"This is the lonely god peak of Bulao Mountain and the old nest of the immortal world, that's it." The Demon King drooped his eyelids, looked depressed and lacking interest.

“So spectacular!”

Chu Mo completely ignored the disdain in the Demon King's words, and said with shock and admiration: "I am worthy of being the number one sect in the world, so powerful!"

As he said that, he ran straight towards the huge mountain gate with an excited look on his face: "Changshengtian, I'm here!"

The corners of the Demon Lord's mouth twitched, but then, an expression of watching the show appeared on his face.

"stop!"

"Who dares to come to Changshengtian to make noise? Are you tired of living?"

With two silences, two young men, eighteen or nineteen, rushed out from the towering mountain gate at a very fast speed. They came to Chu Mo and looked down at him with a proud look on their faces, with a deep disgust in their eyes.

Chu Mo was stunned at the moment, and then he clasped his fists apologetically and said, "Hello, two senior brothers, I'm... here to learn from my master."

"Who is your senior brother? Where did you come from the little beggar?"

"You are still learning from a master? You?" One of the young men had a plain appearance, but there was a strong arrogance between their eyebrows. They looked at Chu Mo with disdain and sneered: "Little beggar, you came to the wrong place!"

Another young man frowned and said, "What are you talking about to him? Just drive him away, and shouting here, and letting his senior brothers see it, and it's time to be scolded again."

As he said that, the young man looked at Chu Mo and said coldly: "What are you looking at? A stinky beggar, this is not where you should come, get out of here!"

The ordinary young man transformed into a demon king looked at Chu Mo's back from a distance, smiled proudly, shook his head slightly, and said in his heart: Chu Mo, Chu Mo, this is just the beginning!

Do you think it is so easy for you to enter the famous sect?

I will tell you with iron-like facts that among the famous sects... there are not necessarily good people.

"Little beggar?"

Chu Mo looked at the two vicious young men in surprise, and then looked at the dusty but intact clothes on his body.

I was stunned.

The immortality in his mind...is not like this.

Chu Mo subconsciously glanced at the Demon Lord beside him, but the Demon Lord looked up at the sky.

It seemed that there were unclothed fairies living in the white clouds above my head, and I was very focused.

Chu Mo glanced at the two men, and felt helpless, and a little aggrieved, took out a dark wooden sign from his arms, saying, "I have the token of the Seventh Elder, I really came to learn from my master!"

The two young men who were angry and were about to come and throw the boy out were stunned.

He glanced at the wooden sign in Chu Mo's hand, and a panicked gaze flashed in his eyes.

As a disciple of the Changshengtian, how could he not recognize the token of the Changshengtian Elder?

The young man with an ordinary appearance made a big turn at the moment and showed a flattering smile: "The guy turned out to have the elder token, why didn't he say it earlier? He almost didn't recognize his family."

"You wait, we will inform you now!"

As he said that, he turned around and ran towards the mountain without waiting for Chu Mo's answer.

Another disciple of Changshengtian reacted half a beat slower, with a look of annoyance on his face, feeling that the credit had been stolen.

I wanted to get close to this boy, but I couldn't pull that face off, so I could only stand there with an awkward look on my face.

Not long after, the average-looking disciple of Changshengtian ran down again, looking at Chu Mo with joy, and said, "Brother comes with me, the elder wants to see you!"

Another disciple of the immortal god showed a bit of jealousy in his eyes. He could take the elder's token to become a disciple. In most cases, he would worship directly into the inner sect and might even become the elder's personal disciple.

What a noble identity that is that?

If an outer disciple like them can make good friends with an inner disciple, he will definitely rise to the top in the future.

It’s a pity that such a good thing was taken away by my companions.

Chu Mo nodded and said in his heart: It seems that grandpa didn't lie to me. The seven elders are indeed nostalgic people.

He immediately followed the other party and walked up the mountain.

The Demon Lord followed Chu Mo with expressionless face.

None of the two disciples of Changshengtian stopped him and just pretended that they had not seen him.

Soon, Chu Mo followed the disciple of Changshengtian to an extremely huge square.

The square is almost invisible at first sight, and it is hundreds of feet in a radius.

There are various equipment for practicing skills on it, and countless young people are practicing there.

Chu Mo looked at it curiously and thought to himself: In the future, I will become one of them.

Soon, Chu Mo and the Demon Lord followed the disciple of Changshengtian to the end of the square, under a hall.

Through dozens of stone steps, Chu Mo looked up and saw that there were several people standing on it.

One of the middle-aged men was surrounded by everyone.

The middle-aged man has white face and looks very elegant, but his eyes are deep and his expression is very serious.

When the disciple of the immortal god who brought Chu Mo saw the middle-aged man, he looked respectful and said to Chu Mo: "This is the Seventh Elder!"

Chu Mo hurriedly held the wooden sign with respectful face, bowed and said, "My younger generation Chu Mo, the grandson of Fan Wudi, came to Changshengtian with the token of the seven elders, and became a disciple and learned skills!"

