Chen Muzhi picked up the rice bowl containing Lingmi, stared at the front with an incredulous look, the chopsticks slipped from his hand and fell on the table, and the crisp sound startled the little black cat that was eating under the table, that is, "Moyu".

And the person concerned is not aware at all.

"Huh? What's wrong? Do I have rice grains on my face? ”

“…… No. ”

"That's good." Sitting in front of Chen Mu was Liang Wenxin, who had just entered the mountain gate and worked for a day. As he spoke, he swept away the Linggu in the bowl.

"Oh, why don't you eat it? It's a waste, give it to me. As he spoke, he was about to reach out and grab Chen Muzhi's job.

"This is mine! There are still in the pot! "Rao is Chen Muzhi is a little crying without tears, why did he have such a senior uncle, and the gap between him and Liang Siyan's Liang is too big! Where are you, Miss Siyan? Please come and help me......

"Speaking of your craft, I really didn't say it, those people in the sect don't understand anything except cultivation is cultivation, if it was more than ten years earlier, I would have shouted to marry you."

"Uncle Wenxin, what you said is too exaggerated."

"You don't know what Uncle Shi eats every day, then again, where did this little black cat come from? It's pretty cute. ”

Mo Yu had finished eating at this time, and was jumping on another empty chair to wash her face.

"I picked it up on the road, it's now called Moyu."

"I used to have a cat too, but then I disappeared after a few years of cultivation retreat, it's really strange!"

"If it's still around after a few years, it's weird!" For this uncle, Chen Muzhi became more and more speechless.

When Liang Wenxin finished eating and stretched out his hand to pet the cat, Moyu didn't give any face, and suddenly jumped on the ground, staring at her vigilantly, with a humanized and undisturbed disgust on her face.

"Why are you so rude?"

"Meow!"

"Do you know who you eat? You and your master, I have prepared everything you eat. ”

"Meow meow!"

Chen Muzhi couldn't listen to it anymore, looked up to the sky and sighed, Miss Liang, come back quickly! Quarrel with a cat, this person is no longer good.

A drop of water slowly slid down Chen Muzhi's cheek.

It's raining.

It's time to build a nest for Moyu, he thought.

……

Two days later, Fengliang Mountain Lingtian.

The original countless mature spirit grasses have been stacked neatly at this time, and the newly emitted shoots on the rhizomes are greedily bathed in the sun, desperately stretching the branches and leaves.

It turns out that although the Fengliang Sect is cultivating the outer way, but the mountain protection array is the "Four Elephants Golden Light Array" of the Daomen, Taoism follows the Taoist law of nature, so when the defense of the large array is not fully opened, the natural wind and rain are not prohibited.

But this can hurt Chen Muzhi, after a night of rain, the mud in the spiritual field is difficult to walk. But Liang Wenxin once said that as long as he finished cutting the fairy spirit grass within three days, he would be accepted as a personal disciple, which made Chen Muzhi never have the idea of giving up.

There are so many people with different qualifications and relationships in the sect that it is impossible for everyone to share the resources in the sect fairly.

How to supply cultivation caves with higher spiritual energy, daily elixirs, magic weapons, robes, and spirit stones...... These should not be far away or separated. There are pro-disciples, inner disciples, and outer disciples.

Disciples, practitioners of "a teacher for one day, a father for life", worship under the door of high-level monks. A high-level monk can only pass on one or two person-to-person teachings at most, and the one-to-one mode is devoted to each other. Disciples also need to inherit their avenues, there are guides, the avenues are smooth, and the natural future is immeasurable.

All the inner disciples are people with excellent qualifications and are expected to advance. Although the spirit stone pills supplied in the sect are usually not too different from those of the disciples who are personally transmitted, they only need to concentrate on cultivation on weekdays. But on top of the practice, there must be more ups and downs.

And the outer disciples, the bottom and marginal people of the sect, are mostly low-level cultivators with miscellaneous spiritual roots. The speed of cultivation itself is slow, and there is no guidance from high-level cultivators. After taking a morning class every day and practicing a practice, you need to participate in the errands of the sect throughout the day, or take care of the spiritual field, or build a house, or inspect the territory, in order to get merit points and rewards in exchange for cultivation resources.

This treatment is naturally a world of difference, and now because of yesterday's incident, and Chen Muzhi also has a little confidence in himself, he is naturally unwilling to give up this opportunity to pass on himself.

Liang Wenxin still came over to eat every day, but his feet were obviously busy and did not touch the ground, it turned out that he had been preparing for the Ascending Immortal Conference in the past few days. That is, it is necessary to notify the scattered lords, and to prepare the venue, which requires the participation of monks who have no duties, that is, they are relatively idle.

Chen Muzhi listened to Liang Wenxin complain about her apprentice again, and it was not the right time for Chen Muzhi's senior sister to retreat. The others are to praise Chen Muzhi for his quick work and delicious cooking.

Before leaving, "Tomorrow, a high-level Nativity Monk will come to the main gate, and I will pick you up later to test your life." She said.

However, a strange thing happened yesterday, the fairy spirit grass that would have to be harvested all day today was finished in the morning, and most of the rest was cut in the morning, although it was crooked, but it did save Chen Muzhi a lot of things, and there was still a while before noon, and it was all cleaned up.

It seems that Liang Wenxin, the master, although he didn't say it, actually secretly helped, and the unhappiness in Chen Muzhi's heart disappeared.

