The auspicious clouds flew away from the clouds, along the coastline to the west, around a large arc, to a vast mountain range covered by clouds and mist, this mountain range is much larger than the Qingling Mountain Range, rolling and magnificent. There are countless peaks, each of which is no less than the seventy-one famous peaks of Qingling Mountain. On the mountain peak, the palace pavilions are lined up one after another, splendid and magnificent, just like the fairy palace on earth.

The monk looked at the dragon-shaped mountain range below and introduced, "This is called the Cloud Mountain Range. If the spiritual veins of the Yunmeng Continent are regarded as a sleeping dragon, the Izumo Mountain Range is located in the heart of the dragon, which has a unique advantage. When you are in the mountains, you can get the nourishment of the rich aura. Therefore, it is reasonable that the Izumo Sect can become the head of the three major forces in the Yunmeng Continent. ”

Xu Bufan lay on the auspicious clouds, holding a crystal clear branch in his arms, and there were nine snow-white fruits on the branch, Xu Bufan first picked one and stuffed it into his mouth, and then picked another one, and put it on the big tongue that the colorful giant tiger stretched out as if pleased. One person and one tiger, eat with relish.

This fruit was picked by Xu Bufan when a middle-aged monk passed by a towering snow-capped mountain.

The name of the snow-white fruit is called the Heavenly Spirit Fruit, which is the fruit of the Heavenly Spirit Tree carefully cultivated by the Snow Mountain Gate. The Heavenly Spirit Tree blooms once in 500 years, bears fruit once in 500 years, and only bears nine Heavenly Spirit Fruits each time. It has the effect of refining bones and forging tendons and strengthening the divine sense, and every one eaten can be worth thirty years of hard work for cultivators. It is also one of the main materials of a superb elixir.

It's a pity that when this kind of fairy fruit reaches Xu Bufan's mouth, there is only one evaluation: the skin is thin and juicy, it melts in the mouth, and only one a day can quench hunger and thirst.

In the past few days, Xu Bufan has eaten many similar heavenly and earthly treasures, including the red as fire, horn-like Diyan Phoenix Bamboo, the pony-shaped Ganoderma lucidum, and the round purple and black stem fruit.

Whenever he was hungry, the middle-aged monk would always be able to attract some strange-looking fruits, some from the deserted valleys, and some from the heavily guarded Xiuzhen sect.

These fruits not only made Xu Bufan happy, but even the colorful giant tigers were stained. Not only has the size increased by a few points, but it also has the magical ability to float in the air.

However, Xu Bufan didn't find any changes.

But the colorful giant tiger's eyes became more and more frightened when he looked at him, especially after seeing Xu Bufan's chest, as if he had encountered a natural enemy, he hurriedly shifted his gaze.

"Within the Izumo Sect, there is a teleportation array that connects to the world of Middle-earth. With the help of this teleportation array, the poor monk will return to Middle-earth to find old friends and help the little benefactor fulfill his wish. The request of the small benefactor was placed in the past, which was a trivial matter. But after sealing the heavens and destroying the Buddha, only that person can do it. Little benefactor, did you hear what the poor monk said?"

"Huh?" Xu Bufan was playing happily with the giant tiger, and he heard what the middle-aged monk said.

Growing up alone since he was a child, he had no playmates, which made him feel very lonely. At this time, there is a giant tiger to play with him, and looking at his excited and joyful expression, you know how happy he is.

The middle-aged monk shook his head and repeated Fang Cai's words again.

When Xu Bufan heard this, he immediately pushed the giant tiger away, stood up, looked at the middle-aged monk in a daze, and asked in a low voice, "Are you leaving?"

The monk nodded and said, "This auspicious cloud will send you back to the Qingling Mountain Range, where you grew up and embarked on the path of cultivating the truth from there." It's a blessed place for you. ”

Xu Bufan's eyes turned red when he heard this. These days, he sat in Xiangyun with the monk, traveled to most of the Yunmeng Continent, listened to the monk's preaching, understood a lot of things, and formed a deep relationship.

But the monk left to save his mother, so he bit his lip vigorously and said nothing.

