Rebirth of the Peerless Demon Pet

Chapter 218

Sect Master Gu Yuan smiled and said nothing, but thought in his heart, the empty peak gate, isn't this just what I want?

The No.13 peak was placed in such a place in Nanling County, and it was not really for the promotion of Guiyuan Shenzong. Naturally, there were other more important reasons. It is impossible to really let the people with lofty ideals of Guiyuan Shenzong go to Nanling County practice.

What's more, the sky was high and the emperor was far away. After Mo Canglan got there, the main sect really had nothing to do with it. What he wanted to do and what he didn't want to do was all up to Mo Canglan to decide.

To this day, Mo Canglan has not met the three Zhenzong Grand Elders.

He also didn't figure out what the real purpose of peak No.13 was, but he had already seen that peak No.13 might be a very special existence.

What is there in Nanling County that made the Han family come to the sect for help with the holy decree?

Could it be that those great elders insisted on making him the peak master just to verify whether he was Han Wushuang?

This is so ridiculous.

However, Mo Canglan was also curious, what kind of place is the spring breeze.

The examinees have already taken their positions one after another, scattered into every corner of the psychic world.

It has to be said that Guiyuan Shenzong's teleportation was quite capable this time, and it was actually divided into groups according to the level of cultivation. The ones who arrived were a few people they didn't know, about ten people in total, a few of them were higher than him, and most of them were lower than him.

Everyone first looked at each other in blank dismay, and then showed expressions of guard, vigilance or apprehension.

A young woman seemed to have sprained her ankle, and she was sitting on the ground gasping for breath and kneading her ankle. Her cultivation base was only at the first level of the Xuan rank, which was not very high, and she could easily become the target of other people's attacks .

Yue Jianwei soon discovered a bad thing.

Except for him and another young man dressed in plain clothes, the other eight people seemed to be in the same group. On their clothes, the words "Tianyinzong" were written exactly the same, and they should be from Tianyinzong. disciple.

Tianyin Sect is one of the twelve sects of the Five Schools, which is under the jurisdiction of Guiyuan Shenzong. Every year, some disciples are directly transferred to Guiyuan Shenzong, but there are also some disciples who are not good at cultivation and not outstanding. Those who passed the exam once every ten years and were admitted to Guiyuan Shenzong were all these disciples.

The one with the highest cultivation level among the Tianyin Sect disciples seems to be at the fifth level of the Xuan rank, and he is also the only one among these people whose cultivation base is higher than Yue Jianwei.

That disciple was followed by others.

"This place is deserted and dangerous. Why don't we go together?" The plainly dressed young man smiled and asked politely, clasping his hands.

A disciple of the Tianyin Sect gave him a sideways look, and said, "Where did you come from a casual cultivator? Our Tianyin Sect has never dealt with casual cultivators, and it would be good if we didn't do anything to you, but you still want to occupy it?" Ours is cheap, why don’t you hurry up?”

The young man's expression changed slightly, and he said, "If that's the case, let's go our separate ways."

As he said that, the young man walked away in a certain direction without saying anything, but Yue Jianwei clearly felt his depression.

The disciples of the Tianyin Sect on this day can be said to have their eyes high above the top, and they can't look down on anyone. For those unorganized and undisciplined casual cultivators, they can't wait to leave eight feet away.

Yue Jianwei thought about it, and he was considered a casual cultivator, so he didn't deal with them.

The eight people looked at Yue Jianwei for a while, and seemed to think that the boy was not threatening, so they ignored him and directly discussed how to act next. Yue Jianwei also heard a disciple whisper: "It looks too ordinary, if it looks better, maybe I will be willing to help."

Within days of the psychic realm, it’s good to be able to take care of yourself. Everyone is in a competitive relationship. In the end, it’s just to be able to enter the sect. Few people will help others, and even see others in trouble. Already considered good.

Yue Jianwei is not quite the same, he does everything according to his mood.

"Miss sister, did you hurt your foot?" Yue Jianwei walked to the side of the ordinary woman, squatted down and said, "Do you have wound medicine on you?"

When the girl heard this, she raised her head, looked at Yue Jian and shook her head slightly, and said: "There is no medicine for the wound, I am poor."

Yue Jianwei: "..."

Yue Jianwei had a lot of wound medicines on his body. He picked out an ordinary pill that could heal wounds but was not so stunning from the Qiankun bracelet, handed it to the woman, and said, "After you take it, it will heal within a quarter of an hour. Everyone has a jade talisman for help, if they can't hold on, they can squeeze the jade talisman and leave directly, after all, life is the most important thing."

The woman smiled gratefully at Yue Jian and said, "Thank you, little friend."

Yue Jianwei waved his hand and said: "It's easy to say, I'm going to find my good friend, goodbye."

"Tch, mind your own business, dogs take mice." A disciple of Tianyin Sect couldn't bear Yue Jian's slight limelight, so he curled his lips in disdain.

The leading disciple said lightly: "It's fine if you don't help others. If others help, there is no need to say anything."

The disciple froze for a moment, bowed his head and said, "Senior brother taught me the lesson."

But no one saw it. The woman secretly took out a recording disk, and the scores of the thousand candidates erected at the gate of the external sect had quietly changed.

Yue Jianwei saved someone, so his base points were not deducted, and he was still at the full fifty.

However, there are a few disciples of the Tianyin Sect who directly deducted one point or two points from their marks. Injured examinees snatched away, what's more, they fought indiscriminately as soon as they landed, and the scene was once very chaotic.

Most of the points of this kind of disciples are deducted by half. Basically, if they don't perform well in the later stage, they will definitely not be able to enter the gate of this sect.

