A smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Mo's mouth, how could this formation that relied on the direction of gossip to confuse mortals trap himself?

It's just that as soon as Zhang Mo stepped into the ecstasy array, he felt a trace of cold air, and at the same time, there was a faint sound of ghosts crying wolves around him.

No, this Ecstasy Array actually opened the killing move inside! Although he didn't know what this killing move was, Zhang Mo's face sank suddenly, he didn't know why the Ten Thousand Swords Gate would open the killing move in the Ecstasy Array, but now he could only take one step at a time.

In the original white mist, there were evil ghosts that appeared one after another, these evil ghosts all opened their teeth and claws, and their expressions were fierce, some had no heads, some only half-pulled their bodies, and some directly carried their bloody heads and jumped towards Zhang Mo's side.

Although Zhang Mo didn't care about these illusions, and even if these evil ghosts were real, Zhang Mo would not be afraid, but if he was too calm now, it would definitely arouse the suspicion of Wanjianmen, so Zhang Mo didn't want to show a look of 'fear'.

Then Uncle Tang, who was watching the show in front of the Ecstasy Array, watched Zhang Mo run 'crazy' in the Ecstasy Array with a gloomy face, and the direction where he ran happened to be one of the exits of the Ecstasy Array.

In just a moment, Zhang Mo rushed out of the Ecstasy Array as if he had 'stumbled into it by mistake'.

As soon as Zhang Mo came out, he sat down on the ground, with a look of 'confusion' on his face and asked, "Where am I, who are you?"

After saying these two sentences, Zhang Mo closed his eyes without thinking, and his body lay straight on the ground.

Tang Hui's face was already sinking like water, if it weren't for the two mountain guarding disciples next to him, he would have personally taken action to give this lucky kid the result.

"Uncle Tang, what do you think we should do now?" one of the mountain guarding disciples asked.

Although Tang Hui's teeth itched with hatred, he had said before that if Zhang Mo passed this 'added version' of the ecstasy array, he would be exempted from the test and directly enter the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, so naturally he couldn't break his word this time.

"Take him to Ma Yan's place to register and make a register. Tang Hui's expression returned to normal, and then he took out a white paper crane from his arms and put it on his mouth and whispered, and then let go of the paper crane, and a blue light appeared on the paper crane and shot directly into the mountain gate and disappeared, and then Tang Hui pointed to one of them and said: "I have already made the situation clear in the sound transmission of the flying crane, you can take someone with you." ”

After Tang Hui finished speaking, he didn't wait for the two mountain guards to reply, and walked out of the ecstasy array to the outside, and disappeared after a while.

Although Zhang Mo, who was lying on the ground, didn't know the reason for this, he also remembered the voice of the person 'Uncle Tang' in his heart, after all, the killing moves in the ecstasy array were activated by this Uncle Tang.

The two mountain guards looked at each other and were silent for a moment, then sighed together.

"We are all disciples who don't have a backstage, otherwise we wouldn't have been sent to guard the mountain gate, if we have the opportunity to cultivate, who wants to be here." As soon as this new little brother came, Uncle Tang was unhappy, and I am afraid that it will be difficult in the future. ”

"The avenue is vast, the way of heaven is ruthless, with your and my qualifications, I'm afraid that nine times out of ten it will turn into a handful of loess. ”

The two sighed infinitely, because both of them had no backstage and their qualifications were not outstanding, so they could only be sent to guard the mountain gate.

And the sect also needs such people to do some chores, after all, it is impossible for a huge sect to bury all people in penance, in that case, the new disciples will have no one to guide them, there will be no spirit stones for the disciples to receive, and no one will do the chores, and a sect will not be able to exist.

Of course, although these people had complaints, they also knew that if they left the sect, it would be impossible for them to go further in their cultivation.

Because most of the sects will be selected in some cave blessed land, this kind of place has a strong aura, and cultivation is twice the result with half the effort, ordinary places will not have such a strong aura, and some powerful sects will set up a spirit gathering array in the sect, this kind of formation can condense the aura within a hundred miles of the surrounding area to the place where the formation is located.

