After the assessment officially started, it was Mo Fu's turn in less than half an hour, and he felt quite uneasy.
The monks who had completed the examination earlier took another exit, and true and false news spread all over the sky.
Some say it’s extremely difficult, some say it’s easy, but I don’t know who to believe?
He followed the calling monk into the room where Ling Zhifu was being assessed in the Foreign Affairs Office. Mo Fu bowed to the three male and female monks sitting in the same style.
The young man on the left said: "Put the palm of your left hand lightly in the middle of the instrument."
Mo Fu did as he was told, and the circle of light on the disc's magical instrument flashed continuously and stopped for a moment.
"The bone age is qualified, and the spiritual roots are qualified. Please cast the 'Spiritual Rain Technique' in a three-foot area, and at the same time perform the 'Spirit Planting Sympathy Technique' on the ground to begin."
The young man's emotionless voice seemed very monotonous.
Mo Fu secretly said "It's so difficult". Fortunately, he spent spiritual stones last year to learn the relatively unknown spiritual plant sympathetic technique from Lun Daotang, just to increase the yield of spiritual plant crops, otherwise he would be dumbfounded.
Casting two spells at the same time is also a big challenge for him. Who has nothing to do to cast spells like this?
Not to mention the waste of mana, the accuracy will be greatly reduced, it is just nonsense and unscrupulous to make things difficult for others.
Mo Fu reluctantly controlled two spells at the same time and cast the spell in the room for a while. If it failed, he hurried to the next place. If you don't leave me here, you have your own place to stay, so you won't hang yourself on the tree of Danyang Sect.
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Maybe the assessment questions of the other four sects are normal?
"If you pass, go down to register, get the sign, and meet in the lobby of the Foreign Affairs Office in three days to go to the sect."
The middle-aged man sitting in the middle smiled and said harmoniously.
Mo Fu was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed his hands. When he went out, a clerk helped him register and received a temporary sign. He was also warned that casual cultivators who passed the Danyang Sect's assessment were not allowed to go to other sect stores to participate in the assessment and occupy the quota. Once discovered
, none of the five sects will retain them.
Walking out of the side door, Mo Fu suddenly felt that the sky was high and the clouds were vast, his vision suddenly opened up, and the whole world became bright.
Walking on the busy street, Mo Fu had a vague feeling of being superior to others and overlooking the busy life of all living beings.
He secretly shook his head in amusement, and the catchphrase that Brother Mou occasionally said, "It's floating," seemed to be a reflection of his excitement at this time.
If you are not steady enough, you need to practice more.
I found Chen Mou wandering around and said calmly, "Let's go have a drink!"
The secret joy in my heart can't be hidden in front of my friends. It comes out from the corners of my mouth and eyebrows, and then my eyebrows dance with joy, revealing my true colors.
"Oh, okay, you hit!"
Chen Mou came up with a classic exaggerated line.
The two bad friends laughed as if no one was around, put their arms around each other, disliked each other and pushed each other away, laughing and walking towards the tavern.
The "Tao" is in the wine, in the wanton arrogance behind closed doors.
If you are proud of life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don’t let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.
Mo Fu still had a lot of grievances that were unknown to the public, so he talked nonsense in the drunken energy of leaving.
There are no dirty secrets. Drunk and drunk, I know in my heart that what I have to say is that I have been excluded, unsatisfied, and grudges, even trivial things. I have to vomit it out after holding it in for a long time.
When the sun went down, the two of them returned south, smelling of alcohol.
"Brother Mo, feel free to give me the books that you can't take away from your home, the warehouse full of spiritual grains, the spiritual stones that have no place to put them, antiques, antiques, etc., no matter how much you have, I won't shirk them, except for the two maids, who can't bear it.
I can’t achieve that beauty.”
"You are drunk, you have such beautiful thoughts. Except for your maidservant, I will take them all away without leaving a single needle or thread behind."
"Some sages said, 'Money is like dung,' while others said, 'Friendship is worth a thousand pieces of gold.' Well, a thousand pieces of gold is money, so the friendship between us is not as good as dung. I am sad and hopeless."
