Chapter 62 Dispute

Just as the people under the Tongyuan Stone closed their eyes to avoid the dazzling red light, a white-like rainbow sword spirit came out of the hall, passing the inner disciples who were fighting hard on the high platform in front of the hall, and went straight to the red light of Tongyuan Stone. He turned into a man in white and fell in the field. The man's eyes were like two sword eyebrows, and his face was full of squareness. His eyes were like a sharp sword. He was swept by his eyes, and everyone in the field shrank their heads slightly.

When Gu Senran saw this person, he quickly saluted and said, "Disciple Gu Senran has met Uncle Mo." The person who came was Mo Lianfeng, the first real person in the Weiyufeng Tiangong Hall, the first-class refiner in the sect, and the ultimate Gengjin Yuanhua sword was unparalleled and invincible. He was the first person to practice the sword except for the head of the angerless real person. Although Gu Senran is a servant disciple, he is also the eldest brother of the Fire Hall of Mingyunfeng. In terms of his name, he should be called Uncle Mo Yufeng.

Mo Congfeng raised his eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "Who is taking the school entrance examination here?" There is an eagerness between the words. Looking at the person who enters the true element of the light just now, it must be a pure fire attribute, or maybe the body of the fire spirit. How can this make him not be anxious? This Ming can also be Yunfeng Dihuo Hall and Wei Yufeng Tiangong Hall are quite strange two existences. The sect is divided into two veins: the inner door and the outer door. Each has its own patriarchal management. Every year, the elites will be selected to enter the law hall as an experience. As for the female disciples in the door, most of them are in the vein of Wei Cuifeng, and only the number of disciples in the Heavenly Palace and the Earth Fire Hall is rare. There are several refiner elders in this Tiangong Hall, and the most profound cultivation is the first seat of Mo Lianfeng.

This gas refining is extremely qualified. Mo Lianfeng is also a very high-minded person. Even if other elders of Wei Yufeng accept his disciples, he is quite disdainful and will definitely find a disciple with unparalleled qualifications in the world. At present, I see that this may be a disciple of the innate fire spirit body. How can I not be ecstatic? The best refinery is the person of the fire genus, otherwise the metal is also good. Mo Congfeng is the innate Gengjin spirit body, so in addition to the art of refining the magic, he also practiced a powerful swordsmanship.

Just as Gu Senran was about to answer, a fire cloud flew from the direction of the sect hall, which was vast and overwhelming. The immeasurable elders quietly walked down from above and looked at Mo Jianfeng aside with bad eyes. Without waiting for others to answer, Mo Shufeng stared at Wu Yizi like a cockfight and said in a low voice, "Wu Yizi, what are you doing here?" He knew in his heart that the boundless son came for the disciple of the body of the fire spirit. Although this innate spirit body is not extremely rare, it is also quite rare. What is more rare is that what appears in front of him is the body of the fire spirit that is very in line with his heart, the alchemy machine, and the body of the fire spirit is the best candidate.

Without waiting for the boundless son to open his mouth to answer, Mo Shufeng rushed to say, "I took the lead in this disciple of the fire spirit body. You can't interfere indiscriminately." With that, he looked at Wuyunzi with slanting eyes. He had the rogue demeanor of fighting when he didn't agree. Wu Yizi saw that he looked like a splash. For the disciple, he didn't even care about his face. He laughed in his heart. He cleared his throat and coughed and said, "Mo Shouzuo, don't be impatient. This matter really needs to be a first-come, first-served..." When he said this, Mo Nianfeng's face immediately showed a happy look. Just as he was about to answer, he suddenly noticed that the boundless man's face seemed to be smiling, and his heart felt a little strange. Sure enough, he heard Wu Yizi say again, "But you have to ask who this disciple is first? Where to serve, Mo Shouzuo, am I right?

Hearing Wu Yizi's words, Mo Lianfeng also felt that he lacked his demeanor in front of these disciples and quickly nodded. Wu Yizi smiled secretly. Among these elders, he and Mo Yufeng were the only ones who had no personal disciples, but the criteria for choosing apprentices was similar. What he was most worried about was that the head of the Tiangong Hall in front of him grabbed Gan Ping's disciple. Wu Yizi knows that there is no one but Gan Ping who has just made such a big noise? Originally, I knew that Gan Ping's qualifications were excellent, but I didn't expect that the child was the body of the fire spirit. No wonder the cultivation entered the country so quickly. This time it was a lucky thing. The sect did not use the spiritual instrument to test this group of disciples, so it let him pick up a precious disciple first. In front of him, Mo Congfeng had been stabilized by himself, as long as Gan Ping showed his face. Call yourself a master, and the guy who wants to have this good face will not be entangled with him.

Although Mo Congfeng calmed down on the surface, he was always unstable in his heart. The expression that seemed to be smiling just now made him a little suspicious. This old man usually looks at the harmless appearance of smiling people and animals. In fact, he has the most flowers and intestines. How can he not know as a fellow family and good friend? Thinking of this, he quickly asked loudly, "Which disciple did Fang test on Tongyuanshi?" The Taoist in charge of the disciple's school entrance examination did not dare to neglect. He quickly pulled up Gan Ping, who was half holding the boulder, and said to Mo Lianfeng, "Uncle Mo, is it this disciple?"

