It's late at night and I don't know the bright moon is there. The end of the world is a vast place of broken souls.

Qian Yaodong of Duwang Mountain died, on the way to the Tianjiao Competition, and in front of the table in Wangtian Tower.

Within a few moments, the patrol camp troops sealed off this historic building. Some people said that the boss behind Wangtian Tower was bleeding heavily this time.

If someone dies in the restaurant, it's still Poison King Mountain... No, he should be considered a disciple of Xuantian Pavilion.

"It is said that the identity of the boss of Wangtian Tower is not simple. His ancestors had a grudge against Duwang Mountain, so he secretly killed him."

As soon as the sun went down, Li Mo and others heard such a conclusion at a roadside restaurant.

"Qian Yaodong is a disciple of Duwang Mountain, so he certainly won't die in such a strange way." Qin Zangzhuo lowered his head and said.

This young disciple from Holding Sword Mountain seems to be still brooding over what happened just now.

"The boss of Wangtianlou carried five large boxes into the patrol camp...It is said that there are new clues..."

The moon had just appeared, and the wind direction had changed again.

Qian Yaodong practiced poisonous skills and became obsessed with it, and suffered a backlash. It was purely an accident, but it was related to the layout of Wangtian Tower and the evil pattern that led to this accident.

Wangtianlou still has an unshirkable responsibility.

Only an hour after the news came out, the boss of Wangtianlou sold out three shops on East Street at low prices.

"The truth has finally been found out... Guixu is behind this incident!"

Finally, the patrol battalion solved the case in less than five hours with extremely amazing efficiency.

Guixu's heart-rending madness has caused a fresh life to wither. What we are facing is not only the tragic reality of losing a young talent and a rising disciple of the temple, but also the face of evil forces and justice.

He Zai's torture.

In this regard, the patrol camp stated that it will launch a series of 100-day rectification operations against the evil forces in Guixu, resolutely safeguard the interests of the people, severely crack down on criminal activities, tackle various security risks, and effectively ensure the safety of disciples of all major sects, so as to

Take concrete actions to welcome the final exam of Xuantian Pavilion, hold high the banner of justice, and hope for a bright future in Xuancheng.

That night, Ming Chengjun, the commander of the patrol battalion, attended the swearing-in meeting for the 100-day operation and delivered an important speech.

"It's Guixu again... Now it seems that these people have gone crazy. All the troubles that have happened in Wangxuan City so far are all their fault." Master Ji couldn't help but sigh.

Li Mo listened with his ears perked up, but remained silent, lowering his head and eating.

"Guixu, this bunch of heartless beasts, really never do anything for human beings."

"No wonder the imperial court denounced them as the source of evil. They were really violating the law and discipline, and they did everything. A young life was withered like this."

"I am sworn in with sin."

Not far away, the disciples from the major sects who were still watching gradually dispersed, and the sense of justice in their hearts was completely inspired by the timely truth.

"It's a pity that he was assassinated..."

At this moment, Qin Zangzhuo suddenly spoke.

"Huh? I didn't expect you to be so kind-hearted?" Li Mo raised his head and couldn't help but look at the other person one more time.

It is really rare that this stubborn young man, who was humiliated and bullied like Qian Yaodong in full view of the public, still felt pity and felt sorry for this accident.

"My senior sister said that if someone slaps you, you must return it in person. The others are dead and I have no chance." Qin Zangzhuo felt a little sad.

"..."

"You are only at the seventh level of the Inner Breath Realm. Even if Qian Yaodong doesn't die, you will only get a slap in the face."

Master Ji glanced at him and felt that there was something wrong with this kid's mind.

Qian Yaodong can slap him into pieces with just one slap.

"Okay, let's just say goodbye."

Li Mo got up and was about to leave with Master Ji. Speaking of it, he and Qin Zangzhuo just met by chance.

"Brother Li, I haven't repaid you for today's rescue... My senior sister said that others' kindness must be repaid with my own hands..."

Qin Zangzhuo quickly stood up to stop him.

"No need."

Li Mo shook his head, turned around and left with Master Ji.

"Brother Ji, let's say goodbye here."

When they arrived at the intersection, Li Mo saw that it was getting late and wanted to go to Boss Bai's place to check on Ning Huai Curse.

These days, he has been thinking about that life-cutting sword.

"No, there's still a highlight tonight." Master Ji pulled Li Mo and said in a deep voice.

"The highlight?"

