Yes!

After Liu Heita let out a long breath, he jumped up and yelled at those inner disciples who were watching the jokes: "Look at your horse, look at it again, Hei Ye gouged out your eyes!"

"Brother Heita, the words are a bit excessive, don't you see me sitting here?" Not far away, Tang Lin, who was stuck in the crowd, had already seen Murong Bai's every move just now.

After Tang Lin was searched by Murong Bai last night, he directly found Tang Hao, who had just come out of the customs, and wanted his eldest brother to be angry for him.

But Tang Hao was not as frizzy as Tang Lin, and after carefully interrogating what happened, he raised his hand and mouthed, and Tang Lin was stunned.

Not long after Murong Bai broke through the Refining Tower, Tang Hao got the news, originally he thought that he could bring Murong Bai over, so that he would have another layer of certainty in dealing with the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

But it shouldn't be, Tang Lin teased Xu Lin'er and Feng Yunshang because of his lust, and offended Murong Bai fiercely.

That's why Tang Hao was a little angry.

But anger is anger, and how to deal with the next unfavorable situation is the top priority, so Tang Hao ordered Tang Lin and the others to always pay attention to the movements of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

Sure enough, early in the morning, Liu Heita, the protector of the Sanxiu Alliance, sat down with Murong Bai, and Tang Lin wanted to destroy the alliance between Murong Bai and the Sanxiu Alliance according to the plan, but before he could make a move, Liu Heita was beaten by Murong Bai inexplicably.

Tang Lin was immediately overjoyed, and said in his heart: Hehe, Murong Bai, Murong Bai, there is really a way in heaven for you not to go, and there is no door for hell for you to vote for.

"Hey, could it be that the sun is rising in the west today? Even Senior Brother Tang, who has always liked to sleep lazy, got up so early!" Although Liu Heita grinned, his words were not polite at all.

"Haha! Brother Heita also came to the dining hall for the first time to eat?" Tang Lin stood up and walked over as he spoke.

"It's better to meet by chance, come, let's have a drink!" Tang Lin patted the storage bag on his waist, turned out a jar of good wine, and threw it to Liu Heita.

Liu Heita was actually not seriously injured just now, but the qi and blood in his chest churned violently, of course, this was also the result of Murong Bai's mercy, otherwise Liu Heita would definitely not be able to bear it!

In the book, it was explained that Murong Bai had secretly carved a pattern in the wine jar during the meal just now, and attached a wisp of divine sense.

If Liu Heita took the wine jar with a crooked heart and was sincere, Murong Bai would not have triggered the formation, on the contrary, if he knew the sea, Liu Heita would inevitably be hit.

As for how Liu Heita and Tang Lin discussed, Murong Bai didn't know, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care too much.

After a person has eaten and drunk enough, he walked out of the dining hall and walked all the way, while admiring the Xuanwu Peak under the rising sun, he stretched out his arms and moved his limbs.

"It is worthy of being the head of the six major sects! Even the flowers and plants on the side of the road on the top of the mountain all exude a faint halo of colorful light, looking like fairy grass!"

While breathing in the fresh and rich air, Murong Bai looked left and right, and unconsciously came to the deacon hall.

Coincidentally, the triangular-eyed disciple had just come to the deacon hall.

"Senior brother, it's early!" Murong Bai smiled and hugged his fist at the triangular-eyed disciple.

"Hey, Senior Brother Murong, that fragrant wind blew you?" This triangular-eyed disciple named Zhu Fugui, seeing that it was Murong Bai, immediately smiled lightly and hugged his fists.

A quarter of an hour later, Murong Bai walked out of the deacon hall, holding a bag of seeds of exotic flowers and plants in his hand, and walked towards the left side of Xuantian Peak in the direction guided by Zhu Fugui.

Coming to the white pontoon bridge leading to the Tibetan Scripture Peak, after checking the waist card of the inner disciple, Murong Bai flew up, turned into a ray of light, and swept towards the black peak in front of him.

If you want to choose exercises, you can choose some yellow-level exercises in the outer deacon hall, as for the exercises above the yellow level, don't even think about it.

But sometimes, rules are dead, but people are alive.

Some outer disciples who have a door will generally buy off the inner disciples, and after paying a certain amount of spirit stones, the inner disciples will enter the Tibetan scripture peak and help make a copy of the required scriptures or exercises.

Liu Zongdao, the third place in the last outer door competition, was defeated by Xu Lin'er and successfully promoted to the inner door because he had a Xuan-level lower grade exercise.

Sizzle!

As soon as Murong Bai's feet stood firm, he felt a heavy wind of vicissitudes blowing in his face, which was the unique cultural atmosphere of the Tibetan Scripture Peak.

It carries a broad and vicissitudes of life, which can purify the soul in an instant.

"Stop! Who are you?

At the same time as the two red lights flashed, two eleven or twelve-year-old Dao Tong suddenly appeared in front of Murong Bai, blocking the way, and one of them, a round-faced and white Dao Tong, looked at Murong Bai with a vigilant face and said.

"Ahem, inner disciple Murong Bai, I have come to the Tibetan Scripture Peak to select exercises! This is my waist card!" Murong Bai smiled slightly on his face, and then with a flick of his wrist, he threw the waist card over.

"Senior brother, among the inner doors, I'm sure there is no one named Murong Bai!" Xiao Daotong, who had thin cheeks and a pair of female dog eyes, suddenly lowered his voice and said.

Although the voice was very soft, it was still clearly heard by Murong Bai.

"You little brat! With a pair of eyes, Lao Tzu is not a good bird at first glance, oh! What you mean by your words is that I am impersonating!" Murong Bai's heart gradually rose, so the smile on his face just now was put away.

The round-faced white and pure little Taoist boy led by him checked it for a long time, and then returned the waist card to Murong Bai, and then glanced at Murong Bai contemptuously and said: "The waist card is indeed true! However, if you want to enter the Tibetan Scripture Building to choose exercises, in addition to having a waist card, you must have at least 300,000 merit points on your merit card before we can let you go!"

"Difficult, this is purely difficult, Xu Lin'er didn't say such a rule at all last night, and even Zhu Fugui of the Deacon Hall didn't mention it!" Murong Bai's face sank slightly, but he still threw the merit card over.

Sou!

A cloud of yellow light, slashing diagonally, like a long knife rainbow, slashed towards the two little dao boys.

Yes!

The round-faced white-faced little Taoist boy immediately screamed in fright, and just wanted to turn sideways to dodge, when suddenly the yellow light suddenly floated steadily a foot in front of him.

And the little Taoist boy with a pair of eyes was already frightened and hid aside, but the next moment, he was dumbfounded, because the round-faced and white little Taoist boy didn't move his body at all, and the boundless yellow light just now didn't cut it at all.

The round-faced white little Dao Tong's legs trembled a little, and because it was too sudden just now, he didn't have time to dodge at all.

Wiping a handful of sweat beads on his forehead, the round-faced and white little Taoist boy slowly raised his arm, holding Murong Bai's merit medal in his hand, and the dantian moved, urging out an aura to enter the merit card, and suddenly a yellow mang flashed, and a string of numbers came into view: "Wo Cao! 500,000!"