Fifty outer disciples were neatly arranged, they were the winners of the outer door competition, Mo Xian was in the middle of it, he was ranked sixteenth in the big competition this time, which was not outstanding, but also left an impression.

Dabi's reward has been issued, the top ten prizes are rich, especially the first place, not only rewarded with a thousand Lingbei, but also rewarded a high-grade magic weapon, as the sixteenth, Lingbei is only two hundred, and the magic weapon is also a low-grade magic weapon, only at this time, Mo Xian regretted it a little in his heart, but after thinking about it, his goal was achieved, and he left it behind.

The head of the sect, Liu Xiazi, stood in front of the main hall, there were eighteen steps under his feet, and below was the square, and the fifty outer disciples did not have a single voice, listening to the head of the sect to give them a lecture.

"You are the elite of the outer disciples, but it is not enough, the elite needs to be honed more, from now on, you will enter a year of training, this time the time is advanced, because there is an organization in the world, mortals only know that it is a killer organization, but they don't know, it is a demon organization, it is the Yama Temple, we are invited to eliminate the demons, the Yama Hall is not eliminated for a day, and the world will not be peaceful for a day..."

The long speech of the head of the sect made the team of fifty people high, Mo Xian felt a little uneasy in his heart, he was originally a killer of the Yama Palace, and he knew that there were masters in the Yama Palace, but he didn't expect that the Yama Hall could actually make the two sects of Taoism and Buddhism so prosperous.

Fifty people are divided into five teams, each team has a captain and a deputy captain, served by the top ten people, Wei Qing, the captain of Mo Xian's team, Wei Sen, the deputy captain, eight team members, one of whom is a woman, with bright eyes and bright teeth, a smile, her name is Xie Cao'er, and the other six people, Nie Yun, Lian Shan, Hai Tianchou, Huangfu Ran, Liu Changsheng and Yu Wuchun.

"Everyone gathered here at three o'clock in three days, first dealt with their own affairs, and then dispersed. Wei Qing glanced at the team members and said.

Mo Xian went to the market, he had hundreds of spirit shells by his side, bought some spirit runes, and bought a set of six-needle magic weapons at a small stall, which was a low-grade magic weapon, and cost him nearly a hundred spirit shells, this set of needle magic weapons was a little rough, but Mo Xian felt a little kind, so he bought it.

He has a magic weapon, it is a small seal, a thick soil seal, is the prize for him to participate in the competition, the name is very atmospheric, a certain level, both offensive and defensive, pay more attention to defense, Mo Xian has refined it, that small flag, I don't know what quality, it is estimated that it is not high, Mo Xian forgot it, and although the name of this set of Liuhe needles is good, it is used in sneak attacks.

Really used to attack, Mo Xian still believes in his sword, although it is a mortal soldier, but Mo Xian has half of his kung fu used on it, his spells currently see, only one method can kill the enemy, the rest of whether it is fogging, or flying steps, or ecstasy, are auxiliary spells.

Mo Xian quickly arrived at the place where he lived, the surroundings were quiet, the dusk had already closed, Mo Xian stood suddenly, he heard a sound, and faintly felt an extremely faint murderous aura flash.

He quietly pinched a trick in his hand, but did not start, and his back was slightly raised, like a beast before a pounce.

A slick of silver light flashed rapidly, like an illusion, and Mo Xian clearly saw that it was a firewood knife.

Mo was idle, he flew out of the sky under his feet, the seal in his hand was raised, his body flashed, and then a thick fog rose, and his figure immediately disappeared into the fog.

The silver light was cut into the air all of a sudden, and the face of a man in black couldn't be seen clearly at all, seeing that Mo Xian was stealthy by using the fog, and with a move of his hand, the wind suddenly rose, and a gust of wind blew the fog away.

Mo Xian suddenly appeared, his feet seemed to be left instead of left, like right not right, stabbing sword style, like a spring dream without a trace, the sword had arrived in front of the man in black, this sword, integrated into the wood-cutting work, made people unavoidable.

Everywhere the sword passed, the man in black suddenly seemed to have an inspiration, his body was slightly deflected, the sword actually missed, and before he could see what was going on, the man in black moved and disappeared at once.

Mo Xian was taken aback, he didn't know who the man in black was, and the sword he was going to kill actually missed.

He felt a slight numbness behind him, not good, his mind moved, the thick earth mark moved, and the thick yellow light suddenly protected him, and at the same time, his left hand was raised behind him, and the Liuhe needle was shot.

The Liuhe Needle has not yet been refined, but it does not affect his use of the Liuhe Needle as a hidden weapon.

As soon as the Liuhe needle was shot, the six subtle blue lights flashed, and there was no trace, he was taken aback, and the yellow light of the thick earth seal behind him collapsed, and a firewood knife was already resting on his neck.

He felt a chill in his neck, but there was no pain, and he turned around slowly, and found a strange man in black holding a firewood knife, he knew that this was the standard firewood knife of Yuxian Sect, but it was just mortal iron.

When he saw that the man in black had not killed him, his mind became flexible and he looked at the man in black, but the face of the man in black could not be seen clearly, like a cloud of mist.

"Who are you?" Mo Xian asked.

