There has been no snow on Cuiping Peak today, but it is shivering with cold, and the mountain is wrapped in continuous thick clouds, even in the early morning, the sky is dark.

A blue rainbow broke the cloud and burst out of the clouds.

Chen Mo, who was dressed in a brand-new green shirt, stood on top of the flying sword with his senior brother, and was still a little frightened at first, but he could see the sunrise above the thick clouds, and he felt relaxed and happy.

I stayed in my own Cuiping Peak for almost a year, took care of the Lingtian at sunrise, and returned to the courtyard to practice at sunset. If it is not necessary, Chen Mo rarely goes out, and when he sees such a magnificent beauty, he suddenly realizes that the hot bun in his arms has become cold.

Looking at his senior brother standing with his hands in his hands, standing on the tip of the sword, like a fluttering immortal, Chen Mo was envious, looking back, Cuiping Peak was already far behind him, he muttered in his heart that the majestic mountain that he looked up to for his daily cultivation was now in the clouds, why was it so small?

"It's here. Ye Piaoling's whisper was still clearly audible in the galloping wind.

The flying sword gradually slowed down, and as soon as the clouds and mist dispersed in front of him, Chen Mo hurriedly looked at the immortal mountain not far away. The main peak of the empty mulberry calls the spirit of the bath, the mountain is extremely high, the peak is trapped between the clouds and mist, the edge of the cliff that the knife and axe cut is flying straight down three waterfalls, it is like the sky descending the spiritual energy and spiritual spring, the main peak bathes under it, the spiritual energy is moving. There are countless partial peaks around, but only Mu Lingfeng stands alone, standing up to the sky and the earth, and there is a feeling of stars and moons.

Senior brother said that the spirit festival is only once a year, and it is only open for one day at a time, and in addition to the heavenly grace, all the spiritual fields of the Kongsang Immortal Gate will also be inspected.

If the Lingzhi is well cared for, the Lingzhi boy will naturally have a bright face in the door, and he can get a lot of rewards, but if he is at the bottom of the line, it is not a matter to be looked down upon by other disciples, and it is very likely that he will be deprived of the identity of the Lingzhi boy and give up the Lingtian to other outer disciples.

At this annual conference, all the spirit plant boys dare not slack off. Although Chen Mo's spiritual root is of inferior quality, it is better than a pure wood spiritual root, naturally close to plants and trees, and the spiritual valley is well taken care of by him, plus the senior brother once mentioned that the spiritual valley he planted is already excellent in the sect, although Chen Mo is not full of confidence, but he is not uneasy.

The flying sword swirled down, and Chen Mo took in the entire Mu Ling Peak. The east side is a majestic building, the forehead plaque is written with the word "sacrifice hall", which enshrines the tablet of the sages of the empty mulberry, and the back is backed by the light of the rising sun, which is particularly solemn and solemn. There is also a four-legged bronze tripod outside the hall, it has to be two zhang high, the tripod body is engraved with grass and wood relief, the incense ash in the mouth of the tripod is spread, it is dyed with fire candles and sandalwood, the white smoke is faintly dispersed, and the whole dojo adds a bit of immortal atmosphere.

There is a dojo down the high platform of the sacrificial hall, hundreds of zhang square circle, all inlaid with green bricks, each piece of green brick polishing is extremely exquisite, the gap between each other is very small, the ground formed by the combination is integrated, although the years have been mottled and peeled off for a long time, but still do not have moss, so wonderful!

Although Chen Mo has been in the empty Sangxian Gate for a year and has lived in a bamboo house for a long time, how could he have ever seen such an immortal gate atmosphere?

The flying sword slowly walked outward, and under his feet he crossed a towering mountain gate, and the door opened slightly. Outside was a spiraling mountain road, and many disciples had gathered outside the mountain gate, looking up at Chen Mo and the others, their eyes showing envy.

Ye Piao's zero-control flying sword landed here, and said lightly:

"Senior brother, you have not yet obtained the status of Lingzhi Boy, and you are waiting here. ”

He took care of Lingtian for a year of hardship and hard work for the Xianmen, but he was not even qualified to enter the mountain gate, if ordinary people were angry. Chen Mo nodded as he said, his heart was calm, he already knew that his senior brother was the most disciplined, and he hadn't really entered the mountain gate yet, so he didn't feel weird.

"At the end of the conference, the Master will summon you, don't wander around. Ye Piaoling said another word, and then the sword rose into the air and went straight to the direction of the east hall.

Chen Mo listened to his senior brother's words and watched him go away, feeling a little excited. The master took himself, a beggar, up the mountain, and had a great grace, but he didn't see it for a whole year, so it is not surprising that his mood fluctuated a little.

Senior brother said that Master has obtained a rare medicine in the world, and needs to retreat to study the method of refining.

Looking around, he found that the eyes of the miscellaneous disciples of the outer gate were all on him, Chen Mo could see that it was a look with disdain, and it was also the look that he had long been accustomed to after this year. The reason for this is because he is alone in the field of Lingtian.

