She took the Xiuxian cannon fodder script

Chapter 22 Chapter 22

Mo Yuheng raised his eyebrows. Could it be that Mo Zhixue is planning to play tricks, she needs to pay attention.

Mo Zihan saw that everyone was here, and took them to Mingchao Hall.

Countless people followed behind, with excitement and anticipation.

Going to the Ming Dynasty Hall means that they can become cultivators of immortals.

Soon, I came to a huge doorway with the largest plaque hanging on it, with three gilded characters before my eyes: Ming Dynasty Hall.

What followed was that the disciples of the other two generations stood together with the Zizi generation and the Shouzi generation. This time, the spiritual root disciples gathered again for this test. There were always 50 people in total.

The three leaders of Mo Zihan nodded and greeted each other. He took the lead and said, "Since we have brought here, our mission has been completed, and we should go back to the business."

"That's right, Mo Zihan, congratulations! You never expected that there would be so many talented people with good spiritual roots among the juniors you received. It seems that your reward is very generous." One of the leaders said enviously.

Everyone knows that it is more troublesome to receive this kind of task, and the reward is less, so very few people accept this task.

The amount of their prizes is related to testing the quality of Linggen children.

The better the spiritual root, the more prizes, on the contrary, the worse the spiritual root, the less prizes you get.

This time they took over the reception task of testing the spiritual roots, and divided them into three different generations. Originally, they thought that the quality of the spiritual roots would not be very good because there were few people in the test.

So excitedly, he took the lead in accepting the mission of the other generation's younger brother, and now it's all right, the other party's luck has exploded.

How did he know that there was a genius with a single spiritual root and two geniuses with dual spiritual roots.

Their intestines are green from ruin, their eyes are full of jealousy, and their words are yin and yang.

Mo Zihan cupped his hands and saluted, and responded modestly: "I'm lucky to pick up shit, and the two elder brothers thought I was young and polite. Why don't we go to collect the rewards together. Today I will be the host, and I will take you to Fulailou for dinner. Meal."

The two leaders were sour, and there was jealousy in their eyes. When they heard that the other party invited them to Fulailou for a spiritual meal, their eyes lit up, and there was still jealousy.

Fulai Building is a place specially provided by Jinlin City for those who cultivate immortals to eat. Of course, what they eat is not ordinary food.

Food contains a lot of spiritual energy. Through cooking, the spiritual energy becomes mild and enters the monk's body. It is easy to absorb and will not produce impurities.

Ingredients that contain a lot of spiritual energy are laborious to cultivate, and they have to be cooked by a special spiritual chef. Each dish is complicated and expensive to eat. In the entire Golden Scale City, only the children of the Mo family will eat it once because of their wealth. twice.

Mo Zihan was generous and invited the two of them to go. If they finished eating, he would probably reward them with 1/10.

"I never thought that my virtuous brother is so generous, so we should obey orders instead of being respectful!" The leader nodded excitedly, anticipating, hurriedly took the other party's hand, and went to receive the reward, so impatient.

With helplessness and sighs, Mo Zihan was extremely concealed, not paying attention to observation, and thought that the relationship between the three was very good friends.

Mo Yuheng had a panoramic view of the interaction between them, which also taught her a lesson, and the truth of not revealing money was clearly imprinted in her mind.

Too much money for nothing.

If someone finds out, it's your fault.

Because in the eyes of others, you are just a mobile savings warehouse, fat sheep, it's not good to be remembered by others, and you don't know about your calculations.

Mo Zihan had left a message before, so he went straight in and there was a large square with a high platform in the middle and many futons under it.

The futon is prepared for these newcomers, to induce them to enter the body.

The people of the family who taught them to induce the body were already waiting inside.

Eight people including Mo Yuheng formed a small group and followed the flow of people.

Looking up, there was a young boy sitting cross-legged on the high platform, with his eyes closed, his expression indifferent, and his whole body full of sharpness, which made people dare not approach him.

Mo Yuheng looked at it for a while, then dragged Mo Jianpu and the others to quickly find a seat closer to the front, and sat cross-legged on the futon.

The children who were originally lazy and leisurely, saw the boy on the high platform, their feet and legs trembled constantly, and they couldn't get out even if they took a step forward.

Everyone came in one after another, and there were only a few people sitting on the futons.

The teenager opened his eyes, his eyes were indifferent, as if he had no emotion.

It was very cold in the past, and my hands kept hugging each other to keep warm.

In the dark, there were several elders sitting, including the patriarch Mo Zangqing.

"Hahaha, these children are really scared by this Mo Rongyin stinky boy." The elder laughed heartily, it was very interesting, his precious grandson Mo Lingbai recommended Mo Rongyin to teach qi.

At first, he objected, but when he saw the other party's indifferent and distant attitude, he suddenly thought of an idea, discussed with all the elders and patriarchs, and finally decided.

In previous years, the teaching of introducing qi into the body was so gentle and did not put pressure on these little guys. After all, they were young, so how could they concentrate all their attention on cultivation.

This time, the effect seems to be very good, and there is a burst of complacency.

"That's right, it's rare and rare, those rural children are fine, but the children outside the courtyard are spoiled since they were young, and they don't know the sufferings of the world, so they should be sharpened." The third elder stroked his beard and agreed.

The fourth elder formed such a face, full of disdain and disapproval: "What's so exciting? Those children are all frightened, and the shadows have come out, how can they still have the mind to cultivate?"

"Fourth, it's not right for you to say that. Don't tell me you're talking about yourself? Back then..." What did the third elder want to say?
A little flustered and angry, the four elders interrupted the next words in a loud voice: "I'm not respectful for the old, I'm already old, and I always talk about the past."

"Who do you say is disrespectful to the old? You are jealous that the old man has a good granddaughter."

"Your granddaughter Mo Caidie is ranked ninth, she is my grandson's one-shot enemy."

"I don't have someone's grandson who always finds Mo Li's bad luck. If he can't beat him, he will go up and beat him."

"you……"

The two quarreled endlessly, causing the other three's brains to hurt. The first elder couldn't bear it anymore, slapped the table heavily, and shouted: "Shut up all of you, and quarrel here, why don't you find more things to do?" How to solve the problem of introducing Qi into the body of the new disciple as soon as possible."

Even in a big family, it seems that they get along harmoniously and agree with each other, but there are conflicts and fights among them.

Mo Yuheng didn't know and couldn't hear these things, because they were covered by formations.

At this moment, Mo Rongyin was sitting, opened his cold eyes, and scanned the crowd, everyone felt chills in their hearts.

Mo Yuheng also felt cold and oppressed, yes, mental oppression would break people down, even if Mo Rongyin only released a little bit, it was not something they could easily bear, as the control was very strong.

She and Mo Zhixue are better off, others are not so lucky.

Mo Zhixue's eyes turned cold, and the cold air was blowing out. She looked dissatisfied at Mo Yuheng's calmness and leisure, compared with other children who were chattering teeth and trembling all over the body: "Old Mo, with your help, how can she get rid of the cold air in her body?" bear such icy pressure."

Mo Lao searched the past with his soul power, looked and scanned Mo Yuheng, but found nothing, just like an ordinary child.

Thinking of his detection of the mutated ice spirit root, he thought for a while and replied: "Because it is a mutated ice spirit root, and the cold does not invade."

(End of this chapter)