Every 100 years, each sect in Qingzhou will conduct a sect competition, and at that time, each sect will send disciples who have been practicing for no more than 300 years to participate in it.

Today is exactly a hundred years, and the main venue of this competition is also set in the Illusory Sky Sect, so as early as a few days ago, the elders of other sects came to the Illusory Sky Sect one after another with their own disciples.

And in front of the mountain gate, Elder Qiu greeted the cultivation sects from all over the world in front of the Inquiry Mirror in his hand, and he did not dare to take it lightly, everyone who wanted to enter the Mountain Gate would inevitably be illuminated by his Inquiry Mirror once or twice!

Recently, various sects have frequently discovered hidden demonic monks in their own homes, not to mention that the Illusory Sky Sect also discovered Wang Ge, a demonic monk, a month ago.

The more this juncture is, the more careless it becomes.

In the distance, an old man wearing a hat came in a flying spirit ship, followed by dozens of streamers.

"Du Lao'er, haven't you always rarely gone out in the Hundred Herbs Sect, why are you willing to give it up this time?"

"What's the matter? Old Ghost Qiu, there is a kid in your Phantom Heaven Sect who has learned my method of asking the Tao, can't I come to see him?"

The person who came was Du Chenfeng, and after meeting with Elder Qiu, the two of them blew their beards and stared at each other for a while.

"Okay, Old Du, why are you all extremely senior elders, don't be rude in front of the juniors!" Elder Du chatted with him for a few words, but with a smile on his face, he motioned for them to enter the Phantom Ling Sect quickly.

"What? Even you old ghost don't believe me?" Seeing that Elder Qiu raised the Taoist mirror and was about to shine on him, his gray hair was full of a reluctant smile.

"Uncle Du, it's an eventful time. It is also a good number for the autumn seniors to do this. Behind him, a middle-aged man persuaded him that the person who came was Wu Zidao, the sect leader of the Baicao Sect.

Only then did Du Chenfeng lean forward so that the Dao mirror could shine on him. Seeing this, Qiu and Wu looked at each other and smiled.

Behind them, Wu Mu, who was wearing a pink dress, poked out like a dexterous kitten, her skin was better than snow, her eyes were like a pool of clear water, and when she was looking forward to it, she had a light and agile aura.

As soon as she appeared, the eyes of the young disciples fell on her, and they didn't take their eyes off for a long time.

"Alas, Nu Jiao'e, but she is a red-faced and white-boned ......" There are also other sect elders who saw it, but they sighed to themselves, and said in their hearts that their disciples were hooked by her, and they were afraid that they would be more and more unable to covet their minds on cultivation.

Everyone also discovered that although the girl smiled like a flower, there was a melancholy between her eyebrows, as if she had been sad for one thing for a long time. For her to come to see her, saying goodbye to Mo Wunian is a world of a few months, but now it is a day to see, such as every three autumns, and a few months are like hundreds of years apart......

After a while, almost all the cultivation sects had arrived, and seeing that Elder Qiu was still outside the mountain gate, some disciples proposed that he return to the sect to preside over the beginning of the sect competition.

"The Ink Dust Pavilion hasn't arrived yet......"

"Elder Qiu, isn't the real person of Shui Lu in the sect?

"Idiot, how can it be counted? We still have to wait for their pavilion master to come!"

Elder Qiu held the Heart Mirror with his backhand and tapped it on the disciple's head with the handle of the mirror.

As far as he knew, Song Shuilu had a big fight with the Mochen Pavilion Master because of something and then left the Phantom Sky Sect with his two disciples, she represented herself, and naturally she could not be regarded as representing the sect.

And he knows a little bit about it, and it seems that it has something to do with the Demon Dao...... It is possible that in the future, the cultivation world in Qingzhou will change because of this.

Originally, with his seniority, he could also find some juniors to do this thing to welcome people from various sects, but because this matter is not only related to the Demon Dao, but also involves many trivial ...... Therefore, it is necessary to use a person of his generation and cultivation realm to come to the town.

As soon as they finished speaking with their front feet, several streams of light flew towards the sky in the distance on their back feet.

Among them, the fastest one descended to the mountain gate, and turned into a middle-aged Taoist wearing a gray Taoist robe with white temples, he was Qiu Shanhai, the contemporary pavilion master of the Mochen Pavilion.

