In the third round of trials of the Imperial Spirit Sect, Mo Shiping and Wang Fugui ranked eighth and first in terms of points, and it stands to reason that they are included in the inner disciples. However, because Wang Fugui was accepted as a disciple by Song Jiang, the head of the Imperial Spirit Sect, his identity became the most special one, and he was naturally not an inner disciple, so the young man who was originally ranked eleventh was fortunate to become an inner disciple.

Within the Imperial Spirit Sect, the accommodation of the outer disciples and the inner disciples is different. There are three large inns in the Imperial Spirit Sect, which are the places where the outer disciples live. The treatment of the inner disciples is slightly better, and there is a separate small room to live in, which is about the same size as the wooden house that the Moshi Plain first lived in the Big Turtle Mountain. However, the interior is simply decorated, with simple tables, chairs, and beds, and nothing else.

However, these are already content for Mo Shiping, who has been accustomed to a hard life since he was a child.

"Knock knock!" Just as Mo Shiping put down his bags and was about to clean up his room, there was a knock on the door outside.

Before Mo Shiping could answer, the visitor gently pushed open the wooden door, poked in a sweaty head, and said with a big grin: "Mo Shiping, you live here." ”

The person who came was naturally Wang Fugui.

Mo Shiping nodded with a smile, waved his hand, and beckoned Wang Fugui to come in and sit down. Wang Fugui was naturally not polite, sat on the wooden chair, poured a bowl of water by himself, and drank it with his head tilted back in a few sips. From his residence to Mo Shiping's residence, there was a considerable distance.

Wang Fugui raised his hand to wipe the water stains on the corner of his mouth, and looked around the house, compared with where he lived, it was really simple enough, but here it unexpectedly made him feel familiar.

Wang Fugui has a special identity, as the only disciple of the head of Song Jiang, the Imperial Spirit Sect specially allocated a set of exquisite mansions to him. Its scale and interior decoration can be compared with that of the rich and noble families at the bottom of the mountain. There are many houses, pavilions, verandahs, bridges, and pavilions, and there are only a few servants and maids.

For these, Wang Fugui, who is also used to living a poor life, found it very attractive at first. But after staying for more than an hour, walking around inside and out, Wang Fugui felt as if something was missing in his heart.

is not steady, Wang Fugui thought about it for a long time before he understood.

Now Wang Fugui is like getting rich overnight, his whole life has changed, and it seems to have become what he dreamed of. Mansion compounds, gold, silver and jewelry, almost at your fingertips. However, Wang Fugui's heart became more and more uneasy. He came to his senses when he touched the gold silk pillow in his bedroom. At that moment, he was very scared, afraid that he would toss and turn at night and couldn't sleep at night leaning on this golden silk soft pillow. But what he was even more afraid of was that he could sleep soundly until dawn on the soft gold silk pillow.

Will you get used to living by yourself, and then one day you will naturally forget, the dilapidated house you once lived in, the night when you once cried until you lost your voice, and even the little girl who once depended on each other forged her life.

Will it be that in the end, when I heard my brother, I couldn't remember the face that always smiled sweetly at me.

In an instant, Wang Fugui's face turned pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. His fingers touching the golden silk pillow trembled like an electric shock, and quickly retracted. His face was full of horror. So he fled the mansion without looking back, and trotted all the way to Mo Shiping's residence.

It was not until this moment that Wang Fugui, who was sitting on the wooden bench, felt a little relieved.

"What's wrong?" Mo Shiping turned around and closed the door and asked softly.

When Wang Fugui showed his face, Mo Shiping noticed a trace of abnormality. According to Mo Shiping's understanding of him, Wang Fugui is not a reckless person, but he took the initiative to open Mo Shiping's door before, which means that he is a little panicked in his heart, and he can't care whether this behavior is reckless.

Wang Fugui's arm holding the tea bowl trembled obviously, he gently put down the tea bowl, was silent for a while, and told Mo Shiping about his life experience and conjectures. As he spoke, his expression was calm, calm.

He felt that the Imperial Spirit Sect must have investigated his life experience, so he came up with such a plan to test him.

When Mo Shiping heard this, he was silent for a long time. He didn't have the heart to care if this was the strategy of the Imperial Spirit Sect, because this was the first time he had heard Wang Fugui mention his life experience and his sister.

Mo Shiping remembered that when he passed the first round of trials, Wang Fugui, who was sitting in the dojo looking at the sky in the distance, said that he would definitely introduce his sister to him in the future.

