On this day, Qianjifang City was already overcrowded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When Wang Mu walked out of the inn, he saw a long queue of people at the end of the street.

The most conspicuous were the richly dressed young men and girls of the friars, who were more or less surrounded by servants in front of and behind, and seemed to be from some large family. Wang Mu also saw a group of brightly clad guards tightly protecting a ten-year-old girl, she should be the princess of a mortal country, and the girl had several delicate storage bags hanging from her waist, and her cultivation had reached the sixth layer of the terrifying Quenching Realm.

Seeing so many strange young monks coming to Fang City, Wang Mu suddenly remembered a word.

"The carp jumps over the dragon gate!"

Taiyi Xianmen is the largest sect in Tiannan Prefecture, with tens of thousands of years of Taoism, and there are 100,000 disciples in the door, even so, there are still many people who cut off their heads every year and want to become disciples of Taiyi Xianmen, even if it is a miscellaneous outer disciple.

100,000 disciples, of which 90,000 are miscellaneous outer disciples, and the remaining 10,000 inner disciples are the foundation of Taiyi Immortal Sect, of course, it is rumored that there are true disciples above the inner disciples, and these are not what Wang Mu and these people can look up to.

In the recruitment conference of Taiyi Immortal Gate, the first level is the Immortal Mirror.

As long as a person walks through the immortal mirror once, he has to pay a thousand spirit stones, which is the fee for immortal appreciation, and no matter who he is, he must pay it.

1,000 spirit stones, how many people have been stopped by this number, and how many people have waited for years to make up this number? In the desolate mountains, I don't know when another cold corpse remains!

But every session, nearly 10,000 people fell under this Xianxian Mirror, which shows that this magic weapon of Taiyi Xianmen is not in vain, although the competition is very cruel, but it at least gives some casual cultivators the opportunity to compete with those children of the family, so no one dares to question the authority of the Xianxian Mirror in the cultivation world!

Wang Mu did not wear a gray cloak this time, and disappeared into the bustling crowd as soon as he walked into the street.

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In the north city of Fang City, Wang Mu had come here once before, because it was a place for monks to trade, so mortals were forbidden to enter.

At the entrance of the stall trading area, Wang Mu really saw a monk in a gray-white robe, this person was an outer disciple of the Taiyi Immortal Sect.

To find out the news, of course, you have to find the right person to get something, although Wang Mu knows that there are many shops in the market that specialize in selling news, but Wang Mu is not interested in that kind of street goods.

Wang Mu observed nearby for a while, the monks who needed to set up a stall only needed to pay five spirit stones, but today it has doubled, and everyone seems to have paid ten spirit stones!

However, Wang Mu was relieved when he thought about it, as there were more and more monks in the market, those stalls would only be insufficient, and it was natural that the price would increase a little.

In order to prevent the outer disciples from abusing their power for personal gain, the Taiyi Immortal Sect arranged two disciples in this trading area, but it is unknown whether there is some agreement between them.

This outer disciple observed by Wang Mu, he has a national character face and long eyebrows, and his cultivation is also at the ninth layer of the Quenching Body Realm, and he treats people very kindly, since Wang Mu came here today, a long time has passed, and this person has rarely given foreign monks a look.

After a short while, another monk in the same costume walked from a gazebo not far away, and this person completed the handover after a few words of conversation with the monk with the face of the national character.

"Opportunity!" Wang Mu hurriedly followed.

The monk with the national character face looked a little tired, and none of the monks around him dared to go up and disturb him, but Wang Mu was the maverick one!

"Wang Mu greets senior brother!" Wang Mu stood outside the pavilion and saluted respectfully.

As soon as the monk sat down to rest in the pavilion, he heard a person outside the pavilion shout.

He had actually noticed Wang Mu a long time ago, but with their identities, he had already been accustomed to the feeling of being watched by thousands of people walking in Qianjifang City, so he didn't pay attention to it.

"This fellow Daoist, I don't dare to be this senior brother!" replied lightly with a national character face.

