The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 3: Zongmen
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In the extreme south, Yan Volcano is far from here, whether it is a decent sect or a stronghold of magic repairs. Back then, Mo Tianlio also used his high-grade spirit weapon Feizhou to escape for dozens of days before ran here.
Scratching his head, Mo Tianliao turned to go up the mountain and dug a few hundred-year-old fire ginseng.
The landform of this flaming volcano is strange, and there are many rare materials and spiritual plants. For the location of those treasures, Mo Tianwei has been familiar with it all these years. However, at present, he did not have the strength to protect the treasure from being robbed, and he did not have the appropriate storage tool to protect the treasure from damage, so he only dug up some low-level fire ginseng that could be sold to mortals.
It took a few days to walk out of the volcano and to a mortal town below the mountain.
The town is very lively because there are vendors who buy and sell medicinal materials all the year round.
Mo Tianlio went to a medicinal material shop, sold fire ginseng, and threw a few hundred taels of silver into the storage bracelet. He found a tavern to eat, and asked what year it was now.
"Xiao Er, I have been digging medicinal materials in the mountains for several months. I wonder if it's New Year now?" Mo Tianliao asked the Xiao Er who came to serve the dishes with a smile.
"Oh, guest officer, you've been confused, but now it's March," Xiao Er smiled, "it is now eight thousand three hundred and seventy-one years in the Taixuan calendar, not seventy. Year."
"Really..." Mo Tianliao nodded, grabbed his chopsticks and ate a mouthful of food. He died in the eight thousand and twenty-four years of the Taixuan calendar. Was it three hundred years ago?
"Hey, have you heard? The immortals of the sect have come to accept disciples!" While walking away, suddenly I heard the people at the next table talk loudly.
"Really? I'll try it too!" someone replied.
"You? You are almost thirty, who wants you," his friend laughed at him ruthlessly, "People only accept young people with spiritual roots under sixteen, unless you have good roots..."
After eating, when I walked out of the tavern, I saw many people walking towards the center of the town, clamoring to see the fairy.
Mo Tianliao followed and saw several young monks standing in the middle of the crowd with arrogant expressions. Those few people were wearing blue robes of uniform style, they were actually from the Azure Cloud Sect! I can't help but frown slightly. Most of the demons live in the south. This extremely southern land is also closer to the demons. How can these so-called decent sects get disciples here?
"This boy is what I saw first!" A charming voice came from behind, everyone turned their heads to look, but saw a girl in a light blue wide-sleeved dress rushing over, behind her Following a few men in blue robes.
It's lively now, the world's famous sects are decent, and the three most powerful are the three Yunzongs, namely Qingyunzong, Liuyunzong, and Woyunzong. Nowadays, people from Qingyun Sect and Liuyun Sect are all here, and at the same time they are attracted to a young man with good aptitude...
"Junior sister, when I came here first, I also met the parents of this young man. Their family agreed to let their children enter my Qingyunzong. I don't know where the junior sister said it first came from." Qingyunzong The leading disciple stopped the junior disciple who tried to go up the theory.
"I saw it yesterday!" the woman said with her chin raised.
Mo Tianliao raised his eyebrows, hoping that these people would fight hard.
He has no good feelings about these two sects. The two sects who were poisoned against him back then belonged to them. In Mo Tianlio’s view, Qingyun Sect is a group of hypocrites, while Liuyun Sect is a group of true Villain.
"I fancyed yesterday, did the girl leave any tokens for this young man..." The Qingyunzong man was still amiable, and as he was talking, he suddenly looked up at the crowd.
"Brother, what's the matter?" asked the younger brother behind him.
The man shook his head: "Perhaps I misunderstood." The magical instrument used to measure the roots of the spirit buzzed, and when he went to find it, it didn't move.
Mo Tianlio flashed out of the crowd silently and walked away. He hadn't planned to join these two sects from the very beginning, only when he sensed the magical instrument with the spiritual roots, his hair was erected, and he subconsciously converged his breath, who knew that the magical instrument would not move. The body of the sacred tree was really easy to use, and Mo Tianliao ran away quickly.
Even though he was a gangster in his previous life, he doesn’t plan to go to the gangster way now, because the gangster respects his strength. As a little shrimp, he was sad in the early stage. It's better to be respectful and decent, at least you can eat and stay, and the master will not beat or scold your apprentice for no reason.
More importantly...Mo Tianlio picked up the mirror bought from the small stall and sighed. He robbed the wood and naturally transformed himself into his soul. He used to be a dual spiritual root of earth and fire, which was very suitable for refining tools. He was only considered to have a mediocre aptitude in cultivation, so when he was twenty-seven and eighteen years old, his appearance remained at that time. Now, he is back to his appearance of about 20 years old. Although he is a lot younger, he still can't hide the fact that this face is exactly the same as his previous one!
Not many people in the cultivation world have seen him, most of them died in the Valley of Ten Kills, but no one can recognize him. Therefore, the always mysterious Woyunzong has become the top choice.
Bought a good horse, Mo Tianlio rode on and went straight to a town a hundred miles away. It was a big city. If I remember correctly, there is a pretty good cultivation market, there should be Rent a bird.
Flying boat and flying sword are things above treasure, and need to be controlled by spirit and spiritual power. He can't use it now.