Mo Shiping still remembers, Wang Fugui's eyes at that moment were full of tenderness. At that time, Mo Shiping thought that his sister must be the softest place in his heart.

It's just that Mo Shiping didn't expect to meet his sister in this way.

Until now, Mo Shiping knew why Wang Fugui would go to the top of the mountain even if he knelt down and kowtowed to him, and even if he was stepped on by Yuwen Cheshui and broke his wrist, he would not admit defeat.

Probably, he was carrying his sister who was more important than his own life. If you want him to let go, it is better to ask him to die.

"It's hard to hold it for so long. Mo Shiping gently patted Wang Fugui's shoulder and said slowly.

Wang Fugui bit his lip tightly, the calm color that he had endured collapsed, big tears jumped out of his eyes, he covered his mouth stiffly, but there was still a slight whimper through his fingers, intermittently coming out.

After a long time, Wang Fugui wiped away his tears, let out a long sigh of relief, and after the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time burst out, he felt much better.

Wang Fugui stood up, his eyes were red, but he said to Mo Shiping with a smile: "Hey, my sister's name is Wang Zihao, she is very happy to meet you." ”

"Well, my name is Mo Shiping, and I'm glad to meet her. Mo Shiping nodded, and replied with the same smile.

This is the first time Wang Fugui mentioned his sister to others, and it is also the last.

In a hall in the depths of the Imperial Spirit Sect, Song Jiang, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, suddenly frowned, although Wang Fugui successfully passed his first test, but he was faintly uneasy in his heart.

The intuition of the monks of the Eight Realms is often not groundless.

Although in the eyes of Song Jiang, who has experienced vicissitudes, it may be inappropriate to make an article about Wang Fugui's life experience, but it will not have a great impact, after all, on the road of cultivation, there are more cruel things.

However, at this time, Song Jiang didn't know that he had made a huge mistake, he underestimated the status of the little girl in Wang Fugui's heart.

This time the incident completely touched Wang Fugui's bottom line. If he didn't pass the test, would he really sink until he forgot the little girl, which Wang Fugui couldn't accept if he died. When the most tender part of the heart is touched, it will produce the most heart-rending pain, and this feeling will be remembered for a lifetime.

From this moment on, Song Jiang, the purple-robed old man who had a very good impression in Wang Fugui's heart, suddenly became a strange passerby.

Song Jiang unknowingly, he personally laid a key foreshadowing for the future loss of Wang Fugui by the Imperial Spirit Sect.

At the moment, Wang Fugui and Mo Shiping summed up the meaning of the purple-robed old man's words, probably that all the resources in the Imperial Spirit Sect must be exchanged for points, including the necessary cultivation exercises, and at the same time, no one will guide them, everything has to be explored by themselves.

Mo Shiping thought about it for a while, he and Wang Fugui were a little different from the rest of the teenagers, they had never been exposed to cultivation at all, not only lacked a lot of basic knowledge, but also didn't even know how to start cultivating.

So, Mo Shiping suggested softly: "I think the first thing we need to do next is to exchange for a book that introduces the introduction to cultivation, and after carefully understanding it, we will consider the next step." ”

Wang Fugui nodded, took out the jade slip from his arms, and said, "I have a total of four hundred and seventy-two points here, and I don't know what I can get." ”

Mo Shiping frowned and calculated, in his jade slip, there were ninety-two points, plus Wang Fugui's four hundred and seventy-two points, the two of them had a total of five hundred and sixty-four points. If it was really as they thought, then the price of these introductory books of the Imperial Spirit Sect should not be too high, otherwise those like them who had just entered the sect would not be able to step into cultivation for a long time.

"Without further ado, let's go to the library first, lest the books have been replaced. Thinking of this, the two of them walked out of the door together and went straight to the library of the Imperial Spirit Sect.

The Library Pavilion is located in the depths of the Imperial Spirit Sect, and the two of them went around for a long time before finally coming to the attic.

"It's magnificent. Wang Fugui glanced up and down at the library and muttered softly.

From the outside, there are seven floors above and below the library pavilion, in the shape of a pagoda, revealing a simple and solemn atmosphere.

There is an iron plaque hanging at the entrance, on which are written five gilded characters "Iron Piano Bronze Sword Building".

Wang Fugui glanced up at the plaque, turned his head a little puzzled and asked, "We won't go the wrong way, right?" What is written on this plaque is the Iron Qin and Bronze Sword Tower, it won't be a Tibetan room, right?"

Mo Shiping shook his head with a smile and quipped: "The white-robed disciple who led the way before has already led us through here, and he specially said something, you must be stunned again, right?"

