Taoist students

Chapter 18

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo frowned, but quietly followed the crowd a few steps.

"I'm a Liang Zima, a disciple of Beichen Academy's Pill Vein." One of the young Taoist priests with a very handsome face said.

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"I'm Huo Ye, the Fumai disciple of Beichen Academy."

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"Under Mu Xuanzi, a disciple of Nanlu Academy."

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He only heard nearly ten people report their families, and this battle really confuses him.

I didn't remember how many people's names, but after everyone reported their names, they shook their whisks and said, "I've looked forward to it for a long time."

"I don't know what you brothers are doing here?"

Dongfang Mo naturally knew that these people might not be stopping him simply by declaring his family background.

"This... we are actually waiting for some small things that need to be troubled by the younger brother."

Seeing this, Liang Zima, the leader, glanced at the crowd and said a little awkwardly.

"Oh? Brother, but it's okay."

Dongfang Mo raised his hand.

Hearing this, everyone's expressions became more embarrassing. After a while, Liang Zima coughed twice to show his composure, and then said slowly:

"To be honest, Miaoyin Academy has strict rules and cannot enter easily. The few people I waited for were also forced to wait here."

"Waiting? Who are you waiting for?" Dongfang Mo was even more puzzled. It was obvious that these people couldn't be waiting for him.

If it's not waiting for me, then it's waiting for the senior sister of Miaoyin Academy.

"Huh? Waiting for Senior Sister?"

Dongfang Mo's heart shook, and he suddenly came to his senses.

Immediately, he looked at everyone with a very meaningful look.

Seeing this, everyone was extremely embarrassed.

"Wealth couple law land, in practice, Taoist couple is ranked second, we are all young people, ha ha."

Dongfang Mo patted Liang Zima on the shoulder, acting like I understand the meaning.

You know, in Miaoyin Academy, ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter easily if they have nothing to do, and even if something happens, they have to report it.

Therefore, these people can't go in, so they can only sit and wait here. Although the method is a bit stupid, it may not be ineffective.

"I don't know about you seniors, but do you need any help from seniors?"

Dongfang Mo stood up straight, looked at the crowd and said calmly.

"Actually, I don't need much effort from my junior brother, I just need my junior brother to buy and bring a letter."

This time it was the disciple of Nanluyuan who called himself Mu Xuanzi who spoke this time.

Hearing Mu Xuanzi's words, Dongfang Mo couldn't help thinking of the young Taoist priest named Mu Yazi who was next to the old Taoist priest and wanted to do something to him. Could it be that the two were brothers of the same school.

"I don't know how to carry it?"

So he still said calmly.

"Brother, you only need to hand this jade slip to Senior Sister Mu Ziyu in the door."

This time, Liang Zima reached out and took out a jade slip about the size of two fingers.

Dongfang Mo's expression changed, he didn't expect this good son Ma to be interested in Senior Sister Mu.

At this moment, he was not in a hurry to reach out to take it, but continued to ask:
"Could it be that all senior brothers want me to bring letters to Senior Sister Mu Ziyu?"

"No, no, mine is for Senior Sister You Rou."

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"Mine is for Junior Sister Huang Ying."

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"I'll leave mine to Junior Sister Hongyan."

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Seeing Dongfang Mo's question, everyone quickly took out the jade slips, and those who hadn't prepared in time also took out a blank jade slip, pasted it on their foreheads, and began to draw.

Dongfang Mo was really shocked by everyone's actions, but after turning his eyes slightly, he showed a somewhat embarrassed look.

Seeing this, Huo Ye of Fumai of Beichen Academy frowned, and couldn't help asking:

"Is there any embarrassment for Junior Brother Dongfang?"

Dongfang Mo shook his head and said:
"It's not impossible to bring a letter, but at this time, Junior Brother, I still have important things to do, so I'm afraid I can't do it now."

"Oh? I don't know what the junior brother is going out to do?"

