The autumn sun in October is like a cool bath for the past summer, completely fading away the impetuousness caused by the stuffy heat.

In front of the Moyun Pavilion is the most lively street in the outer gate of the Liuyun Sect, and the monks pass by on weekdays, and the river is endless.

However, at the moment there is a smell of burnt everywhere, and the situation is very bad. A group of monks were piling up various plaques of shops along the roadside, using fire control techniques to burn them. After all, it is the wood used by practitioners to make plaques, the wood is firm and resistant to burning, and the fireworks are not very large.

Huo Danian stood at the door of the shop and looked at the monks on the other side of the flames, they looked crooked under the steaming heat, but they still enjoyed it.

Someone manipulated the spells and brought in some shabby spell books, which should have been obtained from the Outer Courtyard of the Liuyun Sect. The monks were naturally very happy to see the excitement, put their fingers together, silently recited incantations, and instantly set these texts on fire. Miraculously, these books were chanted by themselves in the flames.

Huo Danian had his unique melancholy eyes, which were related to his dark gray pupils, and there was a trace of tears in the corners of his eyes downwind of the smoke and dust. At that time, he thought that Moyun Pavilion would not be able to save it and be burned to the ground, but in fact it was not the case.

The monks came in in in an endless stream to find someone to draw the scroll, hoping to preserve their heroic image at the moment. This desire to perform when it is fully stimulated, and it urgently needs to be fully displayed and commemorated, and the business is so good that it is frightening.

During that time, because of the convening of the Incense Valley Cultivation Realm Disciple Conference, the various sects saw the competition and gap. After learning from the pain, the high-level leaders of the Liuyun Sect decided to follow the trend of the cultivation world, break some of the rules and regulations of the past, and let the five veins of the subordinates decide the level according to their ability, and no longer engage in equalization. To put it bluntly, you can rely on your ability to grab resources to recruit disciples. This makes the five major veins, which were originally only secretly intrigued, put the competition directly on the table.

Speaking of which, this is understandable. On the path of cultivation, there are those who act along the avenue, and those who act against the fortunes of the heavens, the essence of which is that they are struggling under the tribulations of the heavens and the heavens, seeking a ray of life, in order to be able to transcend the shackles of heaven and earth, and obtain liberation and attain the fruits of cultivation.

Therefore, for those who can win the favor of the Great Dao, their own qualifications, personal luck, etc., are naturally important conditions, but in the end, what they compete is the amount of cultivation resources.

The purpose of such painstaking efforts by the top leaders of the Liuyun Sect was to make the following veins move, start a competition, and eventually make their own sect stronger.

In fact, this is a last resort. In the huge Nanzhan Continent, the Liuyun Sect is a local sect in a corner of the country, and it has never had any ambitions. But today's cultivation realm is obviously turbulent, according to the previous way of cultivating disciples in a stable and gradual way, it will definitely not work, then the resources are tilted, and the method of raising Gu is used to cast a net in many ways to focus on cultivation.

Since then, the street has become more and more lively day by day. Every day, monks of different lineages are here to promote their own strange cultivation methods, and the monks at the bottom are like a pot of gradually boiling water, actively or passively blending into it.

The head of the outer courtyard of the Liuyun Sect, who was usually used to being powerful, was beaten into cripples because of his unfavorable work, and some of the high-ranking monks who were not usually seen were also dragged to the street.

Huo Danian's master, Luo Kun, a Danqing master at the eighth layer of the Qi refining period, was also arrested. Huo Danian felt very confused, at that time he could not draw the scroll alone, and his daily work was to stand in front of the counter to take orders, or to paint the lips of the fairy on the half-made scroll with a touch of bright red.

Xue Ruoshuang and Xue Ruochen also came to the street, wearing brand new clothes that they didn't wear on weekdays. Xue Ruoshuang had a low-level magic weapon black python rope tied around her waist, which Xue Ruochen lent her, and it was in very old condition.

Huo Danian glanced at it from afar, and felt that the new clothes with such a leather cord as a belt were a bit out of tune. If he knew that this black python rope had beaten the head of the outer courtyard, the wife of the head of the courtyard, and a few teachings, if he knew that the dark spots on it were actually the blood stains of the above-mentioned people, he would probably not be so hypocritical.

The sunlight and firelight outlined Huo Danian's handsomeness, and although he was young, his brows were slightly furrowed. The Xue sisters obviously also noticed him, but they didn't associate him with the butcher's mouth, the very characteristic Huo Danian, they only felt that this person was weird, and there was a kind of careless casualness and boredom in their emotions. In fact, Huo Danian just had some opinions on the way the black python rope was matched.

Xue Ruochen entered the Moyun Pavilion, raised his head and asked in a daze, "Where is Huo Danian?" ”

A few guys in charge of reception at the counter thought that the painter Luo Kun had implicated the apprentice and attracted the enemy, so they dealt with it casually: "Huo Danian is out." After that, he slipped away.

The two sisters in a daze could only sit down and wait, after all, there were monks in front of them who were also queuing.

After a while, Huo Danian returned to Moyun Pavilion and went in to draw his lips for a while, his current ability can only do this. He walked out again, walking very quietly, with a little smile on the corner of his mouth. The sisters sat there looking up at him, and both began to mumble in their hearts, but now it was their turn to paint the portraits.

Huo Danian continued to stand at the door, and the monks from the outer courtyard came again.

The outer courtyard of the Liuyun Sect is the hardest hit area of this sect reform, and the people of the Liuyun Sect have first sprinkled the grievances of the sect for not being able to develop in recent years on the outer courtyard responsible for recruiting disciples, and they all think that the qualifications to recruit new disciples are not good, and no matter how much they toss, it will be in vain.

This time, an old teacher with gray hair was brought in, and he cried loudly at the charred exercise books.

There were too many monks watching the excitement, Huo Danian wanted to go back, but suddenly someone stepped on the surface of his feet, and a figure swooped out of Moyun Pavilion. This is Xue Ruoshuang, she has already drawn the picture scroll, and when she saw such a scene at this time, she couldn't help but rush forward with enthusiasm.

Huo Danian screamed in pain, Xue Ruoshuang had time to turn his head and glare at him at the moment he threw himself into the fiery wave, this glance was like a necessary freeze frame technique for drawing Danqing, and Huo Danian froze for a moment, feeling that he had been ingested into a certain picture scroll, and the scroll made did not know when it would be returned to him.