Chapter 395 Worlds in the Ten Directions, Come to My Practice
On the first day of August, the weather is long and it is suitable to accept disciples.
At Song Yunxi's strong request, Chen Mo took off his linen Taoist clothes, which had not changed much in more than ten years, and put on a set of narrow-sleeved textured clothes.
Today is a happy day for Mount Motai, how can you do it casually?
What's more, he is also the headmaster and founder of the Immortal Sect.
His image represents the image of the Immortal Sect!
Motai Mountain’s first public recruitment of disciples has to be more formal, right?
Of course, Chen Mo couldn't say anything, so he had to change his clothes and fulfill his wish.
Not only that, even Ouyang Dongqing, who has always been slovenly and slovenly, put on a long-sleeved ink-dyed robe for the first time today, with auspicious clouds fluttering in the sleeves, and there is a trace of fairy spirit. appearance.
Originally Song Yunxi wanted to bring the green and red snake demon with him. In his words, the more things to support the scene, the better.
But this suggestion was ruthlessly rejected by Chen Mo.
First of all, the green and red snake demon is too scary, and those mortals are afraid that half of their lives will be taken away from them if they see it.
Secondly, none of the monsters in Changge Lingchi are worry-free. If the green and red snake monster hadn’t restrained them, that old turtle would definitely have taken the lead and caused trouble in the family. Everything was turned upside down.
So, Motai Mountain finally sent out a luxurious lineup of the founder, the current headmaster, the great elder Lingzhi, the great elder beast control, the great elder Chuangong, the great elder Shiwu, the great elder Fulu, etc., a group of three people Go to a space entrance near Pingdu Island.
The geographical location of the spiritual world is very special, and it is not connected with the human world where ordinary people live.
If ordinary people want to enter the spiritual world and worship the immortal gate, they can only come across space through a special entrance.
Once you enter, there is no possibility of going back.
In other words, spiritual practice is a road of no return.
If they cannot successfully join the Immortal Sect, what awaits them is either to become a weakling under the Immortal Sect who will not be able to stand up for many years, relying on a book of the most basic exercises and doing it for decades. day's work.
Or they will flee to Beiyue City and become a member of the slums, crowded in crowded, dirty and chaotic neighborhoods, living a life of inhumanity.
The most miserable ones are naturally those mines that have no status at all and where life and death are unpredictable.
Chen Mo was lucky enough to go there once, and his impression of the place was very bad.
About a thousand people are replenished in Beiyue City every year. In addition, the descendants of "natives" such as Ling Zhifu and Miner will gather here, and there will be a total of about three thousand people.
And among them, at most one-fifth of the people can successfully worship the Immortal Sect.
Other people will flow to three other places.
Perhaps those mortals who have always been full of expectations and thought only about seeking immortality and immortality would never have imagined that after coming here, they would have a desolate fate waiting for them.
Over the years, the teleportation point of Qiuxianwen has long been locked up, and the surrounding area has combined the power of all the major immortal sects to set up a formation. People inside can neither see the true situation of the outside world. He couldn't even take a step out of the formation.
There are thirteen pavilions built around the "cage".
A gold-lacquered plaque hangs on each pavilion, writing the name of the Immortal Gate.
Xianwumen, Shizhenmen, and Beiyue City all have their own places.
Song Yunxi had come alone before this day. He did not take off the plaque of [Qingyang Sect], but replaced another immortal gate that had been lost in the long river of history.
There are now only eight immortal gates left around Beiyue City, only nine including the city.
According to past practice, at noon on the first day of August, a thousand mortals from the human world will appear here.
The descendants of all the "indigenous" people will enter the formation a day or two early, waiting for the selection of the immortal gate.
In fact, these "natives" know very well that if they had good talents, they would have been spotted by the disciples of the Immortal Sect and selected into the sect.
The remaining ones will come here year after year just for the chance to reach the sky.
As for the result...it is often that after losing again and again, one finally recognizes the reality and changes to another spiritual field to farm. When Chen Mo and his party arrived, many people from other immortal sects had already arrived.
Beiyue City was personally led by Nie Yuanzhi, who together with Li Tingyi had guarded here early.
As soon as he saw them coming, he immediately led the people to greet them.
"Brother Chen! Long time no see!" Nie Yuanzhi greeted him generously.
When he saw Ouyang Dongqing, he was obviously stunned.
Obviously, it was a bit surprising for the other party to appear on such an occasion.
"Brother Nie!" Chen Mo stepped forward to bow, and then continued happily, "Long time no see, Brother Nie has improved a lot! Come on, let me introduce you."
“This is also the first eldest brother I have become a sworn sworn brother, and he is also the great elder of Mount Motai. His name is Song Yunxi.”
"Greetings to fellow Taoist Song. It seems that we are brothers too! Nice to meet you!"
"Thank you for taking care of my younger brother these years." Song Yunxi bowed his hands and said politely, "We are both brothers Chen "Brother, we should treat each other as brothers."
After the two exchanged pleasantries, Nie Yuanzhi looked at Ouyang Dongqing again.
"Ouyang, are you used to living here these days?"
After all, this is his uncle, so he still has to give him face: "Of course, he has enough energy to manage the house. I You can blow it up if you want, no one will care about it.”
Nie Yuanzhi twitched the corner of his mouth and was so teasing that he could not speak.
Even the mighty Nie's Trading Company cannot afford to supply a talisman master.
Thinking about it, ordinary immortal sects really can’t afford Ouyang Dongqing’s consumption!
Forget about the first and second level talismans, there is always the need to speculate on some fictitious third level talismans.
Originally, Nie Yuanzhi just wanted to say hello, and he knew very well what kind of person his brother-in-law was, so it would be a good idea to send him to Chen Mo.
"Headmaster Chen, the whole Beiyue City is in an uproar over the issue of accepting disciples in Motai Mountain!"
"What are you talking about."
At this time, the other party turned around and turned to Nie behind him. Xin waved his hand and greeted him.
Seeing such a beautiful person, Song Yunxi on the side admired her unconsciously!
This appearance is probably even better than that of Bai Zhirou back then!
Nie Xin stepped forward and nodded, and Chen Mo smiled at her.
"Headmaster Chen, what do you think of Xin'er's talent?"
"No one in ten thousand!"
At this age, being able to practice to the foundation-building realm, oneself It's just not an easy thing.
"How about Xin'er worshiping at Motai Mountain today?"
Chen Mo was slightly startled by Nie Yuanzhi's words, which were obviously beyond his expectation.
The status of direct descendants of the Nie family can be said to be very high. Generally, except for marriage, they rarely become disciples of other immortal sects.
What’s more, she is not someone else!
Seeing that he was silent, Song Yunxi understood the current situation instantly, and hurriedly said: "Okay! I agreed on behalf of the headmaster!"
(End of this chapter)