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Although Mu Hao made some name for himself among the beggars in the market, he did not cut off the rest of his life. Before the sun sets, Mu Hao would share the income of the day to the elderly, weak, sick and disabled who make a living by begging around the market and cannot afford to eat.

For Mu Hao, staying in the market is more conducive to his inquiries. At this time, Mu Hao's injuries have not yet healed, and in a short period of time, Mu Hao could only use the relic of life and death to restore the dense cracks on his face.

Compared with the injuries on his body, even if the injuries on Mu Hao's face recovered, his combat power would not be improved. So Mu Hao has been begging in the market of Liantian Sect, silently waiting for the opportunity.

After hearing the old stone monk Jikong mentioned Duan Yitian, the founder of Liantian Sect, Mu Hao knew that with his current combat power, it would be almost impossible to forcibly seize the Supreme Yang True Sutra from Liantian Sect.

However, Mu Hao has confidence that as long as he does not easily release the power of his spiritual consciousness, even if there is a cultivator above the level of the Divine Action of the Lien Tian Sect, it will not be possible to easily appear in him.

During the period of begging in the market, Mu Hao also learned about some of the things about the Liantian Sect.

When the ground furnace is turned on, Mu Hao has been waiting for this day. Only on the day the ground furnace is opened once every five years, will the Liantian Sect recruit disciples from the inside and outside sects.

Seeing Mu Hao dressed as a beggar, he put the gold coins in his arms with joy, the broken bowl was empty again. The middle-aged cultivator with a stingy look on his face: "This Liantian Sect is really amazing. Even a disabled person can eat and eat well here. I think that beggar begging in the market. The income is better than some nobles on the mainland!"

When the old man heard the middle-aged cultivator's words, he smiled on his face: "Hehe, the mortals who can beg here will not be ordinary characters. We have been in this market for so long. This is the first time I have seen the beggar begging here."

The middle-aged cultivator recalled, and a slight doubt appeared in his eyes: "I heard from the senior brother that this is true! But that beggar is not a cultivator, but a disabled person. Is there anything different about him?"

The old man shook his head: "Don't worry about these things. Today is the day when the ground furnace is opened. You can go to the place where Liantian Sect recruits disciples and try your luck! If you can get the opportunity to enter Liantian Sect, don't come back to me. But remember, don't cause trouble."

When Mu Hao heard what the two cultivators said not far away, he showed a smile on his face. He slightly stood up and picked up the bamboo pole, left a broken bowl, and slowly headed towards the largest merchant pavilion in the market of Liantian Sect.

Outside the Treasure Refining Pavilion, thousands of cultivators and a group of mortals gathered. Unlike cultivators, most of the mortals who come here are young children. Even if there are some young people, they are strong people.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The bamboo pole was lit up. With a slight clear sound, Mu Hao slowly walked to the place where many mortals gathered in the treasure ​​Treasure Gallery and walked behind the team where many strong young people were.

Seeing Mu Hao losing his eyes standing behind the selection of the serious servants of the Liantian Sect, although many cultivators showed a look of undressing in their eyes, they didn't say much. On the contrary, a small number of cultivators and many mortals showed a smile on their faces after seeing Mu Hao's appearance.

"Will the beggar beggar also participate in the errand-handed service selection of the Liantian Sect?" The middle-aged cultivator with a scattered look on his face, and at a glance he saw Mu Hao standing behind the many mortal youth teams.

"As the golden gate of the treasure refining pavilion opened, all the cultivators and mortals outside the pavilion became serious.

An old man in a red robe faintly exuded his majestic aura and swept towards the crowd outside the treasure refining pavilion.

Feeling the powerful soul power visit, Mu Hao already knew that this old man who walked out of the Treasure Refining Pavilion had the cultivation of a priest.

After a while, when the old man's soul power slightly dissipated, the old man spoke, "Today is the day when the ground furnace of the Liantian Sect is opened once every five years. According to the rules of the previous sects, the Liantian Sect will also select internal and external disciples today. Anyone who wants to join the Liantian Sect's fire attribute cultivator must enter the Fanpi Valley competition according to the level of cultivation and compete for the Tiantian Sect's handwriting among the major levels. As for cultivators with other attribute powers, it is better to wait until tomorrow." When the old man spoke, two red lights shot out from both hands.

The red light spread out and turned into a red light curtain, standing not far away from the thousands of cultivators in the Treasure Refining Pavilion.

Regarding the old man's words, the many cultivators present did not raise any questions and walked towards the red beam one after another.

During this period, many cultivators had dispersed from outside the treasure refining pavilion and had no intention of coming forward.

As the first cultivator who emerged from the red light walked up to the stone steps of the treasure refining pavilion, a voice came from the treasure refining pavilion: "A high-level cultivator of fire attributes.

Feeling the boy following the old man in red robe, he handed a jade plaque with three red stars to the cultivator who passed through the red light. Mu Hao already knew that the old man in red robe who had the level of enlightenment was placed with a red light curtain, and the purpose was to test the cultivator's attribute power and level.

