Chapter 09 Mo Mingzhu

Two days later, it was still early in the morning, a large number of people gathered in the open space in the center of Shuiyun Town, gathered together in groups of three or three, chatting in a low voice with enthusiasm, and looking at the opposite inn from time to time, with hope and expectation in their eyes.

At the edge of the open space, Nie Kong sat on the ground casually.

After two days of adaptation, he is almost no different from ordinary people now. His spiritual power is hidden in his incarnation, while the dead energy condenses in the hidden acupoint. The only trace of cultivation left behind is Nie Kong's spiritual god acupoint. However, without the excitement of his own spiritual power, the acupoint will not be revealed at all. Even if the heavenly spirit powerful person personally explores it, it will not be able to detect it.

Nowadays, the only thing that makes Nie Kong worry is age.

The most suitable age for starting cultivation in the underworld is between ten and fifteen years old. If the qualification is particularly excellent, it can be relaxed to the age of eighteen. No matter how good the qualification is, few sects will be interested in it because the golden age of contact with cultivation has passed.

Originally, Nie Kong planned to hide how old he was for him, but Huo Yan's words made Nie Kong abandon such thoughts. The black spirit master in the underworld actually had a way to accurately judge a person's true age. It is impossible to get away with it if he concealed his age.

Only now is the only way to take one step at a time.

"It's out, it's out..."

A slight commotion suddenly appeared in the crowd around him, and almost all his eyes looked at the hotel opposite.

Nie Kong also glanced at the blink of an eye and saw four young men walking out of the inn gate, followed by two inn waiters, each holding a wooden box in his arms. The four people in front, Nie Kong had seen them, were the four disciples of the Hunting Wind Valley.

Not long after, four more people walked out, but two men and two women, their clothes were bright red as blood. They all came from the Heart Devouring Sect. Behind the four people, two innkeepers holding wooden boxes were also followed. Following the Heart Devouring Sect, four disciples of the Yinhun Sect appeared in everyone's sight.

Soon, the disciples of the Heart-Devouring Sect, the Liefeng Valley and the Yinhun Sect all selected the locations one after another, and asked the inn waiters to open the wooden box and take out the things inside. They were all black balls, which looked like stones but not stones, like jade but not jade, and I don’t know what texture it was.

These things are called "Mo Ming Beads", which can be used to explore qualifications and talents.

Almost the moment they appeared, the teenagers and children waiting here followed their parents and elders and went over.

Seeing this scene, Nie Kong couldn't help but feel quite moved.

For a long time, only Fubo Mountain came to Shuiyun Town to recruit disciples. If you want to enter the Heart Devouring Sect, the Wind Valley or the Yinhun Sect, you can only go to their respective mountain gates. Not only do you need to pay high coins when registering, but the chance of passing the assessment is also extremely low.

It can be said that the young children who appeared in Shuiyun Town today were originally coming to Fubo Mountain.

But when they heard that the Heart-Devouring Sect, the Liewind Valley and the Yinhun Sect would also recruit disciples here, they immediately changed their targets, because these three sects have relaxed their conditions this year. First, they do not have to pay a black armor when registering; secondly, as long as they meet the qualifications and are not over 18 years old, they can join these three sects. In this way, why don’t they flock to them?

At this time, three more figures came out at the door of the inn. The front was a bald old man over 50 years old, followed by two young men of twenty-five or six years old. They were the Black Spirit Master who was sent to recruit disciples this time by Fuboshan.

They are all black spirit masters, but compared with the Heart Devouring Sect, the Hun Valley, and the Yinhun Sect, their treatment is really pitiful. After appearing, they almost attracted any attention. Everyone outside the inn is surrounded by the three sects of the Heart Devouring Sect.

In the past, it was very difficult to enter the three sects including the Heart-Devouring Sect. Fubo Mountain could attract many young children to sign up, but now the other three sects have reduced the conditions for recruiting disciples. How can Fubo Mountain, the weakest sect, have much attractiveness? Unless it is eliminated by the Heart-Devouring Sect, the Hun Valley and the Yinhun Sect one after another, Fubo Mountain will become the last choice.

"snort!"

Although he had expected this situation to happen when he learned that the three sects including the Heart-Devouring Sect came to sing a stage show with Fuboshan, he saw with his own eyes that the bald old man could not hide his anger in his chest and his face suddenly became extremely gloomy.

The handsome young man behind him glanced at the bald old man and said carefully: "Elder, what should we do now? Today, we are afraid that we can't recruit disciples. The Heart-Devouring Sect, the Wind Valley and the Yinhun Sect are really hateful!"

"Yes! They clearly didn't take us Fuboshan seriously!" The thin young man next to him was so angry that he gritted his teeth: "Uncle, why don't we go back to Fuboshan first and wait for a month to come again. I don't believe that every time we recruit disciples, they will come over to make trouble."

"Pig brain!"

The bald old man glared at him fiercely and scolded, "If you just retreat like this, wouldn't it be even more ridiculous! Lin Jun, you and Yan Xiong find a place to put out the 'Mo Mingzhu'. I don't believe that Fuboshan will not even receive a disciple."

The bald old man said this to the handsome man.

"Yes, elder."