However, if you take part in a fight and get the leader again, if you win a big victory, the score will still not rise or fall. In the words of the peak masters, if you have this ability, you can fight as soon as you fight.

Among them, the performance of a disciple is really eye-catching. This person first hid in a tree to watch the excitement, and when those people were almost beaten, he jumped down and threw a talisman on the left and a talisman on the right. Fix both sides at the same time, and then sternly leave a sentence "half a stick of incense can be solved", and then walk away.

"This disciple numbered [-] is quite interesting. It looks like a talisman cultivator." A peak master has already noticed this person, and he has won the leader without bloodshed, which is really impressive.

"Ah, it's the No.13 peak." The fifth peak owner cried out unexpectedly, and said, "Mr. Mo, you've made a lot of money now."

Nan Gongming heard the words, but poured cold water on him and said: "It's just that this disciple is a talisman cultivator. I remember that Master Mo Feng doesn't seem to practice talisman art."

Mo Canglan raised his eyes, glanced at Nan Gongming, and said, "It's easy to say, if the disciples need it, I can naturally teach it. It's just the art of talismans, and it's not difficult to learn."

"..." Nan Gongming twitched the corners of his mouth, and said, "Prince Mo speaks so loudly."

Mo Canglan calmed down and said leisurely: "A cultivator naturally knows everything."

A ghost who knows everything!

All the peak masters looked sideways, thinking that this kid Mo Canglan has changed, he is clearly still the arrogant, arrogant and conceited guy who could make people want to jump into the river and commit suicide a hundred years ago, although the obvious arrogance on his body is gone , but that's just received in the bones, buried deeper.

Nan Gongming was a little annoyed, and he was eager to win, and said: "Since Young Master Mo is so sure of winning, he speaks very loudly, and he must have a lot of accomplishments in talisman, why don't we make gestures now, what do you think?" how?"

Nangong Ming refining talisman, this is something everyone knows.

He was originally from the Mangshan sect. He studied in Mangshan when he was young, and later he turned to practice the Dharma. He is quite good at talismans. Although he is not as good as the elders of the sect's talismans, there are few people who are his opponents. .

Mo Canglan smiled lightly, his eyebrows stretched out, and the scenery was so bright that it was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes.

Just listen to him say: "Why not."

"..."

Why not.

Nothing wrong.

All in all.

All the peak masters looked at each other in blank dismay, they never knew that Mo Canglan had also practiced talisman.

Nan Gongming heard that he was so arrogant, rude, and domineering, so he wanted to teach him some lessons, let him know that he is no longer what he used to be, and there are many people who are more powerful than him.

Nan Gongming sneered coldly and said: "Okay, then we will fight for talismans here."

Mo Canglan said: "Yes."

Nan Gongming was suddenly pissed off again. After saying so many words, he responded with a single word. In terms of the number of words, he was overwhelmed.

Nan Gongming didn't talk nonsense, Dang even threw out a blank talisman paper, and using his finger as a pen, he quickly drew the inscription on the fighting talisman, only to see the golden talisman plundering towards Mo Canglan quickly, Great fighting spirit.

Mo Canglan also threw out a piece of talisman paper, put his fingers together, and the cinnabar-colored talisman came out complicatedly, and was engraved on the talisman paper with a bang. Fighting up the talisman, he is aggressive, baring his teeth and claws.

The two talismans met in mid-air, and with a bang, they both burned and exploded. For a while, the smoke was lingering and the temperature rose. Pressed on the ground, the little snake couldn't move, struggling hard.

Nangong Ming's face suddenly changed, his eyes were full of disbelief.

Although the inscriptions have no substance, the fighting talisman can transform the shape that the talisman master wants to express. Mo Canglan made a net, and Nan Gongming made a snake. These illusory appearances are not originally strong or weak. It could be that the snake swallowed the net, or the net suppressed the snake, depending on the skill of the talisman drawer.

Obviously, Mo Canglan won.

Nan Gongming couldn't believe it, and cried out: "Impossible, how can you master the Dao of Talismans? You clearly know that you have never been a cultivator of Talismans!"

The others were also taken aback. They thought Mo Canglan was just talking about it for the sake of face, but unexpectedly, he was still a little humble——

What they said at the time was that they were willing to take the initiative to learn the Tao of Talisman for the disciples who understood it, and they never said that they had already practiced the Tao of Talisman, and their Taoism was not bad.

Even though the peak masters were a little restless, their moods were quite complicated.

Mo Canglan calmly watched the weaving net and the little snake evaporate and disappear, turning into spiritual energy and dissipating into the air, never to be seen again. He said quite calmly, "I don't have any skills, how can I dare to take over the position of Peak Master?"

The elder of the questionnaire said with emotion: "Master Mo Peak, you are really hiding something, you are actually so proficient in Talisman."

"It's not proficient, it's just that what I practice is miscellaneous." Mo Canglan said: "Fu Dao is just superficial, and it's far from the real Talisman."

"..."

Nangong Ming's face turned dark immediately, and at the same time, there was a burning sensation on his face.

Bring shame on yourself.

Nan Gongming couldn't help feeling remorse in secret, if he had known that Mo Canglan could even cultivate talismans, he would never have taken the initiative to provoke him.

Nan Gongming could only keep on looking at the picture on the screen wall in a huffy voice.

Mu Yunchang glanced at him, and said, "Master Mo Peak, I want to ask you for someone."

Mo Canglan raised his eyes, looked at Mu Yun and said, "But my younger brother Yun Ze?"