Some cultivators have to leave sadly because their attributes are inconsistent with each other and fail to pass through the red light curtain.

As Shi Ran passed, when all the cultivators passing through the red light curtain disappeared into the treasure refining pavilion, the old man in red robe could not help but sweep into the team of many civilians.

Unlike the eyes that looked at the cultivator, the old man in red robe looked at the selection of children of the disciples of the Liantian Sect, and showed a slight smile.

The old man in red robe made a gesture to the low-level cultivators of the Liantian Sect not far away. Many cultivators in red robe quickly took away the children who participated in the selection of disciples of the Liantian Sect.

Feeling that all the children were taken away by the disciples of Liantian Sect, Mu Hao couldn't help but remember the scene when he climbed the Stairway to the Sky in Ziyun Sect. However, Mu Hao knew very well that the selection of inner disciples by Liantian Sect would only be more harsh than that of Ziyun Sect, and the world of cultivators was not warm. These children who entered the Liantian Sect could come back alive in the end, which was beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Looking at the powerful young men. The old man in red robe outside the gate of the treasure ​​Peace Pavilion flicked his fingers, and several red silk threads were flying, and no less than ten people were directly wiped out, without even screaming.

Seeing the person who was still good just now, he would be in ashes in a blink of an eye, and all the young people couldn't help but feel a deep fear on their faces.

Some people are afraid of making noises on their own, and even cover their mouths tightly with their hands.

Mu Hao was not surprised by the death of these ten young men. Even if Mu Hao's spiritual power did not appear outside his body, he could sense the aura of the ten young cultivators. How could the old man in the red robe who had the power to attain enlightenment be unable to detect it?

""Three yellow stones the size of a fingernail popped out from the boy behind the old man in red robe. When the stone fell on the ground below the stone steps of the treasure refining pavilion, it turned into three square stone locks.

The boy's crisp voice didn't sound until then: "These three stone locks weigh ten jun, thirty jun and fifty jun respectively. If someone can lift the stone lock weighing fifty jun, they can go directly into the inner door to do some chores."

When he heard the boy's words, although many strong young people showed a hint of expectation on their faces, they did not have much confidence in their eyes.

Everyone knows that a jin of force is equal to thirty kilograms, and the weight of fifty kilograms is 1,500 kilograms. Not to mention mortals, even some intermediate professional practitioners cannot bear it.

"Okay, you guys come up and try it out. If you can raise ten jin, you can stay in the outer sect of Liantian Sect to do some miscellaneous work. If you can raise the person who raises thirty jin, the sect can consider arranging the position of the outer sect manager." The little boy reminded the young people.

At this time, Mu Hao's life and death relics in the spiritual world were completely restrained, but after hearing the little boy's words, Mu Hao couldn't help but hesitate.

Even Mu Hao now has no problem when he lifts up a heavy object of ten thousand jin, let alone a fifty jin stone lock.

However, the old man in Hong's robe did not leave at this time. If Mu Hao lifted the 50-jin stone lock with his remaining body, it would inevitably make some people, including the old man in Hong's robe, suspicious.

Just as Mu Hao weighed the pros and cons, many young people had already stepped forward and began to try to lift the stone lock.

Most young people went straight to the 50-jung stone lock impact. After failing to try, they considered the 30-jung and 10-jung heavy ones.

But even the ten-jung stone lock weighs 300 kilograms. There are very few that can be lifted.

Faced with being able to enter the inner sect of Liantian Sect to do things, most young people know that they are not capable enough, but still cannot refuse the temptation to become a traitor of the inner sect.

Compared with the disciples of the outer sect, who are working as servants in the inner sect of the Liantian Sect, their status is much higher!

Being able to do things in the inner sect where the disciples of the Liantian Sect gather is a great temptation to many high-level cultivators on the mainland. If it weren't for the servants of the Liantian Sect's inner sect, they would never select cultivators, and would have cut off many of the expectations of cultivators. I'm afraid many cultivators would come to participate in such a selection.

Even those who just participated in the selection of disciples of the Tiantian Sect as cultivators may not necessarily have the opportunity to enter the inner sect of the Tiantian Sect. Most cultivators who can obtain the Tiantian Sect can only be an elder in the outer sect of the Tiantian Sect.

As time goes by, a large number of strong young people were eliminated one after another. Seeing that the number of people in the team was getting smaller and smaller, no one could lift the thirty-pound stone lock.

There were less than twenty strong young men who reluctantly lifted the Ten Jun stone lock and were arranged to the side near the main entrance of the treasure ​​Liangbao Pavilion.

Seeing less than twenty young men, the old man in red robe showed a hint of disappointment in his eyes and shook his head.

As many cultivators who watched the fun dispersed, it was finally Mu Hao, the last one of the team.

"It's the blind man begging in the market. I didn't expect that even such people would participate in the errand service selection of the Liantian Sect these mortals really want to stand out and be crazy!" Seeing Mu Hao holding a bamboo pole in his left hand and coming forward bit by bit, many cultivators showed no trace of their faces.

