After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

There was an outer sect steward sitting there, welcoming and seeing off guests, with a pile of identity certificates piled in front of him.

"The Biography of Li Zhen."

When the old woman saw Li Mo, she took the initiative to bow.

Although true disciples have no real power within the sect, their status is definitely higher than that of outer sect deacons.

This old woman Li Mo also looks somewhat familiar.

That day she also had her bones scanned and was determined to have a Class C talent.

The outer disciples who came to pay their respects to him were all envious and yearning when they saw the white robe with cloud patterns on him.

But still no one hesitated. They handed their belts to the old woman, carried their bags and walked out of the mountain gate.

"What are they?"

Li Mo couldn't help but feel curious.

Right now, it should not be the time to clear out the outer disciples.

Why are there so many people lining up to hand in their credentials, looking like they are about to leave the Qingyuan Sect?

"Because the sect trial is imminent, and since it's called a trial, it has certain dangers."

The old woman stretched out her left hand, and only three of the five fingers were left.

"I see."

Li Mo thought about it for a moment and understood what the old woman meant.

Not everyone has the confidence to fight for the inner door.

If you stay, you must participate in the sect trial.

If one becomes disabled and fails to enter the inner sect, he will eventually be expelled from the sect and his future livelihood will be a problem.

Dying in trials is not impossible.

"Many people, after entering the gate, never think of entering the inner gate."

The old woman shook her head and put the waistband she had just received away.

Learning some skills outside the sect and returning to one's hometown to open a martial arts school, or becoming a constable, this is an excellent future in the eyes of many people.

Li Mo couldn't help but feel emotional.

The martial arts world is like a river flowing upstream. Most people are not even fish swimming upstream, but just sand carried away by the river.

If he didn't have a hook in his hand, his future probably wouldn't be much better.

I will probably return to the county and become the captain of the city guard under my father's arrangement.

He was about to leave.

But for some unknown reason, he used his divine eyes, which had been always open, to look at the people in front of him one by one.

Suddenly.

Many people's information appeared before my eyes

[Name: Wu Bing]

【Age: 19】

【Root bone: None.】

[Realm: Qi and Blood Realm Three Meridians.]

Destiny: White

[Evaluation: Ah Bing's martial arts achievements are not very ideal.]

[Recent experience: I recently received a letter saying that the village widow Wang's third husband had died and she was planning to return home to pursue love.]

.....

Look around.

Among the outer disciples who took the initiative to leave Qingyuan Sect, most of them had a destiny of white or gray.

There is basically no investment value.

For example, this one is called Wu Bing.

What reward will you get in the end if you help him pursue Widow Wang?

If it's bad, it'll be a few copper coins, if it's good, it might be a special item, such as Widow Wang's bellyband...

Of course, there are exceptions to everything.

[Name: Liu Hui]

【Age: 19】

【Root bone: None.】

[Realm: Qi and Blood Realm Three Meridians.]

Destiny: Black

【Evaluation: The old grudge is unlucky. 】

[Recent experience: On my way home, I encountered a trap set by a honey trap. Instead of being a hero to save the beautiful woman, I was stabbed in the back by the woman and thrown into the river to feed the fish.]

.....

After reading it, Li Mo sighed softly.

It's a life after all.

He thought he couldn't just sit back and watch everything.

Even if it is an unrelated person, as long as there is no deep hatred, no one wants to see the other person die inexplicably.

"Liu Hui!"

"Uh... huh? Li Zhen Chuan?"

Liu Hui was stunned for a moment, pointed at himself, as if he couldn't believe that Li Zhenchuan had risen to fame overnight, and called out his name.

He racked his brains but couldn't figure out what the relationship was between him and the other person.

"Excuse me, Li Zhenchuan, what can I do for you?"

"Did you pass through Qinghe County on your way back home?"

Li Mo came forward and asked.

“Um…..not through…”

Liu Hui was confused.

Qinghe County? That's not only off the road, it's practically the end of the road.

He could have gone home by water, downstream, but if he wanted to go to Qinghe County, he would have had to go by land.

However, something even more surprising happened to him.

Li Mo actually took out a small gold bar as thick as a thumb from his sleeve.