Fox Demon Cultivation Manual

There was a warm coldness in these eyes, and suddenly Mo Yao disciple retreated, and he stepped back unconsciously.

On the one hand, the gentle-hearted disciple has stood up and said to him, "Master, Xu is tired of you, but take a rest next to it. I will ask someone to replace you."

The person called as the master still stared at Rong Bai, only feeling that his eyes couldn't move away. The more he looked, the more he felt coldness. In the end, the brother waved a wave in front of him and pulled him back to God.

He was almost flustered and fled into the pillar gate.

The brother called another person, turned around and smiled at Song Ci, "the brother is anxious, and I still forgive him for the offense."

Song Ci then noticed that this gentle disciple turned out to be one of the two Moyao disciples I met in Leyu City the other day.

He thought to himself what kind of bad luck this man had gone through. The former brother was a bad temper, and the latter brother was a dog-like.

Rong Bai retracted his hand on the table without a trace, and raised a sweet smile, and said to this disciple, "It doesn't matter."

"Come, you stand here, I will help you continue to enter." He waved at them.

Wen Changchu saw the registration while watching the excitement. Now that the entry is finished, he is standing by and waiting.

"This faction has three options: peace, security, and meditation. Which one do you want to enter?"

"Pan chaos, chase this," Wen Changchu shouted.

Rong Bai didn't know whether he had thought about it early in the morning, or he directly followed his heart and replied, "I choose peace."

"What about you?" Asked Xiang Song again.

Song Ci, of course, followed Rong Bai properly, and he chose peace without hesitation. After the disciple made a simple note, he stood up and invited one person to him and said, "You take my place for the time being, I will send the three of them personally, and they will come in a moment."

"Small master, walk slowly." The man saluted respectfully.

"Come on, you follow me." Wenrun's little master beckoned the three of Song Ci.

After entering the pillar gate, the view in front of it suddenly widened, and there was a large field in front of it. When the breeze passed, it caused a shallow layer of grass waves.

Looking up to the forefront, a huge palace sits entirely on the wilderness, in the middle, is a three-story white stone ladder. On both sides of the ladder are large pillars that are thicker than the pillar gate, layer by layer.

Above the stone ladder is an extremely wide white stone door. The width of the door eaves is both blue and carved. The inscription on the door is very magnificent: Moyao Xianmen.

Song Ci only felt that this magnificent palace was worthy of the imperial palace, and looked a bit more immortal.

"My name is Zhu Yishu, you can call me Master Zhu, because in the next month, I will teach you some simple methods to deal with the trial of the second month." Zhu Yishu walking in front.

"Master Zhu." Wen Changchu called out very familiarly, walked to Zhu Yishu two or three steps, and smiled very well, "Do we have to wait until we pass the trial?"

"Yes, only through the trials will you become disciples of Moyao. When you are introduced, you will be given words and persuasion. If you have good qualifications, you may be accepted as apprentices by the elders of the teacher and taught by yourself. Zhu Yishu answered.

Rong Bai suddenly asked, "How many elders are here?"

Zhu Yishu did not expect that he would ask this question. He turned around unexpectedly, but saw Rong Bai's eyes twisted with smile, very harmless and kind.

He didn't think much and answered patiently. "There are two elders. Elder Qingyi is the head brother. He rarely shows up on weekdays. It should be closed in the near future. You should not see it. One is the elder of Qingyuan. She is the head teacher and sister. She is in charge of everything in the school on weekdays. If she passes the trial, she can be seen. "

"What about the head?" Wen Changchu asked.

"The head has gone out and traveled, and must not be able to return in a short time." He smiled and touched Changchu's head. "If you want to see the head, try to pass the trial."

"That ..." At this time, Song Ci, who had been silent, couldn't help but speak.

After answering the questions from Wen Changchu and Rong Bai, Zhu Yishu looked at Song Ci and said, "What's your question?"

"Are you going to eat or eat here?" He said.

As soon as the problem came out, Wen Changchu looked at him like an idiot: What is your dementia problem?

Even Zhu Yishu nodded and nodded, "Yes, you don't have to worry about eating and living."

"That's fine." Song Cisong breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't ask for anything else, as long as the food was eaten.

Rong Bai suddenly looked up at the sky, without knowing what to follow, he went straight to the most eastern, and the clear blue sky reflected the clear blue sky under the sky.

