Kun Cangzong is the first major cultivation sect in the Middle-earth Continent, and has accepted countless disciples for tens of thousands of years, many of whom are extremely talented, and eventually became the leader of the Middle-earth cultivation realm.

In a room in the inner courtyard of Kuncang Sect, Mo Xiaolou slowly opened his eyes, and he found himself lying on a wooden bed, the furnishings in the room were simple and unpretentious, but they all exuded a sense of elegance.

"What is this place? How am I here?"

Mo Xiaolou wondered in his heart, he was still in Mojia Village before he fell unconscious, and at that time, he saw with his own eyes that the steel knife of the Northern Qi soldier was slashing towards him. The next moment, he fell into endless grief, and his mother's blood-stained body slowly collapsed in front of him, and this scene was deeply imprinted in his mind.

After a while, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, slowly got up, came to the window, stretched out his hand to push the window open, and for a moment, the scene outside the window made him stunned on the spot.

As far as the eye can see, there are several huge peaks towering among the rolling sea of clouds, which are steep and steep, and they are powerful to fall. At the col, the lights are brilliant, the buildings are covered, and the beams of light rise from time to time, whistling away.

"This ....."

Mo Xiaolou never dreamed that there would be such a scene in the world.

"Squeak~" The door was pushed open.

A young man in white walked in, he was slightly stunned when he saw Mo Xiaolou standing by the window, and then said with a smile: "You are awake, little brother." ”

"Who are you? Where is this?" Mo Xiaolou saw that someone was finally coming, and hurriedly raised the confusion in his heart.

"My name is Lu Hao, and this is Kuncang Sect, a cultivator sect, huh...... It's what you often call the place where the immortals live. ”

"Cultivating immortals?" Mo Xiaolou couldn't believe his ears, could it be that there were really immortals in this world?

"Excuse me... This immortal. Did you save me?"

Mo Xiaolou didn't know what to call the other party for a while, looking at the age, the other party seemed to be a few years older than himself, but he had heard the third uncle say that it was said that immortals can stay young forever, so they can't see their actual age just by their appearance.

"Hehe, you don't have to be so polite, just call me Brother Lu, before I entered the Kuncang Sect to cultivate, just like you, I was a mortal. ”

Lu Hao's smile was particularly amiable, which made Mo Xiaolou, who had just lost his loved one, feel a burst of warmth.

"It's not that I saved you, but that the master and Uncle Zhao Yu brought you back. Now that you are sober, let me go and see them both. ”

In a quiet courtyard, Mo Xiaolou saw Zhao Yu and Mo Hua who were drinking tea. As soon as they met, he fell to his knees and kowtowed respectfully.

"Thank you both for saving your life!"

Mo Hua smiled slightly and said, "If you want to thank you, the prince of the Song Kingdom." ”

Could the legend be true, three hundred years ago, there was really a prince of the Song family who worshiped in the fairy gate. Mo Xiaolou stole a glance at Zhao Yu, only to see that he was tall, with black hair and a shawl, where did he look like a person who had lived for three hundred years.

"Mo Xiaolou, a grass citizen, would like to thank His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for saving his life. ”

"There is no prince here, just call me Zhao Yu Zhenren, let me ask you, is this thing yours?" Zhao Yu said lightly, and at the same time picked up an object from the coffee table, Mo Xiaolou recognized it at a glance, it was his strange iron piece.

"Don't be nervous, there are rules in the sect, in order to avoid the demonic path and evil flow in the entry sect, all unfamiliar things at the entrance must be carefully checked. I had noticed a strange inscription on this object, but I checked it with the elders and found nothing unusual. ”

Mo Xiaolou was stunned, when he woke up just now, he found that he had been changed into clean clothes, it must have been at that time, someone found this piece of iron in his arms.

Recalling the evil nature of this thing, he decided to keep this secret, because he had made up his mind to worship the Kuncang Sect and avenge his dead mother and fellow villagers.

"Real person, this piece of iron was obtained by accident, and it is just an ordinary fragment with a pattern. ”

"Well, no wonder there isn't a trace of spiritual power fluctuation in this. Zhao Yu glanced at the iron piece twice, and then with a wave of his palm, the iron piece automatically fell in front of Mo Xiaolou.

"The bleeding from the wound on your face has stopped, I will ask Lu Hao's nephew to prepare enough powder for you, apply it to the wound once a day, you can avoid leaving scars, if there is nothing wrong, you can go down the mountain today." ”

Mo Xiaolou hurriedly kowtowed to Zhao Yu and said respectfully: "Zhao Yu Zhenren, disciple Mo Xiaolou wants to worship under your door and practice the immortal law!"

