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

On the high platform.

"It's truly extraordinary, perhaps the only one I've ever seen in my life."

Xue Jing was still wearing the same patchwork clothes, twirling his long beard with a twinkling look in his eyes.

He was not surprised by Ying Bing's armor bones.

"Is this the good seedling you mentioned that you met when you went down the mountain?"

Not far away, a lazy voice sounded.

The woman was wearing a palace dress, her cheeks flushed, and she was leaning lazily on the chair.

"It's her, but I don't know how far she can reach on the stone steps to heaven."

Xue Jing glanced at the woman with helplessness in his eyes.

"I like this girl."

The woman in palace dress drank the wine carelessly.

The elders: “…”

Are you sure you're not attracted by the girl's stunning beauty?

"She is not suitable for your lineage of martial arts."

Xue Jing said helplessly.

"Why is it not suitable?" The woman in palace dress raised her brows.

"What are you trying to do? You've trained yourself to be like a furnace. This girl shouldn't be your disciple in any way."

Youdao spoke in a slightly cold and hard voice.

"Han He, you want to fight?"

The woman in palace dress clenched her fists, looking eager to try.

Elder Han He subconsciously took a half step back and snorted coldly in fear.

"Everyone, calm down."

The voice was full of majesty.

After the leader spoke, the woman in palace dress picked up the wine gourd reluctantly and drank two more gulps.

The elders looked at each other.

Could it be that the sect leader is interested in that little girl?

......

Before I knew it, another stick of incense had passed.

There were as many as five hundred people who had their bones touched during the process.

Finally, it was Li Mo's turn.

The old woman grabbed his shoulders and felt a surge of power rushing in, ready to flow through his body along the meridians.

But soon, the force disappeared.

Ok?

The old woman opposite frowned for the second time.

Internal Qi can stimulate the internal organs, meridians and bones.

The better your bones are, the stronger your reaction to this stimulation will be.

but.

The young man's body didn't react at all.

It would have been fine if it was just that, but his internal energy disappeared like a drop in the ocean.

If she hadn't seen the boy standing in front of her with her own eyes, she would have thought it was a stone.

The old woman hesitated for a moment, then took out her pen and wrote down his name:

"Li Mo, Bing and others, come over."

"Thank you."

Li Mo had expected this and bowed to the old woman.

He passed through the mountain gate as usual.

"Oh no, Dad will be unhappy."

"You have to speak up for me then, Dad. Your words will be effective then."

Li Mo smiled brightly and touched the girl next to him with his shoulder.

Ying Bing was slightly surprised.

Grade C qualifications, not much different from what I remember.

But he didn't seem lost.

Li Mo's face was indifferent, and he was still cheerful:

"30% is determined by fate, 70% is determined by hard work."

"Many people can't even enter the mountain gate. I'm already very lucky."

There was one more thing he didn't say.

Why are you panicking? I'm hooked.

Ying Bing saw that the boy's carefree attitude did not seem fake.

Whatever.

At least his bottle of Pure Yang Pill helped him open his meridians in advance, saving him half a year.

This kind of mentality is worth a little help, how far he can go depends on the individual.

At this time.

Not far away, a deacon's announcement once again caught everyone's attention:

"Wang Hu, with tiger arms and leopard waist, B middle!"

The place couldn't help but become noisy.

Except for two first-class monsters.

Wang Hu already has the best talent!

It is no exaggeration to say that he is one in a million.

Enjoying the compliments from the people around him, Wang Hu smiled defiantly and cast glances at the crowd.

"What are you?"

Li Mo fell into deep thought.

......

at this time.

A figure landed in front of the mountain gate.

"In the form of a tiger or leopard?"

The middle-aged man, who was as tall as an iron tower, stretched out his hand and pinched Wang Hu's shoulder.

Wang Hu was startled, but then he saw his cousin walking out from among the disciples and winking at him.

"Yes, it is indeed a tiger's arms and a leopard's waist."

The middle-aged man in Tieta smiled with satisfaction.

"Master, this is my cousin." Wang Hao saluted respectfully.

"Not bad, not bad. He is more suitable for practicing my Tiger and Leopard Thunder Hand than you."

His laughter was so loud that it hurt the eardrums.

"Futu, it won't be too late to accept him as your disciple after he enters the inner sect."

The short and fat elder frowned and reminded.

Buddha?

Wang Hu was stunned for a moment, then he was ecstatic.

This is a very powerful inner sect deacon. If the position of elder was not so limited, he would have been in charge of the entire peak long ago.

"Hehehe, I know the rules."

The Buddha bowed indifferently.

At his cousin's signal, Wang Hu quickly saluted:

"I met the master."

"You should go through the stone steps to heaven first."

Futu did not correct the address.

After the Buddha left.

Wang Hu raised his head even higher, almost writing the word "arrogant" on his forehead.

After passing through the mountain gate, he walked straight over and clasped his fists confidently:

"Miss Ying, we will be fellow disciples from now on."

Then, I was ignored.

This kind of talent is only acceptable in a small place like Ziyang Prefecture.

In Ying Bing's eyes, there is no essential difference between Wang Hu's B grade and Li Mo's C grade.

They are all the same hard stone, so why bother to distinguish which one is smoother?

Wang Hu was held in place, his face flushed red.

He could only look at Li Mo again:

"Haha, we are from the same hometown. How could I forget you when I became successful?"

"No, there's a difference between the inner and outer gates. I'm afraid it won't be easy for me to come down."

"And who knows, maybe after some time, I will be the true disciple."

"It's more convenient to meet Miss Ying than to meet you, right?"

His smile was sinister.

He got the inner door deacon as his backer.

Wang Hu, who is young and arrogant, is so arrogant that he feels like he is about to float to the sky.

Several young men and women who came from Ning'an County all looked aggrieved, but they couldn't vent their anger. Wang Hu was already arrogant and domineering enough in the county, and now he has risen to the top overnight.

They originally had a bad impression of Li Mo, but now when comparing him with Wang Hu, they actually felt that the former was a little cuter.

“...Ah, yes, yes.”

Li Mo's divine eyes have never been closed.

Ever since Wang Hu finished testing his bones, a hint of black began to appear in the originally green destiny.

Just when it was showing off its power, the black color became a little darker.

Even the evaluation has become: "He is stubborn and self-righteous. He is being used as a test subject by the inner sect deacon Futu without knowing it. His future is bleak."

He didn't like to argue with Erbi, and he was even more lazy to argue with a half-dead person.

Another disregard.

"you!"

Wang Hu's breath was choked in his throat, and a nameless anger surged in his heart.

However, the short and fat elder seemed to notice this.

He withdrew his gaze from Li Mo and Ying Bing, sneering in his heart:

"There is ample time."

"Anyway, there's a huge difference between the outer sect and the true sect. They can't get along."