The downpour was so heavy that the entire Holy Mountain was submerged in the heavy rain.
The heavy rain came suddenly. The inner disciple was shrouded in spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy condensed into a barrier to keep the heavy rain out.
He frowned slightly, looked at everyone and said, "Today's assessment will end here first. Those disciples who have not passed the assessment should go back for the time being and come back when the rain stops tomorrow.
Disciples who have passed the examination, follow me back to the sect, and I will take you to where you live."
After hearing the words of the inner disciple, even though many young people present were somewhat dissatisfied, they still reluctantly retreated from the Holy Mountain.
Everyone else followed the inner disciple into Taiyuan Tianzong, a sect with two emperors and a legendary sect in the heart of the Eastern Continent.
After walking into the sect, everyone began to formally observe the majestic sect within sight.
The peaks are so high that one cannot see the end at a glance, floating pavilions hang upside down on the horizon, purple air comes across from the east, and auspicious clouds cover half of the sky.
This heavy rain did not affect Taiyuan Tianzong, but instead gave this huge sect a slightly ethereal atmosphere.
These disciples all condensed their spiritual energy into a barrier to block their heads, but Jiang Mochou ignored it and allowed himself to be submerged by the heavy rain.
The thin body was in the pouring rain, like a candle in the strong wind, which would be extinguished at any time.
Jiang Mochou remembered clearly that he was once just an ordinary boy living in a small mountain village.
His mother died not long after giving birth to him, and his father worked hard to raise him and his sister alone.
If there were no accidents in life, he would probably spend his life in an ordinary way, and then draw an end to his life through birth, old age, illness and death.
It's a pity that fate is so unfair, God always doesn't do what people want.
Jiang Mochou remembered it, he always remembered it very clearly.
It was a spring in April, the spring breeze blew gently, and the sun's soft light shone on the ground.
A group of men in white robes descended from the sky, and his life changed from then on.
My sister was snatched away, and my father was slapped to death while trying to stop these people.
Originally, he was going to die, but his sister forced him to die, so the group of people let him go.
He fled the small mountain village in embarrassment, and his ordinary but warm little home was completely destroyed.
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His long hair was wet from the heavy rain, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain on his face.
The inner disciple brought a group of people to the place where the handyman disciples lived.
This is a deserted open space with densely packed wooden houses built on it.
Jiang Mochou took a quick look and found that there were at least thousands of wooden houses.
The inner disciple said calmly: "These wooden houses were built by the handyman disciples in the past.
Some have people living in them, and some are empty. You choose these empty wooden houses yourself.
If the wooden house is not enough, just build it yourself, and I will come to assign tasks to you tomorrow."
After hearing what the inner disciple said, all the handyman disciples agreed.
As the inner disciples left, the handyman disciples also began to look for the wooden houses where they lived.
Because Jiang Mochou is at the Pulse Condensation Realm, he is definitely the strongest among these handyman disciples.
After he found the cabin, no one dared to snatch it from him.
The inside of this wooden house is very simple, just a bed and a table, and the clothes worn by the handyman disciples are hung on the wall.
After Jiang Mochou returned to the wooden house, she lay on the bed and fell asleep.
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The heavy rain outside the house was still pouring down, as if someone was pouring water from the sky.
The heavy rain showed no sign of stopping. As night fell, the sound of rain could still be heard.
The whole world seemed to be submerged.
Jiang Mochou looked at the heavy rain outside the window, and stood in front of the window and watched silently.
There was no moon or stars that night, and the sky was eerily silent.
When everything was shrouded in darkness, Jiang Mochou took advantage of the thick darkness and walked out of the wooden house.
The heavy rain came, and he was completely lost in the darkness and heavy rain.
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Life has separated two straight and smooth roads in front of me.
A road leading to heaven has no scenery, no sun and moon, no setbacks and no excitement.
A road is filled with raging fire towards hell, the sky is blood red, the earth is filled with suffering, and the fate of life is pessimistic.
As a mortal, I passed through the blazing fire and endured the burning and roasting of the red flames.
With the fist in my hand, I will break open the sky, destroy hell, and create a path that belongs to me, Jiang Mochou.
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Leaving the place where the handyman disciples lived, Jiang Mochou carefully walked through the night of hurricanes and heavy rains, and finally arrived at a very inconspicuous hillside in Taiyuan Tianzong.
He stood at the bottom of the hillside, and the heavy rain made him wet all over.
He slowly took out an object similar to a compass in his hand. The object was blue in color, round in appearance, and had a pointer inside.
At this moment, the direction of the pointer is exactly the bottom of the hillside.
Jiang Mochou slowly put away the pointer, then took out a shovel from the ring hidden in his pocket, and started digging with spiritual energy surging in his hands.
The downpour was still falling, and a large pit dozens of meters deep was dug out at the bottom of the slope.
It wasn't until late at night that Jiang Mochou stopped.
With trembling hands, he dug out a red bead from the pit.
Then Jiang Mochou jumped up from the pit and jumped out.
He looked at the red beads with trembling hands, and then slowly took out two more beads from his pocket.
The moment the three beads collided, a crimson light filled them, as if three burning red flames were slowly merging together.
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The story seems to go back to a long time ago, when the young man fled the village in embarrassment.
He was aimless and didn't know where to go.
I thought about taking revenge, but it was a pity that I, an ordinary person, could not compete with the Immortal Sect of the Imperial Lineage with two emperors.
In his confusion, he was chased by a monster. In desperation, he could only jump into the bottom of the river next to him.
The water in the river was crystal clear. The monster roared several times by the river and then left.
He thought he had escaped disaster, but unfortunately he couldn't swim.
The rushing river buried him, and when he was unconscious, he accidentally entered a dark cave at the bottom of the river.
There, he got the first red bead and a blue pointer that he could use to find the remaining beads.
Following the pointer's prompts, he found the second red bead, which was in a hidden secret realm.
There was a formation guarding it inside. Although he got the beads, he was trapped in the formation for more than two years.
Fortunately, there are abundant supplies inside, so he doesn't have to worry about starving to death.
It was not until two years later that the energy for the formation's operation was exhausted that he came out.
Afterwards, according to the instructions of the formation, he himself did not expect that the third bead would actually be in Taiyuan Tianzong.
"The third combat body, the Red Flame Emperor Body."
Looking at the three beads in his hand merging, they contain amazing power.
Jiang Mochou raised her head slightly and looked deeply into the distance.
"Don't worry about the road ahead without friends. No one in the world will know you."
