The Demon Lord Orders Rickoff [Traveling]

Shen Moli took out the portrait, compared it with himself, and said seriously, "The original data is indeed wrong. When I finish the task and go back, I have to draw a new one and take it back for correction."

Everyone followed the guide disciple to Zhanjin Lake, the location of the first pass.

Shen Moli could feel the abundant aura from a distance.Zhanjin Lake is located between the two peaks. The surface of the lake is quiet, and the edge of the lake is full of icicles. In the center of the lake, there is a white jade platform suspended in the air, on which disciples practicing kung fu sit.

At the height of the lake, there is mist. If you stay on the lake for a long time, the mist will cover your clothes, hence the name Zhanjin Lake.Due to the abundance of aura, Bingjiao is bigger than usual, and her beauty is full of beauty.

The guiding disciple turned the hourglass upside down and sang, "Start."

Everyone was still silent in the beautiful scenery. Hearing this sentence, they were a little dazed, "Didn't you see any elves?"

Those who were impatient, rushed over and reminded, "The one that shines colorless and looks like dewdrops is the elf to catch."

On the delicate and thick lotus leaves, there are crystal spheres that look transparent and the size of a fist, shuttle and jump between them.When someone approaches, it will hide behind the flowers and leaves.

Encountering crowds swarming up, the little dewdrops panicked and fled. The elves with high spiritual power would make an angry "chirp" sound, while those with low spiritual power would just cry and turn into many teardrops. And condensed into one.

When the hourglass was halfway through, a hundred people had caught the elf.Most of the ones that were not caught had no spiritual roots or low-quality spiritual roots. Even if someone gave him one out of kindness, they would be wiped out by the elves in a few breaths.

Shen Moli is a heavenly spirit root, and he has cultivated to the early stage of foundation establishment before crossing, so it is easy to catch this kind of low-level elf, but for some reason, the one he caught is very playful and difficult to control, when he wants to change it, It will also attack other elves.

"This is the king of the elves, right? It seems to be bigger than the others, and quite fierce!" A man who hadn't caught the elves came up to get close.

"It's better to be gentle, it's too noisy." Shen Moli showed helplessness.

Little Luzhu: "Chirp? Chirp tweet!"

"You don't like it, why don't you give it to me?" The man laughed.

A boy next to him who had already caught the elf said, "It is the king of elves, and your spiritual roots are poor, how can you subdue it?"

"Hey," the man took out a dark green jade box, "I have a spirit treasure."

"Is this cheating?" The boy was indignant.

"If you can take it, take it." Shen Moli poked little dew forward, but dew actually bit him, and it was quite painful, he frowned.

The man opened the box, as if there was a suction force, the ferocious dewdrops were instantly sucked in.The man put his lids together and smiled, "This spiritual treasure was bought from a family of cultivators, the Ruan family. Although it is a bit expensive, it is quite useful."

The boy curled his lips and gave him a supercilious look.

When Shen Moli was about to look for the next elf, the box in the man's hand started shaking crazily, and there was an angry "chirp" sound.

The man hugged the box tightly and said in a panic, "Why isn't it time yet?"

In the next breath, I heard the sound of the box cracking, a few clear crackling sounds, and then the elf flew out of it and crashed into Shen Moli's arms, his body gradually turned into teardrops, and then condensed into one body, constantly "Choo Choo Choo……"

The young man laughed loudly, and said sarcastically, "This is the Lingbao of the Ruan family? I think you have met a charlatan!"

The man's face was gloomy, he didn't even pick up the fragment, and left Zhanjin Lake.

The boy looked at the trembling spirit in Shen Moli's arms again, "Could it be crying?"

"Oh, is that so?" Shen Moli glanced at the dewdrops in his arms, it seemed to be true, and said, "Be good, I won't give you away."

"Chirp—"

Little Luzhu immediately stopped crying, and obediently stayed on Shen Moli's shoulder.However, after a while, it began to dance wildly again.Could it be that its memory is only seven seconds, Shen Moli thought.

"Hahaha, did Brother Mo Li encounter a problem?" Ruan Qiye walked over with a smile and brought the silent and well-behaved elf in his palm.

When Shen Moli saw that it was him, he felt annoyed, "You and I can't call him by his first name, right?"

"Now that we have passed this test, the relationship between you and my senior brother has been confirmed, can you still deny it?" Ruan Qiye said.

"That's true, but that's all."

Wanting to leave this place, Ruan Qiye followed him, saying: "Compared to you, the people I knew before are really disgusting like wine bags and rice bags."

"Your Excellency is like a young lady who has read countless people and sees through the world. Isn't it worth showing off?"

"You! Heh, you want to make me angry, and then be kicked out? I'm not as good as you." Ruan Qiye suppressed his anger, and then smiled.

"Thank you for reminding me, I didn't think of this." Shen Moli acted like he was in a daze.

"..."

After a deep and melodious bell sounded, the cultivator in charge of the hourglass put away the bell and said, "The hour has come, please follow me to the Xuji school grounds, to meet the elders and enter the next test."