Chen Mou shook his head. He had drunk a lot today and was drunkenly making random remarks.
Mo Fu laughed so hard that he almost fell down.
"You kid... I'll wait for the sages to lift the lid of the coffin and come to you to argue."
It is enough to have a harmful friend in life who does not involve interests.
It doesn’t matter whether it’s “dung” or “a thousand pieces of gold.” If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will be worried tomorrow.
At night, Chen Mou sat in the main room with the light on, reading the books brought from Mo's house. The books could not be read unless they were "borrowed", and he read them with gusto.
There is a figure who keeps going from the bedroom to the main room, pacing back and forth, and the freshly scented breeze makes the oil lamps float.
There is no more Yan Ruyu in the book, but I can’t stand it now.
Chen Mou put down the book in his hand, smiled and waved, and Ying'er, who was wearing a thin silk skirt, sat obediently on the young master's lap, leaning against him with half-closed eyes, like a kitten seeking comfort.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
With the warm fragrance in my arms, my hands are never idle.
"No...it's okay."
Ying'er's voice is also like a cat's, with a hint of trembling.
"Did you go to Mo Mansion earlier and listen to what Dao'er and Sui'er cried to you?"
"It's them... their lives are miserable, and there's no one to blame."
Ying'er raised her head and said hesitantly: "Master, why don't you take them in? They can work, they don't eat much, and they say they won't compete for favor..."
Speaking of the latter part, she looked as thin as a mosquito under the young master's gaze, and her head shrank back.
All the courage I had was gone.
"Don't worry, Brother Mo said he would properly arrange them and would not sell them, let alone give them to the old village head. There are mortal villages and several towns in the north of Fang City. Mo Fu will go to the Foreign Affairs Office to deliver them tomorrow.
For some expenses, give them good citizenship, tear up the deed of sale, buy a separate courtyard, and buy a few maids and women to serve them, negotiate with the mayor, and leave them money to live and feed them for the rest of their lives. The specific details will be announced tomorrow.
We also need to go to the town to find out, that monks are not allowed to come in and out at will."
Mr. Chen said slowly.
After drinking in the afternoon, he and Mr. Mo talked sideways about cause and effect.
Mr. Mo just made friends with him, but doing good deeds requires paying a high price. Naturalization in the foreign affairs office requires ten spiritual stones, and the town has to do a lot of management.
Therefore, most casual cultivators dispose of their unwanted maids by either giving them away or selling them to dental establishments, because they are too lazy to spend money and trouble.
He felt that it was simply not human to sit in the arms of a beautiful woman without causing any disturbance. For a serious gentleman like him, his hands now have no place to rest and move around wherever he feels comfortable.
"Master Mo is such a kind man, so great."
"Isn't your young master bad?"
"No... I said the wrong thing. Master, please give me a lighter punishment."
It was as if I saw the Ying'er I hoped for in the future, with charming eyes like silk, and a cat-like body that gently arched.
"Little goblin, I will punish you severely!"
Mr. Chen blew out the oil lamp with a puff.
Throw away the politeness and start practicing humaneness without shame.
I was so drunk that I almost didn’t know my way back.
In the next two days, Mr. Chen and Ying'er, a pair of masters and servants, ran diligently to the mountain countless times.
The small appliances and items that Mo's house didn't want, the two of them moved like ants, filling the corners of the main room, and almost accidentally "moving" the Mo's warehouse too.
Mo Fu spent time and energy to properly arrange Dao'er and Sui'er, sold off the spiritual rice, and surrendered the lease on the courtyard and spiritual fields. He was so busy that smoke was coming out from his buttocks, and he finally had nothing to do and went to Chen Mansion to drink Jianxing wine.
, I lamented that my family had left the building empty and deserted, and I almost got drunk again.
On the morning of the third day, Chen Mou walked all the way to the street and sent away his only friend in Fangshi.
"Take care!"
"I will come back to visit you when I have more time."
"No, you should just sit back and let your sect harm others. Don't always think about coming back to show off."