I rented an extremely ugly bird at a cheap price and flew for a full 20 days before reaching the cave where the Woyun Sect was.
Seventy-two high mountains stand majestic, and the tops of the mountains are covered with white snow, and the clouds and mountains can’t be seen. Today's matter Voyunzong opened the mountain on the last day of this year. Many people gathered in front of the mountain gate. Most of them came to pray for immortals and apprentices. Of course, there were also vendors selling tea and snacks.
In the previous life, Mo Tianlio had been to the other two sects, but he had never been to Woyun Sect. Unlike the magnificent mountain gates of the two sects, there are no plaques carved from white jade or giant swords carved by black crystals. There is only a round stone with a height of ten feet and three "Woyunzong" carved on it. The big characters, after the stone, is a path of stone steps with no end in sight, leading straight to the depths of the misty mountains.
Most newcomers will laugh at this shabby decoration.
"This sect looks so poor." Several teenagers who came to apprentice pointed to the ugly round stone and whispered.
Mo Tianliao looked at the Zhang Xu Gao's smashing stone. If the teenagers knew that this fist-big piece was worth a hundred high-grade spirit stone, he didn't know what to think.
As he was talking, suddenly there was a commotion behind him. Mo Tianliao subconsciously evaded sideways, a fiery red figure leaped behind him, and rushed towards the gate of Woyunzong. When he walked farther, Fang saw that it was a little red fox, and panicked towards the stone. Jump up the stairs.
"Where to escape!" A few monks carrying long swords followed closely, chasing them.
"Om!" With a roar, the ugly big rock suddenly gave out an inconspicuous gleam, bounced a few monks away, and slammed to the ground firmly.
The little fox saw a few people fall and stopped running. He squatted triumphantly on the stone steps, waving his tail to watch the excitement.
Several monks got up, offering flying swords as they wanted to continue to capture them, and suddenly they were overturned again by a strong force.
"Who is making times here!" A deep voice came from inside the mountain gate, and three monks in different colored clothes floated over, and it was the man who spoke.
A cute little girl picked up the fox on the ground.
"This is the monster I will find!" The monk holding the sword suddenly yelled.
"Pushing the killing stone bounces back when it meets murderous intent. Several people shouting and screaming to kill in front of Woyunzong's gate. What is it!" The man in the lead has a pair of slender eyes, and his voice is full of vigor. True Yuan is obviously much higher than the cultivation base of those few people.
Several monks who chased their red eyes came back to their senses and found that they had chased Wo Yunzong's door. Monster beasts are precious and everyone wants to get them, but they are only disciples of the small sect. They can't offend Voyun Sect, so they can only bite their teeth and apologize: "I am so reckless. Please forgive me, brothers, and return the fox to us. ."
"The rules of the Supreme Profound Continent, whoever picks up the monster is the one who owns it. Now it belongs to me." The little girl hugged the fox and smiled. The little fox also understood, and followed Ao Ao Ao.
Several people gritted their teeth, hesitated, and left angrily.
This episode was soon revealed, and the three members of the Woyun Sect really came to test the spirit roots.
There are no cumbersome procedures. The slender-eyed man simply talked about the rules, and asked everyone to line up and test the spirit roots in front of his younger brother. The little girl kept playing with the fox, no matter what. .
The cultivators are also cultivated by mortals, and their appearance is naturally strange, but the three members of the Woyun Sect are all superb, and combined with the noble temperament that comes with the right way of cultivation, they are naturally shocked.
A few young boys stared at the little girl, their eyes falling out.
Mo Tianliao was at the end, two hours later when it was his turn.
"Extend your hand." The gentle-faced man said to him, and when he stretched out his left hand obediently, he took out a three-inch ruler. The ruler was not gold or jade, it was crystal clear and very beautiful.
Mo Tianliao's pupils suddenly shrank. This small ruler for measuring Linggen came from his handwriting. It was a toy he made for Xiao Claw when he was so boring. This thing can detect not only the spiritual roots of people, but also the spiritual roots of monsters.
"Wood and fire dual spirit roots." Sure enough, the ordinary spirit measuring ruler can only detect that he is a wood spirit root, and this ruler can indeed detect his wood fire.
The toys of the small claws are all shed out, presumably his own magic palace has been taken away. Mo Tianlio was silently unhappy for a moment, and stood with the person who detected the superior spirit root.
The spiritual root is divided into the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth. Usually, the spiritual root has one or more of these attributes. Both the double spiritual root and the single spiritual root are superior spiritual roots, and only the thick and stable single spiritual roots are called heaven spiritual roots.
Soon, the superior spirit roots and ordinary spirit roots were divided into several piles, and the little girl holding the fox stood up and said, "You, you, and you, weed out."
"Huh? Why?" The person pointed out was surprised.
The little girl ignored them, and then pointed out a lot of people, and she eliminated two-thirds of them.
"Why is this?" The crowd was in an uproar.
"Sorry everyone," the slender-eyed man said with a smile, "Woyunzong only accepts people with good looks. You are all good people. You can go to other sects to try your luck."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for everyone's reaction, with a wave of his hand, the eliminated person was pushed three feet away, turned around, and led the new disciples to the stone steps.
Mo Tianlio twitched the corners of his mouth. This apprentice of the Woyun Sect was still picking looks. Could it be the Hehuan Sect who practiced evil ways?