Chapter 395 The Ten Directions of the World, Enter My Cultivation

On the first day of August, the wind is long and it is a good time to recruit disciples.

At Song Yunxi's strong request, Chen Mo took off the linen Taoist robe that had not changed for nearly ten years and changed into a set of narrow-sleeved woven clothes.

They said that today was a big day for Motai Mountain, how could he be casual?

What's more, he was the head of the immortal sect and the founder of the sect.

His image represents the image of the immortal sect!

This is the first time that Motai Mountain publicly recruits disciples, so it has to be more formal, right?

Of course, Chen Mo couldn't say anything, so he had to change his clothes to fulfill his wish.

Not only that, even Ouyang Dongqing, who has always been unkempt and sloppy, changed into a long-sleeved ink-stained Taoist robe today for the first time. Auspicious clouds fluttered between his sleeves, and he actually looked like a fairy.

Originally, Song Yunxi wanted to bring the green and red snake demon. In his words, the more things that support the scene, the better.

But this suggestion was ruthlessly rejected by Chen Mo.

First, the green and red snake monster is too scary. Those mortals would lose half their lives if they saw it.

Second, none of the monsters in Changge Lingchi are easy to deal with. If there is no green and red snake monster to suppress them, the old turtle will definitely be the first to take the lead and turn the house upside down.

Therefore, Motai Mountain finally sent out a luxurious lineup including the founder, the current headmaster, the elder of spiritual plants, the elder of beast control, the elder of power transmission, the elder of secular affairs, and the elder of talismans, and went to a space entrance near Pingduzhou.

The geographical location of the cultivation world is very special. It is not interoperable with the human world where mortals live.

If ordinary people want to enter the cultivation world and worship the immortal gate, they can only come across the space through a special entrance.

Once they enter, they will cut off any possibility of going back.

In other words, cultivation is a road of no return.

If they fail to successfully join the Immortal Sect, what awaits them is either becoming a beast of burden at the foot of the Immortal Sect for many years, relying on a book of the most basic exercises and doing the same labor day after day for decades.

Or they will drift to Beiyue City and become a member of the slums, squeezed in crowded, dirty, and chaotic streets, living a life that is not human.

The worst are naturally those mines that have no status at all and where life and death are unpredictable.

Chen Mo had the honor of going there once, and his impression of the place can be said to be very bad.

Every year, there will be about a thousand people in Beiyue City to supplement, plus the descendants of "natives" such as spiritual plant husbands and miners will gather here, a total of about three thousand people.

Among them, at most one-fifth of them will be able to successfully join the Immortal Sect.

The others will flow to the other three places.

Perhaps, those mortals who were full of hope and wanted to seek immortality would never dream that after arriving here, they would be waiting for a miserable fate.

Over the years, the teleportation point for seeking immortality has long been marked as a prison, and the surrounding areas have been combined with the power of major immortal gates to set up a formation. People in it can neither see the real situation outside nor walk out of the formation.

And around the "cage", there are thirteen pavilions.

Each pavilion is hung with a gold-painted plaque with the name of the immortal gate.

Xianwu Gate, Shizhen Gate, and Beiyue City all have their own place.

Song Yunxi came here alone long before this day. He did not take off the plaque of [Qingyang Sect], but replaced it with another immortal gate that had long been lost in the long river of history.

There are only eight immortal gates left around Beiyue City, and there are only nine including the city.

According to past practice, at noon on the first day of August, one thousand mortals from the human world will appear here.

The descendants of the "natives" will enter the formation one or two days earlier, waiting for the selection of the immortal gate.

In fact, these "natives" are very clear that if they have good talents, they would have been selected by the disciples of the immortal gate.

The rest will come here year after year, just for the opportunity to ascend to heaven.

As for the result... it is often that after being rejected again and again, they finally face the reality and change to a spiritual field for cultivation.

When Chen Mo and his three people arrived, many people from other immortal gates had already come.

Beiyue City was led by Nie Yuanzhi himself, and he and Li Tingyi had been guarding here early.

When they saw them coming, they immediately led people to greet them.

"Brother Chen! Long time no see!" Nie Yuanzhi took the initiative to greet him.

When he saw Ouyang Dongqing, he was obviously stunned.

Obviously, it was still a bit unexpected for the other party to appear in such an occasion.

"Brother Nie!" Chen Mo stepped forward to pay his respects, and then continued happily, "It's been a long time since we last met. Brother Nie has improved a lot! Come, let me introduce him to you."

"This is also my first sworn brother, and he is also the great elder of Motai Mountain. His name is Song Yunxi."

"Greetings, Brother Song. It seems that we are brothers too! Nice to meet you!"

"Thank you for taking care of my brother over the years." Song Yunxi bowed and said politely, "As the elder brother of Brother Chen, we should naturally call each other brothers."

After the two exchanged greetings, Nie Yuanzhi looked at Ouyang Dongqing again.

"Ouyang, are you used to living here these days?"

After all, this is his elder brother-in-law, and he still has to give him face: "Of course, he has enough spiritual plants. I can blow up the house whenever I want, and no one cares."

Nie Yuanzhi pulled the corner of his mouth, and was speechless with ridicule.

His Nie family business could not even afford a talisman master.

That's right. For Ouyang Dongqing's consumption, ordinary immortal sects really can't afford it!

It's okay for the first and second level spells, but they have to calculate some fictitious third level spells.

Originally, Nie Yuanzhi just wanted to say hello. He also knew what kind of person this brother-in-law was. It's not bad to send him to Chen Mo.

"Master Chen, the matter of Motai Mountain accepting disciples has caused a stir in the whole Beiyue City!"

"No way."

At this time, the other party turned around and waved to Nie Xin behind him, calling him to his side.

Seeing such a beautiful person, Song Yunxi on the side couldn't help but admire in his heart!

This appearance is probably not much worse than Bai Zhirou back then!

Nie Xin stepped forward and nodded, and Chen Mo smiled at her.

"Master Chen, what do you think of Xin'er's talent?"

"One in a million!"

At this age, it is not easy to cultivate to the foundation-building stage.

"How about Xin'er becoming a disciple of Motai Mountain today?"

Nie Yuanzhi's words made Chen Mo slightly stunned. Obviously, this was beyond his expectations.

The direct descendants of the Nie family have a very high status. Generally, except for marriage alliances, they rarely become disciples of other immortal sects.

What's more, she is not someone else!

Song Yunxi saw that he didn't speak, and instantly understood the current situation. The next moment, he hurriedly said: "Okay! I agree on behalf of the headmaster!"