When Mo Congfeng heard the words, a pair of tiger eyes flashed instantly and stared at Gan Ping up and down. Suddenly, he saw the fire on Gan Ping's shoulder. His eyes were slightly hesitant. He even more determined that this son must be the body of the fire spirit. Others don't know it. How can Mo Xifeng control the fire spirit beast and fire monkey if you don't know him? Seeing that Gan Ping was a little weak and weak, Mo Congfeng's face softened a little and said warmly, "Is it you? Come on, let me have a look." With that, he waved to Gan Ping. Seeing Mo Lianfeng's call, the Taoist behind him quickly pushed Gan Ping. Gan Ping resisted the discomfort of Zhenyuan's exhaustion and walked step by step to the two people not far away.

To Mo Yufeng's surprise, the servant disciple in black in front of him did not come to him obediently, but quickly walked to the smiling boundless man and bowed and said, "Disciple Gan Ping, meet the master!" As soon as the words fell, Mo Zhenfeng's face changed instantly, and a white face turned green. In the depths, he pointed to the boundless man and said, "Okay, okay, okay... Well, you are boundless, how can you do such a hand!" The finger had trembled slightly, which made the great monk Mo's cultivation so blunder, which showed the excitement in his heart.

Wu Yizi's smile did not change, and he said with a smile, "Well, it's my brother who takes the lead." Bullshit, this disciple is still a servant in black at the time. Who can set the name? Hearing Wu Yizi's words, Mo Lianfeng was furious, and even the elders's manners were ignored. He jumped and scolded, "Wu Yizi, you old fox, this is not a joke. You and I will argue in front of the leader." With a wave of big sleeves, Tongyuan Stone, which was still shining with red light not far away, made a loud noise. Unexpectedly, even the small piece buried in the soil was uprooted. With Mo Lianfeng's figure, he flew to the hall, leaving a group of stunned disciples staring at his distant back.

Wu Yizi smiled bitterly. Unexpectedly, after so many years of practice, this brother's temper was still so hot, which really made him laugh and cry. With a sigh, Wu Yizi grabbed Gan Ping and flew to the hall. It seems that there must be a fight today. Gan Ping was carried in the air by Wu Yizi and passed over the heads of many disciples. He was secretly worried in his heart. He just entered all the Zhenyuan cultivation into the Tongyuan stone, and he just wanted to get the identity of an outer disciple in his heart, but he didn't expect to make such a big battle, which made him a little unprepared for a while. On the contrary, he was angry, in the air. Flying by without a trace of fear, he grasped Gan Ping's hair tightly and screamed excitedly. It seemed that he enjoyed this feeling very much.

Wu Yizi ignored the surprised eyes of the disciples below, and flew all the way back to the Lishan Hall with Gan Ping. He put down the dizzy Gan Ping, saluted slightly, and then turned around and stood aside. Gan Ping, whose eyes adapted to the light in the hall, saw the situation clearly. Above the hall is the angry real person who is not angry and arrogant. He is looking at himself with interest. There are several monks of different ages on both sides. Looking at the clothes and clothes must be important figures in the sect. The Tongyuan stone, which is still slightly shining, stands on his side. Gan Ping hurried forward and bowed deeply and said: "Disciple Gan Ping, meet the real person in charge, meet you... Uncles and uncles."

The angry real person looked at the somewhat reserved Gan Ping, slowed down his voice and said, "There is no need to be polite. Raise your head." Judging from the posture just now, the little disciple in front of him seems to be his nephew, so this angry real person also tries to be kind. Unfortunately, this angry real person is a decisive general, but it is quite difficult to show extra kindness.

Gan Ping raised his head and saw a pair of angry real star eyes above, staring at him. He couldn't help but feel nervous. He was afraid that he would see something, and quickly held his breath and stood aside respectfully. The angry real person looked at him and suddenly laughed loudly. This smile was full of heroism, and the bright and huge laughter echoed in the hall. "Okay, okay, it's really a beautiful talent, which makes me quite moved." With that, he stretched out his hand and made a gesture to stop the words of the changing boundless son and Mo Congfeng, and then said, "But a gentleman doesn't take away people's beauty. I'm afraid he will be blamed for doing so. It's just how on earth do you choose?"

The boundless son beside him had been waiting for a long time. Hearing this, he quickly came forward and said, "I'm in charge of teaching the real person. This Gan Ping is my disciple of the Fire Hall. Moreover, I have accepted him as a disciple many days ago. Why should I let him make a choice today?" Wu'ang Zhenren looked at the righteous boundless man and speech for a while. Yes, he was put it under the door, but it was a little unnatural for him to do so, but... Before Wu Fu Zhenren came up with how to answer, Mo Zhenfeng beside him had already raised his eyebrows.