Cultivate with an African God

After Mu Xinghe won the battle with Ren Jing, Mu Xinghe's surroundings were extremely quiet, and he never received any personal attacks.In fact, Mu Xinghe grew up not to mention being the proud son of heaven, but he was also smooth sailing and attracted the attention of everyone. He has never been looked down upon by cynicism and ridicule like before. Now that he has no such treatment, he is... quite disappointed.

Occasionally, a disciple who was unfamiliar and not very talkative would come to insinuate and want to know how he cultivated, but Mu Xinghe beat him up and fooled him, and no one dared to say anything.

Ren Jing came to him from time to time and wanted to continue to fight with him. Mu Xinghe originally agreed to fight with him just to test the actual combat effect of this system and experience the combat routine. Now that he succeeded, he naturally ignored him. .Ren Jing chirped in anger.

After all, Mu Xinghe has more important things to do now: prepare for the entry test.

One month later, it will be the day of the Zongmen Dharma Assembly. The Zongmen Dharma Assembly is the annual lively day of the Yunfu Sect. All disciples of the sect will compete in the Fa Conference, and get different rewards according to the results of the competition.

For these outer disciples, this competition is particularly important: the result of the competition is related to whether they will enter the inner sect, learn higher-level mental spells, or remain as outer disciples for a mediocre year.

It turns out that the Yunfu sect recruits disciples from all over the world once a year, and selects some children with good aptitude to join the sect. Those with exceptional aptitude will be directly admitted to the inner sect, and they will be admitted to the master's sect and taught by the master himself. Of course, most of the disciples are They were classified into the outer sect, and they were asked to learn spells and cultivate their true qi for a year, and after a year, observe their learning ability and talent, and choose the best ones to enter the inner sect.

Mu Xinghe still remembered that the Onmyoji system gave him a task to enter the inner sect. To be honest, he was very concerned about what this system was like, and if there was any hope of entering the inner sect, he would be willing to try it.

Therefore, Mu Xinghe now forcibly pulled Xiaoyuanlian out, asking him to answer some questions about cultivation.

Although the little round face was full of doubts and didn't know what he was thinking, he still answered them honestly.After answering all of Mu Xinghe's questions, he said, "Since there's nothing else to do, I'll go ahead and go back to continue my cultivation."

"Hey, hey," Mu Xinghe was sitting cross-legged on the stone table. Before that, he randomly picked a bamboo shoot from the side and held it in his mouth, and said vaguely, "Isn't your strength not bad?" , much better than others, entering the inner sect is not guaranteed, why do you have to be so nervous to practice?"

The little round face sighed, and said: "But in the entry test, not only our peers will be competing, but also those who entered the Yunfu School a few years ago, or even more than ten years ago but failed to enter in the previous competitions. People from the inner sect, their years of experience and cultivation, I may not be able to get a bargain under their hands. In addition, in the previous years, only a few dozen people were admitted to the inner sect in the entrance test. I know the hope is slim, but I... ...I really don't want to wait another year."

The original owner of this body actually had no ambition to join the inner sect at all, so Mu Xinghe had no idea that there were such horrible things. It turned out that joining the inner sect was much more difficult than he thought.

Mu Xinghe rolled his eyes, and asked again: "But I see that you are quite smart, you should have been directly recruited into the inner sect back then, right?"

Xiaoyuan's face was even more distressed: "It would be a great fortune if I could be directly accepted into the inner sect. It's just that if a person can be directly admitted into the inner sect, he must be a rare genius. What I have known over the years The senior who was directly recruited into the inner sect broke through the golden core stage in just over twenty years, cultivated the best swordsmanship in the world, and won the first prize in the Dao Discussion Conference-but how many people like this are there in this world? I was still very disappointed a year ago, but this year I have been practicing every day and night. Although I have achieved a little bit, I am far behind that senior brother. I understand that I am not that peerless genius after all. was directly accepted into the inner sect."

Mu Xinghe saw that Xiaoyuanlian became more and more frustrated, so he had no choice but to comfort him and said: "Don't worry, you practice hard, your enemy will probably die in a while, and you can catch up to him slowly."

Xiaoyuan's face became even uglier.

Mu Xinghe's mood is not as good as before. His foundation is extremely poor. In terms of true energy, he is inferior among his peers. Although he has been practicing hard recently, if he only fights with his peers and borrows the ability of an onmyoji, he will He is [-]% sure that he will win. If he is fighting with seniors who have never met before, the seniors will have more time to cultivate their true energy and have more combat experience. He doesn't know how many chances they can get cheap.

It's just that it's useless to worry about these things now. Only by continuing to practice can he be more confident.

Another day of meditation ended, Mu Xinghe opened his eyes this day, and what he saw was not an empty room, but a face.

A monkey-like human face.

Mu Xinghe remembered that this was his roommate, Liu Ping, who took the opportunity of his mission to go home and never came back.

Liu Ping sat on the bed and didn't know how long he looked at him. Seeing that he had finished his meditation, he blinked and said, "My mother! What are you doing!"

"...Meditation." Mu Xinghe knew that he was asking the question knowingly, but meditation was too exhausting, and he just came out of meditation and really didn't have the strength to joke back.

