Mysterious mirror hanging high

As the deputy dean of Xiantian Taoist Academy and a great immortal who had achieved the perfect golden elixir, Mo Wuyong could naturally feel the subtle emotions of the new disciples. A hint of doubt appeared on his wrinkled face.

"Wang Cheng, right?"

He pointed at the short and fat monk holding the tickler and said, "Come here."

The short and fat monk named Wang Cheng's expression tensed up, and he quickly stepped forward to pay his respects, "Greetings, Deputy Master Mo."

"Don't be nervous. I can't eat you." Mo Wuyong narrowed his eyes and asked, "Where did you get that jade ruyi in your hand?"

It's no wonder that Mo Wuyong became suspicious. Other people's clothes, shoes and hats are not conspicuous, but Wang Cheng in front of him carries a scratcher everywhere he goes, which is bound to attract attention.

Before Wang Cheng could react, Wen Rennuo, who was standing beside him, felt a tightness in his heart and dared not touch the bronze mirror in his arms anymore.

Wang Cheng, sweat on his forehead, stammered, "This item is a relic left by my mother before she died. I... I always carry it with me because it reminds me of her."

"Oh? Can you show it to me?"

"Yes, yes..." Wang Cheng was just a small Qi training cultivator. How could he refuse the request of a great Jindan Great Immortal? He handed over the scratcher in his hand with trepidation.

Mo Wuyong wrapped the tickler with his golden elixir power, penetrated it with his spiritual sense, and examined it carefully for a long time, but he couldn't figure out anything. It was indeed just an ordinary mortal object, without even a trace of spiritual energy.

A hint of doubt flashed across Mo Wuyong's somewhat cloudy eyes. Could it be that he really misunderstood this new disciple?

But Jindan Zhenren's suspicion was not so easy to dispel. Mo Wuyong simply flipped his hand and put the scratcher into his sleeve, saying without question:

"Wang Cheng, I quite like the shape of this jade ruyi... But since it's your mother's heirloom, a gentleman shouldn't take away what others love."

"I'll lend you this jade ruyi for a while. I'll have a jade craftsman carve a new one in your shape. I'll return the original to you when the time comes. What do you think?"

Wang Cheng's face turned pale: "This, this..."

"It's settled." Mo Wuyong said simply, "As a reward... I have quite a collection in my own private vault. You can pick any treasure below the level of a magical weapon. This way, you won't be accused of bullying the weak."

Wen Rennuo frowned, feeling a little worried for Wang Cheng. He thought, "Is there really something wrong with Yu Ruyi?"

Afterwards, Mo Wuyong gave a few more words of encouragement to the new disciples who had entered the Taoist temple, and then sent everyone away.

Wen Rennuo followed the servants to his cave in the Xiantian Daoist Temple. Looking at this quiet and peaceful courtyard with rich spiritual energy and complete furnishings, his original worries were slightly alleviated by such generous conditions, and he became delighted instead.

"This will be my future cultivation cave!"

"Damn it! The Heavenly Court is truly wealthy and powerful. The richness of spiritual energy here is truly astonishing... I wonder if it has reached the level of the rumored [Nascent Soul Dojo]?"

The disciples of the Heavenly Court's [Wendao Academy] are divided into four ranks: [Heaven], [Earth], [Xuan], and [Huang]. The rank of the disciples is not determined by their level of cultivation, but solely by their cultivation aptitude, skill aptitude, etc.

There are only a few Heavenly Rank disciples nowadays, and they are all the most outstanding talents in the continent. Even the current Yuanying Zhenjun [Yan Jiuming], [Wei Wudao] and others, if they were to cultivate again in the Asking Dao Academy, they would almost be Heavenly Rank.

[Earth-level disciples] are no less capable than the average Divine Transformation and Nascent Soul Daoists, and are also not someone Wen Rennuo can challenge.

Wenren Nuo apparently awakened the [Ningyuan Dao Body] which was extremely helpful for cultivation, and was therefore classified as a [Xuan-level disciple].

As for the [Yellow Rank], most of them are cultivators who have awakened the innate Dao bodies related to the [Hundred Arts of Immortal Cultivation], or cultivators who already have extremely high technical qualifications. They have the least quota for spiritual resources for cultivation, and most of them will focus on improving their skills.

But even for the [Yellow Rank Disciples] who have the lowest status in [Tian Di Xuan Huang], their quota of [Foundation Building Pills] used for foundation building is supplied unlimitedly!

Not to mention the ordinary spiritual resources for cultivation.

It can be said that as long as one enters the [Wendao Academy] of the Heavenly Palace, it is equivalent to a carp leaping over the dragon gate. As long as one's aptitude is not so bad that it will anger heaven and man, building the foundation can be said to be a sure thing.

Of course, under normal circumstances, cultivators with poor qualifications naturally cannot enter the Institute of Asking Dao.

At first, Wen Rennuo was so dazzled by the dazzling array of spiritual resources and rare treasures every month that he couldn't open his eyes, but after a while, he almost became numb.

He sat upright in his own cave abode filled with spiritual energy, holding in his hand a century-old Polygonum multiflorum of excellent quality, and beside him were jade bottles containing various spiritual elixirs for spiritual practice, almost piled up into a small mountain.

The young man was slightly pleased with himself: "Pretending to be a [Innate Dao Body] is truly a brilliant move. For a genius, Heaven is simply the most ideal place for cultivation!"

The next few months were uneventful. Wen Rennuo obtained spiritual resources of the [Xuanjie] level, and with the unique environment for cultivation, his realm rose by leaps and bounds. The mana and true energy in his body made great progress in both quantity and quality.

The only thing worth mentioning is that a direct blood relative of the great Taoist master Mo Wuyong, the deputy dean of the Xiantian Taoist Academy, Mo Waiqiu, has awakened his innate Taoist body. This member of the Mo family, who originally had average qualifications, was selected into the Xiantian Taoist Academy as an exception and enjoyed the treatment of a genius.

This incident also sparked a lot of discussion in the Taoist temple, and everyone sighed at Mo Waiqiu's good luck.

It should be noted that although [Heaven] is in its infancy, it is under the all-round control of Xiao Guanying, and the rules and regulations are very strict. Even if Mo Waiqiu is a junior with a very close relationship with the Great Immortal, his qualifications are not good, and his spiritual resources for cultivation will still be strictly controlled.

After all, the Heavenly Court judges people’s level purely based on their cultivation qualifications. Not to mention the Great Immortals, even the descendants of the Great Immortals must abide by the rules!

However, these things had nothing to do with Wen Rennuo. He was still concentrating on his cultivation at this time. But not long after, an uninvited guest came outside the cave.

"Which one?"

Wen Rennuo pushed open the door of the cave, and his original leisurely demeanor disappeared, and his expression suddenly changed.

At this moment, the person coming from outside the door had a very heavy spiritual pressure. He was wearing a fiery red Taoist robe and had an aura that looked down on the world. He couldn't help sneering at Wen Rennuo.

"Disciple greets the Vice-Dean!"

Wen Rennuo hurriedly paid his respects. The person in front of him was another deputy dean of the [Xiantian Taoist Academy], [Master Chiwan], who was also a great master who had achieved the perfection of the golden elixir!

An extremely powerful divine consciousness poured down, sweeping over every inch of Wen Rennuo's skin unscrupulously. After a moment, a light exclamation came to Wen Rennuo's ears:

"Huh? Why not?"