Chapter 112 Forced to take action

Mu Chen wears a cyan Taoist suit. At a young age, he looks particularly beautiful, but he also looks like a little Taoist priest, and some strong men look particularly funny after wearing this dress.

Even if you put on a Taoist robe, others can't think that this person is a Taoist priest. Everyone looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

What makes everyone more excited is that there is a sword on each dress. Although it is only an ordinary sword, the workmanship is meticulous and it is also a good thing.

"Cough!"

After Xu Qing coughed twice, the silence was restored here. The old man said slowly, "Since the Taoist robe has been issued, according to the usual practice, everyone will go to the 'Taiji Cave' once a week, where a large amount of aura of Tiandao Mountain is gathered, which is an excellent place for cultivation, so you should also cherish this week. One chance."

After hearing this, everyone was excited again. Since they entered the Tiandao Temple, they have been following Xu Qing to carry out the most basic practice, such as absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, but the effect is very little. Today, there is an excellent place suitable for cultivation. How can they not be excited? Even Mu Chen was a little curious. When he visited the Taoist temple that night, he did not find any Taiji Cave, let alone any excellent practice places.

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The next morning, these dozens of people, led by Xu Qing, came to the so-called 'Taiji Cave', which was not a big hole, but it was unfathomable.

I saw three huge stone characters carved with stones above the mouth of the cave - "Taiji Cave". Hundreds of people stood outside the cave, all full of excitement and excitement. Everyone was wearing cyan robes, hoping to enter the cave earlier.

While everyone was excited, an uninvited guest came slowly and saw a handsome man in a white Taoist robe walking slowly, jumping lightly and jumping on a higher stone. No one dared to look directly into his eyes.

Mu Chen couldn't help frowning when he saw this and sighed in his heart: Yan Lang! Damn, it's him again, and it's really haunting. Although I am not afraid of this person, it will bring some unnecessary trouble every time.

Sure enough, after a while, Yan Lang's eyes were fixed on Mu Chen's body. After a sneer, he said loudly, "First of all, welcome to the 'Taiji Cave', the holy place of Tiandao Temple. It is also because it is the first time for everyone to come, so I will explain some important matters to you. I didn't need to come in person. But as a representative of the new generation of Tiandao Temple, I still don't worry about you.

While speaking, Yan Lang turned his eyes to Mu Chen's position and shot a few cold lights from time to time. Obviously, the purpose of his coming this time was mostly for Mu Chen, who saw Yan Lang's appearance and couldn't help sighing in his heart that this popularity was small.

In the whole young generation of Tiandao Temple, some powerful and qualified disciples have been basically attracted to their own camp. No one has been able to compete with it, and even some elders who are not very strong have treated him with courtesy.

He likes the feared eyes of his peers, likes those ignorant girls when they see him, their eyes are full of admiration, and it is because he has been condescending for a long time that he hates Mu Chen so much.

Yan Lang continued: "This Taiji Cave is a good time to gather aura from early morning to noon, and after noon, it is the most suitable time for everyone to go, so it is not yet time to enter Taiji Cave."

Then, a glimmer of light flashed in the palm of Yan Lang's hand, and a stack of test papers appeared in his hand and said, "But this is fine. Your written test results have come out. Let me take this time to announce the results."

Hearing the results, everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully. The test paper is a percentage system. Most people's scores are about 60, but there are also many people with 20 to 30 points, and 70 points above are few.

Mu Chen was very confident in his grades, but after hearing that everyone's scores were generally not high, he subconsciously became nervous, but he didn't read his name for a long time.

After a long time, Yan Lang said slowly, "My last name is Xinmu. His grades are very good. Unexpectedly, there is a person with such talent in our Tiandao Temple. His written test score is full marks."

Yan Lang deliberately aggravated the word 'talent', because everyone knew that this written test was almost useless. In fact, there was no difference between 60 points and a full score, and no one would pay attention to this score, even if Mu Chen got a full score.

But the same newcomer still turned their eyes to this man with envy. Everyone knows the difficulty of this written test, and it is not easy to pass, let alone get a full score.