Lin Jun had no choice but to agree. Yan Xiong didn't dare to say much. In Fubo Mountain, he was most afraid of his uncle Yan Luo, but he was still angry and cursed vaguely and walked down the steps in front of the inn with Lin Jun.

Yan Luo followed them, his brows getting tighter and tighter. It was a trivial matter to be taken away by the Heart Devouring Sect, the Liefeng Valley and the Yinhun Sect. What he paid the most attention to was the things hidden behind this matter. The four low-level sects such as Fubo Mountain and the Heart Devouring Sect are all the lower sects of the "Black God Sect". Logically speaking, if the Heart Devouring Sect, the Liefeng Valley and the Yinhun Sect have caused such a thing, it is impossible for the "Black God Sect" of the upper sect to know, but it never cared about it and did not interfere, which is worth pondering!

Could it be that the "Black God Sect" felt that there was no need for Fubo Mountain to exist, so she allowed the Heart-Devouring Sect, the Wind Valley, and the Yinhun Sect to suppress it? If this is true, it may not take a few years to make the Fubo Mountain, which has been passed down for more than two hundred years, will be divided up!

This is not an exaggeration. The fact that the upper sect is dissatisfied with the lower sect and thus gives up the lower sect is not uncommon in the history of the underworld.

"Hope isn't that bad yet!"

Yan Luo sighed inwardly, suppressed his thoughts, and glanced at more than a dozen disciples from the three sects including the Heart-Devouring Sect, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes...

...

The scenes of the Heart-Devouring Sect, the Hunting Valley and the Yinhun Sect recruiting disciples were in full swing, and excited cheers sounded from time to time in the crowd. However, Fubo Mountain was deserted. In a quarter of an hour, only a dozen young children appeared in front of Yan Luo and the other two. They were all too poorly qualified and were eliminated by the Heart-Devouring Sect, the Hunting Valley and the Yinhun Sect.

Yan Luo's face became increasingly ugly. Naturally, he could not take these crooked jujubes. Although Fubo Mountain is weak, it is not a place to contain garbage. So, without even touching the "Mo Mingzhu", Yan Luo waved his hand to drive them away.

But in this way, the figures that came to them became even more rare. Lin Jun and Yan Xiong felt frustrated. Whenever they looked at the Heart-Devouring Sect, the Liefeng Valley and the Yinhun Sect, they seemed to feel the sarcastic gazes that were glanced over.

"Uncle, the disciples sent by the three sects of the Heart-Devouring Sect are not very good, so why don't I go over and drive them all away!" Yan Xiong could no longer help, and stared at the noisy three groups of people over there, with fierce lights in his eyes.

"Shut up!" Yan Luo shouted in a deep voice.

"Hey, someone has come here, it seems that this person has never been there."

Lin Jun's voice suddenly sounded. Yan Luo and Yan Xiong both looked in surprise and saw a handsome man in black walking over, as if he was walking in the garden, calm and composed, without the tension of other teenagers and children at all.

Yan Luo frowned slightly. This man's age... is probably a bit older. Besides, although he did not sign up for the Heart Devouring Sect, Liefeng Valley and Yinhun Sect, he may have a poor qualification and knew that he could not meet the standards of those three sects.

But no matter what, this young man is better than the guys who came to Fuboshan to sign up after being eliminated by the other three sects. Unconsciously, Yan Luo, Yan Xiong and Lin Jun's tight cheeks became slightly loose.

As soon as the man in black approached, Lin Jun couldn't wait and asked quickly: "Brother, are you here to sign up?"

"good."

The man in black was Nie Kong. Yan Luo and the other three had just walked out of the inn when Nie Kong noticed them.

After observing the registration status of the four sects for a while, Nie Kong had already made a decision. In terms of the strength of the sect, the Heart-Devouring Sect, the Liefeng Valley and the Yinhun Sect are naturally much stronger than Fubo Mountain. But for him now, the most important thing is not which sect to enter, but the sect. Anyway, his purpose of coming here is just to practice, and nothing else matters.

With this idea, it is naturally easy to choose where to register.

The three sects including the Heart-Eating Sect have lowered their qualification requirements this time, but their age is very strict. Once they are over 18 years old, it is useless to have good qualifications. During that time just now, several people were rejected for being over-age.

It’s not that those people have to delay their age before signing up, but that some people can show excellent qualifications when they are young, while others are very late. They undoubtedly belong to the latter, which is the same as the situation in Tianling Continent.

Nie Kong was not sure whether he could successfully join the three sects including the Heart-Eating Sect. If they refused to accept it and then go to Fubo Mountain to register, the final result would be a frustration. If you chose Fubo Mountain from the beginning, the chance of success would be much greater.

The most important thing is that Fuboshan needs someone to save their face, and this gives Nie Kong the opportunity to take advantage of the loopholes!

"Come on, put your hand on the 'Mo Ming Bead' and don't do anything after that."

When he saw Nie Kong nodding, Lin Jun's face suddenly filled with a smile, and he said in a kind tone, but he smiled bitterly in his heart. In the past, those young and children were crying and begging to enter Fubo Mountain, but now it's better, it's the opposite.

Nie Kong smiled slightly, and his right palm gently landed on the "Mo Ming Bead"...
Chapter completed!