Wang Fugui scratched his head in disdain, indeed, he was like a horse watching flowers on the way he came before, and he didn't listen carefully at all.

Mo Shiping had to explain helplessly: "This Iron Qin Bronze Sword Tower is indeed the library of the Imperial Spirit Sect, the reason why it has such a strange name, it is said that on the seventh floor, two immortal magic weapons of the town tower, the iron qin and the bronze sword, are placed here, so it is named after it." ”

Wang Fugui nodded his head as if he had suddenly realized, and hurriedly followed Mo Shiping's footsteps and entered the building.

The person in charge of the library pavilion was not another old man from the Five Realms who managed the daily affairs of the Imperial Spirit Sect as Song Jiang said, but an ordinary white-robed disciple.

At this time, there were already seven or eight teenagers in the library pavilion, all of them gathered around the white-robed disciples, as if they were listening carefully to the explanation.

Seeing this, Wang Fugui hurriedly pulled Mo Shiping over together.

"Presumably, all the junior disciples are new to the sect, right?

"Yes, yes, what my brother said. Suddenly, a young man replied.

Mo Shiping observed the joyful look on the white-robed disciple's face on the side, as if he was a little familiar, and after recalling it carefully, he gradually gained eyebrows. The eyes of this white-robed disciple looking at them were exactly the same as the eyes of Li Facai when he saw the three of Li Muzhi who were dressed in noble clothes.

Thinking of this, Mo Shiping looked a little strange, and sighed secretly: Oh no, they have all become fat sheep to be slaughtered.

The white-robed disciple continued to introduce himself enthusiastically: "As for me, my surname is Han Shuangcheng. Thanks to all the junior brothers who don't dislike shouting senior brothers, I am really a little ashamed. Unlike all the juniors and disciples who have entered the sect through many trials, I entered the sect through the use of connections in the family, and although I have been practicing for two or three years now, I have no choice but to be stupid and have no choice but to end up with an errand to guard this library pavilion. ”

As he spoke, the white-robed disciple named Han Shuangcheng still blushed, as if he felt ashamed.

When Mo Shiping heard this, his expression became more and more strange, and he was more sure of the idea of being slaughtered before, and at the same time, he admired the means of frost and frost, not only was he very enthusiastic on the surface, but also took the initiative to lower his posture to win the trust of these teenagers, I am afraid that these teenagers were still happy and willing when they were slaughtered.

Sure enough, a young man on the spot spoke: "Senior Brother Han is humble, it's really a blessing to meet a sincere senior brother like Senior Brother Han." ”

Mo Shiping glanced at the young man with a touched face, and he was a little skeptical that Han Shuangcheng had colluded with this young man in advance and deliberately stirred up the atmosphere.

After the young man finished speaking, many teenagers nodded in agreement, and even Wang Fugui beside him nodded. Seeing this, Mo Shiping could only helplessly remain silent, all of this was just his speculation, and there was no actual evidence. Even if there is, Mo Shiping will not take the initiative to squeak, after all, when the first round of trials of the Imperial Spirit Sect was held, there were white-robed disciples guarding the mountain road, and he had to pay enough money to walk the mountain road. Thinking that the Imperial Spirit Sect would not pay attention to these things, then this Han Shuangcheng's move was also within the rules. In this case, if you are not slaughtered, you can only rely on your own ability.

"Senior Brother Han, I only have more than fifty points, I don't know which introductory book on cultivation to choose?"

Hearing this, Han Shuangcheng frowned slightly, pretending to be thinking, and said after a while: "There is a book called "Martial Man Hundred Explanations" is good, the book explains in detail the problems that may be encountered in the first to third realms of the martial arts realm, it is suitable for people who have not yet set foot in cultivation, and the price is not expensive, and thirty points can be rented for a month. ”

I saw that the young man who asked the question nodded again and again, took out his jade slip from his arms, and handed it to Han Shuangcheng.

Han Shuangcheng took the jade slip with a smile, put it in the palm of his hand for a moment, and then handed it back to the young man, then stretched out his hand and pointed to the bookshelf in the distance, and gestured: "The first row of bookshelves, the third line and the sixth book are "Martial Artist Hundred Explanations", go get it, remember to come here to return it in a month." ”

The boy nodded again, and immediately trotted to get the book with a happy face.

Suddenly, all the teenagers present couldn't sit still, and their eyes were full of hope when they looked at Han Shuangcheng, and they hurriedly asked.

Han Shuangcheng's face was still filled with a warm smile, and he said happily: "Don't worry, don't worry, everyone has a share." ”