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the crowd: "Since you can get a full score in the written test, you must have something extraordinary in your heart. I don't know if you can ask for some advice and see how this skill is."

Then, a burly man walked through the crowd and came to Mu Chen. He was also dressed in a cyan Taoist robe, with a sword bigger than others, and a pair of tiger eyes looked directly at Mu Chen.

And everyone around consciously retreated and left a space for the two.

The man held his fists and said politely, "I really admired that Brother Xinmu got a full score in the written examination. Now I want to ask for some advice on his skills. I don't know if it's possible."

Looking at Yan Lang, who sneered, Mu Chen naturally knew that the behind-the-scenes instructions were Yan Lang. He glanced at the people casually. The third-class empty world was definitely the best among these newcomers, but Mu Chen was too lazy to fight with this guy. He turned around and left and sighed, "I'm not in the mood to fight with you. If you want to compete, you'd better find another master. ."

"Heartwood, they are all brothers of the same family. Since people want to compete, just try it. Just click it. Can't you let go of the full score?" Yan Lang ignored his identity and said loudly, "Our Taoist concept still advocates that our disciples should learn more from each other to make progress."

Mu Chen ignored it completely, and then walked back. This boring probing method is useless to Mu Chen, but even so, the man behind him still has no intention of stop, and a few arrows rushed behind Mu Chen to attack.

Xu Qing was also slightly angry when he saw this. Judging from the man's pace, it was obviously different from other disciples who had just entered the Taoist temple. It must have been found by Yan Lang. Xu Qing suddenly rushed over to stop the burly man who attacked Mu Chen.

But the next moment, Yan Lang suddenly appeared in front of Xu Qing, held the latter's wrist tightly with one hand, and said coldly, "I respect you as an old man in the Taoist temple. I don't want to take action against you. I hope you can respect yourself."

"Yan Lang, how dare you be so arrogant!" Xu Qing blushed and said harshly. On the one hand, several disciples of Xu Qing were angry when they saw the kind old man for the first time, and they couldn't help but be a little scared.

"Old man, I'm more than 100 years old, and I'm only seven years old. It's hard for me to respect such garbage." Yan Lang whispered close to Xu Qing's ear with a voice that only the two of them could hear. At the same time, with the fierce force of his five fingers, the gap between the strength of the strong in the spiritual realm and the true strong is unusually large. Xu Qing's wrist was held tightly, and a sharp pain came to his mind, frowned, and his wrist could be broken at any time. Yes.

Even so, Xu Qing still looked at Mu Chen anxiously, regardless of the severe pain from his wrist.

The subtle movements between Yan Lang and Xu Qing naturally could not escape Mu Chen's eyes. It was nothing to do with him, but even the people around him did not let go. Mu Chen finally had a little anger.

With a force under his feet, he ran straight to Yan Lang, while the man who attacked Mu Chen could not keep up with this speed at all and stood there in a frenze.

He slapped and hit Yan Lang. The latter looked at Mu Chen's power and was shocked. He clenched Xu Qing's five fingers and quickly loosened it. His arms blocked the strong force and took several steps back.

Feeling the soreness brought on his arms, he looked at the man in a cyan robe incredibly, and his heart was like thunder on the ground. He looked at Mu Chen with strange eyes. In just one contact, Yan Lang knew that Mu Chen was a spiritual master and his strength was unfathomable.

Mu Chen looked at Yan Lang coldly and said in a low voice, "How can you move my teacher casually?"

"Hahahaha." Shaking his arm, Yan Lang couldn't help laughing, and then pulled out the sword at his waist: "Teacher? I don't think you need a real master as your teacher. This is really wrong for you!"

"I don't want to take action here. Don't force me." Mu Chen saw Yan Lang draw his sword and protect Xu Qing behind him with one hand, and said fiercely.

At this time, the atmosphere suddenly became very depressing, and others have long been far away. This is not an ordinary 'competition'.

And the burly man who had just thought about Mu Chen's provocation was stupidly there, and his legs trembled unconsciously. He never thought that Mu Chen's strength was so horrible.