The people around him have begun to be busy, Bai Qi leisurely holding a small hammer, the movement is extremely casual to fall, the hammer is as light as willow leaf duckweed, the speed is extremely fast.

The tinkling sound is like a moving piece of music, and that's the rhythm. "Ah~!Little Lizi, guess how many people can pass the first level today?" The kind man yawned, looked at the sun hanging high, and said to the 'Little Lizi' behind him.

The expression on the cold-faced man's face was a little ugly, and he said, "Mo Yang, if you call me like a eunuch again, I'll kill you now!" A cold aura rushed towards Mo Yang.

Mo Yang still had the same easy-going face, his face did not change, he was extremely calm, and replied: "What is that called? Little Sword Sword?" A cold killing intent came to his face, Mo Yang's head was slightly tilted to the side, and a seven-foot long sword was pressed against a red dagger, Mo Yang still said with a kind face: "Don't be angry, why are you so angry every day?"

The cold-faced man's long sword, with a slight draw, a spark rubbed out from the edge of the two weapons, and a faint sword qi cut through Mo Yang's cheek, a small wound, not a big deal, the cold-faced man took the long sword back, opened his mouth and said, "Li Jianfeng!" After that, he was silent. Mo Yang looked at him and shook his head, this guy is also a poor person, it turned out that he used to be a kind person, although he did not lose his heart, but his heart has changed a little, and if he goes on like this, this cultivation wants to improve, but it is even more difficult......

A touch of spiritual power appeared in Mo Yang's hand, and with a light wipe on his face, the wound became an incomparably smooth skin, his skin was white and tender, and there was such a wound, which really ruined this good appearance.

"Hey, it's over here!" a voice sounded, and everyone looked at each other, and the person was Bai Qi.

The outer disciple walked towards him and asked, "What are you done?"

Bai raised a small hammer in his hand and flew up and down, while he himself raised his chin and did not speak, but this action led the eyes of the outer disciples to the fine iron on the forging platform. The fine iron has lost its original volume, only the size of a small fist, emitting a golden and white light, which is the symbol of 'dust-free'.

The outer disciple looked at it for a long time before he stammered, "This ...... This...... This ......"

The word was repeated several times, and he didn't say why, Mo Yang's curiosity was pulled here, and he hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

Saying that, he also walked over, and now it's only fifteen minutes later, why is he done it in this time?

When the outer disciple saw Mo Yang coming over, he hurriedly said, "Mo, Senior Brother Mo......! Qianxuan?" As he spoke, he stretched out his tongue with all his might, otherwise he wouldn't be able to utter a word. "Qianxuan?"

Mo Yang was also curious, the steps under his feet were longer, the person slowly floated up, and directly took a small leap in front of the white forging table, and kept muttering: "How is it possible?"

After he stopped, his eyes stared at the iron essence, the golden and white light reflected on his face, he nodded solemnly, and said, "It is indeed a thousand spirits, you ...... How?"

This is naturally a white question.

As soon as Mo Yang said this, more than 1,000 onlookers began to discuss, Qianxuan? That kid just hammered out a Qianxuan so indiscriminately? When Bai Qi forged, the speed was so fast, he couldn't attract attention if he didn't want to, not to mention that he also had a mask named 'Emperor' on his face, he couldn't attract attention if he didn't want to.

However, Bai Qi's casual appearance, many people suspect that he is here to make trouble, but the name of the person is too angry, and no one dares to talk about it casually, even if it is the emperor of a small country, they can't afford to provoke it. Bai Qi glanced at Mo Yang, and suddenly grinned: "Guess!"

“......”

Damn, whose emperor is this, hurry up and take it away!

"Hehe, write it down for him!" Mo Yang smiled casually and said to the outer disciple beside him, who took the small book and wrote down a crooked white qi.

"Wrong!"

Mo Yang said suddenly, tore off the piece of paper with his hand, and said another sentence in the bewildered expression of the outer disciple: "Remember the inner door!"

Inner doors?

The outer disciple looked at Bai Qi with some tears in his eyes, I have worked hard for so many years and have not obtained a qualification, why did you go in directly?

Bai Qi didn't care about them at all, he left slowly, and he obviously didn't take this matter to heart at all.

The outer disciple looked at Bai Qi's back, the pen in his hand was a little hesitant, I don't know whether to remember or not, all the inner disciples were promoted from the outer gate, even if they were as talented as Senior Brother Mo, they had been in the outer gate for half a year, he had to ask in a low voice: "Senior Brother Mo, I am afraid that the elders will not agree to remember the inner door directly, right?"

Mo Yang shook his head and said, "The elders have agreed!"

The outer disciples looked puzzled, but they still wrote down the white name on a black-covered book, and the number of pages used in this book was pitiful, only a few pages.

High on the mountainside

Pink peach petals fell from the tree, fluttered gracefully in the air, and landed in a silver wine glass.

The wine glass was placed on the side of the chessboard, and an old man picked it up and took a sip, and said impatiently: "Sect Master, you are older than me!"

Sitting opposite him was also an old man, with snow-white hair, the corners of his eyebrows were also a little white, holding a black chess piece in his hand and refusing to fall, he looked up at Huishan coldly, and said, "So what?"

Huishan put down the wine glass in his hand, checked it with his fingers, and said again: "I said I don't want to play, you have to find me, forget this game, you still regret the chess, you regret the chess, this game of chess, you have regretted it eight times!"

Li Buregret raised his hand and threw the chess pieces in his hand aside, and said casually: "Don't play anymore~!"

Looking down the mountain from the corner of his eye, Li Buregret said again: "How long has that kid appeared?"

Huishan said angrily: "It's been half a month......

Li Buregret's fingers tapped on the chessboard, and several chess pieces moved under his tapping, and he said, "Did you find anything?"

Huishan nodded, took a breath, and whispered: "Lingyi girl said, this person is afraid that he is not from this plane!"

Li Buregret nodded casually, suddenly sat up straight again, and said three words: "Do you want to continue?"

"Get out!!"