However, the spirit gathering arrays of most sects can only condense a small part of the spiritual energy, if the surrounding spiritual energy is extracted excessively, it will definitely lead to major changes in the surrounding environment, at least the grass and trees will wither, the flowers and plants will wither, and the heavy will be the death of people and animals, and it will turn into a dead place without any living things within a hundred miles.

The result of this is said to be a curse, and although no one has seen it with their own eyes, basically no sect dares to mess around.

However, some Demon Dao cultivators don't care too much, so occasionally some Demon Dao giants will directly drain the spiritual energy within a hundred miles in order to quickly improve their cultivation or for other reasons.

Of course, most of these demonic giants were wiped out by righteous people after doing so, which seemed to confirm the saying of heavenly damnation.

After the two mountain guarding disciples sighed, one of the emaciated people squatted down and put his palm on Zhang Mo's forehead, and after a flash of blue light, Zhang Mo felt a cool air flow enter from his forehead and instantly swam around his meridians.

Zhang Mo secretly called himself cool, this kind of air flow is the qi that immortal cultivators have worked hard to cultivate, with this qi, immortal cultivators can use all kinds of incredible spells, and they can even cleanse their muscles and cut off their marrow, and prolong their life.

"Are you ......?" asked Zhang Mo, pretending not to know.

The mountain guarding disciple who injected qi into Zhang Mo's body withdrew his palm and said, "My name is Qian Feng, his name is Wang Bao, congratulations to the little brother who is about to become a disciple of our Ten Thousand Swords Sect." ”

Then Zhang Mo pretended to be a kid from a mountain village who didn't know anything and deliberately asked a lot of common sense questions, and at the same time, the mountain guard disciple named Qian Feng also patiently explained some basic common sense of Wanjianmen to Zhang Mo.

After some preliminary conversations, Zhang Mo also had a general understanding of the basic situation of Wanjianmen.

This Ten Thousand Swords Sect can also be regarded as a medium-sized sect of cultivating immortals, but because there have been no disciples with amazing qualifications in recent years, the younger generation of the sect is not strong enough, and if it continues like this, the sect will definitely drop a notch and become an inferior sect.

Among the sects, the head of the sect is respected, and of course, there is also the Council of Elders, and there are three major hall masters under the head of the sect, and all three of them have the cultivation of the Jindan period. The only one who has the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage is the Great Elder who has been in retreat.

The disciples in the door are divided into several grades: registered disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples, elite disciples and in-house disciples, and it can be seen from the name that the strength of the registered disciples to the in-house disciples is arranged in a ladder-like manner, and the higher the strength, the stronger the strength.

"Come on!" Qian Feng slapped the long sword behind his back, and the huge wide iron sword flew out of the scabbard directly, and at the same time floated steadily in mid-air, Zhang Mo showed a curious look on his face after seeing it, Qian Feng pulled Zhang Mo and jumped on the flying sword and said: "Little junior brother, you hold on to my clothes, don't move around later, if it falls, it will be bad." ”

Qian Feng chatted with Zhang Mo for a while, because Zhang Mo naturally knew how to speak in his two lives, although Zhang Mo was not officially enrolled as a disciple of Wanjianmen for a while, Qian Feng also called him a little junior brother, obviously in his heart he already agreed with this sturdy-looking and honest little junior brother.

"Thank you, senior brother, for reminding me. Zhang Mo replied loudly, and at the same time sighed secretly in his heart: Hey, if I had taken refuge in a sect as a backer before, how could I end up like this?

In the previous life, Zhang Mo was a mere casual cultivator, although he formed a golden pill, but because of insufficient resources, the cultivation method was not strong, plus he was obsessed with alchemy, and finally because of an unintentional nameless immortal decision, because of a friend betrayed, and was secretly besieged by a cultivator sect, he had no choice but to reincarnate with hatred.