It is rumored that he has already reached the Feather Realm with half a foot, and with one hand, he can turn half of Qingzhou into a star world with one hand, and he can control it all.

"It turned out to be Autumn's senior...... The ones that my Senior Sister Song came to make a fuss a few days ago made the seniors laugh. Seeing that the person who greeted him was actually Elder Qiu, he bowed respectfully to him.

"If you don't laugh at it, the old man doesn't judge it well, but if what the girl said is true, although it is not too big, you will really be ashamed of your deceased master. Okay, the old man didn't come to teach you today, so let's go in. ”

"The younger generation is taught!"

Qiu Shanhai saluted Elder Qiu respectfully again, and walked out of the mountain gate with his own disciples behind him.

Seeing that no one was finally coming, Elder Qiu's somewhat cloudy eyes were inexplicably more worried, judging from Qiu Shanhai's performance just now, he couldn't see anything in combination with Song Shuilu.

It's just that the more this happens, the more uneasy he becomes, and he faintly feels that this time the sect competition will be extremely unpeaceful, just like the calm before the storm.

"I wish the old man thought about it more......" After a long sigh, he also walked into the mountain gate.

......

Murong Xiu is in the world of the cave.

"Mo Wunian, aren't you going to go outside for a walk? Recently, I have seen some people from other sects coming to our sect! It's very lively!" Liu Dewang said as he looked at Mo Wunian, who was lying on a bamboo chair lazily and motionless.

Recently, because of the big competition between the sects, there have been many entertainment activities in the sect, similar to the lantern festival in the world, and some disciples have found their own Taoist companions because of this.

And last time he was beaten by Meng Xinghao, now he is cautious every time he comes to find Mo Wunian, for fear of bumping into something like last time.

After he finished speaking for a long time, Mo Wunian raised his eyelids, slowly got up from the chair, stretched lazily and said lightly: "I don't like to be lively." ”。

He has always been quiet, and he doesn't like crowded places.

After living here for a month, because of Murong Xiu's relationship, his spiritual platform was also healing quickly, and because of the streamers she sent into his body, his spiritual power also became more refined than before.

Therefore, he is now also starting to break through to the second realm of the Yuan Shen realm, and after breaking through this realm, he will cultivate his own Yuan Shen Possession Spiritual Sense.

It's just that in this life, he chose a different method from his previous life, so if he wants to cultivate the method of the Yuan Shen, he naturally needs to consider it carefully.

After stretching his waist, he lay back on the bamboo chair. Although his spiritual platform is healing soon, the meridians around his body are still recovering a little slowly, and after too much activity, his body will have a dull pain.

"You should take him outside to have a good look, anyway, there are still three days before the official Dabi, I want to think of a way to make him recover quickly, and no one should disturb him!" At this time, a cold voice floated out of the void.

There was no one in sight, but Mo Wunian also knew that it was Murong Xiu.

Then, there was a chair with two wooden wheels in the void. With this chair, Liu Dewang was able to push Mo Wunian around at will.

"Mo Wunian, I think Senior Sister Murong still cares about you very much, you see that in order not to delay her participation in the big competition, she has to think of a way to heal you quickly, you should treat her ...... Well...... Tie the knot ......"

Although Liu Dewang knows all the words, how to use some words and when to use them, obviously he is still not at home, just like now, a random word in his mind collapsed, and he also said it.

It's just that before he finished speaking, there was an inexplicable chill behind him, and even more ice and snow fell, and he immediately shut up.

Mo Wunian has always felt that Liu Dewang is wise and stupid, but sometimes this "stupid" is really stupid, and the word stupid can't be explained clearly and clearly.

When he has time, he has to teach him what words to use and what not to use.

But for Liu Dewang to say, "Don't delay his sect and the big competition", this is true.

After coming into contact with Murong Xiu these days, he can feel that Murong Xiu doesn't hate him, but he really doesn't like him, and he heals him quickly, maybe as she often said recently: "I just want to send you out quickly, multiple people will always disturb my peace." ”。

Mo Wunian was still thinking, but Liu Dewang used the Imperial Technique to help him into a wheelchair and pushed him out of the cave world.