"This is wrong, I have been wanting to become a disciple of Taiyi Immortal Sect for many years, so calling out Senior Brother is a long-cherished wish from my heart, and I hope to forgive me if I offend!" Wang Mu looked respectful and sincerely clenched his fists in response.

"Something interesting...... Not...... This junior brother, please come into the pavilion and talk about it!" the monk with the national character face suddenly felt a little interesting, and took the initiative to invite Wang Mudao with a smile.

Wang Mu's face was happy, showing a very affectionate look, and then walked into the pavilion and sat opposite the monk with a national face.

"Under Wang Mu, I don't know what to call my senior brother?" Wang Mu said politely.

"My surname is Zhao!" The other party responded lightly, but he only said a surname, and he didn't seem to take Wang Mu's friendship to heart.

"Senior Brother Wang should have something on his mind, why don't you come and hear it?" the monk surnamed Zhao looked at Wang Mudao with a straight smile.

"That's right...... I heard that at the recruitment meeting of the Immortal Gate, everyone has to go through this immortal mirror, I don't know what is important in this?" Wang Mu asked worriedly.

The monk surnamed Zhao glanced at Wang Mu and replied indifferently: "The Immortal Mirror requires a thousand spirit stones at a time, and under the Immortal Mirror, the monk's spiritual roots, double age, luck and even birth are all hidden. ”

"So terrifying?" Wang Muxin said.

The monk surnamed Zhao saw that Wang Mu's face was different, but he smiled and said: "I see that junior brother, you are already a cultivator of the ninth layer of the Quenching Body Realm, and you are not even twenty years old, so you don't have to worry about the level of the Immortal Mirror." ”

"It's just ......," the monk surnamed Zhao suddenly thought of something and spoke.

"If it is found out by the Immortal Mirror that the monk does not have a dual spirit root, or if he forcibly cultivates to the ninth layer of the Quenching Body Realm through some secret method, the former will be divided into the outer gate and become a miscellaneous disciple, while the latter will naturally be swept away!" the monk surnamed Zhao smiled faintly.

"I see, thank you Senior Brother Zhao!" Wang Mu smiled, then took out a bottle of Ning Zhen Dan's spiritual liquid and handed it over, "This is a special spiritual tea made in Senior Brother's home, I hope Senior Brother Zhao must accept it!"

The monk surnamed Zhao glanced at Wang Mu deeply, but he picked up the jade bottle casually and looked at it, and then unscrewed the cork.

A strange fragrance wafted out of the bottle!

"Huh?" The monk surnamed Zhao's expression changed, but he took the mouth of the bottle closer, and after taking a closer look, he was surprised and said, "It's Ning Zhen?"

"Hah...... Senior brother really has good eyesight, this spiritual tea is better than the clear spirit, and it is naturally the best for self-cultivation and self-cultivation!" Wang Mu laughed loudly.

The scene of the conversation between the two was seen by another Xianmen disciple, and the monk surnamed Zhao suddenly understood, he quietly put away the jade bottle in his hand, and then said, "Thank you!"

Ning Zhen Pill is an elixir used by the ninth-layer monks of the Quenching Body Realm to increase cultivation, and Wang Mu directly sent out a bottle of Ning Zhen Spiritual Liquid, which can be worth half a month of penance for the monk surnamed Zhao.

The amount of spiritual fluid left by Wang Mu was not much, and he originally waited until he was fighting with others to take it, but today he would take it out as a last resort.

"Senior brother, there was a news from the Xianmen recently. The monk surnamed Zhao suddenly lowered his voice very low.

"I hope senior brother will give me advice!" Wang Mu was shocked in his heart, he took out a bottle of true spirit liquid to wait for this moment!

"There are too many monks participating in the recruitment conference this year, this time it is said that in addition to the Immortal Mirror, there is also a competition link, junior brother, you are careful!" said the monk surnamed Zhao.

This news is important!

Wang Mu now knows in advance that there are still more than 20 days to prepare, and he hopes to have more points.

"Thank you, senior brother!" Wang Mu's voice was very sincere.