As if in the eyes, a beautiful color fainted, although it looks like a teenager, it is also beautiful.

Song Ci is the one lost in beauty. He stared at Rong Bai and looked up along his line of sight. There was only a broad blue sky above his head. There was a round of rising sun hanging in the place where his eyes were fixed. The scenery is less beautiful than white eyes.

When he glanced back, he sneaked a glance on Rong Bai's face, thinking to himself, this Rong Bai doesn't seem to be too old, but why does he always look alive for a long time?

Wen Changchu was still entangled with Zhu Yishu, but all the questions were answered by Zhu Yishu. Among them, Song Ci remembered clearly that he said that there would be a test after he entered the door.

The first screening over the pillar door was to block those who had passed the age.

The second choice is in the door. After entering, the young people will go to the spirit test stone and touch it. If there is light, it means that they have spiritual knowledge. , Can only go down the mountain from the door.

The brighter the spirit stone, the higher the talent, the better the qualifications.

Song Ci thought to himself, no matter what spirit stone it is, as long as it is not a mirror of a demon.

The huge door in the center is not open on weekdays. It will only open if there is any major event in the martial arts. It is said that the last time it was opened was because of a group of monsters.

Four people entered the Moya Xianmen, which is known as the world, from the normal-sized door.

After entering, he was taken by Zhu Yishu outside a hall without a name. The hall was divided into dozens of long queues. They were being tested with spirit stones. send out.

When disciple Mo Yao, who was standing at the door, saw Zhu Yishu, he quickly bowed his head and said, "Little Master."

"Mr. Master, why do they call you Little Master?" Wen Changchu asked curiously.

"The first two doors are people who are level and chaotic. According to their seniority, they called me an uncle." Zhu Yishu Wen smiled and answered the last question, and said to them, "Go in."

The hall was not so noisy as imagined, no one was cheering or crying, but just heard the name kept coming.

In the front of the hall, a man with a look of about thirty years old was sitting with his eyes closed, and beside each test spirit stone, there was a disciple of Mo Yao, holding a copy in his hand and seeing the spirit stone. Ask for the name when you're done, and make a "please" gesture if you don't light up to get people out.

Zhu Yishu stepped forward to the man, bowed his head and saluted, "The disciple has met Master." The lazy listen to the book www.lanren9.com

When the man heard his ears and opened his eyes, it was surprising that he originally looked plain, but those eyes were very beautiful. When he opened it, he smiled with Yingying, "Shou Shu, go early in the morning Where are you working? "

"The disciples went to Zhumen to help the teacher enter. I just got free." Zhu Yishu replied.

Song Ci looked at Zhu Yishu's appearance, but only felt that this person seemed to be gentle and polite to everyone, without showing a little humility, but it was comfortable.

"You came just right, sit for me for a while, and sit here all morning, and my buttocks hurt." The man busy waving at him, stood up and twisted his waist, "I'll look elsewhere."

Zhu Yishu replied, and after seeing him away, he stood by that seat, didn't sit down, and his face kept a soft look, which eased the tension of the people below.

Wen Changchu hit Song Ci's arm and whispered, "Do you know who was the one who just left?"

"I don't know." Song Ci said.

"This man's name is Dai Yanxing, No. Li Yanyan, and he is the gatekeeper of Pingranmen. He was said to have participated in the Chaos Rebellion that year, and he could rise to the immortal step by step, but I don't know why he stayed in Moyao school."

"This person is so powerful?" Song Ci subconsciously glanced at Rongbai, comparing them secretly.

Rong Bai didn't care about the surrounding environment, and Song Ci's sneaky eyes seemed to be thinking about something. As the team moved slowly, he quietly came to the spirit test stone.

He placed his hand at will, and saw the gray stone gradually light up, emitting a crescent-white light, not bright but not weak.

Zhu Yishu saw it and raised Wen smiled, "Quality is good."

Song Ci felt that this must be Rong Bai's intentional suppression, and this stone would shine to this extent.

Rong Bai reported his name a step further, Song Ci stepped forward, took a deep breath, and before his hands were on, one of them came in at this moment.

As soon as the man entered the door, he shouted, "Brother, you are here."

This voice is no stranger, it is the only one who has made trouble in the place of Zhu Men, Zhu Yishu's brother.

Only before he was on the road, Wen Changchu had told him that this man was named Chang Ziming, the nephew of the master of the meditation gate, and he was so arrogant and treacherous on weekdays.

