Chapter 10 Eighteen years old!

"Buzz!"

The Mo Mingzhu trembled slightly, and then Nie Kong noticed a breath penetrated from the Mo Mingzhu into his right palm, and then spread along his arm...

Death!

Nie Kong instantly identified the nature of the aura, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but tilt.

Interestingly, the dead energy was not flowing peacefully, but was surging like a wave... In a moment of thought, Nie Kong had already vaguely understood how Mo Mingzhu distinguished a person's cultivation qualifications.

If humans in the Tianling Continent want to cultivate various spiritual powers, they must first possess various corresponding physical attributes such as wind, thunder, water, and fire, and then the level of physical transparency.

Humans in the underworld are a little different. They have more or less integrated dead energy into their bodies. It can be said that the attributes of the body can no longer constitute an obstacle to cultivation. The only way to judge whether they can become black spirit masters is the intensity of dead energy in their bodies.

The stronger the dead energy contained in the body, the better the qualifications, and the more you achieve the result with half the effort when practicing.

vice versa.

The Mo Mingzhu resonates with the dead air in the body through the fluctuations of the dead air, and then feedbacks the result back through the fluctuations of the dead air.

Since he saw through the principle of Mo Mingzhu, Nie Kong no longer hesitated. He thought about it and the dead energy condensed into the nine hidden holes slowly began to tremble. In just a few seconds, the fluctuations of the two dead energy were perfectly integrated, as if they were one.

"boom!"

The next moment, the Mo Ming Bead vibrated violently, and a ball of extremely strong black light suddenly exploded, and a loud roar almost spread throughout the open space.

This sudden huge movement scared Yan Luo, Lin Jun and Yan Xiong opposite him. Immediately, looking at the expanding black light, the three of them couldn't help but be stunned, and a look of shock and incredible appeared in their eyes-

The Mo Ming Pearl was originally only the size of a fist, but now it expanded dozens of times in an instant. It looked like a black sun with a diameter of more than one meter, shining with light.

At this moment, the billions of black lights attracted almost everyone around. For a moment, the open space was silent, and shocked eyes fell on the black ball with black light flashing, and everyone's face was full of incredible things.

"Elder, this, this..."

After a long time, Lin Jun's round eyes blinked, swallowed his saliva in his throat with difficulty, and said quietly. Yan Xiong also woke up like a dream, opening his mouth slightly, looking at Nie Kong up and down like a monster.

"well!"

Yan Luo's gloomy face suddenly stretched out.

Nie Kong's performance was much beyond Yan Luo's expectations. When he saw Nie Kong coming, Yan Luo's mood was relieved, but he did not take Nie Kong seriously. One reason was that he seemed to be older, and the other reason was that he abandoned the Heart-Devouring Sect, the Liefeng Valley and the Yinhun Sect. It is very likely that he knew that his qualifications were too poor, so he came to Fubo Mountain to try his luck.

But unexpectedly, after Nie Kong touched the Mo Ming Pearl, the bead showed such a huge change! You should know that when using the "Mo Ming Pearl", if the black light blooms strongly and expands, the greater the expansion, it means the better the qualification.

Generally speaking, if the Mo Ming Bead can expand twice, it will reach the minimum standard for cultivation; if it expands five or six times, its qualifications will be very good; if it expands ten times, it can basically be called a cultivation genius, and it will expand dozens of times...

That is definitely a super genius that is rare in a century!

Yan Luo felt like he had a treasure, his smile on his face became stronger and stronger, and he asked kindly: "Little guy, what's your name?"

"Nie Kong."

Nie Kong withdrew his right palm, the black light suddenly retracted, and the "Mo Ming Pearl" also contracted rapidly, and it had returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.

"How old?" Yan Luo asked with a smile again, but his eyes were only staring at Nie Kong, as if he wanted to see through Nie Kong's heart.

"eighteen!"

Nie Kong reduced himself by two years without blushing.

"well!"

Yan Luo said two more words "good" in succession, as if he believed in his words. Lin Jun and Yan Xiong heard that Nie Kong was only eighteen years old, and their faces were filled with surprise. It can be seen that Yan Luo did not show any sign of detecting Nie Kong's real age, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his heart.

But soon, this doubt was overwhelmed by excitement!

Unexpectedly, Fuboshan could receive such an excellent disciple. The two of them felt the depression in their hearts swept away, and proudly cast two provocative gazes at the disciples of the Heart-Devouring Sect, Liefeng Valley and Yinhun Sect, and a feeling of pride appeared from the bottom of their hearts.

“…”

"Such a good qualification, but unfortunately I am already eighteen years old!"

"Yes, if you were a few years younger, maybe you would be another one in the future..."

"Who knows if he is really only eighteen years old? The elder of Fuboshan did not check his real age. Judging from his face, he might be twenty years old!"

"This is not sure. I have a cousin who is only fifteen years old and looks like he is thirty."

