"Hey, people are so angry that they are more popular!"
Qin Zhi sighed quietly. Like countless other disciples, he dreamed of joining the elder's disciple, but there was no hope at all.
However, this Wushan refused to recruit one elder after another.
In comparison, those who want to become disciples are simply living to dogs.
"Um?"
At this moment, Qin Zhi's eyes narrowed because he saw Su Mo open the courtyard door and walk out, and was holding a four-foot-long wooden board in his hand, with handwriting engraved on it.
"What's this for?"
Qin Zhi was puzzled and looked at him, and saw Su Mo hanging wooden boards on the wall at the gate.
Then, Su Mo returned to the courtyard and closed the gate of the courtyard with a snap.
"Wushan is a disciple and only worships the strong. You can get below the Supreme Realm of Great Perfection, don't disturb you!"
Qin Zhi stared at the handwriting on the wooden board and chanted it softly. In an instant, he felt the blood rushing in his body, and almost spit out an old blood.
"this……!"
Qin Zhi was stunned. There was such a thing!
In the Taisheng branch, only elders have always selected disciples, but in Wushan, it has become disciples who choose elders.
This Wushan actually looks down on the elders below the Great Perfection of the Supreme Realm!
That is the supreme realm!
For ordinary disciples, the supreme realm is a mountain that cannot be climbed and a sky that cannot be looked up to.
What is the difference between the strong men in the Supreme Realm, whether they are the first to achieve the Supreme Realm or the perfect to the Supreme Realm, for these ordinary disciples? They are all existences that they look up to.
Qin Zhi's face was extremely wonderful, sometimes he was speechless, sometimes he was disappointed, sometimes he was strange.
Today, he has simply refreshed his views.
"Brother Wushan, you are such a strange person!"
After a long time, Qin Zhi could only shake his head helplessly, with only envy in his heart.
...
"Can you practice with peace of mind now?"
In the room, Su Mo took a deep breath. He hung a sign at the door, which was also a helpless move.
After all, with constant people coming, he really couldn't practice with peace of mind, so he could only do this.
Then, Su Mo closed his eyes and began to practice.
Sure enough, after hanging the wooden sign, no one came to disturb him for several hours, and Su Mo completely restored his tranquility.
However, Su Mo was quiet, but in Taisheng City, it became extremely uneasy because of him.
"Oh my God, so many elders took the initiative to take Wushan as their disciples!"
"What's even more hateful is that Wushan even refused, which is simply unreasonable!"
"Damn! This Wushan is so arrogant!"
"It's not just arrogance, it's simply arrogant. Do you think of that wooden sign? You're not looking down on the elders below the Great Perfection of the Supreme Realm!"
"I think this Wushan is probably because of its strong mental power and its martial arts talent is ordinary, so I dare not become a disciple, for fear of being exposed and being expelled from the master's sect and having a dull face!"
"This is possible. After all, no one has seen the real combat power of Wushan!"
“…”
In the entire Taisheng City, the courtyards of various mansions and courtyards, and in the streets and alleys, there were discussions about Su Mo everywhere.
Because many elders wanted to accept Su Mo as their disciple, and the content on the wooden signs that Su Mo hung out, have been spread.
Most of these people who discussed this were scolding Su Mo, full of indignation.
Of course, these people who scolded almost all have the same characteristic, that is, envy, jealousy and hatred.
As the saying goes, jealousy makes people jealous.
These ordinary disciples could not get good things that they could not get in their dreams. When they arrived at Su Mo, they turned into cabbage, and Su Mo completely looked down on them.
Do you think this is annoying?
Many disciples were almost crazy and their eyes were red with envious eyes.
For example, Cui Yan and Hu Meier.
"Damn it, why is Wushan so lucky?"
In a spacious and exquisite courtyard, Cui Yan shouted resentfully. He had always wanted to take a certain elder as his teacher, and for this, he took the initiative to recommend himself.
However, he failed in all his powers, and no elder was willing to accept him as his disciple.
And now, there are actually a large number of elders who are constantly looking for Wushan and want to take Wushan as their disciple. Are you angry?
What’s even more annoying is that Wushan doesn’t look down on it at all.
"Haha, he refused, and it will be in vain in the end." Hu Meier said with a sneer. Even though he was the case, anyone could see the jealousy in Hu Meier's eyes.
How can you not be jealous?
At this time, at least 90% of the people in the entire Taisheng City were jealous.
As long as you are not an elder or an elder’s disciple, almost everyone is jealous. It is fake to say that you are not jealous!
In the entire Taisheng City, countless disciples fell into jealousy for Su Mo.
However, those elders have different mentalities.
Some people who failed to accept disciples naturally felt a little angry, but Wushan was unwilling to become a disciple, so they could not force them.
Some elders who were determined to accept disciples but had not taken action yet temporarily gave up on this idea.
Of course, there are more than a hundred elders in the Taisheng branch who are in the Supreme Realm of Great Perfection. Most of these people who are unwilling to accept disciples will not rashly go to Wushan, but plan to observe again.
After all, no one knows how high Wushan’s real talent is.
In the room, Su Mo ignored the ups and downs of the outside world and had been in seclusion for more than two years.
On this day, he opened his eyes, and the breath on his body was deep and vast.
"It's Ninth grade!" Su Mo let out a long breath. It was already very fast to be able to break through the realm in more than two years.
You should know that in the past, in the wilderness, he had to break through a realm for at least seven or eight years.
However, since the integration of the Hongmeng Purple Qi Yuanshen, his cultivation level has increased dramatically.
After Shaoqing, Su Mo left the room and walked out of the courtyard. He was about to find Ling Shang.
I haven't seen Ling Shang for more than two years, so I wonder how the other party is doing?
Moreover, it was strange that the other party hadn't come to find him for so long.
After thinking about it, Su Mo decided to go to the Faxin Palace because he separated from Ling Shang last time, and for the convenience, he was to comprehend the laws in the Faxin Palace.
"What's going on?"
Walking on the streets in the city, Su Mo felt countless gazes and landed on him like a sharp blade.
He found that the people in Taisheng City, whether they were passing by on the street or some people in shops, had their eyes on him, making him creepy.
And wherever he went, he immediately became quiet.
"It seems that defeating Xiao Yushu in the Gods Fight will make me famous!" Su Mo thought to himself. In his opinion, the reason for this must be because of the last Gods Fight.
Soon, Su Mo came to the Dharma Heart Palace and strode into it.
In the hall, a large number of statues stand tall, and a large number of disciples are still comprehending the laws.
Lingshang was like petrified, still sitting cross-legged in front of the statue of "Dharma No Lord" and comprehending the laws of space.
"It's true that it's still here!" Su Mo was surprised. No wonder the other party didn't look for him during this period. It turned out that he had been comprehending the laws of space here.
Then, Su Mo walked to Ling Shang's side and looked at the other party quietly.
Chapter completed!