The male lead always wants to monopolize my beauty

Qi Mo looked in the direction of those people and smiled, then turned his head to see the disapproval on Wen Shang's face, which just reassured him.

Wen Shang noticed that his expression was calm, and he knew it in his mind. He let go of his distraction a little, and asked in a low voice, "How many levels of pills can you refine now? They are all five-level pills, are you sure?"

Qi Mo looked at him with serious eyes, and then remembered that he had tried to refine several fifth-level medicinal herbs a few days ago, but because of improper handling of the herbs, several fifth-level herbs were destroyed, and only a few wastes were refined. Dan.He was silent for a while, and said with a heavy face, "No."

Wen Shang froze on the spot for a moment, he stared at Qi Mo as if he was looking at a strange flower, and after a while, he scratched his head helplessly, "Didn't you still sign up with Yinxiu, if you want to come to the alchemist assessment and fail the exam no problem."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Qi Mo, but saw that Qi Mo's face was not relaxed, his brows were frowning, as if he was thinking about something very serious, so he didn't disturb him for a while.

Time flies, and it is already afternoon in a blink of an eye.

As soon as the elder in charge of miscellaneous things rang the bell, the disciples who signed up went to their respective examination rooms to sit down one by one.

Because this year there was a disciple who was going to test two arts at the same time, so for the first time ever, the crowds who came to watch filled the entire square.

The examinations of several techniques were held in the five corners of the square. The inner and outer disciples of the sect were piled up in the square, but most of them ran to the vicinity of the alchemy assessment site.Many people stared at Qi Mo, muttering words, talking to the people around them.

Most of them came to watch the excitement, but they were somewhat unconvinced and inquisitive in their hearts, so the words they said were not pleasant.

Qi Mo heard someone say "overthinking one's own strength", and his eyes turned around the crowd, and found that many people were not optimistic about him, with a little malice.

He lowered his head and concentrated on looking at the spiritual herbs on the table, shielding himself from outside interference.

The alchemist assessment turned out to be a fifth-level Emperor Xindan.Dixin Dan is suitable for all Nascent Soul cultivators, and one can break through a small class after taking it.

Qi Mo sat on the table closest to the Yinxiu assessment site, picked up the spirit grass and began to decompose it.Each of the disciples around him also had three copies of the materials for refining Emperor Xindan, which also meant that they only had three chances. If they failed to refine all three copies of Emperor Xindan, they would lose their qualifications.

Qi Mo calmed down, processed the spirit grass on the table as quickly as possible, and then took out the pill furnace and started kneading the pill.

It is not easy to make the Emperor Heart Pill, and it needs to be refined slowly over a small fire. Qi Mo added the spirit grass liquid to the pill furnace, while taking time to look at the incense used for timekeeping in the distance.

It's already half burnt down, if he can't complete the alchemy within a stick of incense and rush to the Yinxiu assessment site, then he will lose his qualifications.

The movements of Qi Mo's subordinates became more stable, and his heart calmed down.

The incense ash fell to the ground again, and there was a burst of fragrance from the alchemy furnace in front of Qi Mo's eyes. He let go of his stiff hands, stood up, and quickly said to the examiner elder, "Please ask the elder to check on your behalf. This disciple is in a hurry, so let's go first."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for an answer, he hurriedly ran to the ranks of Yinxiu.

The people who were waiting to see the joke were startled by his swift action, and said unwillingly: "I'm afraid it didn't work out."

There were also some people who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so they hurriedly followed, and also ran to the sound repair assessment site, surrounding them.

"He has really refined it, probably even better than Senior Brother Ling Qiu."

"Wait a minute, maybe they're all low-grade, and Danfeng doesn't want them either."

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But at the end of the day, these people think that it is probably not possible, and such a Danxiang is at least a middle-grade product.

Qi Mo was not interested in their guesses. He was immersed in the melody at the moment, constantly releasing bursts of spiritual power with the jade flute.

The assessment of the sound cultivator is an actual combat. Each person needs to attack a demon cultivator with a rhythmic attack until the soul of the demon cultivator is gone. The one who takes the shortest time wins.

These demon cultivators are all vicious and vicious, and they were arrested by the sect to train new disciples, so Qi Mo was not relentless at all.

He used his greatest spiritual power, and the music continued to spread from all directions.

Suddenly, a mournful cry erupted in the field, and a demon cultivator exploded on the spot, turning into fly ash.

Qi Mo caught a glimpse of a man in Tsing Yi putting away the piano in his hand, with a calm smile on his face, and his fingers moved faster.

When the second mournful cry sounded, followed by another sound, Qi Mo put down his hand and watched Moxiu scattered in the air in front of him, with a just right smile on his face.

The whispering crowd suddenly fell silent after two successive screams. Qi Mo saw the shock on their faces and stood in the third position.

"This junior named Mo Yu seems to be even stronger than Ling Qiu."

"It's really a hero out of a boy."

Some people admire it, but others will naturally dismiss it.

"The alchemy assessment is not over yet, so it's too early to say that his talent is higher than senior brother Ling's."

