CHAPTER XXIX

"Come with me. ”

Among those dog clans, a big man with a head completely like a dog raised a black whip and whipped the vicious dog's buttocks.

The vicious dog roared, bared its teeth, turned its head, and used its limbs together, rolling up gusts of wind, blowing up all the snowflakes around it to form a blizzard, rushing into the depths of the snowfield.

For a while, all the teenagers ran away one after another, closely following the dog people.

After about half a cup of tea, the sky gradually brightened.

The wind gradually became stronger, mixed with snowflakes and snow, which hit people's faces and hurt.

In the snowstorm, the outline of a huge palace gradually emerged in front of everyone's eyes.

Everyone gradually walked in, and the outline of the huge palace slowly became clear.

Look up.

This palace is dozens of zhang high, thick at the bottom and thin at the top, and is in the shape of a sharp cone. On the rock wall, the carved dragon and phoenix dance, among which the twelve stone pillars, the whole body is transparent, in the palace, the clouds and smoke are like the sea, the fairy bridge flies the frame, the palace is faintly visible, the weather is forested, it makes people see the awe-inspiring.

I saw inside, there is no cold of winter, white walls, green trees, red tiles, red doors, pavilions, pavilions, flower platforms, different trees, high and low are scattered, the scenery is beautiful, a small stream flows east and west, or for the fish pond, or for the lake, in which the golden scales swim fish, shining and bright. It looks a little blurry, it seems that the smoke and clouds are changing, but it is lifelike, it is a small world!

A staircase from top to bottom spreads to the feet of the people. Each step is half a zhang high and half a zhang wide. Majestic and magnificent! It is like a giant's palace, revealing a reckless and desolate atmosphere.

The fifteen hundred teenagers stood in front of the majestic palace, as small as a swarm of ants.

"What a big palace!" Long Haotian gasped, spit out a few snows, hugged his arms with both hands, and shivered from the cold, but his eyes were hot, and he smacked his lips and said, "It's the first time I've seen such a big palace." I'm afraid it's bigger than the Qingguo Palace, I don't know how many times!"

"Of course. Ye Qinghong's face was so red that she held her palms and sighed at the white mist, and then said, "This is the temple of the Penglai Peninsula!"

All outer disciples who go out of the Penglai Peninsula must come here to obtain permission from the temple. ”

Mo Bei looked at the few dog people, the vicious dogs on their horses, and a few dexterous and agile jumps, and then walked towards the temple along the steps at great speed.

"Let's go up quickly. Mo Bei's heart moved, strode the meteor, and chased up the steps.

Half an hour later, more than 1,500 young men finally climbed up the temple and came to the temple.

The light in front of him suddenly dimmed, and Mo Bei's pupils shrank, and it took a moment to get used to it. Before he could look at it, an old voice, with a slight cough, suddenly resounded throughout the hall.

"Congratulations, everybody. Become an outer disciple of the Taixu Sect. ”

Everyone looked at the source of the sound, and in the darkness behind the palace, three old men, two men and one woman, came out side by side. It seems that he is full of steps and old age, but the look between his eyebrows and his gestures give people a sense of unfathomability.

The coercion is daunting.

Ye Qinghong approached Mo Bei, pointed at one of the old men, and whispered, "Brother Mo Bei, look." That old man with a white beard fluttering and dressed in sackcloth was the famous Huo Xu Dao Master of the Taixu Sect! Don't underestimate his old man, although he is old now. But it's really a foundation to build!"

Mo Bei's heart was cold, and he cast a respectful look at the Huo Xu Dao Chief.

Ye Qinghong continued: "There are still more." That old man in a black robe and on crutches is a Tudao man! I heard my grandfather say that he is also a true cultivator of the foundation building!"

Foundation building period?

Mo Bei raised his eyebrows, and for a while, his heart became more and more awe-inspiring, and he carefully looked at the three old men present.

Looking at it, his brow slowly furrowed again, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

This Huoxu Dao Elder and Tu Dao people, the two foundation building true cultivators, have a noble status, why, but they seem to be looking at the silver-haired mother-in-law in the middle, and they are quite respectful in their eyes?

Could it be that this silver-haired mother-in-law is even more powerful?

Ye Qinghong saw his doubts, grinned, and said in a low voice: "Brother Mo Bei, you guessed it right! That mother-in-law with silver hair is Granny Shuiyue!"

"Granny Shuiyue's temper is very big, Brother Mo Bei, don't make her angry. Otherwise......" Ye Qinghong has not finished speaking.

Granny Shuiyue in the center of the hall frowned slightly, and her indifferent voice revealed a trace of unhappiness: "Who is talking?"

Invisibly, a majestic momentum suddenly emanated from his body.

In the entire hall, there was silence for an instant, and only the sound of breathing could be heard quietly. Ye Qinghong hurriedly stuck out her tongue, so frightened that she didn't dare to say more.

"The state has its own laws, and the door has its own rules. Above the main hall, noisy and noisy, what kind of system is it?" Although Shui Yue's mother-in-law is full of white hair, her skin is tender and shiny, just like a woman in her thirties. She narrowed her eyes slightly: "If there is any more loud noise, I will be severely punished with fifty whips and expelled from the mountain gate!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone who listened to them was so frightened that they bit their tongues and lowered their heads one after another, not daring to say anything more.

This Shui Yue mother-in-law is really fierce.