"Do you want to cultivate the truth?" Zhao Yu stared at Mo Xiaolou and said lightly.

"The disciple's mother, as well as the villagers of the whole village, were killed by the soldiers of the Northern Qi Dynasty, the disciple must work hard to become stronger and avenge them in the future!"

"Just for revenge? How can you practice if your heart is not quiet? You may not know that the soldiers who killed your entire village have been torn apart, and your revenge has already been avenged for you. You'd better go down the mountain. ”

As soon as these words came out, Mo Xiaolou was also very shocked, those guys were already dead, how could he not know? But now he was not allowed to think about it, and hurriedly said: "Even if those people are dead, the disciples can also practice their skills, and in the future, they will protect the people of the Song Kingdom from being brutalized." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yu's heart was shocked, what the young man in front of him thought in his heart, how could it not be his wish back then, seeing him kneeling in front of him, it was as if he saw the self who had just started and was full of spirits.

Although he had already recognized Mo Xiaolou at this moment, Zhao Yu's face was still flat, and he said coldly: "Hmph!, you remember! Cultivators must not interfere in grievances between mortals, this is an iron law!" With that, he stood up and walked into the house with his sleeves brushed up.

"Real people...."

Mo Xiaolou looked at Zhao Yu's back unwillingly, clenched his fists tightly, and silently thought in his heart: "Mother, the child is useless, you can't worship in the fairy gate, and you and the villagers have revenge." ”

"Silly boy! Senior Brother Zhao didn't refuse, but agreed. You still don't thank the master!" Mo Hua said with a smile on the side, he knew in his heart that this Mo Xiaolou's qualifications were mediocre, but what he just said deeply touched Zhao Yu, after all, this junior brother was once the crown prince of the Song Kingdom. Now that the Northern Qi Dynasty has invaded the Song Kingdom, and the young man in front of him is an orphan of Mojia Village, no matter what, Zhao Yu can't bear to refuse.

After a while, Mo Xiaolou reacted and kowtowed a few times to Zhao Yu's back. He said loudly: "Disciple, thank you master for taking you in!"

Mo Hua smiled bitterly in his heart, this is really a simple child, with his heart, entering this great Kuncang Sect, I really don't know if it is a blessing or a disaster.

"Don't be stunned, hurry up and go with your Senior Brother Lu Hao to the Enlightenment Academy to get the cultivation jade slip. ”

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Since the day Kun Cangzong founded the mountain gate, the Enlightenment Institute has been established until today. This is a place dedicated to providing cultivation exercises and elixirs for new disciples.

Every ten years, Kun Cangzong will select highly qualified disciples from the countries of the Middle Earth Continent to get started, and in order to better test the potential of cultivation, a large piece of immortal test stones is specially placed in the hall of the Enlightenment Academy. As long as the person who participates in the test places his hand on it, the test stone will show the tester's spiritual root attribute and the corresponding level.

However, the matter of cultivation is extremely demanding on qualifications, and there are so many geniuses in the world who can barely pass the test. But immortality and stepping into the immortal path are too tempting for mortals. Therefore, in the past few hundred years, there have been royal families from all over the world, or wealthy chaebols have come to pay tribute to all kinds of rare treasures, in order to be able to send outstanding children in the family to the sect to cultivate the truth, even if they can only get a place for outer disciples, it is already a great honor.

Since it is still far from the day of the next disciple assessment, the Enlightenment Academy is extremely deserted. When Lu Hao led Mo Xiaolou to arrive, several outer disciples in charge of guarding were gathering together to chat, and when they saw Lu Hao coming, they hurriedly stepped forward and bowed: "I've seen Senior Brother Lu!"

Lu Hao smiled slightly, nodded in greeting, and said, "Is Elder Wang here?"

"The elder is here, senior brother, please inside. ”

There are thoughtful disciples, seeing that Mo Xiaolou behind Lu Hao has a little face, they all speculate, could it be that Master Mohua is going to add a new disciple under his seat? It's really enviable, that is Master Mohua, a super master who ranks among the top ten in the entire Middle Earth Heavenly Dao list. Who doesn't know, who doesn't know? To be able to become his disciple, presumably this young man must be a genius of cultivation, and his family must also be prominent.

Therefore, when these outer disciples looked at Mo Xiaolou, they all smiled and nodded, looking respectful.

Seeing this, Mo Xiaolou also returned the salute one by one, and he thought to himself: "This Kuncang Sect is really an immortal sect, and everyone is so respectful and polite. ”