"That's right, just now I saw Murong Yan give you a letter and give you a bag of things, take it out for us to see. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The other alchemist smiled slightly, as if nothing could escape his eyes.

"You are not allowed to read this letter, but you may give it to you what you have to eat. I'll just keep a piece and try it. After Xiao Mo finished speaking, he threw the delicious stuff to a few alchemists, turned around and left.

Those few alchemists were happy in their hearts, eating the best walnut crisp, and looking at Xiao Mo beautifully.

"It's still this kid who has a great fortune, he fell off the cliff and met the demon clan, not only can he run back, but he can also be friends with a beautiful woman like Murong Yan, which is really enviable. "Several alchemists got together and felt that Xiao Mo was really a good fate.

But Xiao Demona is not a woman, nor is it those beautiful foods, but the upcoming tryouts.

He has never participated in a selection competition of this scale, and he even needs someone from Tianmen Mountain as a recommendation, it seems that it must be a regular competition.

Before, the chief monk refused to take him in front of everyone, in fact, it was to maintain the strictness of this hierarchy, but now that he has entered the ranks of low-level monks with his own strength, it is estimated that others will not be able to say anything.

Recently, because the preparations for the trials are in full swing, there are more people near Tianmen Mountain. The Great Elder was worried that what happened last time would happen, so he temporarily sealed the medicine refining room, fearing that others would come to steal the medicine refining pill again.

Xiao Mo had nothing to do, and he was idle all of a sudden.

In the early morning of the second day, Xiao Mo came to the place where the lower steps of Tianmen Mountain were located.

There are a lot of people here, all of them are black heads, Xiao Mo looked at it from afar, and couldn't help but have an outbreak of obsessive-compulsive disorder. Many of the young people who came here were disciples of the family, with money in the family, and there were many entourages with them, some of whom beat the young master's legs, some of whom fanned the young master, and even more, his wife followed.

All of a sudden, it was a mess.

Xiao Mo had never seen such a cultivator! Since he couldn't endure hardship, it was estimated that he wouldn't be able to enter Tianmen Mountain as a disciple.

In fact, this has something to do with the regulations of Tianmen Mountain. Anyone needs to go through selection before they can enter the door, and mid-rank and high-level monks are basically not recruited outside. Therefore, to enter Tianmen Mountain, there is only one way to go.

Xiao Mo followed the queue and handed in his information.

At this moment, the young masters of several families came over.

Xiao Mo took a closer look and found that these people were all disciples with good family backgrounds. It's just that there is disdain on his face, as if he doesn't want to see Xiao Mo.

The prince of the family wearing a brocade robe said with a disdainful expression: "The clothes this kid is wearing seem to be the clothes of the alchemist of Tianmen Mountain. It's really a shame for such a lowly person to come here to participate in a martial arts competition. ”

"That is, such a humble person can just add firewood. is really shameless to want to be a disciple in Tianmen Mountain. The other son also said disdainfully.

The two of them talked in a whisper, but they attracted the attention of the people around them.

"In these years, all kinds of people in Tianmen Mountain have been accepted. Lao Tzu really looks down on Tianmen Mountain. Another big man stood up and said.

Everyone nodded, feeling that Xiao Mo's status was low, and he had no qualifications to participate in the selection at all. Standing with these children of these families is simply dwarfed.

"A lowly person like him can only secretly take pills, otherwise, there will be no future. Another sharp-tongued woman stepped forward and joined in the discussion.

Everyone whispered and secretly laughed at Xiao Mo.

"The disciples of Tianmen Mountain only speak by their abilities, not by their own clothes. I have been in Tianmen Mountain for many years, and I have never seen you people who have not entered Tianmen Mountain but do not know the height of the sky. Once you enter Tianmen Mountain and become real disciples, do you still have to step on the heads of us high-ranking monks?" a female voice slowly came from behind, making everyone stunned.

Xiao Mo didn't speak the whole time, he knew that he didn't follow the rules when he came to this selection place. However, he took the letters of recommendation from the Great Elder and Murong Yan, and he was full of sincerity.

Now being ridiculed by these nobodies, he is unwilling in his heart.

Murong Yan didn't say anything, so she came out to speak for him, it seems that this woman is really righteous.

Several disciples of the family looked at a woman with a fairy wind and bones, a white skirt and a plain face, but they were shocked. Everyone froze in place and refused to speak.

Xiao Mo just smiled slightly, and didn't explain much.

"Dao Chief, this is the person I recommended, you register his name. Murong Yan didn't forget to instruct the registered Dao Chief.

He has been in charge of registration for many years, but he only glanced at Murong Yan from a distance at the annual upper-level monk conference, and it was really a blessing for three lives to meet at such a close distance.

"Yes...... Xiaodao understands. The Dao Chang quickly wrote down all of Xiao Mo's information, and also accepted the recommendation letter from the Great Elder.

Murong Yan also wondered, the Great Elder had never asked about the world, and he was even more concerned about low-level disciples, how could he be open to Xiao Mo and write a recommendation himself?

After Murong Yan's reprimand, everyone's faces turned blue for a while and white for a while, and they all lowered their heads and stopped talking.

At this moment, another alchemist discovered Xiao Mo's trace.

"Why are you here? You don't guard the alchemy room, why are you running here to make a fuss?" the alchemist reproached.

"I ...... I would like to participate in this tournament selection. Xiao Mo felt like he had been caught, and he didn't know how to explain it for a while.

"We are the lowest-level alchemists, not even lower-level cultivators, why do you want to bring shame on yourself? Look at these children of the family, they are all masters who have cultivated for many years. You go to the ring, you don't get beaten to death by others, and you come back with half a breath left, who will refine medicine?" said the alchemist with some dissatisfaction.

As soon as these words came out, several people who ridiculed Xiao Mo became even more rampant.

"It turns out that I'm really just a fire-burning alchemist, what kind of powerful person am I? But it's the same level as the sweeper of Tianmen Mountain, and he still has a letter of recommendation!" a woman sneered from the side.

Everyone said loudly, so that Xiao Mo couldn't get off the stage for a while.

"So what? From the day Tianmen Mountain opened its doors to recruit disciples, there has never been a stipulation on the identity and status of cultivators. I'm just a little alchemist, and I just took up my post yesterday. But what does this have to do with me going to the ring to compete? I don't believe that you, the young masters and young ladies in brocade clothes, will be my opponents. (To be continued.) )