Hearing this, everyone came to their senses. Dongfang Mo couldn't tell if he had something important to do, so he came out of Miaoyin Academy. Otherwise, how could everyone see him here.

"To be honest, I planned to go to the Shufa Pavilion on this trip, but I didn't want to bump into all the senior brothers here."

"Go to the Shufa Pavilion. Could it be that Brother Dongfang has opened up the spiritual veins and reached the first level of Qi training?"

Liang Zima was slightly startled, it would not take ten days for Dongfang Mo to enter the Miaoyin Academy! "

"It's a fluke, it's just a fluke."

Dongfang Mo waved his hands, pretending to be humble.

Everyone looked at each other with surprise in their eyes, secretly thinking that the male disciples of Miaoyin Academy really don't have a simple thing.

Not to mention those surnamed Zu and Jiang, this seemingly innocuous kid, unexpectedly opened up his spiritual veins in just a few days, this talent is really amazing.

"I didn't expect Brother Dongfang to be a cultivation prodigy, and the Miaoyin Institute is full of talents."

Huo Ye praised.

"Senior Brother Huo has won the prize."

"I wonder if Brother Dongfang knows the location of this Shufa Pavilion?"

Liangzi Ma turned around and asked.

"This...the exact location is really unknown."

"It's just right, if you don't mind, I will wait for a few people to lead the way for Brother Dongfang, what is Brother Dongfang's intention!"

Liangzi Ma laughed.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo secretly thought that what he wanted was just what he wanted.

"Then I will thank you, senior brothers."

But he still pretended to be polite.

So he followed dozens of people and walked to the main palace of Taiyi Dao Palace.

Along the way, everyone inquired about Dongfang Mo in many ways, and at the same time boasted about him, but in his ears, these people's flattery was not enough.

"Brother Dongfang, this is the first time he has gone to the Shufa Pavilion, and he probably has never practiced any spells before."

Liang Zima was walking beside Dongfang Mo, and asked at this moment.

"That's right, I just opened up the spiritual vein a few days ago, and I haven't had time to practice in the future."

Dongfang Mo thought to himself that this was not nonsense, but he was still humble.

"Then senior brother, I have to remind you."

"Oh?"

"Hehe, Brother Dongfang doesn't know. When this new disciple enters the sect for the first time to go to the Magic Pavilion, he can have a chance to choose three kinds of magic techniques. Each technique only needs one spirit stone."

"And other things?"

Hearing this, Dongfang couldn't help being overjoyed, he thought he was lucky, and came with ten spirit stones in his pocket, unexpectedly, ten spirit stones were more than enough.

At the beginning, Mu Ziyu was careless and didn't even tell her this kind of thing, but she can't blame her, probably she didn't expect that she had reached the first level of Qi training so quickly.

"That's right. Every new disciple has this opportunity. Except this time, if you want to obtain spells in the future, you need to rely on expensive spirit stones in exchange."

Ryoko shook his head and continued.

From the looks of it, it seems that the spirit stones needed are not the usual small amount.

"I see."

Dongfang Mo nodded.

"I don't know if Brother Dongfang has an idea of ​​what kind of technique to choose."

Liang Zima continued to ask.

"This...not yet."

Dongfang Mo honestly shook his head.

"Hehe, it's normal to not have one. You might as well give Brother Dongfang a suggestion. You can choose a movement technique, an attack technique, and a defense technique. Such a combination is the first choice of many beginners."

"At the same time, it's best to choose a technique that matches the attributes of your spiritual root. In this case, the power of the technique can be maximized."

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo understood the stakes after just thinking about it for a while, and couldn't help feeling a little grateful for Liang Zimu.

Along the way, everyone talked in general and got along harmoniously. In less than half an hour, they came to a palace with a radius of hundreds of feet.

Arriving here, Liang Zima and the others' conversations became quieter obviously, and they were obviously in awe of this place, but they stopped far outside the main hall, saying that they would wait for Dongfang Mo Jiayin here.

