The west gate of Wild Wolf Town is the main exit to Okura Mountain, and tens of thousands of people enter and leave every day, causing congestion and queuing at the gate of the city is a common thing.

A gray-haired, tall and burly old man, with a boy about ten years old, slowly moved slowly like a snail at the back of the line. It is said that at the boy's age, it is the time when he can't be idle for a moment, but the boy looks like an eggplant beaten by frost, and he can't lift a trace of energy.

The old man's cultivation has reached the foundation stage, and although he is old, it can be seen that his spirit is stronger than that boy who should be full of vitality. His gaze lingered for a long time on the dejected boy beside him, his eyes full of love and helplessness.

The boy suddenly raised his head and looked above the city gate, and in the same position outside the city wall was the huge inlaid stone hole for inlaying spirit stones. A few days ago, the high-spirited conversation between him and his grandfather before entering the city was still in his ears, and the boy only felt as if his heart was blocked with a large piece of cotton wool, sullen but unable to break free.

Although it was only less than a hundred zhang away from the defensive array built by Yuanying Da Powerful Tianjizi, the boy knew that he would never want to reach that height in his life!

Just two days ago, the boy opened three gold, one wood, and one water spiritual root, and it was originally good to open three gold, but unfortunately two of them were yin and one yang, which was not liked by the monks of the wasteland. Coupled with Jin Li Shengshui, Kemu was lost a lot, and finally got the evaluation of middle and lower grades. According to the rules of previous years, the monks of the middle and lower grades of the spiritual root have the hope of being recruited into the sect to do some miscellaneous work.

If it is those small families or the descendants of scattered cultivators, it is not bad to open a low-grade spiritual root, but for a boy with a rich family background and a high spirit, it is an extremely heavy blow.

For him, that kind of errand is something he would never do, and the grandparents and grandchildren inquired about the teenagers who participated in this year's opening ceremony, and most of them were middle-to-low-grade or even low-grade spiritual roots. Although every time the pulse is opened, there will be a very small number of teenagers who have opened the middle and lower grade spiritual roots, and for various reasons, they will become outer disciples, but this chance is too slim.

Moreover, even if he becomes an outer disciple, the Dao Dharma Pill that he can access is also a big deal, and there is no shortage of this kind of thing in the boy's family, and even the Kaimai Pill that others are treasures is not a difficult thing for him. The reason why he and his grandfather traveled thousands of miles from the Sequoia River Valley to the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts to open the vein was to ask for an opportunity to join the Great Sect. In this great wilderness, most of the exercises that can advance to the Golden Pill are in the hands of the seven major sects.

"Lin'er, a manly man, what is a little setback? Besides, this Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts is located in a remote area, and when judging the spiritual root, it is too heavy on yang and light on yin, and they judge you to be middle and low-grade, but this may not be the case elsewhere. There are thousands of avenues, we don't need to just go to one side, the next step, let's go to the Moon Mountain....." The old man was cheering up the boy, and he heard a commotion by the city gate in the distance.

The old man was tall, half a head taller than others, and from a distance, he saw someone posting three red notices at the city gate, which attracted everyone to watch, so that the congestion at the city gate was even worse!

The ordinary people in the wasteland are extremely illiterate, but it does not delay them from having a gossip heart. As soon as the three large red paper notices were posted, they were surrounded by people watching the excitement in an instant.

Under normal circumstances, the notices posted at the city gate are mostly bounties for the arrest of the murderers, and the colors are mostly black on a white background, and they are equipped with pictures of the murderers. Like this kind of red paper notice, it is generally good news, or business opening and other information, but it is very rare to post three in one go like today, and the people gather around the notice, talking one after another, waiting for the person who posted the notice to preach and interpret.

Attentive is only responsible for sending things down, and he can't control which things fall on whose head when he first arrives. Fortunately, the principals of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, along with the blue and the dog, are quite capable, although they are not interested in the origin of the fart spirit root of Yin Qin, but because of his quasi-true identity, they dare not slack off on what he commands.

The people who were sent to post notices everywhere were all active-minded and articulate disciples, and the Ximen side was an area that needed to be taken care of, and it was a young monk in a green shirt who was in charge of posting the notices.

There were well-informed people in the crowd, and from the green shirt alone, it was inferred that the content of the notice was extraordinary. The white-haired old man beside the boy also noticed this, and hurriedly released his senses, wanting to hear the content of the notice.

The young monk saw that everyone was almost gathered, and only then did he begin to recite the first notice, as a foundation building monk, he naturally could not shout like a common man, but secretly injected spiritual power, so that people within a radius of several miles could hear every word he said clearly. Seeing this, the white-haired old man also retracted his senses, tightened the boy's shoulders, and reminded him to listen to the contents together.

The first article read by the monk was good news, and he did not touch the official style of writing common to the Barbarian Dynasty, so he simply wrote it in a mixed manner. The title of the good news is "He Hua Civet Ancestor is happy to receive the true biography", and then he used a large section of the flower civet ancestor to blow the wisdom of the divine martial arts, after whetting the audience's appetite, only at the end of the good news mentioned that this true disciple is called Attentive, although the spiritual root is inferior, but the ancestor does not give up, with the five elements under the quality of the spiritual root, to enter the door wall of the true ancestral lineage, there is a fate to learn the supreme Taoism, and the longitudinal grass knot ring is not to repay the great grace of the ancestor.

As soon as the monk finished reading, all kinds of melons and fruits from the people eating melons were thrown to the ground. The opening ceremony of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts is the most important event in Wild Wolf Town in recent years, and all kinds of news about this ceremony, not to mention the monks who participated in it, and even the vendors and pawns on the street can also say that the head is the way.

If it is said that among these three thousand teenagers, except for the Yin bell who climbed the Blue Emperor Platform and rode away by the eagle, the most famous is the diligence of opening the fart spirit root. A fart spirit root who was rumored to be a joke in the streets and alleys has turned into a true disciple of the Flower Fox Ancestor! This news is even more exciting than Yin Ling's falling from the eagle's back halfway through the flight!

"Don't the old ancestor of the civet fox go wrong in his cultivation and hurt his brain, right?

"What do you know? I've seen it with my own eyes, although the spiritual root is not good, the person is a little white face...... Oh, mother, ......!"

Suddenly there was a scream from the crowd that was hotly discussed, and several guys who were talking about the private life of the civet ancestor had been kicked out of the city wall by the young monk one by one.

"Whoever talks about the ancestor in vain, die!" the young monk's eyes were like knives, staring at the people in horror.

Thousands of miles away, at the foot of the beaver peak, Yunshang was listening to two disciples who took care of Aman's situation talk about Aman's situation. According to what the two of them said, Ah Man is very well-behaved these days, but he doesn't touch the fishy fruit for many days, and he is afraid that he is hungry, so he swallows a low-level spirit stone as a fishy fruit in the morning.

Yunshang sighed, and was about to speak, when suddenly her eyelids jumped, and the bad feeling in the dark appeared again.