"Alright boys, now let's start the lottery!"

The old village chief gave an order, and sixteen young people walked under the spar one after another, and each took a bamboo stick in the stick. When it was Mo Cong's turn, the old village chief smiled weirdly, but Mo Cong didn't realize it.

The boy who got the bamboo skewer couldn't wait to open the cover on the bamboo skewer. When I saw the name of my teacher, I had a satisfied smile on my face, because the teachers in each hall here have their own characteristics, so there is no need to be picky.

Mo Cong was in no hurry to look at the bamboo sticks in his hand, whether he knew them or not, he almost looked at the bamboo sticks in other people's hands.

"I'm Teacher Hongyue of the Humen Temple. Chu Ci smiled at Mo Cong.

"I'm also Teacher Red Moon. Huangfu Yunsong looked at Chu Ci, said expressionlessly, his eyes were also very dazed, since he lost the competition, Huangfu Gongzi rarely showed a smile on his face.

Hearing this, Mo Cong was a little anxious, and hurriedly opened his bamboo stick, which read: Shengmen Palace, too white.

Seeing this, Mo Cong blinked a few times, and he found that Liu Yun was silently holding a bamboo stick on the side, so he asked casually, "Liu Yun, what about you?"

Liu Yun smiled lightly, handed the bamboo stick in his hand to Mo Cong, Mo Cong glanced at it, immediately widened his eyes, raised his hand and said, "Village elder, I have an opinion!"

"Oh?" the old village chief frowned, looked at Mo Cong, and said in surprise, "What's wrong?" ”

"I," Mo Cong stood beside Chu Ci, lowered his head and rolled his eyes, hesitated for a moment and said, "Village Elder, I want to be with my junior sister." ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, Lao Cun pondered for a moment, stroked his white beard, squinted his eyes and said: "This is not good, since it is a lottery, then you have to act according to the rules of the lottery, besides, it is not difficult to change you in the past, but child, have you thought about it, if that's the case, it will hurt your teacher's heart a lot!"

"This," Mo Cong really didn't take this into account, and subconsciously looked at the handsome and free-spirited Taibai teacher standing not far away, bowed his head and said, "However, my junior sister and I have finally reunited, we can't be separated!" Mo Cong raised his eyes again and looked at the eight mountains hidden in the clouds and mist in the distance, and when he thought of being a hundred miles away from his junior sister in the future, the meeting time was uncertain, and his face gradually became sad, and he said softly: " Village Chief, didn't you say that Bamen Mountain is arranged in the direction of the Eight Gates on the shore, those mountains are so far away, how can I take care of my junior sister in the future!"

Hearing this, several disciples who grew up in Bamen Mountain burst into laughter, and one of them stepped forward and said, "Boy, you are too self-conscious, aren't you!" The eight halls we cultivate are all on this Tianzhu Peak, as for the eight big mountains you see, there are indeed halls, but the people guarding there are all masters, and it is impossible for a person like you who has not yet passed the physical cultivation to go there, hahaha!"

"I see!" Mo Cong's face was pale, he glanced at the young man, bowed his head and said nothing.

"Mo Cong, the Xiumen Hall is located in the north, and the Shengmen Hall is located in the northeast, you and Chu Ci are next to each other, but only a few hundred steps away, so it shouldn't affect you to take care of your junior sister!" the old man smiled.

Hearing this, Mo Cong's heart was much more stable, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Liu Yun walking to his side, the girl's face seemed to be very unhappy, and she asked coldly:

"Mo Cong, you don't want to be with me, do you?"

Liu Yun's special mysterious eyes, Mo Cong was very impressed, and since he heard that he and Liu Yun still had such an ambiguous relationship, Mo Cong no longer had the courage to face Liu Yun, and now seeing Liu Yun's angry gaze, Mo Cong was flustered for a while, and sneered: "No, what is the matter!"

"Brother Mo Cong, it's the same everywhere, aren't we all still together, what do you say!" Chu Ci stepped forward to comfort Mo Congdao, and said, Chu Ci took Liu Yun's bamboo stick, and asked with a smile: "Liu Yun, where are you divided?" After speaking, she looked at the bamboo stick, looked at the name on the bamboo stick, and her face suddenly froze, but in order to hide herself, Chu Ci wrinkled her nose, looked at Liu Yun awkwardly, and smiled: "This is also very good!"

"All right, children, since you all have your own teachers, from now on you have to listen to their teachings, and the apprenticeship ceremony will be held tomorrow. Next, let's test your skills, which will help you identify weaknesses. ”

After speaking, the old village chief led the way in front, and all the teenagers followed closely behind under the leadership of their respective teachers.

The martial arts arena of Bamen Mountain is solemn and quiet, and several tall ancient pines on both sides of the ring are vigorous and upright, surrounding two secluded ancient pavilions. The octagonal pavilion on the right is slightly mysterious, and there is a strange machine standing in it. At this moment, the most senior tester of Bamen Mountain, a slightly fat and bearded dragon descending teacher, stood majestically next to the machine.