Dongfang Mo didn't care much about everyone's actions, but he didn't force it. He cupped his fists, then turned around and walked towards the palace.

Still in the distance, he felt that the hall was a bit strange.

At the four corners of the square hall stand four white pillars as high as ten feet high. The pillars are engraved with the same strange patterns as those on the city gate when they entered Niujiao City, but the patterns on these pillars are much different than those on the city gate. is a thousand times more complicated.

Right above the temple, there is also a black and white two-color cloud showing the gossip pattern slowly turning, which looks very strange and spectacular.

While Dongfang Mo was amazed, he stepped into the hall without stopping.

When stepping over the one-foot-high threshold of the palace gate, I suddenly felt an invisible wave sweeping over me, as if someone was watching from the dark. The wave came and went quickly, and it receded with just one breath. .

Walking into the main hall, looking up, I saw a burly old man sitting cross-legged on the futon in the main hall, as if he was resting with his eyes closed, turning a blind eye to his arrival.

The old man's face was rough, his hair was disheveled, and he seemed informal. Even sitting cross-legged on the stone platform at this moment, he gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Behind the old man, there are hundreds of bookshelves, big and small, uneven in height. The bookshelves are filled with various animal skins, bamboo slips, stone books, and jade slips, all over the first floor of the entire hall.

Dongfang Mo took a closer look at the old man who was probably about the same size as Xing Wu.From Liang Zima and others, we already know that this old man's surname is Lu, and everyone calls him Elder Lu, and he is the caretaker elder on the first floor of the Shufa Pavilion.

After looking at the few or two disciples of the Taiyi Dao Palace scattered beside the bookshelf behind Elder Lu, he walked around Elder Lu towards the bookshelf behind him.

When he arrived here, Dongfang Mo took a general look. It was divided into three areas, namely the art of attack, the art of defense, and the art of movement.

Walked into the dozens of bookshelves where the Art of Strike was located, randomly picked up a piece of animal skin on the first bookshelf and spread it out:

"Fire talisman, a low-level technique, is suitable for fire-attributed spiritual roots, refining spiritual power to condense fire essence, and it can be released with a flick of a finger. Its power can be fossilized and alchemy."

Nodding his head, he secretly thought that this technique is good, but it is not suitable for his wood spirit heel, so he reached out and took a stack of bamboo slips again and opened it:

"Yellow sand blast, a low-level technique, suitable for the spiritual root of the earth attribute. It melts into the earth and rocks with spiritual power. It can fly sand and move rocks, and it is better for people to guard against it."

Dongfang Mo put down the bamboo slips in his hand, turned to grab a piece of jade slips, and stuck them on his forehead in a dignified manner.

At the same time, a message was sent into his mind:
"Water ice thorns, low-level spells, suitable for water attribute spiritual roots, refining spiritual power into ice, turning swords, thorns, rain,..."

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Until an hour later, Dongfang Mo looked at over a hundred spells, and there were quite a few that fit his wood spirit root attributes, but he still didn't make up his mind easily, instead he turned and walked towards the dozens of spell defense spells beside him. The bookshelves began to be checked one by one again.

In this way, after several hours, he slowly walked towards Elder Lu in the middle of the main hall.

"Dongfang Mo, a disciple of Miaoyin Academy, has met Elder Lu."

He came to the old man and bowed down.

At the same time, Elder Lu suddenly opened his eyes the size of copper bells, and looked at Dongfang Mo with a strange look in his eyes.

"Miaoyinyuan? Bring it."

But said lightly in the mouth.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo hastily handed over the ancestral tablet and three spirit stones that he had prepared to Elder Lu.

Elder Lu waved his hand, and saw that the three spirit stones disappeared immediately, and the ancestral tablet with "Taiyi" engraved on one side and "Miaoyin" on the other, Elder Lu just glanced at it and took it back. Looking away, he continued:
"What three techniques do you want?"

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo was overjoyed:

"The art of wood escape, the art of transforming rattan armor, and the art of stabbing."

(End of this chapter)