As soon as Chang Ziming entered the door, he saw Song Ci. He walked to Zhu Yishu with a sneer on his face, as if threatening.

Zhu Yishu asked, "Why is Brother Shouming looking for me?"

"No big thing, just idle boredom. I want to see what my brother is doing." He whispered casually, and sat down on the seat beside him, raising his finger and saying to Song, "Continue what."

Song Cixin said that this man must be working on a bad idea.

He glanced at Rongbai, and put his hand on the stone with his heart crossed.

The gray stone slowly lit up, emitting a hazy white, and soon it was as bright as a night pearl, but there was still a tendency to continue to brighten.

Song Ci hurriedly raised his hand. As soon as he looked up, he saw Chang Ziming's gloomy eyes, and his face was extremely ugly. "Is this broken stone broken?"

"My brother didn't make a joke, how could the spirit stone be wrong?" Zhu Yishu laughed. "Song Ci has good qualifications. You have to use snacks for the next two months."

Song Ci nodded and retreated aside.

Wen Changchu whispered in his ear, "This Chang Ziming has a bad heart in his stomach, then he must have secretly moved his hands and feet."

I don't know if Chang Ziming heard it, gave him a stern glance, and left.

After hearing the news, Chang Yichu passed the test, Zhu Yishu pointed to the other door to the three-way, "From there, someone will take you to your residence."

"Master Zhu, when can I see you again?" Wen Changchu asked Zhu Yishu with his head raised, his eyes bright, with a lovely appearance.

Zhu Yishu couldn't help but touched his head, "Tomorrow morning."

"I wish to see you tomorrow, Master." He reached out and touched Zhu Yishu's hand, smiling sweetly.

Illusions are all illusions. Song Ci secretly slandered from his stomach, and there must be any conspiracy when Wen Changchu was a wolf cub.

After the three men came out of the hall, they were taken to change the clothes. The disciples on the way had been talking about Mo Yao's basic rules.

Song Ci listened seriously, but suddenly glanced at Rong Bai beside him and turned away, leaving the team silently.

He stopped immediately and wanted to keep up. Wen Changchu next to him grabbed his wrist. He turned to look at it, and saw Wen Changchu's look of consolation, shook his head slightly.

Rong Bai was walking in the golden sun in a white robe, and covered his delicate face with gold yarn. His dark eyes fluttered across the red flowers of the trees and stopped on a blue back.

"I found you." He bent his eyes and laughed.

Chang Ziming was righteous, and suddenly he heard someone talking behind his back, and he was taken aback by surprise. He was always irritable and turned his head to scold, but saw a white porcelain boy.

He shook his head for a while before recognizing that this was the boy he had previously been scolded.

Looking around, he was the only one. Chang Ziming sneered, and approached him, "Why, you come alone to fight?"

Rong Bai smiled, "I appreciate your courage."

When Chang Ziming heard this, he was immediately furious, blue light glowed in his palm, and shouted, "I will give you a lesson today!"

He didn't hit a disciple in the door, but relying on that level of relationship, as long as no one dared to kill someone, how would anyone dare to treat him?

Not to mention hitting someone who hasn't started yet.

Chang Ziming had thoughts in his heart. This shot would definitely abolish his one hand and one leg, and let him kneel and cry for mercy.

The abacus played quite well, but the sword in his hand had not yet been drawn out. A breeze was rising, showing the coldness of the bones. He instantly took a nap, looking at the white porcelain boy on the opposite side, his eyes were cool. It's even colder than the wind.

But he was clearly smiling.

I saw Rong Bai's right hand slightly lifted, a slight white light fluttered from the tip of his index finger, and the wind around him drew his tail, hitting a small volume, which seemed calm and gentle on the surface.

But that powerful force was close to Chang Ziming's heart, so that he was choked for a moment, unable to breathe, staring at Rong Bai, the fear rising from the bottom of his heart made him instinctively want to step back, but could not move Cents.

At this moment, Chang Ziming realized that the white porcelain boy in front of him was not an ordinary mortal who worshipped the Moyao school for the sake of cultivation.

Rong Bai raised his fingertips, and the intention of killing flowed from his eyes. When he was about to release his hand, he was suddenly caught.

The man's five fingers were clasped in his fingers, and his index finger was also rolled up, interrupting his intention of killing suddenly.

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