His strength is actually at the intermediate level of God King. Judging from his appearance, he is about the same age as himself, but he can reach the intermediate level of God King. Moreover, he is so calm in making alchemy and does not panic at all. He really looks like a genius!
The most important thing is that Mo Jiuli took a look at Cuofang's clothes. He should be a disciple of the Imperial Clan. Bu Nao looked like Cuofang was not having an easy time in the Imperial Clan. Although the clothes were neat, it could be seen that they had been washed.
Traces of many times!
In his eyes, Mo Jiuli saw the decisiveness of success or failure. It was indeed like a lie from his mother's side. He should be a very unlucky collateral disciple in the imperial clan, and his future was all on the line.
Tomorrow's alchemy competition is here!
Mo Jiuli's heart moved slightly. He didn't expect that the Smiling Buddha's mother, Xi, looked at him with such cruel eyes. If he hadn't seen the conversation between the wrong party, he would have had to look carefully to notice the alchemist of that disciple!
The people were clearly just chatting casually and watching the competition, but they could directly discover that the alchemist from the imperial clan gave Mo Jiuli the first impression that the three guardians of the temple, it seems that the mother is very powerful!
Dongfeng is the kind of person who puts everything on his face, is insidious, vicious, arrogant and domineering, but doesn't deliberately shy away from it. He doesn't care if people hate him, he even likes the feeling that they are afraid of him!
But my parents are very sophisticated people, that kind of people are very scheming and deep-seated, and they are also the most difficult people to pay, because I don’t know what they are planning in their hearts!
As for Xi Yan, who has said a few words for a long time, Qiu Mo is really cold in character, Qiu Mo is just pretending to be cold. If that kind of person is really cold, it is easy to make the wrong choice. If he is pretending to be cold,
, then there is a reason, the wrong party is hiding something!
Just figure out what the wrong party is trying to cover up, and it will be easier to solve it!
For the time being, Mo Jiuli has looked at the three temple guardians above his head and has a rough evaluation!
Mo Jiuli also set her sights on the five hundred alchemists who were refining pills outside the venue. She also wanted to see which person was most likely to become the disciple of Dongfeng Protector. After all, she might meet him in the future!
Mo Jiuli carefully observed the circle with his spiritual consciousness and had several targets. If Dongfeng would choose a disciple among those five hundred people, maybe a few of the people he paid attention to would be selected!
But Ming Lao said before that people who join halfway can also participate, but I don’t know how people who join halfway can participate in the assessment!
Just when Mo Jiuli wanted to take back his consciousness that had fallen outside the city, he noticed a similarly cautious consciousness flashing past him. Mo Jiuli took a closer look and saw that it was an old man from the Rong family walking in the front row!
She was able to use her spiritual consciousness to carefully detect all the alchemists like herself. Mo Jiuli didn't expect that except for herself, Bu Naocuo Fang didn't notice her!
After Mo Jiuli saw the wrong party withdrawing his consciousness, a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes. The wrong party seemed to be looking for someone!
That made Mo Jiuli feel a little curious. In addition, during the previous auction, it seemed that the Rong family was the only family that was at odds with the imperial family and the temple. At that time, Mo Jiuli suspected that the Rong family and the temple were really as rumored.
Generally speaking, it’s not a show!
So when the old man withdrew his spiritual consciousness, Mo Jiuli quietly followed him and landed next to a weak person in the Rong family's team. He was also walking beside the old man, a middle-aged man who looked unremarkable.