Sixteen teenagers lined up, and the first one to go up for the test was Poison Dragon Zhi. Young Master Poison Dragon swaggered into the ancient pavilion and carefully pressed his hand on the machine, but unexpectedly, as soon as his hand was pressed on the machine, the machine emitted a thin buzzing sound, and in a moment a line of seemingly accurate numbers appeared on the screen of the machine.

Attack: 950Defense: 400Comprehensive Skill: Advanced Physical Cultivation "Well, good! Next!" Looking at the shining numbers, the dragon nodded with satisfaction.

The second person to walk into the ancient pavilion was Huangfu Yunsong, and Huangfu Gongzi also pressed his hand on the machine, and as before, after the machine emitted a thin buzzing sound, a line of data was displayed on the screen.

Attack power: 1150 Defense power: 700Comprehensive skill: Advanced physical cultivation Looking at such a set of data, Huangfu Yunsong was very satisfied. One by one, the teenagers were tested. Mo Cong was last.

Mo Cong approached the ancient pavilion, followed the example of those teenagers, and reached out and pressed on the machine, this time, the machine did not make a thin buzzing sound like before, but made a strange clicking noise. Seeing this, the descendant stroked his beard and felt a little surprised, but he didn't make a sound when he saw that the machine was running normally.

Looking at the set of data displayed on the machine, Mo Cong was stunned for a long time.

Attack power: 100Defense power: -5Comprehensive skill: 0 Seeing this, the dragon descending was really surprised, and he looked at Mo Cong angrily, and said, "Boy, how do you practice!"

"Hey, hey, this guy's defense is actually negative. ”

"The attack power is only 100, and the power is 0, which is really interesting. ”

Several teenagers in Bamen Mountain couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing this, Mo Cong didn't say a word, turned around and returned to the back of the crowd with a sad face, and the cruel data made Mo Cong ashamed. However, the young man felt strange in his heart, "Could it be that the cold poison in the body has flare up again?"

"Village chief, it can't be that there is something wrong with the machine!" Chu Ci's eyes were full of anxiety, he looked at the old village chief, and said: "My brother Mo Cong is a gold medal martial artist, and he won the competition of the Martial God Temple!"

"Yes! How is this possible!" Zhilan also felt incredible, and Poison Dragon Zhi and Mountain Ghost Wen and others also discussed.

Even Huangfu Yunsong complained, "What kind of broken machine is this, it must be broken, I still want to see how high Mo Cong's strength is!"

"Baby, don't get angry, it's a rotten machine. Ma Xiaohua was even more angry, and hurriedly walked over to comfort Mo Cong for a few words. Although the test skill has little to do with her.

Seeing this, several teenagers from Bamen Mountain also became suspicious of the machine. For a while, the scene was a little chaotic.

Seeing those teenagers judging their own machines, the dragon was very annoyed and shouted: "Nonsense, you guys stop talking! This is what I just debugged, it is impossible to make a mistake!"

"Ah—everyone, be quiet, I'll take a look!" the old village chief stroked his beard and walked steadily into the ancient pavilion. The old man looked at the machine first, and it didn't seem to be anything wrong, so he looked back at the teenagers and smiled mischievously: "Originally, I didn't want you to know my strength, but today is more special." As he spoke, the old man reached out and pressed on the machine, and after the machine made a clicking sound, a set of data appeared on the screen:

Attack: 0Defense: -50Comprehensive Skill: 0"Uh, this, how is this possible!" Looking at the set of data on the machine, the old village chief's body flashed back, and he was stunned: "This, is it because I'm old?"

The old man circled around the machine, squatted down and checked it carefully, and it seemed that there was no problem, so he slapped it twice with his hand, and the machine made another clicking sound, which seemed to be much louder than before, and then a puff of green smoke came out from behind, and it never moved again.

"I said, it's broken!"

When the old man walked into the pavilion just now, Mo Cong also followed, and he had been watching from the side, and when he saw that the machine was really broken, he stretched out his palm and said, "Village Elder, you see that I am skillful." As he spoke, the young man secretly exerted his strength, and a ball of energy immediately rose in his palm.

"Well, that's right, the skill is really very mellow, and he is worthy of being the apprentice of the Snowy Realm Holy Lord. Looking at the cyclone in Mo Cong's hand, the old man was amazed.

The old man standing in front of him was the patriarch of Bamen Mountain, and was praised by the patriarch, Mo Cong was a little carried away, and said: "Village elder, you see that I am actually very strong!"

There was a loud bang, thick smoke billowed in the ancient pavilion, the three people in the pavilion were smoked black, the mysterious machine had fallen apart, and large and small parts were spread all over the ground.

"It's really broken. The dragon blinked with a pair of sparkling eyes, and looked at the parts blankly.

Seeing this, Mo Cong broke out in a cold sweat and carefully looked at the old man's face blackened by the thick smoke. All the teenagers also sweated for Mo Cong.

"Ahh Chu Ci's eyes almost froze.

The old man stroked his beard and groaned for a long time, as if he didn't mean to blame Mo Cong, and said slowly: "If it's bad, it's bad," the old man breathed a sigh of relief, turned his eyes to the dragon, and said: "Go back and ask the Snowy Saint Lord to have one, just say that this one was broken by Mo Cong" The old man said calmly.

Hearing this, Mo Cong was uneasy in his heart.