The monk looked at Xu Bufan, who had a flash of wisdom in his eyes, nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "The way to cultivate the truth is to fight against the sky, advocate the weak and the strong, and go against the sky. We have passed through many places, and you have seen that only strong strength has the power to speak and control its own destiny. Although this kind of thinking deviates from the Buddhist path of poor monks, it also has its truth. And this is also the path you will take in the future. I hope that you put aside your hatred for the time being, and work hard to improve your own cultivation, if one day you can become the first person in Yunmeng, no matter how powerful the enemy is, it will not be a problem. ”

"I see. Xu Bufan pursed his lips and nodded.

The monk nodded with satisfaction, glanced at the mountains below, and said to himself, "Yunmeng Continent is just an island that has deviated from Middle-earth. Unfortunately, the people here have been isolated from the outside world for a long time, and few people know about this fact. Alas, the poor monk said goodbye, and when he arrived in Middle-earth, if there was any news, he would notify the little benefactor in time. ”

"Take the fruit and eat it on the way, and take care of yourself. Xu Bufan had a pure heart, knowing that the two would eventually separate, tears appeared in the corners of his eyes, and he handed the Tianling Fruit in his hand to the middle-aged monk, and his words were full of reluctance.

The middle-aged monk showed a kind smile, only picked a fruit from the branch, stuffed it into his mouth, and waved his hand at Xu Bufan, hiding his figure.

Xiangyun carried Xu Bufan and the giant tiger and began to speed up, flying in the direction of Qingling Mountain.

A month later, a group of people gathered at the foot of the Qingling Mountain Range, a mountain called Wuyin Peak. There are about 200 people in this group, some old and some young, some men and women, some talking to each other, some indifferent and independent, some observing others with a smile, and some sitting quietly under the tree with their eyes closed. But from time to time, everyone would glance down the stairs, as if waiting for something to happen, or someone to show up.

Among this group of people, there is a sturdy, dark-skinned teenager who is particularly eye-catching, because beside him, lies a colorful giant tiger with a length of almost five meters.

The young man is Xu Bufan, who came to learn art. And the colorful giant tiger, who has eaten a lot of treasures, has a body half a meter longer than before, and has also become a playmate of the teenager, and is inseparable from Xu Bufan all day long.

Xu Bufan gave it a name, called Tiger King.

The colorful giant tiger is now shiny with oily fur, majestic when walking, and a pair of golden tiger eyes shoot a terrifying cold light, but it is also a veritable tiger king.

Due to the presence of the Tiger King, no one dared to approach the teenager. At the foot of the crowded mountain, there was no one around Xu Bufan, which looked very strange.

Today is the ninth day for the many cultivators in the Qingling Mountain Range to recruit disciples.

Since the Lingmiao Sect, the Tiangong Sect and the Exorcism Sect are the three most powerful sects in the Qingling Mountain Range, people who are eager to learn from the master will always go to these three sects to try it first, and if they are not picked by the three major sects, they will go to other second-rate and third-rate cultivation sects to try their luck.

Therefore, when recruiting disciples in the spring of each year, some small Xiuzhen sects simply postpone it for a few days, so that the three major sects can start recruiting people after they have finished recruiting disciples. On the one hand, it is to save time and avoid trouble, and on the other hand, most of these small sects are affiliated with the three major sects, and the delay in recruiting disciples can be regarded as respect for the three major sects.

Now it is the ninth day of the three major sects recruiting disciples, and most of the people who come here to apprentice have not been selected by the three major sects and come to try their luck.

Xu Bufan is one of them.

Half a month ago, Xiangyun sent him and the Tiger King back to the Qingling Mountain Range, turning into a puff of mist and disappearing.

In order to avenge his parents, Xu Bufan was determined to embark on the road of cultivating the truth, and after learning his skills, he went to Mighty City to slash his brothers. Therefore, he and the Tiger King began a difficult journey of apprenticeship.

One person and one tiger first rushed to the most famous Lingmiao faction, and they didn't want to wait for three days, and they didn't even pass the first level of the "Spirit Bone Gate". After the Lingmiao sect monk guarding the gate confirmed that Xu Bufan had no signs of spiritual root, he blocked him from the mountain gate and was not allowed to enter the mountain.

