At this time, in the sunset pavilion in the north city, a breeze hit, and the sun seemed to be absent, so the noisy scene suddenly became extremely quiet.

I saw that in the air not far away, a figure stepped into the air, but it was like an immortal descending to earth, and in the blink of an eye, it fell to the top of the sunset pavilion, and as soon as the shadow fell, it was to look around, and a stern expression made everyone stunned. This person is more than thirty years old, his body bones are quite strong, his head is full of black hair, his eyes are extremely serious, he is dressed in a pure white robe, and the right side of his chest is engraved with auspicious cloud patterns.

The selection of talents in the Tianfan Gate is in charge of the Qiyun Gate, and the disciples in the Qiyun Gate are the most in the Tianfan Gate, among which there are no less than a few hundred, and all of them are all men, and the person who came this time is He Mo, the chief disciple of Shangguan Yun, the current head of the Qiyun Gate.

Seeing that the surroundings were as quiet as a sparrow, He Mo jumped down from the Sunset Pavilion and stood on the edge of the Sunset Pavilion.

"The gods are coming," there was a surprised sound in the pavilion at this time. The sudden appearance of He Mo surprised the children in the pavilion.

He Mo also ignored this sound, and after watching for a long time, his serious expression turned to a smile. Immediately, he arched his hand to the people outside the Sunset Pavilion and said, "You have been waiting for a long time."

Hearing that He Mo spoke, the people outside the Sunset Pavilion laughed, but they didn't dare to say more, for fear of saying the wrong thing. For this He Mo Daochang, the people of Beicheng are already quite familiar, this He Daochang has come to Beicheng no less than ten times, for this He Daochang, almost no one in Beicheng knows, it is a living immortal, it is a master of the world, but where there are any problems, difficulties, it will definitely help, although usually a serious face, but the heart is like the living Bodhisattva, now it is the representative of the North Gate under the Tianfan Gate.

"Without further ado, the election will be held now, so as not to delay everyone's time" He Modao, the stern gaze still looked around.

At this time, some people in the crowd also opened their mouths one after another, "Where and where"

At this time, a white-haired old man in his seventies stood out in the crowd outside the Sunset Pavilion, holding a cane. This person is the person who is responsible for gathering children in Beicheng through the Tianfan Gate, also known as the Jutong Taoist, this person had apprenticed to the Tianfan Gate Qiyunmen when he was young, and then for some reason, he couldn't help but be expelled from the Dao Gate by the Tianfan Gate, and then settled in the North City, and the person himself also learned the Daoist technique, although he was the one who was expelled, but he was still respected as the Taoist. Although the age difference between the two is more than double that of He Mo, the old man still nodded respectfully towards He Mo, and then approached He Mo's side and said, "Daochang He, all the people who have reached the age of fifteen in Beicheng this year are all here, and I also ask Daochang He to look at them" After that, he took out a piece of paper full of names and handed it to He Mo.

He Mo nodded, took the paper, and after reading it, he began to call out his name word by word.

"Yau Dahua"

At this time, a child in the pavilion ran to He Mo's side, lowering his head and not daring to look at He Mo.

He Mo was not surprised, and directly put his hand on the child's heavenly spirit cover, and then shook his head and said, "Stand behind me"

People have seven souls, the heavenly spirit cover is the existence of the main soul of the person, the main soul of the person, the other six souls are the upper three souls and the lower three souls, the upper three souls are the wandering souls, each of which sees, hears, and senses, and the lower three souls are the guardian souls, each of which walks, walks, and rests. If the main soul is not good, it is difficult to make a road.

As soon as He Daochang's words fell, there was already a couple outside the sunset pavilion at this time who was disappointed, staring at the unsuccessful child, but there were some tears in their eyes. As Daoist He said, standing behind him is losing the qualification to enter the Tianfan Gate.

The election of Tianfanmen has always been like this, if it is a person with mediocre qualifications, let it be called behind him, and if it is a person with extraordinary qualifications, he will stand on his right hand.

With He Mo's scream, the scene became more and more tense, and more than ten names were called in a row, and the result was that they were all standing behind He Mo, and the parents of the children who had not been called by name had their bodies trembling at this time, and their breathing was accelerating, as if the next child of theirs was also like the more than ten children, standing behind them.

"Forest Dog"

As soon as He Mo's voice fell, a little fat man in the pavilion quickly ran to He Mo's side, but this person was not as shy and afraid as others, but smiled at He Mo, "Immortal, I want to enter the Tianfan Gate, I want to kill demons and eliminate demons."

Hearing this, He Mo also nodded with a smile, and then put his hand on Lin Gouzi's heavenly spirit cover, but then there was a smile on his face, and he nodded and said, "Yes, Lin Gouzi, stand on my right hand."