"Places like Wangtian Tower are filled with small characters. They belong to the Mountain Gate of the World and are from three religions and nine streams. Although these people have been given the opportunity to enter the Xuantian Pavilion, they are just inferior students."

Master Ji talked eloquently and talked about the secrets.

Xuantian Pavilion recruits disciples and selects talents from all the major sects in the world every three years.

There are three thousand mountain gates in the world, and more than half of them are not qualified to send disciples to the Xuantian Pavilion.

Just like Luofu Mountain, since Black Sword, no disciple has appeared for three hundred years to advance to the Xuantian Pavilion.

Even now in Wangxuan City, disciples from all the major sects have obtained the qualifications to enter the Xuantian Pavilion, but their values ​​and destinies are also very different.

If divided by merit, the top twenty disciples of the sect are considered top students. They are born with the best resources, have the highest talents, and are naturally leaders in their abilities.

These people are the people Xuantian Pavilion pays most attention to, and they have long been regarded as the wealth of Xuantian Pavilion.

The top 100 sect disciples are average students. Although they are not as valued as top students, they still attract the attention of the upper class.

In previous Xuantian Pavilion assessments, many top-notch talents can be discovered among middle-level students. These people have not yet exploded their true potential among the major sects. Once they are trained by the Xuantian Pavilion, they will make rapid progress.

The disciples ranked below one hundred are the so-called inferior students.

The meaning of their existence is to become the cornerstone of the tall building of Xuantian Pavilion, just like Chen Wangdu, who worked quietly at the bottom for more than 20 years, and barely managed to work as a special envoy when he was in his forties.

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In fact, this is a hard job, and only these inferior students do it.

Most disciples like them lose their competitiveness by the age of thirty-five, and more than 70% become cannon fodder, or take on more difficult positions, or are directly killed in the mission... The luckier ones are injured.

Ill, I mixed some pension money, and finally ended my remaining life and disappeared in this world.

This is why Xuantian Pavilion needs to replenish new blood every three years.

"The only ones who can reach the middle and upper levels in Xuantian Pavilion are the top students and the average students...the poor students can only be at the grassroots level..." Master Ji said calmly.

"It's really ironic." Li Mo couldn't help but sigh.

In Longyuan Mansion, those people are desperately trying to get into the Xuantian Pavilion. If they can stand out and obtain the qualifications to enter the Xuantian Pavilion, it will be a great event for the brilliance of the family. In the eyes of everyone, this is a halo and one step to reach the sky.

However, only when you actually arrive in the capital city will you realize the class gap.

From the moment they stepped into Wangxuan City, the disciples from all the major sects in the world had already distanced themselves from each other in destiny.

More than 90% of them are just inferior students.

"There were only some inferior students in Wangtian Tower just now, most of them came from the mountain sect ranked below 100." Master Ji said in a deep voice.

"The place I'm going to take you to later is a gathering of average students...and maybe top students..."

"The top twenty mountain gates?" Li Mo's heart moved slightly.

Nowadays, all the sects in the world are gathered in Wangxuan City. The final exam is coming soon. Sooner or later, he will meet the descendants of these top sects. Maybe he can take this opportunity to broaden his horizons.

"Do you want to come together?" Master Ji asked.

"Then there's Brother Lao Ji."

Li Mo happily agreed.

A moment later, the two of them appeared outside a quiet courtyard in Dongcheng, which was only nine streets away from the Dengtian Tower.

"Brother Ji, why did we enter through the side door again?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask after looking at Master Ji's skillful handling of the concierge.

"Exciting."

Master Ji called Li Mo to follow, and after paying thirty taels of silver, the two successfully entered the courtyard.

"The layout of this courtyard...there are some doorways..."

As soon as Li Mo stepped in, he felt something strange. There was a large vat in the center of the front yard. With this as the center, the surrounding energy was trapped in it, and Li Mo's spiritual sense felt faintly suppressed.

"Your vision is quite accurate... This courtyard is the property of [Mountain of the Past]..." Master Ji said calmly.

"Mountain of the Past!?" Li Mo was stunned. He seemed to have heard Yan Zixia mention this name before.

"Thousands of years have passed in the human world, and there is a legacy in the sea to the east... This lineage is extremely special. From the beginning, it has recorded major events in the world and the secrets of various sects..." Master Ji turned around and said.

"Therefore, the strength of Past Events Mountain is not very powerful, but its status is extremely high among the mountain sects in the world."

"This [Yuanchi Meeting] was also organized by the Mountain of Past Events. It has been a tradition for many years."

Master Ji knows the story of Tianxiashanmen very well.
To be continued...