Some young mortals who participated in the selection of the serious service of Liantian Sect and did not leave saw Mu Hao, and a trace of complexity appeared in their eyes.

"Maybe this guy is really OK. Although he is a disabled person, he seems to be very brute force." A poor man in a cloth robe hesitated and whispered to the people around him.

Seeing that he lost his eyes, Mu Hao cautiously held the bamboo pole to explore the way. The old man standing on the stone steps of the gate of the treasure ​​Peace Pavilion could not help frowning at first, and then a hint of curiosity appeared in his eyes.

For the Liantian Sect, although there have been disabled people who have participated in the errands' selection, they are also very few, not to mention those who have lost their eyes.

Mu Hao came to the stone steps, lost his eyes and looked a little nervous: "I would like to ask. If I could lift this fifty-junction stone lock, would I really enter the inner sect of Liantian Sect to be a traitor?"

Tong Yi looked impatient and wanted to speak out, but was interrupted by the old man in red robe: "Since the Liantian Sect has made a request before the selection of the mailbox, if you can do it, the Liantian Sect will naturally keep its promise. Even if you lose your eyes, this promise will not change."

Mu Hao gradually calmed down at this time and used the bamboo pole to explore the three yellow stone locks in front of him.

After finding the 50-junction stone lock, Mu Hao walked carefully to the stone lock and looked up at the Tiantian Sect people above the stone steps to confirm.

"The fifty-junction stone lock in front of you. If you want to enter the Liantian Sect, you can try to lift it now. There was a deep contempt in the child's eyes.

When the fairy tale was finished, Mu Hao had already stretched out his left hand out of his rag robe and slowly fumbled towards the handle on the stone lock.

Seeing the cracks on Mu Hao’s left hand, the old man in red robe showed a hint of surprise on his face.

After Mu Hao held the handle of the stone lock, he moved his feet slightly and stepped forward to a horse stance.

"Drink" Mu Hao exhaled, and the blue veins burst out on his face as he recovered from his injuries.

In everyone's surprised eyes, the bottom of the stone locks in all directions slowly swirled and exploded with a white air as Mu Hao gradually became forceful.

Just as Mu Hao lifted the stone lock over his knee, Mu Hao's left hand suddenly released the stone lock handle.

"" The stone lock of fifty junctions fell to the ground. The ground trembled. At this time, many cultivators and mortals who were watching the fun were so surprised that they could not stop.

Mu Hao's face was flushed and he was breathing heavily while opening his mouth. The blue veins on his forehead emerged, and dense beads of sweat oozed out.

Seeing Mu Hao's appearance, a hint of surprise appeared in the eyes of the old man in red: "Are you a cultivator in the palace?" After a long time, Mu Hao recovered slightly: "I am not a cultivator, but I have exercised my body before."

The power of the lion's evil soul surged from the old man's spiritual platform, and did not like the touching gift that Mu Hao brought to the old man. "There is no breath of a cultivator.

Unable to feel the energy in Mu Hao's body, the old man gave up: "Come with me."

In the envious eyes of everyone, Mu Hao took a long time to step on the stone steps and entered the treasure refining pavilion with difficulty. It seemed that the net had just lifted the stone lock and had not recovered.

The teleportation light flashed, and Mu Hao and the old man in a red robe appeared in a chaotic area with the next moment.

Although Mu Hao could not see things with his eyes, he could still faintly feel that the place where he was had a trace of spiritual consciousness.

In the underground world where there is no end, there is no sun or moon. There are only many small spiritual towers that illuminate the underground world.

Countless broken objects are scattered throughout the underground world, as if they have been abandoned. Occasionally, some objects will emit a rich ray of light.

"This is the tomb of the artifacts, simply put, it is the tomb of the artifacts. The artifacts here are all the failed items left by the refining weapons of the Tianzong in the past dynasties. Your future task is to guard here and wait for the disciples of the sect to send the failed items of the artifacts here. This is when you, as a token of the servants, speaks. A red sword talisman floats out of your hand.

After taking the sword talisman, Mu Hao nodded his head. Although Mu Hao had a lot of doubts in his heart at this time, he did not ask much.

"The food here is enough for you to eat for a long time, so wait here. This sword talisman has other uses. As long as it is bloody, it will ease the power to protect you in the tomb. If it is not necessary, do not use it. The residual artifacts in the tomb are not allowed to fall outside. If I don't come in person in the future, even if the disciples from the sect come to get the artifact, don't let it go." As the old man in the red robe heard his voice, his figure slowly disappeared into the underground world.

A white light shield was left in the red-robed old man's standing position, and the food could be seen faintly in the light shield.

Until there was no movement around, Mu Hao took the bamboo pole and came to the position where the old man had just stood.

During a while of groping, Mu Hao's hand had reached into the light shield.

Feeling the fruits and jerky in his hand, even Mu Hao couldn't help but sigh in his heart about the magic of the basin-sized light shield. Mu Hao could feel that Shi Ran and the space in the light shield were almost stationary. As long as he put his hand into the light shield, he could feel that the space inside was extremely huge.
To be continued...