In the empty mulberry immortal gate, if you want to take care of the spiritual field, you must first do a few years of miscellaneous labor, learn the art of spiritual planting, and promote the spiritual planting boy in order to get a piece of the lower grade spiritual field.

Excellent outer disciples will often be appreciated in advance, and they will get a piece of inferior spiritual field to try to take care of. And not long after Chen Mo got started, before he did the chores, he got an acre of inferior spiritual land, how not to make people jealous.

He looked at the unkind eyes of the outer disciples, his face was as usual, he found a flat place on the mountain road, pulled a futon, and sat on it.

"This is that Chen Mo. ”

Not far away, an outer disciple noticed Chen Mo who was sitting cross-legged, and spoke out to his companions.

The unknown disciple raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Mo, and found that this person had a delicate face, and the green beard on his lips had just emerged, so he must not be very old.

"He is also a miscellaneous disciple, but he is the one who has to get Elder Li to divide a piece of the spiritual field?"

"Still wearing the green shirt of the Lingzhi Boy, really think that he is jumping into the dragon gate? Now it's not the same as me, I can only wait outside the mountain gate. ”

"If his acres of spiritual land are distributed to me, he will be able to produce dozens of catties of spiritual valley every year and contribute to the immortal gate. Now it's like child's play to give it to such an ignorant guy, and if it goes bad, wouldn't it be a waste of seeds?"

Although these words were sharp and harsh, they were extremely quiet, Chen Mo could guess that they were hindering the face of the senior brother and did not dare to offend the senior brother, so they were not blatant.

These people only dare to whisper and express their grievances, which is really a bit inferior, if it is an ordinary young man, I am afraid that he will not be able to hold back when he hears these broken words, and argue on the spot.

But Chen Mo had already experienced the great calamity in the world, and now he had some reasons, so he didn't say anything, so he simply let them go. In my heart, I sighed, I only heard that my senior brother had a very high status in Xianmen on weekdays, but now that I have really seen it, I found that it is far beyond imagination.

On the winding mountain road, more disciples came one after another, and some disciples wearing green shirts and dark shirts were obviously superior to others, with superior expressions, standing alone in one place, and no one disturbed them.

Chen Mo knew that these were the boys of the empty Santang.

There are three main peaks in the empty mulberry fairy gate, and the three doors are separated, the Lingzhitang boy is mainly planted, and the Danding Hall boy is mainly refined. Despite this, they are all outer doors, and now they are like ordinary miscellaneous disciples who are not allowed to enter the dojo and worship their ancestors.

The real inner disciples don't have so many trivial things, and they have a fixed amount of immortal things such as pills and spiritual plants produced in the door, and they only need to cultivate, and their status is transcendent.

And the senior brother Ye Piaoling is a disciple of the Hundred Battles Hall, and he has already entered the inner door. The Hundred Battles Hall is different from the other two halls, it does not have a list of children under the hall, and when the disciples of the inner and outer doors of Kongsang have the qualifications to enter the inner gate, they can have the right to choose to join the Hundred Battles Hall.

The main battle of the Hundred Battles Hall is the backbone of the Empty Sang Immortal Gate. In addition to cultivating and seeking immortals, they also have to learn the method of fighting with others, so their monthly income is much higher than that of ordinary inner disciples, which is really enviable.

Why didn't Chen Mo want to be like his senior brother Ye Piaoling, enter the Inner Gate Hundred Battle Hall, don't care about anything, and only care about cultivating with all his might? But he is already fourteen years old this year, according to the rules of the Immortal Gate, only when he reaches the third level of Qi cultivation before the age of eighteen can he have the qualification to enter the inner gate, and his age and realm cannot be relaxed, and if he wants to enter the Hundred Battle Pavilion, there are still many tests.

However, however......

Chen Mo secretly sighed, his spiritual root was in inferior condition, and his cultivation was already extremely difficult, plus he was not even a Lingzhi boy, and he couldn't get the elixir and spirit plant given by the Immortal Gate every month, so how easy was it to step into the third layer of Qi cultivation before the age of eighteen?

For the first time, a trace of unwillingness surged in his heart. Perhaps, diligence can make up for the shortcomings? Perhaps, I will have an inexplicable opportunity?

But thinking of this, Chen Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly, you must know that a year ago, he was just a beggar who just wanted to be alive, even if he was lucky enough to enter the immortal gate, he just wanted to get the qualification to return to the village as soon as possible.... Now, why do you have so many desires?

Could it be that the so-called heaven-forged treasure that was discovered yesterday gave him ambitions?

But what can that thing do?

"Boom!"

At this moment, a majestic bell suddenly rose from high in the sky, like a muffled thunder that shook all over the four fields, interrupting Chen Mo's thoughts. At the same time, all the disciples were shocked in unison and looked up.

I saw that the thick clouds overhead broke open, and a huge wooden boat sailed out, with gold paint all over, reflecting the rainbow, and the momentum was amazing.

"Empty mulberry thousand mountain boats. Rao is Chen Mo, who has just seen the weather of Xianmen, and now his heart is slightly shocked when he sees this giant boat.