"Elder, you are amazing, you are the most upright of all the elders I have ever met. Do you know why I like you? Because we're so much alike. The white-clothed elder is beyond the world, but you, with the legal system of the entire Tianmen Mountain on your head, do not allow anyone to shake it. I admire this kind of person. I want to be the one you and the elder in white. Xiao Mo began to babble nonsense.

"You kid is ambitious in all directions, and a small Tianmen Mountain can't trap you at all. In the future, you will definitely become a generation of grandmasters, and everyone will admire you. Elder Flame smiled slightly, not stingy with praise.

The two were so drunk that they didn't know anything.

When Fang Yin'er saw Murong Yan, she still called Murong Yan as her senior sister.

"You brought the Flame Elder here?" Murong Yan asked first.

Xiao Mo has been missing for many days, but no one in Tianmen Mountain wants to find her whereabouts. If I hadn't turned to the Great Elder for help, I guess no one would have taken care of this matter. "Fang Yin'er actually used his family's background to move the Great Elder out, and the Flame Elder would come to Tianyin Pavilion to preside over the overall situation.

"Do you know that because of you, everything has been disrupted. If you don't bring the Flame Elder, the sect god will purge all forces here and return the Tianyin Pavilion to cleanliness. Murong Yan seemed to blame Fang Yin'er for being nosy.

"So what? You are not a disciple of Tianmen Mountain? There is such a scum in our Tianmen Mountain, if the Great Elder ignores it and only lets the sect god reuse his cronies, who will guarantee the status of our Tianmen Mountain in the future?" Although Fang Yin'er said that he had just started, his complex for Tianmen Mountain was incomparable to anyone.

"What a joke, why am I not a disciple of Tianmen Mountain? There are a total of six sects on the entire continent, and our Tianmen Mountain has always been the number one sect, and our status is unshakable. What's wrong with a Zheng Ran coming to preside over the overall situation?" Murong Yan was unhappy in her heart.

"Murong Yan is just a lower-level cultivator. A low-level monk presiding over the Tianyin Pavilion, do you think it is appropriate?Senior sister, if it weren't for the support of Zheng Ran's family behind him, I'm afraid that he, like you and me, would start from the lowest-level monk, how could he lead an army of 200,000?" Fang Yin'er asked rhetorically. made Murong Yan speechless.

In the final analysis, Fang Yin'er and Xiao Mo are similar in their bones. They are never afraid of the powerful, they just speak according to their abilities. It's Murong Yan who is different, she has been holding the moon with the stars, so she has come to this day. In her subconscious, there has never been a distinction between high and low. Only big families are worthy of dominating thousands of troops, this is Murong Yan's inherent thinking.

The two women parted unhappily, although they didn't mention Xiao Mo a word, but every sentence was related to Xiao Mo.

this night. Not destined to be so peaceful.

Early the next morning, Xiao Mo was already in his room. It was the first time in more than a month that he had a comfortable night's sleep.

He thought that he would not be able to come back this time, and that he would probably have to wander outside. But with the large army you arrived at Tianmen Mountain, not to mention how excited he was.

The cultivation on the battlefield this time made everyone look at Xiao Mo with admiration.

Xiao Mo was no longer a small alchemist from now on, but the object of everyone's admiration.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the sun was shining on him, and the feeling was very warm.

After about half a burnt incense. All the qualified disciples gathered at the lower level to receive one last lecture.

The chief monk swept the crowd with a fierce gaze. He said with great satisfaction: "Although it has not been a long time, you are stationed in Tianyin Pavilion and stand with the soldiers who fought bloody battles in front of you, I believe that you have already been baptized by war." This time, you did a great job and caught a traitor. This is the glory of our lower-level monks on Tianmen Mountain. So I declared. The first place this time is Xiao Mo, and he deserves it. The second place, Zheng Ran, led thousands of troops to stabilize the situation. Third place, Fang Yin'er, even if the tide of the battle is reversed. Tell everything to Dazhang. 4th place......"

As the chief monk announced the results, everyone's eyes fell on Xiao Mo's body, making her a little embarrassed.

Although this cultivation situation is full of problems, and Xiao Mo also killed a demon king with his own hands, he will not say this kind of great achievement. What he is most worried about now is Zheng Ran.

Xiao Mo thought about how to solve Zheng Ran's big problem day and night.

Maybe even Zheng Ran himself doesn't know why there is a powerful vortex in his body, which can also absorb all the power. If this person is not removed, he will become a great trouble in the future.

Zheng Ran changed his clothes, and the white Taoist clothes made the hearts of the women happy.

Such a beautiful son cultivates in Tianmen Mountain, and these women can be regarded as having received benefits.

Xiao Mo smiled contemptuously and did not speak.

"Are you not happy to get the first place?" Fang Yin'er suddenly stretched out a small head and asked with a smile.

Xiao Mo was taken aback, but he still looked at Fang Yin'er gently and said, "I don't care about the ranking at all, it's just that I'm worried that someone has bad intentions." ”

"Do you mean Zheng Ran?" Fang Yin'er was extremely smart, and she could see Xiao Mo's worry at once.

"I didn't say anything, and it's better not to spread this kind of propaganda. I fought with Zheng Ran, and I haven't decided the winner yet, sooner or later I will let him know that I am powerful. No," Xiao Mo said through gritted teeth.

Fang Yin'er looked at the clouds and fog, and didn't know why Xiao Mo had to fight Zheng Ran to the death.

Xiao Mo didn't have the heart to listen to the monk's noise, he was already too vain, and he wanted to find a way to get rid of the reincarnation of the demon king.

At this time, there was a burst of auspiciousness in the sky, with a purple aura, and the face of the sect god should not appear in the sky above Tianmen Mountain.

Xiao Mo knew that this was the power of the Void that the sect god would appear.

"Fellow disciples, I haven't seen you for a long time. After the battle of Tianyin Pavilion, you have all matured a lot, and as the sect god of the entire human race, I am proud of you. Zongshen said with a smile.

Xiao Mo rolled his eyes, disdainful in his heart: "Another preachy guy." ”

His voice was very small, but he was still reached by the sect god.

"Xiao Mo, you performed very well this time, and the title of first place is well deserved. This sect doesn't have anything to give you, so this soft gold armor will be given to you as a trophy, and I hope you can continue to cultivate well and contribute to our human race. With a wave of his hand, the sect god had already put the soft gold armor on Xiao Mo's body.

Xiao Mo was not uncommon with these artifacts, he originally had three ancient artifacts, and each artifact killed the soft gold armor of the sect god in seconds. But as a disciple, he still has to be grateful.

"Thank you for your love. Xiao Mo clenched his fists lightly, his face was solemn, and he didn't see any joy. (To be continued.) )