At this time, a middle-aged man outside the Sunset Pavilion heard He Daochang say this, but the tension in his body disappeared immediately, and his mood seemed to soar into the sky, and after a moment of excitement, he shouted, "I'll just say that my dog can do it" After speaking, he laughed.

The parents of the children who were unsuccessful were envious when they saw this, but so many people were only chosen by Lin Gou, which was too unexpected.

"I didn't expect that your stupid dog could be chosen, God doesn't have long eyes," a middle-aged man standing next to Lin Gou'er's father said to the extremely excited old Lin, but his eyes were extremely unwilling.

Lao Lin didn't pay attention to what the man said, the scene that should have been angry, but he laughed and hung up, and the scene at this time was enough to prove everything.

Seeing this, He Mo also shook his head with a smile, and then called famous again.

"Yang Dao"

At this time, a tall child in the pavilion ran to He Mo's side nervously, but he also looked at He Mo and couldn't speak. He Mo just put his hand on Yang Dao's Heavenly Spirit Cover, but after a while, there was an indecidable meaning in his eyes.

Although this person's qualifications are not as good as Lin Gouzi, it is still a desirable talent, and now there is only Lin Gou'er on the right hand, so he can't always be in vain, since this is the case, he will first bring it back to Baihumen and then make a decision. Thinking of this, He Mo called out lightly, "Yang Dao, stand on my right for the time being"

Hearing this, Yang Dao's father seemed to have taken a reassuring pill at this time, but he was obviously calm, just because He Dao's long words contained the word temporary, and he was still undecided in his heart, and he didn't know whether it would work or not.

Those people outside the pavilion cast envious eyes one after another, and there were two words in the long words of He Dao, but compared to other children, there was more hope. Yang Dao's father didn't pay attention to those envious eyes, there was no joy, and his eyes were a little dignified.

Subsequently, there were no less than 30 people called by He Mo, but except for Lin Gou'er and Yang Dao, only two people stood on his right hand for the time being, and this election ended in He Mo's shouting.

This result is not unexpected, remembering that in the fifteenth year, He Mo, who came to Beicheng to select children, came to space-time space at that time, and went to space-time, and now this situation is a little tossing and turning compared to that year.

Those who were not selected left with their children, coming with confidence and leaving with heartbreak. The defeat this time is that there is no chance to come to the election, and as for the cultivation of the world, it is also a sudden birth.

Just when He Mo was about to lead the four people to leave, he suddenly heard a cry for help from the river pond not far away, seeing this, He Mo is body swept away, and flew to the place where the cry for help came, only to see a ten-year-old child fall into the river, and the woman who was 4 or 40 years old by the river pond was anxious at this time, and then there were bursts of cry for help in her mouth.

He Mo didn't make much movement at this time, just paddled across the water like a dragonfly and grabbed it. Standing beside the woman.

At this time, the woman was also as if frightened, staring at He Mo for a while without speaking, and hugged him tightly.

He Mo saw the ten-year-old child at this time, his eyes were green with blue, blue with purple, and he immediately swept over the meaning of fright, that is, he put his hand on his heavenly spirit cover, but He Mo was shocked back several steps as if he was hit by the thunder and lightning.

He Mo had an indescribable feeling at this time, his hands trembled, staring at the child and unable to speak, this child had such a powerful main soul at such an age, this was too incredible.

"Thank you to the immortals for rescuing" At this time, the woman also came back to her senses, grabbed the child and nodded to He Mo.

"This person is your child, dare to ask the noble lady's name," He Mo said.

"Poor girl Ma Shurong, this person is the son of a poor girl, named Luo Weidao" Ma Shurong said, wiping away the tears in her eyes.

He Mo stared at Luo Weidao, speechless for a while. The trembling hands still never stopped.

"Dare to ask where the noble lady lives" He Mo said, and then forcibly suppressed the trembling hands and arched his hand towards Ma Shurong.

Ma Shurong pointed to the thatched hut not far behind, where the Luo family now lives.

Looking at the place that Ma Shurong was referring to, He Mo's eyes were also a little surprised, remembering that back then, the Luo family was a grain merchant, and the place where he lived was extremely luxurious, but now he lived in a grass house, could it be that he met a robber or had a big misfortune, thinking of this, He Mo didn't dare to ask more, for fear of mentioning Ma Shurong's sad past, and after saying goodbye to Ma Shurong, he led the four children to leave here like a fairy driving the clouds. Only Luo Weidao and Ma Shurong, who looked puzzled, were left.

He Mo looked at that Luo Weidao from a distance, but the intention of accepting disciples rose in his heart, and he had this main soul at such an age, which was unheard of in any period.

Looking at He Mo and the four children who were gradually disappearing, Ma Shurong picked up Luo Weidao, and after a few sighs, he walked to the grass hut not far away.