"Alright," Granny Shuiyue's voice slowly lowered, coughed lightly, and staggered forward two steps, her fingers tapped the void, and a stream of shadows flew out of the hall and fell into the hall.

A moment later, outside the three-zhang high hall gate, a group of outer disciples dressed in uniform black and red clothes walked in one after another.

Mobei counted carefully, and there were as many as one hundred and fifty people.

Daoist Huo Xu stepped forward and said in a loud voice: "Now, start grouping." Every group of ten people is led by a disciple of the old foreign sect. ”

"Grouping, why grouping?" asked Mo Bei curiously.

Ye Qinghong subconsciously glanced at Shui Yue's mother-in-law, and saw that she didn't look here, so she whispered like a thief:

"Brother Mo Bei, if we want to survive and cultivate on this Penglai Peninsula, we must be divided into small groups. Cultivating together, on your own, is very difficult to accomplish. ”

Long Haotian also came over, nodded and whispered, "That's right, big brother." I've heard about it. In this Penglai Peninsula, everything has to be fought for by yourself. Everyone has to go to work and earn spirit stones. Buy and practice swordsmanship and practice by yourself.

Having an old disciple as the leader of the group and leading the way to cultivation can save a lot of trouble. ”

"I see. Mo Bei suddenly realized.

I never thought that the Taixu Sect would guide the outer disciples to be such a strange method.

The more than 100 disciples of the old foreign sect all held a piece of yellow paper in their hands, and read out the names of the disciples in their group one by one.

"Long Haotian, Group 12. ”

"Asahi Prayer, Group 12. ”

“......”

"Mobei, Group 12. ”

Ye Qinghong, Group 36. ”

As soon as Ye Qinghong heard this, she was immediately anxious, her willow eyebrows were furrowed, her small mouth was pursed high, her face was full of displeasure, and she actually wanted to go over and protest with Shui Yue's mother-in-law.

Frightened, Long Haotian was sweating profusely, and hurriedly pulled her to whisper eagerly: "Ye Daxia, Grandma Ye, you be quiet! Do you still want to stay in the Taixu Sect!"

"I don't care, I don't care!" Ye Qinghong bit her red lips tightly, pursed her small mouth, and looked at Mo Bei reluctantly: "I want to be in a group with Brother Mo Bei." ”

Her demeanor, as if she had been greatly wronged, stared at Mo Bei affectionately with her smart eyes, Chu Chu was pitiful, I really felt pity.

Mo Bei was helpless, so he had to rub her smooth forehead and comforted: "It's okay." It's not that we can't see each other. It's just grouping. ”

To put it mildly, Ye Qinghong gave in and agreed sullenly.

After the two sent Ye Qinghong away, Long Haotian shrunk his neck, touched Mo Bei with his elbow, squeezed his eyebrows, and said with a wicked smile on his face: "Big brother, you are so amazing!

Mo Bei glanced at him and shook his head: "Without cultivating Dacheng, I won't consider these things." ”

"That's good!" Long Haotian's face changed as soon as he said it, and in the blink of an eye, he changed to a righteous and awe-inspiring expression, and said with a serious righteous expression: "Good man, ambitions in all directions......! Big brother, look at how that woman is, with big breasts and buttocks, it must be good to have a son......"

The angry Mo Bei wanted to kick him.

At this moment, in the crowd, a voice came again.

"Fang Luoyou, Group 12. ”

Long Haotian let out a 'huh' and scratched the back of his head: "That Fang Luoyou is also in a group with us, what a coincidence." ”

As soon as the words fell, a very familiar hearty laughter sounded behind Mo Bei.

"Haha, I didn't expect Senior Brother Mo Bei to be in the twelfth group. That's great, and in the future, we can take care of each other!"

The two turned around, only to see Fang Luoyou, who was smiling all over his face, walking towards them from the crowd, and in his hands, he was still holding two sets of brand-new Taixu Sect outer disciples to serve.

"It just so happened that I went to get the clothes. also gave a set to Senior Brother Mobei. Fang Luoyou smiled mildly and handed over the outer disciple service in his hand.

Mo Bei was a little surprised, a trace of surprise flowed in his eyes, and he said humbly: "Thank you, Senior Brother Fang." I don't dare to take care of it, and I will have to give advice from Senior Brother Fang in the future. ”

"Haha, it's easy to say. During yesterday's assessment, the swordsmanship changes deduced by Senior Brother Mo Bei were really exquisite and mysterious. I am impressed, and in the future, I have to ask for advice from Senior Brother Mobei. Fang Luoyou laughed heartily, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

"Twelve groups of disciples, assemble!"

A voice suddenly came, and when Mo Bei and the others looked back, they saw a bald young disciple in black striding over.

Every step he took was as steady as a rock, and he walked like the wind, and from time to time there was a fine light in his eyes, revealing a trace of decisiveness and spiciness.

When Mo Bei looked at him, the man had already walked up to him in two or three steps, and paused, as if the soles of his feet had taken root, and he did not move.

"I've seen all of you. The bald disciple's voice was strong, neither humble nor arrogant, neither arrogant nor humble, and he said concisely: "I am your senior brother, and in the next five years, I will also be the leader of your group. You can call me Tian Zichang. Or Senior Brother Tian. Now, I'll take you to where you'll live hereafter. ”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, clean and neat, without any mud and water, and did not give people time to ask questions at all.

Everyone looked at each other, then followed closely with their clothes in their arms, and climbed to the top of the hall with the circular staircase on the side of the main hall.

The roof of the temple is a circular square.