"I see that you are proud, you can't even beat the shadow I created casually, and besides, the strength of the shadow is similar to yours, what qualifications do you have to be proud!" A voice sounded from the side of the road, it was the voice of the Elder of the Fa Transmission Sect.

As soon as he spoke, the man in black disappeared suddenly, and the firewood knife in his hand and the Liuhe needle fell to the ground.

Mo Xian blushed, although he didn't win the championship, it was his deliberate doing, but he was submerged in this scene, which made him sweat coldly: "Thank you for the teachings of my uncle, Mo Xian knows that he is wrong." ”

"Not only me, but also a group of elders have seen your strength, why don't you show it?"

"Uncle Shi, I am a Jianghu person, for a long time, I have developed a habit of not showing my full strength in front of others, this is just a competition, not a life-and-death fight. ”

"I shouldn't ask, but I'm curious, how did you get on the path of cultivation?" Qianxuzi added: "If it's inconvenient to say, don't say it." ”

"I, I didn't intend to meet a dying monk, got a few books, and then met Songxi Zhenren, I wanted to worship him as a teacher, he didn't agree, but taught me the way of the Yellow Court, and later, I met the seriously injured Zixiu, Zixiu entrusted me with the future, and promised me to worship the Yuxian Sect, this is my experience, uncle, don't you worry about me?"

"If I don't worry about you, I won't point you out at all, I still have this vision, you go to the Immortal Sect to avoid trouble at most, you don't have bad intentions, you have bad intentions, you can't hide my eyes at all." ”

"Thank you, uncle"

"This experience, I hope you can pass, officially included in the mountain gate, the experience is dangerous, this time the danger is greater, be careful, I am afraid that you will be proud, specially here, to give you a blow to the head, don't rely too much on external objects, practice is a process of self-transcendence, how many years, your understanding is good, don't delay, many years ago, there was a person, the same as you, but he fell, it's a pity. Qianxuzi seemed to remember the past, sighed, his interest seemed to drop suddenly, he turned around and waved his hand, and left directly.

There are strange things, although Mo Xian is silent, but his heart is shocked, he also knows that Qianxuzi has always been very good to him, maybe because of this, but it seems that he knows something, but it is not easy to explain it to the outer disciples.

Mo Xian is still very grateful to Qianxuzi, it is he who is silently guiding himself, so that he understands many mysteries that ordinary people can't imagine, even if he doesn't say it, as long as he has a heart.

Mo Xian returned to the room, sat down, and soon entered the fetal breath, the inside and outside seemed to be clear, as if there was something wrong, and there seemed to be light in the heart, but he couldn't see clearly.

After waking up, Mo Xian sighed, the fetal breath is the current realm, he is a little anxious, he wants to enter the state of inner knowledge, who knows that the more he wants to enter, the more difficult it is to enter, he thought for a while, and then got up and punched Xingyi again, and then practiced the sword, with the god of the emperor instead of the qi royal, the true meaning of the sword gradually emerged, Mo Xian was very satisfied with the swordsmanship, he was not in a hurry at all.

In the main hall of the Yuxian Sect, the head of the sect, Liu Xiazi, and several elders were present, and a dispute was going on.

"Master, are you sure you're going to do this?" asked the Hidden Voider.

"We cultivators are fighting with the heavens, all for that glimmer of opportunity, and the catastrophe is coming, so we have to think about ourselves. Liuxiazi said.

"The catastrophe of heaven and earth, no one can say for sure, there are disputes within Buddhism, why should we be involved. Elder Xuan Jingzi said.

"It is precisely because of the inaccuracy of the food that the heavens are in chaos, and it is estimated that the catastrophe has arrived, and the Buddha Gate has come out of an evil Yama Temple, which has destroyed the Guhua Temple. Liuxiazi said.

"Since this is the case, we should not send the outer disciples who are inferior cultivators to deal with the calamity. Qianxuzi said.

"It is precisely because I am not sure that I send outer disciples to go, not necessarily to kill and rob. ”

"It's not a killing robbery, it will also become a killing robbery, their cultivation is low, but the Yama Hall is a master, this is not for them to die. Qianxuzi said.

"You can't say that, except for us, many sects in the Daomen are like this, to put it bluntly, they are chess pieces, as Senior Brother Xuanjing said, it was originally a matter of Buddhism, but the situation is stronger than people, who calls Buddhism stronger than Daomen, it is not possible to not be out of people, but they can't use their real strength, so they have to send them. Liuxiazi said.

"These disciples don't know this, and that's fine, sometimes ignorance is a blessing. Elder Mingzhen said.

Qianxu shook his head and didn't speak, Liuxiazi spoke: "If they pass the test, they will be accepted as true disciples, and they will be used as seeds to deal with the killing and robbery in the future." ”

They were talking in the main hall, and the elite of the fifty outer sects didn't know, only Mo Xian faintly felt that something was wrong, and didn't know that they had been thrown out by the sect as the first batch of pawns to be robbed.

Qianxuzi sighed gloomily, he finally took a fancy to a disciple with great potential, but he faced the test of life and death, and it was the kind with little chance of survival, the enemy was not something they could resist at all, could there really be such a thing as heavenly jealousy, I hope they have their own heavenly appearance.