After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 40
Although there is a family as the backing, the Mo family is still too weak compared to the five great immortal sects of the Taoist sect in the Yunze Continent.

If he could worship under the name of the True Monarch Yuanying Dzogchen of Lingdao Sect, he would naturally be very willing.

Mo Jiuxiao took a deep breath, but still couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.

"Disciple... the disciple is willing!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Shi Tongzhou said three good words in succession, with a happy expression on his face.

"From now on, you will be my big disciple in the same boat!"

The elders of Lingdao Sect congratulated each other.

Mo Jiuxiao obediently stood behind Shi Tongzhou.

With Mo Jiuxiao's start, the disciples below couldn't help becoming active. Although they were more nervous, they were no longer as depressed as they were at the beginning. They all looked forward to the elders on the high platform.

The second one to step out was the Patriarch Huaxuan from Chaoyang Peak.

As the only Nascent Soul Dzogchen monk of Lingdao Sect, Huaxuan's combat power and strength in all aspects are naturally not to be underestimated. Although Huaxuan's combat power is not as good as that of Shi Tong, it is a famous talisman in the world of cultivating immortals division.

A talisman master who is well-known in the world of cultivating immortals, his wealth naturally occupies the top of the rich list in the world of cultivating immortals.

Seeing that Huaxuan wanted to recruit disciples, the disciples below were even more excited.

Even Shen Qingyi couldn't help but be moved by the sighing sound in his ear.

She loved calligraphy in her previous life, and talisman, as one of the four arts in the world of cultivating immortals, was the first thing she thought of and most wanted to touch.

Shen Qing looked at the Huaxuan above the high platform with a pair of clear eyes.

Hua Xuan couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and after seeing Shen Qingyi's eyebrows, he couldn't help being a little taken aback when he moved forward.

He actually sensed a trace of elegance and elegance in this little doll?
You know, in the world of cultivating immortals, apart from aura and magic energy, there are also some special gases.

The reason why it is special is not only because of its rarity, but also because of its uniqueness.

For example, the qi of heaven and earth, righteousness, Confucianism, etc.

The rarity of these things requires a certain kind of thing besides the right time, place and people. That kind of thing is so mysterious that no one can tell what it is.

The world of cultivating immortals has not seen these things for many years.

But a child who is only a few years old seems to have a trace of Confucianism...

If it wasn't for his practice of martial arts, and the fact that he stayed with the holy book and talisman all year round, it might be difficult to detect it for a while.

Huaxuan couldn't help but move slightly in his heart.

This child, if he didn't have some Confucian holy relics in his body, or there was a great possibility that he was the reincarnation of a great Confucianism.

No matter what it is, it is a rare encounter, plus such a good talent.

Compared with Mo Jiuxiao, who possesses the spirit body of Skyfire, perhaps he is not much different, but...

Huayue at the bottom couldn't help but feel a little nervous when she saw that her ancestor hadn't made any further progress.

The family had already talked about motivating the ancestor, as long as she passed the selection of the Lingdao Sect, the ancestor would accept her as a disciple.

She managed to pass the selection layer by layer. Could it be that the ancestor wants to go back on his word...

Huayue's hands under the sleeves were tightly clenched.

Lu Yu, who was on the side, saw that his senior brother hadn't moved for a long time, and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

It's not that they don't know about the matter between the senior brother and the painter, but it's just that it's inconvenient for them to intervene because it involves the things that the senior uncle used to be a layman.

Although they didn't think much of the painter, the little girl of the painter was pretty good, otherwise, they wouldn't agree.

Feeling the attention, Huaxuan looked at the disciples standing in the main hall with a pair of eyes.

When meeting the expectant eyes, Huaxuan stopped looking at the particularly eye-catching clear eyes in the crowd.

"Painting the moon."

(End of this chapter)