Xu Bufan had no choice but to go to the Tiangong Courtyard, which was second only to the Lingmiao Sect, and the way of recruiting apprentices in the Tiangong Courtyard was different from that of the Lingmiao Sect, and each apprentice was given a sketch, on which more than a dozen puppet parts were painted, which could be combined into a wolf-shaped puppet. As long as two or more superfluous parts can be singled out, the apprentice can enter the second level to test whether he or she has a spiritual root. Even if you don't have a spiritual root, as long as you pass the first level, you can choose to be a technician in the Tiangong Courtyard.

Poor Xu Bufan hunted in the valley all day long, how could he have seen such a thing, and unsurprisingly fell at the first level again, and did not step into the mountain gate of the Tiangong Courtyard.

Xu Bufan had to go to the worst reputation of the Exorcism Sect, which was also one of the three major sects.

At the foot of the Gray Fog Mountain, the main peak of the Exorcism Sect, the disciple of the Exorcism Sect who was in charge of the test drew out a ghost, and was about to test the fit between Xu Bufan and the Yin Matter, but who knew that a solemn and magnificent Buddha light suddenly appeared on Xu Bufan's chest, which not only purified the ghost into ashes, but also caused the disciples of the Exorcism Sect who signed the ghost to suffer backlash, vomiting blood and falling unconscious.

If it weren't for Xu Bufan and the Tiger King who saw that the situation was not good and escaped by taking advantage of the chaos, they would have been caught by the Exorcism Sect as spies at this time and locked in a prison and tortured.

Leaving the Gray Fog Mountain, Rao is Xu Bufan has a tenacious heart, but he also feels a little disheartened. In the past few days, through contact with other people, he also knows that the most important thing to become a cultivator is to have spiritual roots.

He is an ordinary person without spiritual roots, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to become an outer disciple of the Xiuzhen Sect.

On the way down the mountain, Xu Bufan saw this group of people gathered here and had three apprenticeship experiences, and he could see at a glance that these people were waiting for the test of the Xiuzhen Sect.

This place is not far from the Gray Mist Mountain, and it is even in the territory of the Exorcism Sect, how can there be another sect.

Xu Bufan asked curiously, only to learn that this mountain is called Wuyin Mountain, and there is a sect on the mountain called Wuyin Sect, which was founded by a renegade disciple of the Exorcism Sect.

The Five Yin Sect and the Exorcism Sect began to recruit people on the same day, and today is the ninth day of recruiting disciples, and some of the predetermined and qualified ones have been picked out. Most of the rest have been eliminated by the three major sects, and I heard that the Five Yin Sect Master has a changeable temperament, and recruits disciples only based on likes and dislikes, so they came here to try their luck.

After Xu Bufan learned about it, his eyes rolled and he also joined the waiting crowd. After half an hour of waiting, more and more people came to apprentice, and it became the current situation.

Although most of these two hundred people have poor qualifications, there is not even a single person with a spiritual root. But the Five Yin Sect still sent two disciples to come and test.

The two disciples were fat and thin. The fat one was round and round, like a leather ball, with a fiery red ring knife hanging from his waist, and the thin one was like a hemp rod, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind, and the weapon was a long black whip. Both of them are Mo Zi generations, the fat one is called Mo Wen, and the thin one is called Mo Jiao, above the two of them there are two senior brothers, Mo Ting, Mo Fu, and a senior sister named Mo Nian;

These six people, known as the Five Yin and Six Sons, are the five yin sect cultivators with the highest rank in addition to the evil cult and the evil feelings, and they are also the cultivators who can barely get their hands on it.

Today, it is the turn of the two to be responsible for recruiting disciples, and to put it bluntly, the two of them choose apprentices for themselves.

The head of the Five Yin Sect is uncertain, and he rarely pays attention to the affairs of the sect, and the person who is actually in charge of the Five Yin Sect is the eldest of the six sons. Mo Ting is only in the realm of the end of the foundation building, placed in the three major sects, at most an inner disciple, so the Five Yin Sect is like an invisible existence among the many cultivation sects in Qingling Mountain, and when distributing benefits, it is often deliberately ignored, except for the spiritual rice grown by himself, which is sold to the rich merchants and nobles among the mortals, in exchange for some mundane things for the expenses of the sect, there is no other income.

In view of the embarrassment of the sect, the acting head Mo Ting had to react to the evil feelings, and after listening to the report with a heavy face, after a night of careful thinking, he summoned all the disciples the next day and announced that the expenses of all the apprentices of the Five Yin Sect in the future would be borne by their respective masters.