"Which one of you went to inquire, how many low-grade pills did he refine?" A person squinted and looked in Qi Mo's direction, feeling quite uncomfortable.

Qi Mo followed his voice and smiled at him, but his eyes were dark and there was no smile.

Just when everyone was making noise and didn't pay attention to the next assessment, a voice came from above with a strong pressure, making everyone silent for a while.

Qi Mo wrote down his name as required, and when he was writing, Wen Shang who rushed over patted him on the shoulder, "I didn't expect that you can also refine the fifth-level elixir, I underestimated you."

Qi Mo took his hands off his shoulders and glanced at him, "If you want to kiss each other, show some respect."

Wen Shang's breath stuck in his throat immediately, and after a while he said viciously: "Are you a friend?"

"Why do you need to humiliate yourself." Qi Mo didn't even look at him, "Go, go and see how many pills I have refined."

"You don't know?" Wen Shang's face was dark, "You don't know what you refined."

"I don't know." Qi Mo walked over slowly, followed by a large group of people.

"You stole the limelight today." Wen Shang whispered behind him, a little sour.

Qi Mo didn't say a word, his goal was to show off. If it's just to join the Supreme Heart Sect, there's no need to waste his efforts.

"Out, out!"

Suddenly someone rushed over from the crowd and shouted, "Junior Brother Mo Yu has made the best pill."

As soon as the words fell, a person stretched out his hand and grabbed them, and asked anxiously: "How many have come out... Hurry up!"

The man was shaken by him for a while, coughed a few times, and then stammered: "There are four... four."

The hand holding his neckline tightened suddenly, "You read that right?"

"It's absolutely true," the man assured.

The man in black let out a breath and let go of the man. The force was so great that he couldn't help but staggered a step.

"Finally something happened to Ling Qiu, and now another Mo Yu came out." He flashed the bamboo fan quickly, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

He took two steps in place, crossed the stone tablet behind the square, walked out, straightened his clothes, and walked towards the crowd.

At this moment, Qi Mo was surrounded by that group of people, asking questions in a hurry. When this person saw it, his heart stopped and he became even more anxious.

"Congratulations to Junior Brother Mo Yu."

Before people arrived, Qi Mo raised his head and saw a man in black walking over at a glance.

The people who were crowded together automatically separated a path for him, and behind him were two bodyguards.

Qi Mo smiled, but thought flashed in his eyes. This person is probably Tie Liangliang, the son of the third elder of the Supreme Mind Sect.

"Thank you, Young Sovereign, but the result has not been announced yet, so I don't deserve this congratulation." Qi Mo said neither humble nor overbearing.

Tie Liang tapped his palm with the fan bone, and then said: "Of course it is right, now who doesn't know the name of Junior Brother Mo Yu, my young master will also be inferior to you."

The expression on Qi Mo's face didn't change, but there was a feeling of a smirk, "Senior brother is absurd, Mo Yu still has something to do, let's go ahead, senior brother please." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left with Wen Shang. Give Tie Liang a look.

When they walked halfway, Wen Shang laughed out loud. He supported the wall with one hand, and patted Qi Mo's back with the other, "I really have you. Have you seen Tie Liang's face?"

Qi Mo is not in such a good mood as he is, after all, he is a foreigner, if the head does not choose him to train, then all the things he is doing now will be in vain.

"Where is the Zongmen mission hall?"

Wen Shang laughed halfway, but he swallowed it back. He was a little puzzled and said: "The mission hall is on the main peak, we just go a little further. Why are you asking this?"

Qi Mo didn't answer him, "Lead the way."

Seeing Qi Mo's serious face, he lost the desire to smile again for a moment, and just said: "Let's go."

Qi Mo took on several moderately difficult tasks, some for him to make alchemy, and some for collecting monster inner alchemy.

Qi Mo left Supreme Mind Sect for three days, and returned to the mission hall with a storage bag.

Originally, he gained a lot of limelight because of the classification assessment, but the tasks he received in the past few days made all the disciples of the sect talk about him.

Seeing Qi Mo come back with the monster Neidan, the news spread throughout the sect within a stick of incense.

So when Qi Mo handed in the task and received the points, he was surrounded by a group of people.Some people took advantage of the chaos to squeeze in and asked the elder in charge of the mission hall, "Did he really bring back the demon pill of the dream soul beast?"

The elder in charge glanced at him nonchalantly, and threw out a small storage bag. The man reached into his consciousness, and just froze on the spot.

That was a level six monster.

Regardless of how shocked he was, Qi Mo went to Zongmen's Zangshu Pavilion first after collecting nearly [-] points.

A large sect like the Supreme Heart Sect has an extraordinary collection of various ancient books on the arts. If one wants to improve one's arts, these books are indispensable.

The first and second floors of Zangshu Pavilion are all books of magic arts below the third level, and you only need to pay one hundred points per day, but starting from the third floor, each level of classics will increase by one level, and the points will also be doubled.

Qi Mo's puppet skill is currently the lowest, only level [-], so he paid [-] points and planned to go to the fourth floor to stay for a day.