The strange story of the Mo family's father and daughter being baptized by thunder quickly spread within the sect. To their surprise...
After Mo Xiaoran's mortal body was baptized, he could actually practice cultivation.
So many people came to the conclusion that the body baptized by thunder is purer and has great benefits for spiritual practice.
So, on the following thunderstorm night, dozens of heroes appeared who were not afraid of thunder and had the courage to welcome the thunder and lightning with their bodies.
Unfortunately, the result was not what they thought.
The mild ones will be disabled, and the severe ones will escape into reincarnation, and the body will die and the path will disappear.
A serious sect, in this unorthodox atmosphere, soon ushered in a talent test meeting for the sect's new disciples.
Previously, according to people who were interested, the Mo family father and daughter used a large number of treasures from the sect to successfully forge their bodies under the thunder.
The Wuji Sect was extremely short of resources, so the Mo family's father and daughter acted like this. Although Mo Xiaoran's cultivation was improved, the sect also suffered huge losses.
Because the matter involved the vital interests of many people, the disciples became passionate and made a fuss.
Mo Jiuxuan's decision to exchange his daughter's cultivation qualifications at the expense of the sect's future has aroused public outrage.
When Mo Xiaoran appeared riding on the head of fifth senior brother Yu Tianhua, many disciples turned to her...
Ouch, this little girl is so cute!
What does such a big doll know?
It must be Mo Jiuxuan who misappropriated the sect's resources privately and has nothing to do with the children.
The only person who is hateful is Mo Jiuxuan.
Therefore, when Mo Jiuxuan followed the sect leader and appeared at the Wuyangyang meeting, he was surprised to find that he didn't know these disciples at all, but why did they look at him with such contempt, disdain and a little hatred?
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Before I could sit down, I heard someone shouting from below, "Brothers and sisters, the man in black shirt is Mo Jiuxuan who secretly misappropriated the sect's spiritual weapon!"
This sound was like a thunder, and the hundreds of new disciples in the audience immediately went into a panic.
"Down with the sect's moth!"
"Spit out everything you eat, it belongs to us!"
"The world is declining and morals are corrupt!"
But there were also women who exclaimed in surprise after seeing Mo Jiuxuan's appearance clearly.
"Look at that, that's Uncle Mo Jiuxuan, the 40-year-old Master Mo who has only met once in thousands of years!"
"I'll go, this is so handsome! Uncle Mo, can you accept the maid who warms the bed?"
"Huh~Uncle Mo, do you want a bed warmer?"
"When I first entered the sect, I was named a flower of the sect! But when I met Master Uncle Mo, I still feel ashamed."
"Bah~ You give the sect a flower, how can you deal with the dreams of thousands of girls in Qingzhou?"
...
Suddenly the crowd below was excited and noisy.
Mo Jiu
He squinted at Taoist Master Minglang...
The bad old man stroked his beard with his hand, the old god was there, and there was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.
"Junior Brother Jiuxuan, you don't seem to be very popular!"
"Really? Why do I hear so many little girls shouting to warm my bed?"
Master Minglang was choked and said angrily, "How can a cultivator say such vulgar words?"
Mo Jiuxuan smiled proudly and said, "Old guy, are you too ugly that's why you didn't use Zhu Yan Dan to Zhu Yan?
But that’s fine, because by doing this, you can maintain the ultimate limit of Wuji Sect’s appearance.”
"You are only in the middle stage of foundation building!"
"You are really ugly!"
"You are a wretched person, stealing the sect's treasures."
"You are really ugly!"
Taoist Master Ming Lang: "...I will let you be proud for a while, and then you will see the real seal in your hand!"
Mo Jiuxuan turned to Taoist priest Lian Yue beside him and said, "What a shame, old man, for admitting that he is ugly."
Taoist priest Lian Yue looked like he was no more than thirty years old and had a light body. When he heard this, he covered his mouth with a smile and cursed, "Not in shape."
"If people are too pedantic, wouldn't life be boring?"
Mo Jiuxuan said without caring.
The elder of the Law Enforcement Hall next to him had his face turning green and red. He had already noticed that the first people below to arouse public anger were the disciples from Danling Peak.
