Bang dang!

Just when Mo Yan was thinking about how the human race should resist the alliance of the four clans, the gate of the "Heavenly Ascending Courtyard" slowly opened, and two young disciples dressed in clothes as white as snow and embroidered with lotus patterns walked out from inside, looking at the many young people and girls outside, and said in a loud voice: "Today's outer disciple assessment has officially begun, you all come in." ”

Immediately, everyone rushed in.

One by one, I stepped over the threshold, and suddenly my spirit was different, as if I had really ascended to the sky in one step.

"Stop!"

Just as Mo Yan was about to enter, he was stopped by the two young disciples.

"The registration fee is one thousand taels. One of them looked at Mo Yan, his eyes full of disdain, and said coldly.

"Registration fee?" Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, he really hadn't heard that there was an registration fee for participating in the outer disciple assessment, and none of the people who entered before had paid the so-called registration fee.

"Why didn't those people pay before?" he asked.

"Everyone is a prince and princess, the prince of the Hou Ye, the family is illustrious, and he spends a lot of money, and he has already made friends before he came to our White Lotus Sect. What are you asking if you stinky Hanako, if you don't have any money, get out of here, don't waste my time!" said the other impatiently.

"What are you talking about?" Mo Yan was furious, these two people are just outer disciples, the cultivation of the Na Ling Realm, in terms of strength and bronze armor corpse, he can beat him down with one punch, and now he actually dares to scold him for being a stinky flower child, if he was before, forbearance would have passed, but now that he has the strength, pretending to be a grandson is simply brainless.

"I said you are a stinky Hanako, don't you understand? What? Could it be that you still dare to do something to me?" the outer disciple who insulted Mo Yan sneered.

"Naturally, I don't dare, after all, you are an outer disciple, and I am not. Mo Yan's expression suddenly calmed down.

"Haha, forgive me for not daring. The two outer disciples glanced at each other when they heard this, and the disdain and contempt in their eyes became a little thicker.

Seeing that there was no one else behind Mo Yan, the two thought that they would be idle anyway, so it was better to tease Mo Yan, so one of them sneered: "If you really don't have the money to pay the registration fee, our brothers can pay it for you, but you have to call us grandpa." ”

"Yes, not only do you have to call us grandpa, but you also have to kowtow to us three times, otherwise who knows if your grandpa is calling me really or fake?" the other chimed in.

"Both, I just asked those people why they didn't pay, and I didn't say that I didn't have the money to pay the registration fee?"

"Oh, you have a thousand taels of silver?" the two looked up and down at Mo Yan, and said contemptuously: "Just at your outfit, which is similar to a beggar on the street, where did you get a thousand taels of silver?" ”

"How come? I've always said the same thing, so what do you think this is?"

The corpse pill is made of the condensation of the corpse qi of the bronze armored corpse, which is as hard as iron, but it is the best choice for refining some yin poison pills or magic weapons, and in terms of value, it is definitely worth three thousand taels of silver.

"Is this the corpse pill?" The eyes of the two outer disciples suddenly straightened, and one of them subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but Mo Yan quickly took the corpse pill back.

"What do you mean by that?" The disciple's outstretched hand didn't take anything, and he suddenly felt insulted, and his face turned extremely cold.

"Senior brother, don't be weird, you said earlier that the registration fee is one thousand taels of silver, and my corpse pill is worth three thousand taels of silver, which is definitely more than enough for the registration fee. Mo Yan smiled.

The two outer disciples naturally knew the value of the corpse pill, but they saw that Mo Yan was dressed ordinarily and didn't have a deep background, so they had the idea of blackmailing him fiercely.

One of them cleared his throat and said in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner: "Senior brother said that it was funny, your corpse pill is just the lowest-level bronze armor corpse pill, and it is worth at most five hundred taels on the market, so there is still one left, so you can make up enough for one thousand taels, and then you will be able to participate in the outer door assessment." ”

"Oh, in that case, I'll take out another one. Mo Yan took out another corpse pill, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with these two guys who looked down on people, he decided that he must teach the two of them a hard lesson, so that they could know how powerful they were.

"The two senior brothers took it. ”

He put the two corpse pills in his right hand, and suddenly threw them towards the two of them, and the corpse pills were thrown out by him with all his strength, as if shooting a sharp arrow, and suddenly pulled out a piercing sonic boom in the air, and even faintly sparks flashed.

"Not good!"

The smiling faces of the two outer disciples changed instantly, and the outstretched palms wanted to withdraw, but it was too late, and even if they could withdraw, they couldn't do that, otherwise their bodies would definitely be punched out of a hole by the corpse pill.

