Chapter 8 Longhu Mountain on the Tongtian River

Mo Zhilan woke up, opened his eyes and looked around. This is an ordinary wing room with two small windows. The room is clean and simple, with only a few pine tables and chairs with kettles and water cups on it. In addition, there is only one bed where Mo Zhilan lies.

On the wall directly above the bed, there is a banner with a big "Tao" on it.

"The Tao is nature. The Tao does not need to understand. Let nature take its course, and it will be understood. Why do you need to understand?"

"Tao gives birth to one, one in one, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things."

"All roads, no roots, no stems, no leaves, no glory. All things are born, all things are done, and the fate is called the way.

"One yin and one yang is the way."

......

This word is all-inclusive and contains all kinds of truths. Mo Zhilan just glanced at it, and all kinds of explanations appeared in his heart.

"This word cannot be written by mortals. The writer not only has a very deep understanding of Taoism, but also has mana. The mind of people who can be suppressed can calm people down." Mo Zhilan said in his heart that he lost consciousness after falling into the river. Now it seems that he should have been saved in a Taoist temple.

Mo Zhilan thought and began to communicate with the Andi King who entered his eyebrows. The last huge fingerprint was blocked by the Andi King. Now I don't know what's going on.

But the king of Andu did not move. No matter how Mo Zhilan called, it was like a mud cow entering the sea. The seven-kill monument, the king of Andu seemed to have never appeared.

Mo Zhilan sat for a while and couldn't help thinking: Maybe what he experienced was a nightmare. Now that he woke up, he would be surrounded by people to practice martial arts as usual, and then went to barbecue for Ziyan..."

He slowly got out of bed, put on his shoes, and walked to the door step by step.

The door is closed. From the cracks in the door, if there is a wind blowing in, it is cool.

He opened the door. Outside the door was a small courtyard, with a few pines and cypresses, grass and trees, and a few fragrant flowers in the middle, which opened happily. On both sides of the room where he lives, there are two identical houses, just like a folk courtyard.

At this time, the door of a room on his left opened.

"You're awake, that's all right." A voice came from the room, and a man came out. He was a solid and dark-skinned teenager.

Mo Zhilan raised his head, looked at him and asked, "You saved me? Where is this place? His eyes were scarlet and strange, which made the teenager unconsciously step back two steps. Even Mo Zhilan himself did not know. After Ziyan's death, he was angry and sad to the extreme. His eyes became like a boundless sea of blood because of hatred.

"Yes, yesterday I was practicing boxing by the Tongtian River. I saw something floating on the river. It was foggy that day. I couldn't see it clearly, so I jumped into the river..."

The teenager chattered and wanted to go on, but was interrupted by Mo Zhilan: "Tongtianhe, where is Tongtianhe? Is it still in Dongyi? Where is this place?

"Tongtianhe is still in Dongyi. This is Longhu Mountain, Longhu Mountain, one of the nine gates of Xiandao." The teenager pointed to the mountain not far away and let Mo Zhilan see it.

At a glance, there are all peaks towering into the clouds, thousands of feet high, surrounded by clouds and fog halfway up the mountain, steaming clouds, and a few cranes flying freely in the ethereal clouds, a fairy scene.

There are also countless waterfalls pouring down from the mountains, like jade dragons.

"Immortal Tao, what about immortal Tao? It's not cheating the world, fishing for fame, hypocrisy and sinister." Mo Zhilan thought of Xingsuhai again and muttered with only the voice he could hear.

At this time, the teenager next to him seemed to think of something and said eagerly, "Come on, today is the day to recruit disciples from Longhu Mountain. Come with me quickly and pass the assessment, and then you can stay in Longhu Mountain to practice Taoism."

"Purhicing Taoism..." Mo Zhilan's eyes lit up, and there was no shortage of money and magic.

Wealth, just like the poor culture and wealth of the people, at any time, money is necessary, in the first place, everything is the first, money is the first, and even the famous saying. The couple is a Taoist couple, and I can also understand that the person I guide myself to practice is equivalent to a master. Law is the method of practice. The ground is the place of cultivation, the cave.

These four are more important than qualifications, and you can't do without them.

Mo Zhilan is a poor man now. Not to mention that King Antu may be asleep again now, he doesn't know when he will wake up. Even if it is good, these things may not satisfy him.