"Are you able to meditate?" Liu Ping's tone was not sarcasm, but he was very sure.However, he didn't pay too much attention to what Mu Xinghe was doing. He took a package from the side, unwrapped it with a rustle, pushed it to Mu Xinghe, and said, "This is the sweet potato I brought from home." Come on, try it, it's delicious."

These disciples in the nourishing qi period are still a little far away from bigu, and they still pursue their appetites.

Mu Xinghe thanked him, but he didn't want Liu Ping to take it again, pulled out two pieces carefully, handed it to Mu Xinghe, and tied up the package: "I'll get it for everyone." After speaking, he picked up the package like a wind He went out without hesitation, leaving only Mu Xinghe holding two small dried sweet potatoes with a dazed expression on his face.

After a while, Liu Ping came back like the wind again. Although his package seemed a little smaller, it was still bulging. He threw the package on his bedside, but his eyes were fixed on Mu Xinghe: "My mother! ! You beat Ren Jing?"

Mu Xinghe recovered a bit of energy, and lazily said: "My dear son, I defeated Ren Jing."

But Liu Ping didn't even refute the title "son": "You beat Ren Jing who had broken through to the Qi training stage? You beat Ren Jing who knew the five-day Lei Yin Jue?!"

Mu Xinghe nodded: "Yes, yes, it's that Ren Jing."

"Hey!" Liu Ping took a step back, pointing at Mu Xinghe with trembling hands, "Who the hell are you?!"

Mu Xinghe didn't expect that this person seemed so unreliable, but his eyes were quite easy to use.It's just that he doesn't have a handle in Mu Xinghe's hands like Little Round Face, who can coerce him into pretending he doesn't know anything.Mu Xinghe thought about it and had to make up a story.

Mu Xinghe waved to him and said in a low voice, "Come here, I'm just telling you."

So, Mu Xinghe told a story about the day when he went deep into the pastures, was chased by wild animals, fell into a cave, met a senior expert, thanked him for teaching him a little skill, and told him the key to cultivation.

Most cultivators will have various chance encounters, and Mu Xinghe's adventures are not particularly rare. Others have fallen off a cliff to obtain supreme skills, and found ancient spiritual treasures after falling. A few words are not too much compared to other people's magic weapons, and they won't cause too much jealousy.

After hearing this, Liu Ping looked depressed: "If I had known that there would be such an adventure, I wouldn't have changed that mission with you."

Mu Xinghe still had a mysterious expression on his face: "Everyone has their own chances, and I didn't think of it before. I told you as someone I can trust, so don't tell others."

Liu Ping nodded solemnly: "I understand, I won't say it."

Then the rumors of Mu Xinghe's fortuitous encounter spread among inner disciples of the same generation in less than a day.

This story was fabricated by Mu Xinghe casually, and it was seamlessly connected with his performance after his return and his previous statements, so no one doubted it.Mu Xinghe went out for a stroll in the evening, and received the baptism of all kinds of eyes, some with envy, some with jealousy, those people didn't say anything when they met him, but whispered to each other after he walked away.

Mu Xinghe strolled around and enjoyed this kind of treatment until he met Ren Jing.

Ren Jing looked at him viciously, and said, "Hmph, shit luck!"

Ren Jing's words were harmless, and Mu Xinghe was very calm: "Slightly slightly."

Ren Jing was even more angry, and wanted to say something, when he saw someone coming, he pointed at Mu Xinghe and said, "Wait! Next time, I'll beat you to pieces!"

Mu Xinghe nodded with a smile, Ren Jing was so angry that he turned his head and left.

The person who walked over was none other than Xiaoyuanlian.The little round face heard the whole conversation between him and Ren Jing, looked at Ren Jingyuan's figure, and said, "You're lying again."

Mu Xinghe grinned: "No way, I'm innocent, honest and upright, and never lie."

The little round face seemed to have nothing to do with his brazenness, but to be silent.Mu Xinghe didn't speak, just walked around lazily.After being relatively silent for a while, the little round face said as if looking for something to say: "In a few days, the sect will send out a new mission, remember to go and have a look."

No wonder Liu Ping came back suddenly. It turned out that a new task was about to be dispatched.

The sect will send missions to the disciples of the outer sect every half a month. Such a cultivation sect recruits so many disciples from the outer sect. In addition to passing on the inheritance, it also requires the disciples to do various trivial tasks for the sect.However, the Yunfu Sect is a great sect of cultivation and will not treat its disciples badly. The sect will give the disciples contribution points according to the task and the degree of completion, which will be recorded in the disciple's sect's name tag with special spells.Contribution points can be exchanged for kung fu pills, spirit stones and other materials. Therefore, even if some people have been outer disciples all their lives, they can use their contribution points to exchange for more powerful kung fu learning.

The Zongmen Ceremony is coming soon, and the Zongmen needs a large amount of materials to refine and reward the magic tools for the disciples. Mu Xinghe estimates that the task this time is likely to be the same as the original collection of materials.

His guess was correct, but when he went to accept the task, he was still taken aback.

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In fact, in this chapter, Gong finally showed his face... (Not Liu Ping! But leave a comment! "—This cold joke was just thought of, don't pay attention...)