"Did he forget to check the captured elves?"

"I hope he won't be punished by his master in the future."

"It's really unfair to let those who don't have spiritual roots into the next level."

"This man is so narrow-minded."

After a stick of incense, they knew the reason.That is, only those who have captured the elf and use the power of the elf to break the special barrier can follow the team to the Xuji school.Those without spiritual roots could only stay in Zhanjin Lake, and then were sent out of the mountain gate by their disciples.

On the main seat of the school grounds, there are five elders sitting, and there is one empty seat. The seat is obviously different from the others, it should be the head seat.

A station was set up in front of the six seats, and there stood Mu Qingchi with a creamy face and stunning beauty, his white robe with purple patterns was shining brightly in the sunlight.

"Welcome juniors and sisters. Since you entered the school, you are all disciples of our sect. I hope you all strictly abide by the sect rules, practice diligently, shine on the sect, and show me my majesty." Mu Qingchi smiled.

Hundreds of people in the audience cheered together, and many people who were young and excited looked at Mu Qingchi's eyes straight.

"As we all know, Xianmai Pavilion is an ancient sect of cultivating immortals. It not only has a strong historical background, but also has many people who have achieved Taoism and become immortals. Those who have ascended rank among the best among all sects."

An emotional man shouted: "It's not just at the top, it's obviously the first!"

Everyone looked sideways, even Mu Qingchi stopped talking.After the man came to his senses, he immediately covered his mouth. Facing everyone's condemning eyes, he wished he could tear his mouth open in regret.

Just when everyone thought he would be kicked out of the sect, Mu Qingchi smiled at him, "You can also say that, but the head master has always taught the disciples to be humble, and I hope the younger brother will keep it in mind."

"Yes yes yes." The man fell to the ground, wiping the cold sweat off his head.

Everyone thought: He didn't drive him away, this chief disciple is really kind.Looking at the elders in the seat, their expressions were as usual, and they didn't seem to be surprised by Mu Qingchi's actions, so it can be seen that he didn't intend to show off.Could it be that the world has wrongly blamed him?

"Now, let me introduce the elders. This is the Great Elder, Zhenjun Tan Ming. He is the most experienced among all the elders..."

Before he finished speaking, the sleeping little dew on Shen Moli's shoulder suddenly flew into the air, and then kept chirping and screaming, extremely crazy.

Everyone whispered:

"After entering the school grounds, our elves all disappeared, why is his still there?"

"Senior Brother Mu should be angry this time."

"Yeah, I heard that he is Tianlinggen, it would be a pity if he was kicked out!"

But seeing that Mu Qingchi just glanced at Shen Moli and the elf, and then showed his face again, everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

When Shen Moli and Mu Qingchi's eyes met, there was an inexplicable throbbing in his heart suddenly. From the eyes of others, this pair of eyes was not too long, but to Shen Moli, it was like a glance of ten thousand years, which made his heart ache. Filled with unknown tension.

Mu Qingchi continued, "The Great Elder is the senior brother of the head master. The exercises he practiced are the same as the head master's. If there are fellow students who come here attracted by the name and want to practice this method, they can also pay homage to the head elder. Under the sect. Of course, the premise is to pass the test of the Great Elder."

He said: "This vacant seat belongs to the head master. He has been in seclusion for many years and will not accept disciples for the time being. Small matters in the sect will be handled by me. Major matters will be discussed by the elders, and I will assist the great elder. implement……"

"Jiujiu!" The little dewdrop broke Shen Moli's restraint, jumped onto the top of his head, and messed with his hair.

Shen Moli groaned inwardly, I'm afraid this time he will be hurt by this dewdrop.I don't know if it is suffering from intermittent mental illness.Shen Moli grabbed it down, and the dewdrops in his cold eyes sparkled.

"...Important things need to be reported by me to the master who is retreating."

After Mu Qingchi said that, he really called the disciple who was standing beside him, "Why didn't that elf go back to Zhanjin Lake?"

"Brother, the elf has been in such a strange shape since it was captured, I don't know if, if..." The disciple faltered, with a tense expression, as if he was worried about something.

"What?" Mu Qingchi asked.

"Whether the house was seized by the demons, and deliberately came to disrupt the general election for entry." The disciple said.

"It's ridiculous, it's just an elf, and it's not enough to be taken away. Besides, no demon race would dare to make trouble under my nose." Mu Qingchi said.

"Brother said yes."

Mu Qingchi looked at the disciples again, and his smile faded a bit, "The junior brother who is carrying the elf, please follow Junior Brother Yunhe and wait at the Hall of Everlasting Sorrow first. After I finish my work, I will go to you."

The disciple called Yunhe came over and said to Shen Moli, "Please follow me."

Shen Moli had no choice but to follow him, not sure what Mu Qingchi's intention was, was he going to punish him, or punish him first and then drive him away, or——Shen Moli thought of those rumors—was his soul absorbed by him?

The author has something to say:

Mu Qingchi: Very good, you have successfully caught my attention