion.

Mo Shaofeng stood in front of the test stone, took a deep breath, was excited, and put his hand on it. Many people's eyes were fixed on the test stone, and a miracle appeared, the test stone was dull and did not react at all.

"What's going on, the test stone doesn't emit light. ”

"Even if you are a farmer who farms the land, or a butcher who kills a pig, if you put your hand on the test stone, it will emit a white light. It's also weird that this kid's hand is on it, and there is not a single light. ”

"The white glow represents the first level of potential. This kid has no light, is the potential value zero? ”

"Probably not, this kid is also a martial artist of the Ten Heavens, if the potential value is zero, it will be incredible. ”

"Then you say, is this kid a genius, or a waste?"

"Who knows! ”

A group of people talked about it, and it was very humiliating to reach Mo Shaofeng's ears. If the potential value is zero, there is no hope of entering Qingyun Pavilion to become a martial artist.

Mo Shaofeng arched his hand and said, "Dare to ask my seniors, what level is my potential value?"

"Level ten!" Although the old man's words were not loud, they were like thunder, exploding the world.

Everyone was boiling, some were happy, some were envious, some were jealous, and there were all kinds of expressions.

"It's actually level ten, it's incredible. ”

"The legendary tenth-level genius has really appeared. ”

The old man looked calm and asked, "Young man, there is no name on this roster, so dare to ask your name." ”

"The younger generation's surname is Mo, and his name is Shaofeng. ”

"It turns out that you are Mo Shaofeng. The old man was taken aback and almost stood up.

Mo Shaofeng's name was like a magic spell, which frightened everyone.

"He is Mo Shaofeng, the Demon King of Murder. ”

"I heard that this kid slaughtered Mojiazhuang, Luojiabao, and many other sects in Longyang City, killing countless people, he is simply a devil. ”

"I heard that this kid killed more than a dozen martial artists in Murong Mansion, and even the powerhouses of the Martial Venerable realm were killed by him. ”

"A martial artist, kill Wu Zun, this kid must have a very powerful artifact magic weapon on his body. ”

Mo Shaofeng held back his excitement, what the tenth-level genius represented, he knew it clearly. With this genius aura, you can walk sideways in Qingyun Pavilion in the future.

The old man looked at him for a moment and asked, "Why did you join Qingyun Pavilion?"

Mo Shaofeng said: "I want to break through the realm of martial artists and become a martial artist. ”

"That's why you joined Qingyun Pavilion?" the old man asked.

Mo Shaofeng was silent for a while and said, "Becoming a disciple of Qingyun Pavilion is the greatest pursuit of my life. ”

The old man's face sank, and he said, "You killed Murong Yan, and Murong Mansion sent a large number of elites to seek revenge on you." If you join Qingyun Pavilion, won't you set yourself on fire? ”

Mo Shaofeng said solemnly: "The Qingyun Pavilion Millennium Sect has a deep foundation and is as good as a cloud, so it shouldn't be afraid of Murong Mansion." Su asked Qingyun Pavilion to cherish talents, if he refused to take me in, I am afraid that it would make the world laugh. ”

The old man smiled faintly and said, "As long as I am a disciple of Qingyun Pavilion, no matter who the enemy is, I Qingyun Pavilion will do my best to protect it." Let's go inside. ”

"Thank you. Mo Shaofeng clasped his fists and saluted, and walked into the gate of Qingyun Pavilion.

A young disciple of Qingyun Pavilion led the way in front. Suddenly, he asked, "Little brother, are you really Mo Shaofeng?"

"It's like a fake. ”

"Then why do you want to deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors and destroy Mojiazhuang?" the young man was curious.

"I didn't deceive my teachers and destroy my ancestors, nor did I destroy Mojiazhuang. Mo Shaofeng knew very well in his heart that he had been wronged.

The young man said: "Mojiazhuang and Luojiabao were tragically destroyed overnight, and this matter has nothing to do with you?"

Mo Shaofeng said categorically: "A manly man dares to act boldly, the matter of Mojiazhuang and Luojiabao is that someone deliberately framed me." ”

"Who is trying to frame you?"

"I don't know. Mo Shaofeng asked, "Dare to ask Senior Brother, respect the surname." ”

"Ah, my name is Chen Jinmu. ”

"It turned out to be a disciple of the Inner Sect of Qingyun Pavilion. "Mo Shaofeng knew in his heart that Qingyun Pavilion was the Chen family in charge. The pavilion master's name is Chen Yunfeng, and all those surnamed Chen are disciples of the Inner Sect. If a person with an outer surname wants to become a disciple of the inner sect, he needs to have a potential value of level six or above.

Yang Yan and Xuan Fengjiao are now disciples of the Inner Sect.

Mo Shaofeng asked, "Dare to ask Senior Brother Chen, where do you want to take me?"

Chen Jinmu said: "The cabinet wants to see you. ”

Mo Shaofeng's heart sank, the pavilion wanted to see me because my potential value had reached level ten.

Chen Jinmu led him to the Qingyun Pavilion conference hall. There were a lot of people gathered inside, both men and women, all of whom were elders of Qingyun Pavilion.

At the head of the conference hall, a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe sat on the Taishi chair, with a face and love. He is Chen Yunfeng, the pavilion master of Qingyun Pavilion, a powerhouse in the realm of Martial King.

"Pavilion Master, elders, Mo Shaofeng has brought it. Chen Jinmu clasped his fists and saluted, respectful.

"You go down first. Chen Yunfeng waved his hand.

"Yes. Chen Jinmu bent over and walked out.

(End of chapter)