The mountain gate of the Phantom Night Sect is located in the uninhabited wasteland in the north of Qingzhou, the wasteland is full of gravel and gravel, and when you look down from a high altitude, you can occasionally see a wisp of cooking smoke rising in a little greenery.

It has the charm of "the desert is lonely and straight".

But deep into the wasteland, there is a different cave, a towering ancient tree that is not many feet high, straight like a sword, straight through the sky.

And the Illusory Sky Sect was located at the top of the towering ancient tree that passed through the clouds.

Several teenagers and girls who stepped on Zhou Deming's feather fan flying spirit weapon, except for Mo Wunian, were all attracted by the vast atmosphere in front of them, and let out sounds of surprise from time to time.

"Back then, the head of the founding sect set aside this 10,000-year-old Xinghai ancient tree from the 100,000 mountains with great courage, and then set up a great array to protect the sect on its body to create the Illusory Sky Sect, which has been 3,000 years now. ”

"Wait for my phantom night, if the sect is in danger, you should protect my sect with your life. ”

Zhou Deming looked at the few teenagers and girls who were about to enter the sect in front of him, and he said to them in a serious tone.

"Remember the teachings of the master. Several teenagers replied respectfully to him.

On the flying spirit weapon, Mo Wunian looked at the Phantom Sky Sect looming in the clouds and mist at the top of the ancient tree in the Star Sea, and he probably knew how the name of the Phantom Sky Sect came from.

Ethereal exists in the sky, but it really exists in the clouds, so it is called the phantom sky.

In the exclamations of several teenagers, Zhou Deming had landed on the top of the ancient tree of the Star Sea with the feather fan spirit weapon under his feet.

The teenagers thought that the ground under their feet should be wooden, but the actual situation was the same feeling and softness as the ground outside the tree. And it looks like it's real dirt!

Mo Wunian knew that this was a technique to change the heavens and the earth! The essence of the soil in front of him was still woody.

And this technique is not a clever technique, but the realm of the caster is so high that it has reached the point of being fake, and even such a huge ancient tree of the Star Sea can "change the heavens and the earth"!

And in front of you is a huge complex of buildings that people can't see at a glance, antique. It is even more suspicious that it is still on land.

Not long after Mo Wunian and the others landed, two people flew over with flying spirit weapons.

One of them was a handsome man dressed in white, smiling slightly to make people feel like a spring breeze, he respectfully saluted Zhou Deming, and then smiled and said to Mo Wunian: "I am the inner disciple Meng Xinghao, and the outer disciple can come with me." In the days that followed, I will also teach you your practice. ”。

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man dressed as the prince and the purple-clothed girl who was running and jumping on the Tao Peak walked towards him.

Mo Wunian also went with them, and by the way, he also asked for the donkey he rode to the slope from Zhou Deming's storage bag.

This donkey was changed by Mo Wunian with a fierce sword, and he also used the technique of changing the heavens and the earth. This sword itself is very strange, the spiritual power is impenetrable, and the spiritual sense is not broken! Simply changing its appearance, he is not worried that Zhou Deming can see through its essence.

But outsiders don't know this.

Zhou Deming originally didn't want to bring such a donkey up, but he had no choice but to bring it up.

The more important reason is that the straw sandals boy who came with me said: "When I used to plant rice, I only had an old cow and I were friends. Therefore, this donkey should also be his only friend. ”。

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Seeing Mo Wunian leading the donkey, the young man dressed as a prince looked at him and said disdainfully: "I haven't seen mud legs in the world." ”。

He felt that if he was allowed to bring it, he would definitely bring his clever and handsome little maid. It's a pity that Zhou Deming directly rejected him.

Seeing this, Meng Xinghao also kindly reminded Mo Wunian: "This junior brother, you can give it to me, and I can help you foster it in the Spirit Beast Division later." ”。

But Mo Wunian didn't pay attention to him at all, and even rode on the donkey slowly, following him slowly.

"This senior brother, his name is Mo Wunian. He was a man who had a worse life than me, and the donkey was his only friend. Can you understand the feeling of forcibly taking your best friend away from you?" The straw sandals boy together said a word for Mo Wunian.

When he said a word, he also thought of the old ox that depended on him for his life, and it was later snatched away by the rich man Liu in the next village.

At first glance, everyone thought there was nothing wrong with this, but there was an indescribable weirdness.

Even Mo Wunian listened to it and felt weird, but he couldn't tell where the weirdness was.

"Mo Wunian, my name is Liu Dewang! I heard Master Zhou say that I am going to the inner gate. As he spoke, the straw sandals boy patted Mo Wunian on the shoulder and said, "They are all hard-working people, if you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me." ”。

As soon as his words came out, Mo Wunian felt even more weird, as if he thought about it, he replied lightly to the young man: "Definitely." ”。

After that, Liu Dewang followed another person who came with Meng Xinghao to the inner door.

The scene was embarrassing for a while, Meng Xinghao smiled awkwardly, and no longer said that he wanted to help Mo Wunian go to the Spirit Beast Division to foster donkeys, but continued to lead Mo Wunian and them towards the outer door.