As Liu Dewang said, it is really very lively outside now, with all kinds of lanterns and stalls, as well as various small attics that are conjured out of thin air for people to gather and entertain, which reminds him inexplicably of the scene of his New Year in the mortal Mo Mansion.

Although there are few people in the Mo Mansion, every Chinese New Year, early in the morning, the stupid father Mo Zhishan and Lao Liu Tou in his life will hang lanterns in the huge mansion, so that the mansion no longer looks deserted.

It's just that it's been several years since he left Mo Mansion, but he doesn't know how that stupid father got through the New Year?

was pushed by Liu Dewang all the way, and the two of them also attracted a lot of people's attention.

Among them, the disciples of the Illusory Sky Sect who are the same sect seem to have something to say, but they all look like they don't dare to talk about it, but what they want to talk about and discuss are also some things about Mo Wunian and Murong Xiu......

However, Elder Qiu has also recently explicitly forbidden people to spread rumors behind their backs, otherwise they will be directly expelled from the sect.

I also heard that Elder Qiu specially sent someone to observe in secret.

Therefore, the disciples of the Phantom Sky Sect could only stare dryly and watch Mo Wunian practice the "Closed Mouth Zen".

And this strange scene also caused the disciples of other sects to marvel again and again.

A strange disciple of another sect even misinterpreted the meaning and said: "This must be some kind of etiquette! A kind of courtesy that is unique to the Phantom Heaven Sect to show respect to a disciple who is disabled and determined! It is worthy of being the first sect, and the code of conduct is really beyond the reach of us and others! It is really a model for my generation! It is worthy of the first major sect!"

When some of the disciples of the Illusory Night Sect heard this, they almost fell to the ground...... But if you practice "closed-mouth meditation", you have to swallow back the old blood even if you hold back your mouth.

And when the disciples of the Baicao Sect saw Mo Wunian, they wanted to cry without tears, especially the disciples who lived in Baicao Peak remembered the days when they were tortured by him, and they avoided it one by one as if they saw a plague god, and they couldn't go as far as they could.

"Mo Wunian, I heard that you have been in the Hundred Grass Sect for some time, and they have seen you...... How to ......" Liu Dewang saw this scene, and he didn't know why he asked Mo Wunian.

Mo Wunian was focused on thinking about other things, and did not reply to him immediately.

"Senior brother, is that the Hundred Grass Sect also considered a courtesy?"

"The number of rituals between different sects is also different, I guess it is a mutual salute between peers, the Baicao Sect is worthy of being a big sect, and the code of conduct is different from the sect of our small sect!"

It just so happened that the disciples of the other sects who had spread strange remarks over there explained to others again.

These words were also heard by Liu Dewang, and then he looked at Mo Wunian, he learned from him and thought indifferently: If a person like Mo Wunian was buried in the Illusory Sky Sect, how could he be said to be a scourge? Sure enough, it is different to change places.

In fact, he didn't know that Mo Wunian was in the Hundred Grass Sect, which was not much different from the Phantom Sky Sect.

He was being pushed away, but there was a pink shadow in the crowd walking towards him, it was Wu Mu.

She ran fast, her swinging long skirt rippled in the air, and the whole person looked beautiful like a scorching peach blossom floating in the air, and the smile on her face was like a flower, which made people feel happy when they saw it.

"Hey, see this girl again, is there anything you want to say to me?" she pursed her lips and said with a big grin, not at all like a lady she used to talk about.

Then, when she saw him sitting in a wooden wheelchair, he seemed to have difficulty moving and looked nervous: "What's wrong with you?".

"It's fine, just a few minor injuries. Mo Wunian said lightly to her, and then said: "It's you, you still need to be diligent in cultivation, it's good to be less slack, don't live up to your qualifications." ”。

Hearing this, she was like a fried kitten, glaring at him angrily, but then one hand quickly grabbed one of his hands and cut the vein at his wrist, and then her face changed drastically: "Mo Wunian, what's wrong with your meridians?"

Mo Wunian didn't like women other than Murong Xiu to touch him, even if it was the unconfirmed "Murong Xiu" in front of him, so he had to break free from Wu Mu's hand.

But now his meridians are damaged, and his free movement is a problem, so he can only let her grasp it.