For this reason, after Zhang Mo recovered his memory, he decided that this time he must worship the Immortal Cultivation Sect, even if he is alone, even if he cultivates highly, he is easy to be besieged and plotted, and all kinds of resources are scarce, it is difficult to have too high achievements.

And the reason why Zhang Mo chose Wanjianmen is that Wanjianmen is close enough to Zhangjiaao Village, and the other is that this sect has declined in his previous life, so the requirements for recruiting disciples are also greatly reduced, otherwise with Zhang Mo's qualifications, he will definitely not be able to enter some powerful sects.

"Little junior brother, we have arrived. Qian Feng helped Zhang Mo get down from the flying sword, and when he saw Zhang Mo's somewhat confused eyes, he thought he was frightened, and immediately shook Zhang Mo lightly and said.

Zhang Mo recovered from his memories at this time, and said with a somewhat honest smile at the moment: "Let Senior Brother see you laugh, I was a little frightened just now." ”

"I think I was worse than you in flying swords for the first time. Qian Feng chuckled and said, "I remember that my legs were as weak as noodles at that time, and I couldn't stand up at all." ”

Zhang Mo didn't answer, but looked around, because he was distracted by the previous events just now, so he didn't pay attention to where he came, but at this moment, he just took advantage of Qian Feng to step forward and chat with the green-robed man sitting cross-legged on a futon in front of him and looked around.

It's so big! Rao had prepared it before, and Zhang Mo was still stunned by this room that was half the size of Zhangjiaao Village.

Of course, the reason why this place is so big is because there are items such as clothes and waist cards that beginner disciples need to receive, and Zhang Mo also saw with sharp eyes that there was a cyan halo blocking it in one place, and the things placed in it were obviously not ordinary things.

"Senior Brother Zhang, come here, this Senior Brother Ma Yan will give you the things you have started, of course, he will also arrange a place for you to live, and after meeting the master in a few days, Senior Brother can officially become a registered disciple of Wanjian Sect." After Qian Feng finished speaking, he patted Zhang Mo on the shoulder before turning around and leaving. "I am also responsible for guarding the mountain gate, so it is inconvenient to leave for too long, and I will definitely see you again in the future if I have the opportunity. ”

"Senior Brother Qian walks slowly. Zhang Mo also had a good impression of this Qian Feng in his heart, after all, he took care of himself very much from the beginning, and Zhang Mo also fully felt the feelings of the junior brothers in the sect.

But before he could finish sighing, a cold voice immediately sounded: "Names, ages, and origins are reported one by one!"

Zhang Mo's heart sank, knowing that the senior brother Ma Yan in front of him with a pig's waist face was probably a little dissatisfied with himself, but Zhang Mo didn't pay attention to it, just honestly reported his name and age, without showing the slightest dissatisfaction.

Ma Yan glanced at Zhang Mo with some surprise, he originally thought that his attitude would make the other party at a loss, after all, this guy in front of him was a peasant boy who came out of the farm, but at this time, Ma Yan didn't have the time to pay attention to Zhang Mo.

Hmph, if I offend Uncle Tang, I will definitely not have a good life in the future, I don't want to get into trouble. Ma Yan sarcastically said in his heart, self-preservation is the foundation of survival.

Next, Ma Yan entered Zhang Mo's name into a white and flawless jade slip as quickly as possible, and at the same time handed Zhang Mo a cyan robe, a dull storage bag, a dark iron waist card, and a book of Wanjianmen's entry-level exercises "Wanjian's Heart Method" and other things, and handed Zhang Mo a jade slip of the general outline of Wanjianmen's entry instructions to Zhang Mo, and hurriedly sent Zhang Mo away.

After feeling Ma Yan's indifference, Zhang Mo did not use his hot face to stick to others, and his attitude naturally did not have much respect, which made Ma Yan's heart even more unhappy.

"By the way, Uncle Tang said in the Feihe Transmission that you would go to his cave to wait for him after receiving the things. Ma Yan said with a gloating smile, which made Zhang Mo, who had just walked to the door, look gloomy and a little stagnant, but then left as if nothing happened.