There was a chaos in the meeting place, and the most embarrassing person was him, the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall who maintained the sect's rules.
He wished he could throw the culprit, Taoist Master Minglang, to the mountain behind and shut him up on the cliff for eighteen thousand years. It would be best if he never came out.
So, he yelled, "Shut up, everyone. This is the Wuji Sect talent test venue. If anyone deliberately provokes trouble, just follow me to the law enforcement hall."
No matter what era, departments like the Law Enforcement Hall make people both happy and disappointed.
If I invite you to have tea, your family and relatives will be jumping up and down, looking for someone to do something with you.
Sure enough, the venue suddenly fell silent, there was no sound, even the teams were neatly arranged and arranged in an orderly manner.
Mo Jiuxuan secretly gave this elder a thumbs up.
Order was restored in the venue, and Taoist priest Xuanqing went to sit on the big chair in the center of the high platform with a dark face, his face as sinking as water.
The other three peak masters also sat in their own seats.
After everyone was seated, another law enforcement hall elder came to a blue stone tablet that was as tall as one person and said loudly, "The test method is to put your hands on the stone tablet and test the talent by the number of bright stars.
start."
The surface of the blue stone tablet was as smooth as a mirror, with the pattern of the Big Dipper engraved on it. A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, dressed luxuriously and confidently, came to the stone tablet. When he reached out and pressed his hand on the stone tablet, two stars suddenly lit up.
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This is a talent that has the potential to reach the golden elixir stage.
Taoist priest Xuanqing nodded with satisfaction.
Qingzhou is a remote place, and the Wuji Sect is one of the last small sects in Qingzhou.
Mo Jiuxuan got four stars in the talent test back then. As long as he follows the steps, he has a good chance of achieving the realm of distraction.
This is already a genius that has not been produced by Wuji Sect for thousands of years.
Just because you have a chance to win doesn't mean you will definitely win.
Monks pay attention to the Dharma and Dharma of a wealthy couple. If one of them is missing, there will be no way to advance, not to mention there are too many variables in the process of cultivation.
Even if there are extremely high talents, only few can truly fulfill their talents.
Judging from the current number of foundation-building monks in the sect, they are only eight.
In the Golden Core stage, there is only one sect leader.
This shows how weak the sect is and how difficult and dangerous the practice is.
The talent measurement continues, and it is very reasonable to describe it as opening high and moving low.
For more than twenty people in a row, not a single star lit up.
This is a talent that is very difficult even when entering the Qi training period.
Taoist priest Xuan Qing couldn't help but start squeezing his brows with his fingers, feeling very annoyed.
Next, he realized that this was just the beginning.
In a team of 600 people, when the test was about to end, only about 20 people had two stars lit up. They had the talent to win the foundation building, and only a few had three stars.
The other disciples all looked at those people with envy, jealousy and hatred.
There is no doubt that the disciples of the sect who light up three stars will trigger a fierce battle among several peak masters, and their starting point for the future is also higher than the others.
"Hey~" Taoist priest Xuanqing sighed to himself.
There are only a few geniuses like Mo Jiuxuan who appear, and the sect rises to prominence in an unknown year.
And Taoist Priest Ming Lang has already begun to discuss with Taoist Priest Lian Yue the talents of the three-star disciples below.
Disciples have begun to be assigned.
Suddenly, a layer of light mist overflowed from the surface of the stele, as if it were enveloped by mist.
This scene immediately attracted the attention of several big shots. The young girl in front of the stone monument was dressed in red, had a pleasant face, and looked very lively.
The elder in charge of the test was also shocked!
"Five stars, sect master, five stars!"
"What, five stars?"
Taoist priest Xuanqing suddenly stood up and stared at the five stars of Greedy Wolf, Jumen, Lucun, Wenqu and Lianzhen that lit up on the stone tablet.
In the past five thousand years, except for twenty-three years ago, after Mo Jiuxuan lit up four stars and became the sect's genius, no one has ever exceeded four stars in the talent test.
But today, a disciple with a five-star talent actually appeared, and everyone suddenly felt their breathing became short of breath.