Mo Xian suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, the next moment, Mo Nian's center of gravity was unstable, as if he was blown up by a gust of wind, and he was about to fly out on the spot.

Mo Xian's blood soared on the spot, and a thought flashed, "Despicable!"

Mo Xian thought that this game was "fair", but now someone is disrupting the situation, which makes him very annoyed.

At this moment, an old man holding a pale yellow gourd on the stairs, stroked his white beard with his left hand, but his right hand was facing Mo Nian's direction.

This Mo Nian immediately stood firm, and Mo Nian and Mo Chong were shocked by this sudden situation.

The onlookers on the stairs and below were also curious.

Mo Xian breathed a sigh of relief, while the old man looked at the old man with the gourd, and showed an unhappy look, "What do you mean?"

"You can choose someone in advance, I can't?" After speaking, the old man with the gourd waved it, and that Mo Nian fell in front of him.

That Mo Nian's mind was on Mo Chong at the moment, so he was about to walk over, but the old man smiled and said, "When you get here, you can't make any more moves!"

Mo Nian was unwilling, and Mo Xian knew that this was Mo Nian's chance, so he hurriedly shouted to Mo Nian, "Stand up!"

Mo Nian only listened to Mo Xian in this life, especially at this moment, Mo Xian had a hint of hatred for iron and steel, which made him a little aggrieved, but his eyes still did not forget to look at that Mo Chong.

Mo Chong breathed a sigh of relief, and provoked that Mo Nian, "Sooner or later, one day, I will kill you!"

"Who is afraid of whom!" Mo Nian was not afraid at all.

Seeing that the two were about to have a war of words, the fat man who presided over the selection smiled, "Time is running out, there is still a position, everyone hurry up!"

As soon as these words came out, those who were still healing or watching quickly began to flock again.

Mo Xian looked at the old Tao and Mo Xin curiously, and wondered in his heart, "That old Tao, why do you listen to Mo Xin so much?"

Mo Xin is just a person who practices Qi in the Eight Realms, but he is favored by the old Tao, and as long as Mo Xin speaks, this old Tao will help, which is not as simple as it seems.

While Mo Xian was wondering, this conference was gradually coming to an end.

"Okay, it's over!" the fat man smiled, and the stairs were not full, but there were eighty or ninety people.

The men were overjoyed and cheered, while the faces of the people at the bottom of the stairs were ugly.

"Now, it's up to a few of our sects to select the disciples!" After the fat man finished speaking, he divided these people with those people from the Immortal Sect.

Although Mo Chong was not with that old man, he was taken by an old man with a cloak and a red robe.

This was naturally very happy for Mo Chong, because he had finally entered the Immortal Gate smoothly.

As for the others, they were also very happy, and the fat man looked at everyone and smiled, "If you want to say goodbye to your relatives and friends, hurry up, otherwise you won't know when you will be able to meet!"

After a while, some people went down the stairs to say goodbye to their relatives and friends, but that Mo Nian thought of something, and quickly looked at the old man with the gourd and asked, "Senior, can you build Jidan for me?"

As soon as these words came out, those people at the top of the ladder looked at Mo Nian curiously, and Mo Xin and the others knew what they were going to do, so they were immediately unhappy.

But the old man of the gourd looked at Mo Nian suspiciously, "With your talent, as long as you cultivate a little, you will definitely be able to build a foundation in less than a year." ”

"I'm for my father-in-law!" Mo Nian looked at the lonely man standing there.

The old man of the gourd glanced at Mo Xian, but he was a little helpless, "Tsukidan is only useful for people who are sixty years old before, and after the age of sixty, it is just a pile of dirt!"

"What?" Mo Nian was shocked, and Mo Xin and the others were overjoyed when they heard it, and as for the old man, he didn't forget to ridicule, "At this age, let's wait to be buried in peace!"

But the old man with the gourd couldn't bear to continue to hit Mo Nian, so he had no choice but to take out a small bottle, "There are ten Tsukidans here, so I should give you a meeting gift!"