After arriving at the outer gate and receiving a set of outer disciple clothes, Meng Xinghao arranged a place for them to live, and motioned for them to change their clothes and go to the Mingyi Court at the outer gate, where he wanted to teach a few people the cultivation method of inducing the spiritual realm.

It's just that among them, when it was Mo Wunian's turn to arrange a place to live, he neither wanted to live in a place where the aura was more concentrated, nor did he want to live in a place that the outer disciples would usually choose, close to the Tingming Court.

Instead, he chose a remote place, with only a deserted field and a dilapidated log cabin.

In his light tone, he likes a quieter place with fewer people.

And there really is no special reason why he chose this place. There is only, and there is only one, that is, there is a more spacious place, and there is a place for donkeys to live.

After about a quarter of an hour, the purple-clothed girl and the prince changed their clothes and came to the Mingyi Court, where there were also outer disciples recruited in previous years, a total of about 100 people.

"What about Mo Wunian?" Meng Xinghao also remembered Mo Wunian's name from the straw sandals boy's mouth, and he asked the two girls in purple with a puzzled face.

Both of them shook their heads, indicating that they didn't know.

Finally, after waiting for another quarter of an hour, Mo Wunian walked slowly and slowly towards this side.

It's just that he's still wearing his trademark black clothes.

"Mo Wunian, why did you come! Is there something delayed?"

"Also, why are you still wearing your own clothes. Punish you with five spirit stones this month! If you still wear this clothes tomorrow, the rest will be fined!"

Meng Xinghao was really angry, and at the same time, he also felt some pain in his brain, and he faintly felt that the junior brother in front of him might often give him a headache in the future.

"It's something that has delayed a bit. Mo Wunian slowly spit out two words from his mouth.

The reason was that he found that one of the four legs of the wooden bed in his wooden house was a little unstable. He wanted to fix it, but found another thing, in his previous life, he meditated and rarely slept in the bed, but in this life he slept in the bed, but the bed was broken, and Mo Zhishan had always considered it.

And the thought of having to lie down and sleep at night made him feel the need for him to fix it. But after a while, he found that he really couldn't do such a thing.

Simply, he used his fierce sword to cut off all four legs of the bed......

As for not wearing the outer disciple's uniform, just because it is white. In his eyes, he has always only liked his Ah Xiu to wear white clothes, but he doesn't like it.

As a result, five spirit stones he could receive every month were deducted. He thought that it would be better to wear white tomorrow. Spirit stones are still of great use to him.

And the Phantom Sky Sect will give each outer disciple twenty spirit stones per month. You must know that some cultivation sects in Qingzhou only give five spirit stones to their inner disciples.

"Pay attention next time!" Meng Xinghao said another word to Mo Wunian, and then motioned to Mo Wunian and the three of them to introduce themselves to everyone.

The girl in purple is called Luo Yiyi, she is a somewhat childish girl, and with her delicate face with a little baby fat, it is easy for people to remember her.

As for the young man dressed as a prince named Song Zhong, he is really a prince, and when he introduces himself, he even speaks with a bit of spirit.

"Mo Wunian. Just like Mo Wunian's usual style, he lightly spit out a few words and slowly walked down.

After Meng Xinghao cleared his throat, he began to explain the etiquette in the cultivation world to everyone. It is probably what kind of etiquette should be performed by peers, and what kind of etiquette should be performed by masters and apprentices......

It's just that when he explained what to do when he met the Divine Heir, his expression was extremely serious. It's a knees-like curtsy!

Mo Wunian knew that the Divine Heir Clan was the most noble clan in the world, and even ordinary people among them who could not cultivate, the monks would bow when they saw it! Such a curtsy salute, although it was more than three bows and nine bows, was undoubtedly kneeling.

Next, Meng Xinghao explained the difference between art and law in practice.

It's just that it seems that every time a new outer disciple enters, Meng Xinghao will talk about this, and the old disciples feel that they are clichés, and they are listless, and only Luo Yiyi and Song Zhong are fascinated by what they listen to.

Mo Wunian also felt bored, he felt that in his previous life, a monk who had cultivated the Fallen Realm for a thousand years, and now listening to a monk of the Dao Realm One Knock Yuan Divine Realm talking about cultivation was like a babbling child teaching an adult to speak.

Simply, he closed his eyes and thought about something else.

Meng Xinghao saw Mo Wunian's absent-mindedness, and he said to him with a little anger: "Mo Wunian, do you want to talk about the difference between art and law?"

The old disciple had heard him talk several times, and he didn't like this, but he could understand it. It's just that a new disciple is so half-hearted, he is really angry.

Mo Wunian opened his eyes, slowly walked in front of everyone, and said in a faint tone:

"The law cultivates one's own body, and the art cultivates the heaven and the earth. Therefore, there is a theory of practicing exercises, and there is a theory of fire control and physical control. ”。

But you can't generalize about that. It can also be said that the technique is the embodiment of the perception of the way of nature, and the law is the embodiment of the monk's spiritual energy into the body and then externalized into the body......"