The news of Mo Wunian's return walked around everyone's ears like a passing wind, and for a while, he was once again pointed at, and his lack of learning and skills were also criticized. Many disciples feel that disciples like him should be expelled from the sect, otherwise if the new disciples who enter the sect also learn from him in the future, they will become unlearned and unskilled, and it will be a great misfortune for the sect!

But the wind of passing through the hall is the wind of passing through the hall, it comes and goes quickly, and Liao Liao has only been mentioned for three days, and it has not been mentioned again.

But the person concerned, Mo Wunian, does not seem to have the meaning of "calming things down".

On this day, the disciples of the outer sect of the Hundred Herbs Sect were bored listening to Yao Shen's lecture as usual.

Boom!

There was only a loud bang, and the ground shook under their feet, and everyone's ears were buzzing. It was a drum beat, but it reverberated through the outer door for a long time.

Yao Shen was also speaking to a group of outer disciples, and he was also startled by this loud noise, and after stabilizing his mind, he looked in the direction of the sound.

He had also practiced some techniques to increase his eyesight, and then his eyes let out a dazzling golden light and looked into the distance.

At this glance, he also saw clearly who made such a move, it was Mo Wunian. At this moment, he was standing on the ascension platform at the outer gate of the sect, standing in front of a big drum.

There are two ways to become an inner disciple in the Phantom Heaven Sect, one is to have outstanding qualifications and be directly accepted as an inner disciple in the disciple recruitment trial, and the other is that the outer disciple will sound the big drum standing on the ascension platform after reaching the Dao realm, and the monk above the Dao will recruit twenty moves among the inner disciples!

This second kind sounds simple, but it is actually very difficult, as far as Yao Shen knows, there are not many Dao realms in the inner gate, there are only a few dozen, and the others are either a small number of spiritual realm monks, such as Liu Dewang and the like, but more are more monks above the Yin Void Realm.

And among the dozens of Dao realms now, the worst ones are like him and Meng Xinghao, and they are also Dao Second Realm asking, Yuan Shen Monk, how easy is it for ordinary outer disciples to become inner disciples?

It is also because of this that many of the outer disciples have also cultivated to the realm of asking the Dao, but until now they are still only outer disciples.

And the drum on the ascension platform has not been beaten for more than ten years!

Right now, Mo Wunian made such a fuss, Yao Shen felt that he was too irrational, thinking about his qualifications, he had only been practicing for ten years, how could he not cultivate to the realm of asking the Dao!

But after all, he has also received the grace of Mo Wunian's cultivation guidance, and I only hope that he will be able to choose his own tricks later, although he will definitely lose if he loses, but at least he can get off the stage.

"Alas!" he sighed, and he left the place in a streamer.

I have to say that Mo Wunian's movement was still a bit big, and it was only half a pillar of incense, and streamers appeared on the ascension platform one after another, and the place also became full of people.

Among them, there was even Elder Qiu, who first glanced at Mo Wunian suspiciously, and then said: "Mo Wunian, your matter was also told to me by Master Zhou just now, I will explain it to everyone later, and I also hope that you can meditate and practice, and don't be affected by things outside your body, and do such sensational things." ”。

To tell the truth, from a personal emotion, he also likes Mo Wunian a little, especially after hearing about some of his actions in the Dadi Country from Zhou Deming, he also has the idea of taking care of this outer disciple.

In front of him, he only regarded him as a disciple, and he was pointed out by some people in the sect recently, so he did such an eye-catching thing in front of him.

"I'm here to promote the inner disciple. Mo Wunian replied to him lightly.

He has never had the habit of pretending to be a person to show off, nor does he have a high-profile or low-key relationship, but now that he is a monk of the Dao Realm, since he has met the qualifications for promotion to inner disciple, he has come.

Furthermore, what was the purpose of his coming to the Illusory Sky Sect? If he doesn't improve his status in the sect, how can he know?

Perhaps, he could wait for a few hundred years, or even thousands of years, for his cultivation realm to improve, and then everything would fall into place.

But in fact, he couldn't wait! The Divine Clan had imprinted their rules into this world, and the more powerful the monk, the more restrictions there were, and the harder it was to know some things.

It's like casting a net to catch a fish, the bigger the fish, the easier it is to be restrained, and the small fish and shrimp no one cares.

After that, Mo Wunian released his cultivation aura and said to Elder Qiu: "There is a list of disciples who ask the inner sect. ”。

The crowd was in an uproar, they could hardly imagine that he was actually asking the monk. You must know that he has only been practicing for a few years, and when you think about his cultivation qualifications, everyone's intuition is incredible.

Among them, the most incredible person was Meng Xinghao, but then he muttered to himself: "Senior Brother Mo's Dao heart is rare among his peers, and he also has his own unique views on cultivation, and it should be normal to practice to this extent now!"

There was also a tall girl in the crowd wearing a wide robe, she was the moon of the moon, her face was still beautiful, but slightly pale, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness.

In the past few days when Mo Wunian was not in the sect, she went home again, and she found that her father seemed to be even more cold to her, obviously she had brought a lot of elixirs, but he became cringe, as if he was very afraid of her.

Looking at Mo Wunian in front of her again, her dexterous eyes were full of hatred and looked dirty. Maybe, without that kind of marriage contract, she is still the pearl of her father's palm, the most favored child.

"You are really more suitable for practicing in the Hundred Herbs Sect! It seems that you have learned the method of asking the Tao of Du Lao'er, the old boy. Haha!" Elder Qiu looked very happy, and his eyes were full of joy when he looked at Mo Wunian.

"Okay, let's see which disciple you want to fight against, right?" Then, he stretched out his hand to the void, dozens of names, a total of hundreds of words, blooming in the void with golden light.