“…”

After the initial shock, everyone could no longer bear it and muttered in a low voice, either envy, questioning, or jealous... But Huo Yan, who had just reached the minimum standard and became a disciple of the Heart-Devouring Sect, did not say anything for a long time. He never expected that Nie Kong, who had been chatting with him for so long last night, had such a terrifying qualification and talent. Unfortunately, he went to Fubo Mountain.

"Eighteen years old? I think he is twenty-eight years old!"

A loud voice suddenly appeared, and a male disciple of the Heart-Devouring Sect was speaking, staring at Nie Kong with a sneer. Although he was also shocked by Nie Kong's strong qualifications, he still couldn't believe that Nie Kong was only eighteen years old.

"Not bad! I don't even check my real age, but who knows whether it's true or not!"

A disciple from Hunting Valley immediately responded.

“…”

But no matter how sarcastic they were, some teenagers who were preparing to sign up became hesitant and twisted and looked around from time to time.

Yan Luo seemed to have not heard the sarcasm of the disciples of the Heart-Devouring Sect and others. He grabbed Nie Kong's palm and pulled him in front of him, and said with a smile, "Eighteen years old, it's indeed a bit old, but with your talent, it's not a problem to be older."

After pausing, Yan Luo glanced around quickly and laughed loudly, "Nie Kong, from now on, you will be my disciple of Fubo Mountain! When you return to the sect, I will recommend you to our Sect Master of Fubo Mountain, and he will personally accept you as your disciple."

"Thank you, elder."

Nie Kong bowed slightly, his eyes full of gratitude.

Once you enter the sect, you will become a disciple of the sect leader! This is a great temptation for any young child who wants to become a black spirit master!

In an instant, those who had not yet signed up were even more ready to move—

Although the Heart-Devouring Sect, the Liewind Valley and the Yinhun Sect are stronger than Fubo Mountain, they have recruited so many disciples now. Even if they can squeeze in, they may not receive much good treatment. In contrast, Fubo Mountain has only recruited one disciple now...

...

After a while, two young children followed their parents to Lin Jun and Yan Xiong.

Some people lead the way, and some people follow. After a few minutes, the number of people gathered on Fubo Mountain has increased to more than a dozen. Although it is still difficult to compare with the three sects such as the Heart-Devouring Sect, it seems at least no longer as cold as before, and Lin Jun and Yan Xiong have become more busy.

Yan Luo looked at the young boy who came to sign up with a smile, but his lips were slightly squirming, and the sound of mosquitoes floated to Nie Kong's ears: "Little guy, tell me, how old are you? I don't believe you are really eighteen years old!"

"It'll be twenty-one soon."

Nie Kong smiled slightly, his voice also very low.

“That’s right.”

Yan Luo nodded slightly.

If Nie Kong was really only eighteen years old, with his amazing talent and qualifications, it would never be possible to come to Fubo Mountain. And his real age was almost twenty-one, so it would be very reasonable to register for Fubo Mountain. Although twenty-one and eighteen are only three years apart, it is like a chasm for cultivation. If Nie Kong was only eighteen years old, his cultivation might be very good in the future, but if he was almost twenty-one years old, no matter how good his qualifications were, his cultivation would not be much higher in the future.

For the Heart-Devouring Sect, the Hunting Valley, and the Yinhun Sect, Nie Kong, who is almost twenty-one years old and has excellent qualifications, it is better to acquire a teenager or child who only meets the minimum standards, because their qualifications still have a few years of room for growth.

Once Nie Kong registered for the three sects, the final result was probably rejected. The benefits of coming to Fubo Mountain to register from the beginning were obvious! Yan Luo knew very well that Nie Kong must have seen through these things before coming.

"You are a smart person!"

Yan Luo looked at Nie Kong with admiration and whispered, but he felt quite regretful. With his qualifications, if he could be more young than ten years younger, even if he was five or six years old, if nothing unexpected happens, there might be more people who think they are super strong in the future!

Of course, if Nie Kong was really that old, even if Fuboshan included him in the sect, he would be forcibly taken away by those high-level or super-level sects.

Time keeps passing, and the figures surrounding you are still slowly increasing.

The lively scene lasted until noon. The Heart-Devouring Sect, Liefeng Valley and Yinhun Sect all accepted dozens of disciples, while Fuboshan only accepted twelve people in one morning, ten of whom had just met the minimum standard for cultivation, and the remaining two were one very excellent qualifications, just eighteen years old, and the other was even more difficult to see in a century. Unfortunately, the age was almost twenty-one.

One of these two people is Huangshan and the other is Nie Kong.

What surprised Nie Kong was that Huangshan, who brought himself out of the "Destroyed God Cave", would actually come to Fubo Mountain to register. With his qualifications, it was more than enough to enter the Heart Devouring Sect. But after thinking about it, Nie Kong already understood that Huangshan was extremely filial, and Fubo Mountain was closest to Huangcun, so it was convenient to go home. It was reasonable that he did not choose sects such as the Heart Devouring Sect.

Not long after, Yan Luo ordered to return to the mountain.
Chapter completed!