These words were taught to him by my grandfather.

On the steps, the middle-aged man with a majestic face frowned slightly, and then said, "Go and bring the token."

Someone around him came down and took the token from Chu Mo's hand and handed it to the middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man is the youngest elder in Changshengtian...the seventh elder Zhao Hongzhi!

His eyes were deep, and he glanced at Chu Mo, but he had only one thought in his heart: that thing that happened back then must not be known! Otherwise, there will be endless troubles!

I just don’t know, this little thing... do you know what happened back then?

Then, he raised his head, looked at Chu Mo, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, this token...is true!"

Chu Mo's face suddenly showed joy. He was worried that the Seventh Elder would not admit the authenticity of this token.

Now it seems that he has a little bit of a villain.

Think about it, where is the place of Changshengtian? What kind of characters are there? How can you lie?

But the seventh elder's next words made Chu Mo stunned.

"But... your meridians are blocked, your talent is even more mediocre than ordinary people. It is completely unsuitable for cultivation. I can't live in heaven..."

"Because a young man with mediocre qualifications like you, you have set a precedent for this!"

The seventh elder looked at Chu Mo calmly with a selfless expression on his face: "Although I had an old relationship with your grandfather back then, I had a good relationship."

"But that's a private matter!"

"As the elder of the immortal world, how can I abolish the public for my own sake?"

"I can't do that kind of thing!"

As soon as the Seventh Elder said this, the people around him suddenly felt awe-inspiring. Some disciples who heard them talked were all looking at the Seventh Elder with admiration.

An old man next to the Seventh Elder smiled and nodded, "The Seventh Elder is indeed upright and strict! It is worth admiring!"

"Actually, this child is pretty handsome. If you ask him to stay and be a boy who serves tea and water... it's OK!"

The seventh elder shook his head and said, "Deacon Zhang is such a bad word. He is the largest sect in the world today! Not to mention the boy who serves tea and water, even if he is a servant, he will be a hero who will shock the world when he returns to the world."

"If I let him stay, and in the future he will return to the world, it will be like a waste coming out of the Heaven of Eternal Life..."

"It will inevitably defile the reputation accumulated over thousands of years of immortality. In that way... wouldn't I become a sinner for the ages?"

The old man nodded after hearing this and said in admiration: "It's still Seventh Elder, you think carefully, but I... am a little narrow-minded."

Chu Mo's smile froze on his face, and he was completely stunned. He stood beneath the steps, looking at the few people talking and laughing above.

Then I felt hundreds of gazes on the entire square, as if they were all concentrated on him at this moment.

"I... my qualifications are mediocre? My meridians are blocked? I am completely unsuitable for cultivation?" Chu Mo murmured: "But, but grandpa said, I am a genius in cultivation..."

"You still dare to be stubborn!" The Seventh Elder stood on the steps, looked down at Chu Mo, and scolded with a stern face: "Where is you who are the immortal? Do you think everyone here is blind? You can't tell whether you are a genius or a mediocre? At a young age, you dare to lie in public, which shows that your character is poor! I feel ashamed of your grandfather!"

The Seventh Elder's scolding was loud and almost spread throughout the square, and almost everyone heard it.

This time, Chu Mo finally felt what it felt like to be watched.

All kinds of ridiculous voices also came from all directions.

"This little guy came to the master with the token of the Seventh Elder? Then there was a waste with blocked meridians? I think his meridians were not only blocked, but his brain was also blocked?"

"Where is the place where Changshengtian is? How can I take in a waste like him?"

"I'm very brave, I'm so brave, I'm just a little idiot!"

"There are really everyone these days, and the secular mortals are so ignorant and arrogant!"

"The Seventh Elder's husband is clear about his personalities and is upright and honest. He is really a role model for us!"

"That's right, otherwise how could we become the youngest elder in the Heaven of Eternal Life?"

All the discussions from all directions came into Chu Mo's ears.

The thirteen-year-old boy was pale and at a loss. He stood there with a grievance and defended: "I, I'm almost stepping into Yuan Pass..."

"Boy, how dare you speak stubbornly at this time? With your qualifications... the second level of the yellow level, your elders, I don't know how much medicine they have spent on you! Do you really think you are a genius?" Next to the Seventh Elder, a young man in his twenties looked disdainful, curled his lips, and looked at Chu Mo and sneered.

Elder Seven sighed and said to the old man beside him, Elder Changsheng Tianliu, "I knew this child's grandfather many years ago. He helped me do something, which was considered a bit of friendship. As for me, every two or three years, I would send a batch of good ingredient medicines to me..."

"So that's it..." Deacon Zhang and the people around him all showed a look of pride.

Deacon Zhang shook his head gently and said, "There are all the elders in this world. They are willing to pay for their younger generations. It is always the best to see their younger generations... Could this kid have stole his grandfather's token and ran out privately, right?"

The young man next to the Seventh Elder sneered: "It's not certain that it's a grandfather-grandson who wants to use his past friendship to threaten the master!"
Chapter completed!