Doomed, the whole sect begged me to come out of the mountain

Chapter 13 When Others Participate in the Challenge Competition and Get Beaten, She Cultivates Flowers to Cultivate Her Body

Yan Jin made them stare at him for several days, and Mo Yu watered the flowers and swept the floor every day, which was very pleasant.

Those who stare at her can't stand it anymore, and feel like wasting their time.

These days, for the sake of their own sect, everyone, from direct disciples to outer disciples, does not practice hard every day, for fear of falling behind others.

But this Mo Yu knows how to sleep well every day, and if he is in a good mood, he will go out for a walk, what a waste of life!
Yanyan, the two disciples who were marking people, reported the matter.

"Sovereign, we really can't keep an eye on him anymore. This Mo Yu is a dou who can't afford to support him. He doesn't practice every day, but only knows how to sleep and walk around. There is no need to follow him at all."

Hearing this, Jin Jin frowned, "Is that true? Are you sure she didn't cultivate in some kind of magic weapon?"

The two disciples said: "No, I slept soundly on the bed."

"At her age, with her cultivation level, how could the Tuoyuezong give her such a precious magic weapon?"

"Sect Master, there is really no need to continue to follow her. You should let us go back to practice. It will be the day when Sword Cultivation Cliff will be opened. We have to work hard to practice."

Yan Jin was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.

"it is good."

Mo Yu has recently become obsessed with growing flowers.

The exercises she is practicing now need a lot of vitality to nourish them if they want to run faster.

It stands to reason that human beings have the strongest vitality, but all the sect's disciples have gone to find places to practice, so she plans to plant flowers in the yard.

She flipped her palm over, and a seed fell into her palm. Using her spiritual power, she placed all the seeds in the ground, and then continued to nourish them with her spiritual power. Soon, the seeds germinated and bloomed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Smelling the scent of flowers, the corners of Mo Yu's mouth slowly curled up, feeling relieved.

Suddenly, the door outside was knocked loudly.

Mo Yu opened his eyes, feeling a little displeased.

Before she could speak, the door was kicked open.

"Hey, are the people inside still alive? Why are you entrusting Yuezong to be so cowardly? You don't come out on weekdays? Are you afraid of being bullied by us?"

Those who came were all inner disciples of the Shuiyun Sect, and they were just promoted from the outer sect, monks in the Qi refining period, which can be regarded as contempt for the Tuoyue Sect.

Mo Yu stood at the door with a calm expression: "What's the matter?"

This was in the previous life, who would dare to yell like this in front of her?
With his hands behind his back, Mo Yu lightly rubbed his fingertips, and there was a faint flash of spiritual power.

Such a nonchalant and majestic appearance actually made the clamoring people at the door feel a little timid.

The leading male disciple cleared his throat and casually threw a challenge letter on the ground.

"Our Shuiyun Sect's challenge letter is a tradition. Your sect arranges it yourself. There will be the first competition tomorrow. If you miss the appointment, this matter will spread throughout the cultivation world. Your suzerain will not be able to bear it , it's best not to miss the appointment."

It's really troublesome that this tradition still exists.

Mo Yu frowned, and said in a cold voice, "Pick it up and bring it to me."

The leading disciple snorted and knelt down to get the challenge letter on the ground.

The disciple on the side tugged at his arm.

"Senior brother, you can take...isn't it good?"

Only then did the leading disciple come to his senses, looking at the challenge letter in his hand, he felt both ashamed and angry.

Why did he listen to this woman all of a sudden with a fever in his head?
It was like being bewitched just now, so strange!

"You, a small introductory disciple, dare to talk to me with this attitude, are you looking for death?"

"You are looking for death."

At this time, a cold male voice sounded leisurely.

The disciple was shocked to find that he could not move the hand holding the challenge letter.

Immediately afterwards, a cyan figure floated across the air and landed on Mo Yu's side.

Yu Junhao's face was cold, "Leave the things, get out."

The disciple looked at him in horror.

The challenge letter in his hand suddenly flew up into the air and floated towards Yu Junhao. Immediately afterwards, his body seemed to be hit by something. A group of people screamed and were thrown out, and the door slammed shut.

Yu Junhao played with the challenge letter in his hand, "Half a month's challenge? The first round is a first-level disciple in the foundation establishment period. Do you want to participate?"

Mo Yu glanced at him, "I won't participate."

She turned to her own flowerbed, brushing her palm over the petals.

The delicate flowers are getting more and more beautiful.

Yu Junhao looked at her with great interest, "If you don't go, Master won't be able to show his face, and our Tuoyue Sect will become a generous existence that everyone laughs at."

Mo Yu shrugged, "Look at what I can't carry on my shoulders. I'm an entry-level third-rank trash. It's probably not my turn to participate in this kind of challenge."

After going through her previous life, she was completely enlightened.

As long as it's weak enough, you don't need to support it when the sky falls.

Back then, when she reached the Mahayana stage, the sect was still at the second rank, and if the sect encountered any crisis, she had to come forward.

Although there is no need to fight much, it is just showing your face, but it is also exhausting.

Well now, what can she do as a little trash who has entered the third rank?

"Brother, do you want to participate?"

Yu Junhao said coldly: "The reputation of the sect has nothing to do with me. I am a disciple of the master, not a disciple of the Tuoyue Sect. Leave this matter to others."

How indifferent...

Mo Yu looked at the delicate and beautiful peony flower in front of him, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

Such a person is really interesting.

She yawned lazily and listened to the system's prompt.

[Ding dong!You have a new check-in task, within an hour, go to Zongmen alchemy room to check in. 】

She knelt down and picked some well-grown flowers and put them in the basket.

"Senior brother, I will trouble you with this matter. Tell everyone, I will go out for a while."

Looking at her busy and thin back, Yu Junhao said, "You seem to know that Gong Man?"

Mo Yu paused.

Immediately afterwards, she heard Yu Junhao's voice that concealed killing intent.

"Let her stay away from Jing'er, otherwise, don't blame me for being cruel. I only show mercy to her for your sake. I don't have much patience."

This is Yu Junhao's original intention of coming here to find her.

Mo Yudai frowned, and when she looked back, Yu Junhao had already disappeared.

What disappeared together was the challenge letter.

The 'Jing'er' in his mouth should be Bai Roujing.

He is really infatuated, he doesn't even care about the sect, but he just concentrates on running around for that Bai Rou.

Mo Yu was not interested in other people's private affairs, so he packed a few flowers and went to the alchemy room to check in.

As soon as she went out, she saw the disciples who broke in just now, all with bruised noses and swollen faces, as if they had been beaten up.

When those people saw her, they fled in desperation as if they had seen a ghost.

(End of this chapter)