Seeing this, Yao Shen was also sincerely happy for Mo Wunian. At this point, he didn't worry much about him. Mo Wunian is kind to him, if it is him who chooses to fight, he will naturally sell his face and casually release water to fight him for twenty moves.

In the crowd, Meng Xinghao also had the same thoughts as him.

But after scanning the disciple list a few times, they were stunned that they didn't find their face.

As if knowing what they were thinking, Elder Qiu said to Mo Wunian again: "I heard that two of the disciples in the inner gate know you, so in case others make irresponsible remarks afterwards, I didn't count them in." ”。

"It doesn't matter. Mo Wunian didn't care, and his gaze swept up on the disciple list. It was only when he swept a name that his gaze paused.

As if he was afraid of seeing something wrong, he even moved to a place less than a foot away from the disciple list, his eyes fixed on the name, and he didn't look away for a long time.

After a long time, he said without joy or sorrow on his face: "Murong Xiu?".

His voice was soft, but the words were heavy, as if he were asking himself, or as if he were talking to others, or in a tone of disbelief......

Is it true? When Mo Wunian saw this name, he asked himself, maybe many things in the world are just coincidences. His Ah Xiu is dead, and in his previous life, he died for him when he was still Jiang Tianheng.

"You...... Are you sure?" Elder Qiu paused, his old face showed a little confused, and then said, "You change someone, if you call him, he may not be willing to come out." ”。

"Yes, Senior Brother Mo, you can change someone. Even if that person comes out, you may not be able to survive a move. Someone in the crowd spoke, but it was Meng Xinghao who listened carefully.

In fact, most of the old disciples of the inner sect present had the same idea as him, because although that person had stopped in the Dao Realm for a hundred years, when it came to combat strength, it was not a problem to kill a few Yin Void Realm disciples casually.

And that person has always been mysterious, what his true appearance is, even whether he is male or female, or old or young, except for the head of the sect and a few disciples who have seen it, no one else knows at all.

"That's it. Mo Wunian returned lightly towards Elder Qiu, but his eyes were still fixed on the name.

"Figured it out?"

"It has to be him. If he doesn't come, I'll be an outer disciple for another three years. After another three years, if he still doesn't come, I will be an outer disciple for another three years. It's a big deal!"

Elder Qiu asked Mo Wunian again, but he looked stubborn, and he never took his eyes off the name from the beginning to the end, as if he wanted to see something from it.

Mo Wunian had always been indifferent, but after seeing that name, his heart was upset. He wanted to wait for that person to come out and see if it was her, even if it was slim, but he still wanted to see.

Maybe, there will be no two flowers in the same world, but even if they are similar.

Just as he couldn't climb the forty-nine zhang of Dao Dao Peak at the beginning, Murong Xiu was his inner demon, and if he could, he would like her to be his eternal inner demon.

After a few more moments, he seemed to be stunned, and his eyes kept falling on the name, never looking away.

"That's good...... The old man summoned him with a summons charm to try it. It's just that Mo Wunian, there are some things that I want to tell you, since you have obtained Du Lao'er's cultivation method, you should practice hard. ”

"Maybe you've heard of such a person as Murong Xiu in the outer gate, and you think he's very powerful. I started to think about fighting as a teenager, but sometimes I should recognize ......"

Elder Qiu lit the rune paper in his hand, but at the same time, he also lectured at Mo Wunian for a while.

But what he said, Mo Wunian didn't listen to a word.

After a little more time, Elder Qiu looked at the sky in the distance and said, "He's here." ”。

As soon as the words landed, a streamer with a bright white light flew towards this side in the distance. And with it coming this way.

Everyone present could feel the beginning of a sudden decline in their surroundings. In a short time, snowflakes fell from the sky, and white tents were drawn all around, and the earth immediately became covered in silver.

Then, some of the people used fire control techniques to raise a fire to warm their bodies, but because of anything else, the temperature around them dropped so much that they shivered from the cold. But as soon as the fire was raised, it was immediately frozen into an ice sculpture.

After a while, a white shadow appeared in the fluttering snowflakes.

Look at her slender figure like a woman, with lotus under her feet step by step, and ice lotus blooming everywhere she passes. But when you get closer, your slender figure looks like a man, and when you get closer, your face becomes blurred, and the whole person seems to be hidden in the clouds, which makes people not really see it.

As he walked slowly towards the crowd, they could feel the extreme cold coming towards them more and more. This kind of coldness is not the kind of murderous cold that makes people feel like a man's back, nor is it the coldness that the monk's cultivation method condenses into silence and lifelessness!

It is a kind of natural cold, in the snowflakes flying all over the sky, each piece is different, each piece lands on the earth with its own beautiful posture, but they all exude the same cold, gathering together, making people feel beautiful at the same time, but also feel the ultimate cold.

"Who wants to be promoted to Inner Disciple?" He made a sound, like a snowflake flying around him without any emotion. And in the voices that can't distinguish between men and women, there is a kind of magnetic ethereal, which seems to be smart.

Hazy, like a fairy sound floating from the nine heavens, it makes people not really hear, but it is clear, and people want to listen carefully.

"Your name is Murong Xiu?" Mo Wunian looked away and looked at the ethereal man in front of him who was surrounded by snowflakes and couldn't see his face clearly.

He looked closely, trying to find something familiar in the man in front of him.

Finally, he saw a pair of narrow and beautiful eyes, and the brilliance in the eyes was like the moon hidden in the flowing clouds, strange but familiar.

This glance, as ethereal as he saw back then, but also without emotion, is not the same as back then, he hopes it is her, but he is afraid that it is not her......