After cleaning up, I went to the other end of the spiritual land to look, it turned out that I hadn't paid attention to it before, and the mountain road leading to the peak could be seen at the other end. There are many people below, and the bright and gorgeous fireworks are in full swing. The crowd marched towards the top of the mountain in waves, presumably the Ascending Immortal Conference had begun.

Now that the work has been done, the Ascending Immortal Conference has just begun, and there is no point in waiting here. Besides, Chen Muzhi is also very curious about how the legendary "Dengxian Conference" was held.

Walking back to the thatched hall, the little black cat Moyu was still curled up and sleeping in the nest under the hall. Chen Muzhi prepared its food, then used a cleaning charm to take care of his body, took out the Dao robe of the Feng Liang Sect sent by Liang Wenxin from the storage bag and put it on.

The white robe, the gold thread that is carefully embroidered when you look closely, with the "wind cover" and "Wenyang" small magic circle, makes people warm like spring at all times. A young man, with eyes like stars, wearing a flowing fairy robe, lined with red lips and white teeth, like a golden boy from the sky.

Chen Muzhi was not conscious of his appearance, bent down and touched the cat's head, and then went out towards the mountaineering road.

After a while, they met with the crowd on the mountain road.

The people who are climbing the mountain are all mortal families living in the territory of the Fengliang Sect, and the patriarchs and lords of each family are taking the children of the right age to ascend the mountain and their families in the clan, and some other strong clansmen are carrying the fresh local products under the mountain to offer together.

Shi Yunying is only five years old this year, so she followed the old patriarch and a dozen other children of similar age, and sat in a car for two whole days before finally arriving at the foot of the fairy mountain.

is about to enter the fairy mountain, the little face is red with excitement, the little body is trembling slightly, and then look at the little friends around him, it is the same, and there are still people who leave a hara on their lips without noticing.

This kid definitely can't become an immortal, Shi Yunying thought to herself. But what the real immortal is like, the little girl herself does not know.

Outside the fairy gate is a tall stone stele, the whole body is snow-white, there are three words "Fengliang Zong" written on it, each word is bigger than a person, this is from the enlightenment when you start to learn words, the first word to learn.

Under the leadership of the patriarch, a group of people knelt and kowtowed to the stone tablet, and then formed a small line and followed the tail of the front team into the mountain.

As soon as they entered the mountain gate, a group of people were silent in this solemn atmosphere. When the patriarch of the team in front looked back and saw the other patriarchs behind, he also saluted each other, and then silently walked towards the top of the mountain.

But the children didn't care so much, although they didn't dare to speak, they all blinked and looked around. The smell of good smell in the mountain gate, and countless fairy flowers and fairy grasses growing on both sides of the road, like colorful satin, at this time Shi Yunying felt that she had really seen the "immortals".

A white robe fluttered in the wind, and a handsome young man walked out of the flowers. That look is simply the most handsome person Shi Yunying has ever seen. I wondered if all the immortal masters were born with such good looks, and suddenly felt that my appearance might not be able to become an immortal.

I saw this young immortal master walk up to the patriarch and greet each other modestly. Although he is an immortal master, he doesn't have a little shelf. He said that his name was "Chen Muzhi", and he followed him all the way to have a look. The patriarch didn't dare to ask more about the matter of the immortal master, and Shi Yunying looked up at the little face all the time, and on the warm smile like the rising sun, the long eyelashes shone a small shadow in the sun.

If I didn't pay attention, I tripped over something under my feet and almost fell. was held by the little immortal master with one hand, the patriarch hurriedly came over to apologize, the little immortal master smiled and said no, and stretched out a finger to let Shi Yunying hold it, Shi Yunying hesitantly stretched out her little hand and held it tightly. Since she was a child, she felt very happy and happy in her heart, and she felt that she might be the happiest person at this moment.

Along the mountain road to the fairy mountain scenery, Shi Yunying also had no intention of appreciating, to the top of the mountain, is a square, already occupied by many children as big as herself. In front of the square was a not very high platform, on which sat five immortal masters, four in white robes, one in green robes, and among them there was a very beautiful female fairy.

The middle-aged immortal master sitting in the middle stood up, and all the mortals in the square shouted: "Congratulations to the Fengliang Sect, the holy path will continue, and it will never end!" I wish the head of the immortal master, the avenue is extended, and the longevity is with the sky! ”

The Ascending Immortal Conference officially began.

After that, the patriarch and his adults all stood on the edge, and the rows of children in front of them came up to the stage one by one, and pressed the jade plate in the hand of an old immortal master.

On the way here, the patriarch once said, whether you can ascend to the immortal, it depends on such a thing, if there is a spiritual root, press it and it will be bright, if there is no spiritual root, this life will have nothing to do with the immortal mountain, and you have to go down the mountain with the patriarch when you turn back.

Children passed the test, but there was no response, and the children who did not pass the test were crying and crying, and some were depressed.

At this time, his stomach "growled", and the little immortal master smiled and handed himself a piece of food. At this time, the immortal masters above Xu is saw the little immortal master and asked someone to call the little immortal master to the stage, only to see them chatting a few words, and the little immortal master also pressed the jade plate with his hand.

At this time, Shi Yunying saw the jade plate light up for the first time, one blue and one gold, and almost thought that this thing was broken. After that, the little immortal master went to the other side of the head immortal master, and stood in front of the immortal master in the cyan robe, and the immortal master put his hand on the forehead of the little immortal master, but after a while, "Ah! With a shout, the whole person fell backwards!

"What's wrong!? What's wrong!? "The sudden situation immediately caused a riot in the square.