"Let's go. He didn't want to pay too much attention to her, but just motioned for Liu Dewang to take him away.

"That...... This fellow Daoist, can you let it go, I don't worry about you!" Wu Mu looked at Liu Dewang and said.

Her words sound polite, but in fact she is aggressive.

Liu Dewang looked at Mo Wunian, and then at Wu Mu, looking like he was in a dilemma.

"Nothing. Mo Wunian cherished words like gold, and said to Liu Dewang.

Liu Dewang let go of the armrest of the wooden wheelchair, but he didn't dare to leave, but followed behind Wu Mu and Mo Wunian.

The disciples of the Hundred Grass Sect had already gone away, but one of the disciples who had cultivated the Eyesight Growth Technique saw a scene in the distance, and he was also the disciple who Mo Wunian had seen him on the Hundred Grass Peak twice when he was in the Hundred Grass Sect.

"Why! Why...... You want me to practice this kind of eyesight-increasing technique!Why!" Seeing Wu Mu's concern for Mo Wunian, he beat his chest for a while, and vowed never to practice this technique again!

Seeing him like this, the people who were traveling on the side walked in the direction he was looking in with curiosity, and saw the scene of Wu Mu pushing Mo Wunian.

As a result, they also beat their chests and stomped.

"Senior brother, this ...... It's also a courtesy?"

"Count...... Of course, it turns out that the etiquette between the great sects is so concise and clear! I should learn it!"

So, a group of disciples from the outer sect stared at Mo Wunian dryly, beating their chests and pounding their chests......

When Liu Dewang heard what they said, he sighed again in his heart, Mo Wunian was obviously revered outside, and he was indeed buried in the Illusory Sky Sect.

Even he wanted to follow them for a while to show his reverence for Mo Wunian.

On the other hand, Mo Wunian didn't care about the people around him, he was still thinking about how to break through the second realm of the Yuan Shen realm.

"Oh, who should I be, it's you waste!"

They were also walking, but a gray-clothed young man in front of them stopped in front of them, but it was Song Shuilu's disciple.

There were also a few young men in Dao robes beside him, who looked like disciples of the Ink Dust Pavilion. It's going to be whispering something to them.

Last time, he lost face in front of Mo Wunian, and this time he met a senior brother from the same door, so he naturally wanted to get this face back.

Even when he was safe and sound, Mo Wunian didn't want to pay attention to them, so he just signaled Wu Mu and Liu Dewang to bypass them.

"What's the matter, Mo Daoyou, can't my junior brother discuss the Tao with you?"

"Yes, I've heard everything my junior brother say, and I heard him say that you often instruct people to practice in the Illusory Sky Sect? That must have your own unique views on cultivation!"

"If Daoist friends disdain our identity, we will also ask the Dao realm!"

The people around the young man in the Taoist robe, as soon as you say a word, I will stop in front of Mo Wunian and the others, and I will not let them leave.

"I don't understand, a person like you who is in the twilight and every day is also worthy of having an affair with my senior sister!" The young man in the Taoist robe noticed Wu Mu on the side, and remembered some rumors he had heard about Mo Wunian and Xianyue before, and a nameless fire rose from his heart.

Although he is stubborn and arrogant, he will still listen to Song Shuilu and Xianyue's words, and naturally these two have a very high position in his heart.

"Wait a minute, you make it clear to this girl!" Wu Mu originally wanted to listen to Mo Wunian's words, regardless of this matter.

But when she heard what "senior sister" was related to Mo Wunian's remarks, she looked at them coldly with a bit of seriousness on her delicate face.

It's just that at this casual glance, the young men in the Taoist robe have an inexplicable chill on their backs. Then, without saying anything, Wu Mu raised his hand and raised his fist, and shot at them with a golden fist.

She is obviously a weak woman, but she has an invincible momentum, and before the punch arrives, they are already overwhelmed.

"Later...... I want to find a Taoist partner, I want to find a gentle ......" Liu Dewang on the side muttered to himself when he saw this, and swallowed his saliva with a little horror on his face.

He looked at Wu Mu, and then thought about Murong Xiu, and felt that they were good-looking, but they were ...... How so?

Belch...... Some violence.

He looked at Mo Wunian, whose expression was unwavering, and he thought to himself that probably only someone of his heart could stand it.