The two originally thought that they had encountered a fat sheep that could be slaughtered at will, but who knew that this fat sheep turned out to be a tiger in disguise, and they suddenly had a taste of riding a tiger.

"Fight!"

"King Kong Fist!"

"Deadwood Palm!"

The two had no choice but to use all their strength to resist the corpse pill that attacked at high speed.

The Vajra Fist and the Deadwood Palm are both human-level primary martial arts, and if the opponent is an ordinary Naling Realm cultivator, they will definitely be able to resist the attacks they issue.

Unfortunately, however, the Ink Death was far more powerful than the average Soul Realm cultivator.

Poof!

The sound of flesh being pierced rang out.

"Ahh

The two let out a terrible scream, staggered back, and a bloody hole was smashed out of their palms by the corpse pill, dripping with blood, shocking.

"Boy, you dare to attack the outer disciples of the White Lotus Sect, you are dead, absolutely dead!

"Quick, raise the alarm, just say that someone is making a big fuss about the assessment of outer disciples, please ask the law enforcement team to come over and kill this son!"

The two of them were shocked and angry, and reached out and took out a white lotus flower from their arms, this lotus flower has nine petals, and a white cylinder the thickness of chopsticks in the middle.

Mo Yan recognized this thing, and knew that this was a signal flare used by the White Lotus Sect to sound the alarm, and he didn't want to make a big deal about it, so with a flick of his fingers, the white lotus flower was sent flying.

"You...... What do you want to do?"

The two outer disciples saw that Mo Yan was forced over, and the signal flare was also sent flying, and they were immediately frightened.

"Who is making a loud noise in the place where the outer disciples are being assessed?"

Mo Yan was about to speak, when suddenly a majestic voice came from the mansion.

"Elder, it's Elder!"

"Elder, help, there's a demon attacking us in a crooked way!"

Hearing the voice, the two outer disciples ran towards the mansion as if they had grasped a life-saving straw.

"Oops, it's the elder who presides over the assessment of the outer disciples, although it is wrong for those two outer disciples to blackmail me, but I hurt people first, and this is trouble. ”

Mo Yan's complexion changed, if he met a sensible elder, it would be good to say, but I was afraid that this elder would not help him, after all, he was not an outer disciple of the White Lotus Sect now.

"Liu Yuan, Gundam, I saw what you two just did. I didn't succeed in blackmailing others, but I was severely taught a lesson, and the face of my White Lotus Sect was all lost by you! Now I'm still embarrassed to mourn me, and I'll go back and think about it!"

A majestic middle-aged man walked out and trained the two outer disciples to be speechless, and he no longer had the same vigor as when he first saw Mo Yan.

"Little brother, don't be afraid, I am the chief examiner of this outer disciple assessment, and I happened to see the two of them blackmailing you, and I wanted to stop it, but I didn't expect that the little brother's strength was so strong, far beyond ordinary people. Yes, yes, it's really a hero out of a teenager. ”

The middle-aged man's eyes were blazing, looking up and down at the ink, and he did not hide his appreciation.

"The elder praised it falsely, and he made a move in a hurry, and he also looked at Elder Haihan. Mo Yan said modestly, then turned around and arched his hand to the two outer disciples: "Two senior brothers, I have offended a lot before, and the kid is here to compensate you." ”

As the saying goes, if you see it, you will accept it, and Mo Yan knows the truth very well.

"The junior brother is serious, Fang is the first to do the wrong thing, and it is natural for the junior brother to teach the two of us a lesson. ”

The two outer disciples had no choice but to smash their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs, and they were extremely embarrassed to return the salute with their fists to Mo Yan, their faces as ugly as they were, as if they had eaten a lump of stool.

"You are so modest and polite at a young age, not shocked, neither humble nor arrogant, little brother, I am more and more optimistic about you. Elder Fu Xu exclaimed.

The more extraordinary Mo Yan became, the happier he became, after all, this was a talent from the White Lotus Sect!

As an elder of the outer sect of the White Lotus Sect, he naturally hoped that his sect would become stronger and stronger, and if one or two geniuses appeared among the disciples he assessed and could become inner disciples, then his credit would be great.

If it is even more powerful, there is a once-in-a-millennium genius and becomes a core disciple, or even a true disciple, then he is afraid that he will be personally received by the leader of the White Lotus Sect, rewarded for cultivating elixirs and spiritual weapons, and even cutting hair and washing the marrow for him, and it is not necessary to pass on the empowerment, after all, if a sect wants to last for a long time, it does not rely on the older generation of strong people, but on those disciples!