To put it simply, the evil spirit is responsible for all the resources needed for the cultivation of the five yin and six sons, including the teaching of exercises, spirit stones, magic weapons, etc., while the duties of the five yin and six sons are the same, responsible for teaching exercises to their own disciples, providing spirit stones, magic weapons, and so on.

After announcing this rare order from the head, Evil Affair disappeared for another two months.

Two months later, he returned to Wuyin Mountain, and the fifth disciple Mo Jian summoned up the courage to ask him for a magic weapon. Unexpectedly, the next day, Mo Tan was taken to the forbidden land of the Exorcism Sect Ten Thousand Ghost Tower, with the strength of the early stage of foundation building, he carried forward the fearless spirit of not being afraid of sacrifice and bloodshed, and bravely broke into the Ten Thousand Ghost Tower, which was discouraged during the light period.

Only three days later, Mo Jiao was brought back by evil feelings, and he changed from a sturdy man to a hemp rod. From this precedent the other five sons, again also provide any "non-points" requirements.

But their disciples are still in charge of them. Therefore, when recruiting disciples, in addition to those with qualifications and talents, they will also recruit some ordinary people with rich family backgrounds and hardships and hard work.

Therefore, on the ninth day, it was much easier for Mo Wen and Mo Jian to recruit disciples.

The two of them quickly swept around the two hundred people, first letting the people over thirty years old leave, then excluding the people who were dressed in cold clothes, and then driving away the people who looked bad, and there were less than thirty people left.

Mo Wen and Mo talked about the recruitment conditions, Xu Bufan could only meet the first one, which was already among the elimination.

However, when Mo Wen saw the Tiger King, his eyes lit up, and he leaned into Mo Xuan's ear and whispered: "Senior brother, isn't there a lack of a mountain protection beast on our mountain? This tiger is quite big, although it is not as good as the one-horned frog with a trace of true dragon blood in the Lingmiao Sect, it is not as good as the giant god soldiers of the Tiangong Courtyard, and it is not as good as the Heavenly Demon War Remains of the Demon Exorcism Sect, but it has the majesty of the king of all beasts. It looks like the situation should be raised by the black baby, why don't you just take the black baby and let his tiger guard the mountain for us, how about it?"

Mo said that when he heard this, his brows furrowed, and he said with a bitter and hateful expression: "Senior brother, this tiger is extremely big, and I am afraid that my junior brother will not be able to raise it at that time." ”

Mo Wen gently pushed him, and came up with an idea: "You are stupid, the rule of our sect is that the master raises apprentices, not to mention that even his pets are raised, you can let this kid raise them by himself." Anyway, our sect is small, and there are many beasts and birds on the mountain, so let the tigers hunt on their own. If the animals on our mountain finish eating, they will go to eat the other mountain peaks, anyway, with the prestige of our master, they will not even dare to fart if they eat them. ”

Don't talk about being honest and sincere, and your brain is not active, otherwise you wouldn't be skewered to ask the master for a magic weapon, and make it look like this. After listening to Mo Wen's words, he thought about it, and this is also the reason, so he took the lead in beckoning beyond Xu Bufan: "Oh, that black boy, come here." ”

Xu Bufan was also overjoyed when he saw Mo Jiao greet him first, and hurriedly walked up with the Tiger King, and saluted Mo Jiao in a decent manner: "Immortal Chief, are you looking for me?"

Mo Xuan looked at Xu Bufan carefully, although he looked black, he was black and healthy, he looked sturdy, and he was a good worker. He looked at the Tiger King carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "You can follow me in the future." ”

"What?" Xu Bufan was stunned and didn't react.

Mo Jian lowered his face and said unhappily: "Let you be my disciple, don't you want to?"

"Ahh When Xu Bufan heard this, he didn't understand that he had been included in the mountain gate by this Five Yin Sect. Immediately leaned down and kowtowed three times to Mo Yan, "Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship." ”

Mo Yan nodded with satisfaction and said, "You get up first and stand behind me." ”

Then he looked at a little fat man in the crowd who was dressed in rich brocade and had four old slaves waiting by his side, and beckoned again: "Oh, that little fat man, come here." ”