Therefore, becoming the outer disciple of Longhu Mountain now is his only way out. When he cultivates to the secret place of magic power and becomes a true disciple, it is possible to wake up King Andu and have the hope of destroying the Star Sea and the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously touched his body. Yuanxia's storage bag was still there, but he didn't know where the most convenient Xing Leifan he used fell there.

When the teenager saw his movements, his face changed and he said, "Are you looking for a small flag that is more than half a foot long?"

"Yes, do you know where it is?"

"The small banner was taken away by Brother Zhang, saying that he wanted to arrange a large array..." His voice was getting smaller and smaller. As a disciple of Longhu Mountain, he was very embarrassed by this blatant robbery.

"It was robbed! A top-quality spiritual weapon, this is wealth, which is more practical than anything else for me now. He took away my star thunder flag, which is equivalent to hindering my way of practice. This revenge must be repaid no matter what. Mo Zhilan's face was uncertain.

"Brother Zhang is a disciple of the inner door, a master of physical transformation. He is very likely to impact the secret world of divine power. At that time, he will ascend to the sky step by step, become a true disciple, and master the life and death power of the disciples of the outer door and the inner door. Don't mess with him."

Mo Zhilan smiled. He could see that the teenager was very straightforward and honest. So I didn't use this as an excuse to get angry: "I know that if you dare to do what you dare to do, you will kill it. If you dare not do what you dare to do, you will live. I don't have the strength now. Naturally, I will swallow my anger and be a man with my tail between my legs. Now, take me to the place where the disciples are assessed. By the way, my name is Mo Zhilan. What's your name?

"My name is Zhu Wen." The teenager scratched his head and reported his name. Then he led Mo Zhilan out of the courtyard.

As one of the nine sects of immortality, Longhu Mountain is very large. There are 200,000 or 300,000 disciples in the outer sect alone. These people all live at the foot of Longhu Mountain.

"It turns out that this is actually a city." Out of the courtyard, Mo Zhilan sighed. The city is full of high-rise buildings, magnificent, stretching hundreds of miles.

Compared with here, Qianjing, the capital of Xiaguo, is a small city in the countryside.

"Because this city is close to the Tongtian River, it is called Tongtian City, which is the place where the disciples of the outer gate of Longhu Mountain live. The disciples of the inner door live in various dojos halfway up the mountain. Those surrounding peaks are the mansions of true disciples, which were personally given by the supreme..." Zhu Wen knew that Mo Zhilan entered Tongtian City for the first time and explained carefully along the way.

"There is a gap in the status of emperors and generals, and the gentry. It turns out that monism also has a level gap and a difference between superiority and inferiority. And this gap is even greater. There are at least laws that can restrain people, but strength is everything in the world of cultivation. If you have strength, you can get the respect of others no matter how arrogant you are. If you don't have the strength, it's useless to grovel. No one else will look at you. Mo Zhilan figured it out in a flash.

The world of cultivation is a world of natural selection and the law of the jungle. If you want to live well, you have to kill all those who are threatening you.

What fairy or magic, as long as you are strong, you can reverse right and wrong and transfer black and white.

The two of them chatted for a while, and then arrived at the free courtyard in the middle of Tongtian City.

"Stay out of vulgarity, get rid of vulgarity, and don't get infected with vulgarity." Mo Zhilan stopped in the square in front of the courtyard. Zhu Wen went back first. In the sect, the disciples of the outer sect are equivalent to servants. Everyone has a lot of work, such as planting spiritual valley medicine fields, raising fairy and beasts in captivity, and chores.

At this time, the whole square is full of people, men and women, and their qi and blood are very strong, and most of them are the realm of six breaths of the physical body. If you put it in all the world, you can be the general who leads the party.

Bangdang!

At this moment, the two doors of the out-of-vulgar courtyard opened, and several young people in dragon and tiger robes came out and said loudly, "Today, the examination of disciples from the outer door begins. Come in."

When all the people heard this sentence, they consciously lined up and entered the courtyard. Everyone maintains demeanor and cultivation, as if they really want to get rid of vulgarity and step into the fairy road.

"Hight!"

When Mo Zhilan was about to enter, he was stopped by a man who came out of the secular courtyard.

This man is nine feet tall, majestic and burly. As soon as he appeared, the young Taoists in dragon and tiger robes flatteringly shouted "Brother Fang."

(In this world, everyone has someone they want to find. If you miss this person, you will never find it back. If you fall in love, don't let go of the opportunity easily. Recklessness may make you regret for a while; cowardice may make you regret for a lifetime.)