Mo Nian didn't care if it was useful or not, he quickly grabbed it, and then quickly came down the stairs.

But the old man of the gourd sighed helplessly, "Maybe goodbye, it's the separation of yin and yang!"

Not only the old man of the gourd, but also those people from the immortal sect think so, after all, at Mo Xian's age, half of his feet have already entered the coffin.

However, Mo Xian was very calm, and when Mo Nian came down with the pill, his eyes were already red, and tears couldn't help but flow out, "Father-in-law, this." ”

"You've done a good job!" Mo Xian handed him the "pheasant" and smiled with satisfaction.

But, the senior said. When Mo Nian thought of this, tears fell even more.

Mo Xian carefully accepted the pill bottle, as if he had picked up a "life-saving medicine", but in the eyes of Mo Xin and others, Mo Xian could not escape death in the end.

But Mo Nian put down the "pheasant" uncomfortably, hugged it directly, and cried, while Mo Xian smiled comfortingly, "What are you crying about?"

"It's all useless!"

"You are now a member of the Xianmen, why are you still like a child?" Mo Xian couldn't stand it.

When Mo Nian heard this, he immediately let go of his hand and shook his head, "No, I won't go to the Immortal Gate, I, I'm going to serve you and send you to the end!"

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted countless heated discussions, "This guy is crazy, right?

"It's the first time I've heard of someone who doesn't want to enter the Immortal Gate!"

"It's weird!"

Not only these people, but even those people from the immortal sect on the ladder also ridiculed, but the old man of the gourd smiled with relief, "A rare filial son!"

Mo Xian's face immediately became gloomy, and he stared at Mo Xian, "If you still recognize me as a stepfather, go up immediately, immediately!"

"Father-in-law, I!" Mo Nian was anxious, and everyone didn't expect Mo Xian to drive Mo Nian away.

Mo Xian knew Mo Nian's character, if he wasn't ruthless, he wouldn't leave, so Mo Xian said angrily, "Do you want to see me angry to death?"

Mo Nian had already cried with a face, but he didn't want to see Mo Xian being angry to death, so he retreated step by step, and finally knelt down and kowtowed to Mo Xian several times.

Mo Xian's eyes flickered like something, but he still shouted with a straight face, "Go!"

Mo Nian's forehead was bleeding, and the old man with the gourd sighed helplessly, and a force lifted Mo Nian up, Mo Xian saw this, and quickly picked up the "pheasant" and threw it to him.

"Seeing it is like seeing a father!"

Everyone wondered what kind of farewell gift this was, and this secret was only known to Mo Xian and Mo Nian, so Mo Nian hugged the "pheasant" and fell in front of the old man with a howl.

The old man of the gourd threw out the gourd, and after the gourd became bigger, the old man of the gourd took Mo Nian and some disciples and flew away from here.

Mo Nian's cry still sounded in the sky until it disappeared.

Mo Xian sat down weakly, and then fell there, his eyes closed, as if he was in a hurry and hung up.

Mo Xin and the others knew that Mo Xian's greatest wish was to get Zhuji Dan to continue his life, but now that their hopes were shattered, it was equivalent to asking for Mo Xian's life.

Therefore, these people thought that Mo Xian was no different from death, so they left one by one.

When these people from the Immortal Gate disappeared one by one, a loud voice echoed everywhere, "Within one hour, leave here, otherwise one will die!"

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly left, but some people looked at each other, and then walked to Mo Xian's side, wanting to take "Tsukidan" from him.

But Mo Xian suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and deliberately spread his momentum, as if nothing had happened.

Those who were plotting against each other didn't expect Mo Xian to pretend to be dead, so they turned around one by one in fright.

Someone shouted, "He, he's not dead!"

For pretending to be dead, Mo Xian is also helpless, otherwise, with the relationship between Mo Xin and that old way, Mo Xian is really afraid that the old way will make a move, and he won't know how he will die when the time comes.

However, at this time, the stairs scattered one by one, and once again turned into countless stones and floated around.