"Brother Mo, Brother Mo!"

Before dawn, a shout came from outside the bamboo house.

Chen Mo heard the sound familiar and came out of the house. He saw a slightly hunched figure standing in front of the door. Who would it be if it were Lao Zhang?

Seeing Chen Mo go out of the house, Old Zhang smiled honestly, but his expression was unconcealed with tension. After careful observation, his eyes turned slightly black, which is rare for cultivators.

Chen Mo was surprised to see it and couldn't help but ask: "Brother Zhang, you are..."

Before Chen Mo could finish speaking, Lao Zhang said nervously: "Isn't this going to be the first to make a list today? I haven't had a good rest. I'm really nervous."

"Brother Mo, you know that according to the convention, the Spirit Sacrifice Day is also the time to check the results of each boy. Therefore, the harvest of each spiritual field will be recorded and then made into a list to inform the public." While speaking, Lao Zhang couldn't help but rub his palms, as if it was extremely cold this day, and his expression on his face became even more nervous.

"This list is divided into three excellent and inferior rankings according to the harvest of the spiritual field. We don't need to think about the excellent rankings. It's pretty good to be assigned to the good rankings. There will be some rewards in the sect, but if you enter the inferior rankings and fail to harvest the spiritual plant, you may not be able to continue to manage the spiritual plant next year..."

"Brother Mo should come with me quickly. If someone is by your side, you can feel a little more at ease when you look at the list."

Chen Mo could understand Lao Zhang's form. After all, Lao Zhang has been going up the mountain for a long time, but he is still a spiritual plant boy. If he had not been very experienced and loyal, he also took the initiative to take charge of the Lingquan. I am afraid that the status of this spiritual plant boy would be difficult to preserve.

Lao Zhang's qualifications are as bad as himself. Over the years, his cultivation has not yet broken through the third level of Qi training... If he cannot pass the list today, Lao Zhang's spiritual field is likely to be out of order. What's the use of having a spiritual plant boy? How can there be no cultivation resources without a spiritual field? I'm afraid that the immortal road will be cut off from now on, so how can Lao Zhang not care?

Seeing Lao Zhang like this, Chen Mo felt a little sad. If he lacks qualifications in practice, he will be struggling. How could he conclude that he will not become the current Lao Zhang in decades?

"Oh." Chen Mo sighed inwardly and said, "I'm here."

The Kongsang Immortal Sect is very big and has many disciples, but except for the senior brother, only Lao Zhang would kindly remind him when he went to collect the spiritual spring, which made Chen Mo feel a little warm. He remembered this love, so he comforted Lao Zhang from time to time along the way and made him feel relieved.

As the foot of the mountain approached, it was getting brighter and more disciples were walking on the road. Lao Zhang's lips began to tremble slightly. He sighed and greeted Chen Mo:

"Brother Mo, why are you talking about me? I remember that you planted the Spirit Valley in your spiritual field. You probably harvested it yesterday, right?"

Chen Mo knew that Lao Zhang was feeling now as if there was only one wooden board in the flood. If he could meet another person and another wooden board in the flood, he would probably be less afraid.

"No." Chen Mo shook his head and smiled.

This is not to comfort Lao Zhang. Not long after Chen Mo started, he even learned about the spiritual sacrifice and the list of people. How could he expect his final result?

However, unlike Lao Zhang, Chen Mo's heart is not only open-minded, but also open-minded.

After all, things are done by others. Since I have tried my best, I will leave it to fate. After experiencing several major disasters, Chen Mo's mind and nature have changed quietly. For him, there is nothing big except life and death.

Lao Zhang and Chen Mo were not familiar with each other. Zhang Bang was so calm that he couldn't help but feel a little respect, and even his own heart became much more stable, which was quite magical.

As we chatted, we didn't realize that Mu Ling Peak and even the two followed the footsteps of the other disciples and came to the foot of the mountain. The entrance was a huge mountain gate, which seemed to be made of a whole piece of bluestone. It was simple and grand, and even more magnificent than the gate that Chen Mo saw on the top of the mountain yesterday.

There is a large plaque three meters square on it, with a mulberry tree carved at the top, with branches and leaves scattered. The plaque surface looks like it is made of good jade, and it is flawless and crystal clear. It is written on it, "Empty Mulberry Sacrifices the Spirit", but no other word appears below.

Many spiritual plants boys have been waiting here for a long time, all looking forward to it and anxious. Some of them saw Chen Mo coming, and they stopped talking and avoided it silently. Some of them whispered to each other, saying "It's that Chen Mo again" and "This person is here with shame."

Chen Mo said nothing. Since these people took the initiative to give way, he was so happy that he didn't have to squeeze into the crowd, and he still looked open-minded.

Lao Zhang, who was standing beside him, was obviously a little cramped, and his figure was a little staggering, burying his head, as if these good disciples were sarcastic about him.

However, what surprised Chen Mo was that although Lao Zhang was embarrassed, he did not distance himself from him. After the two of them stood still, Lao Zhang whispered:

"My brother, don't worry about their gossip."

Chen Mo was a little amused and crying. Lao Zhang was so nervous that he comforted himself. He really didn't know whether he was kind-hearted or dull. He just smiled and nodded, saying that he did not take it to his heart.

Time passed slowly, and a bright morning glow appeared in the sea of ​​clouds in the distance. A group of disciples gathered in front of the towering mountain gate, staring at the jade plaque on the mountain gate with concentration, for fear that they would miss something if they accidentally missed.

On such a crowded mountain road, Chen Mo was very quiet. No one except Lao Zhang stepped foot, as if he would get into a plague once he got close to him.

Everyone waited for a long time, from the morning glow full of the sky to the setting sun melting gold, and most of the day passed in a flash.

"What's going on?" Old Zhang was a little surprised. The disciples were also whispering, and they were puzzled. In previous years, they were all released before noon, so why did there be no movement today until dusk?

Isn't the list this year?

Coincidentally, at this moment, a bronze bell sounded atop the mountain. Soon, a strange golden light began to appear on the jade plaque, causing the hearts of the disciples to fall to the ground.

Chen Mo also looked up when he heard the sound and found that the handwriting was slowly displayed under the golden light. First, three large characters divided the jade plaque into three pieces, namely "you", "liang", and "ugly", and immediately the names of one person after another began to appear below.

"Brother Mo, you're still early. There are usually only three excellent lists on this list of spirit sacrifices. Look at the names of those three people, you'll see that they'll be revealed."

Seeing that Chen Mo was a little confused, Lao Zhang whispered.

Chen Moxun looked at the voice and found that as Lao Zhang said, there were no more or less under the character "You" on the jade plaque. There were names of three people, and the spiritual plants they planted were on the side.

"The middle-grade yellow-grade, cold cloud scale ginseng!" A disciple exclaimed, "It's been a long time since I saw a senior brother planting such spiritual plants!"

"There is also the yellow-grade low-grade Jinglegan. Be good, it's almost two pounds!"

On weekdays, it is difficult to see these spiritual plants at once. Now someone has planted them, which has caused the crowd to be noisy for a while, and they all talk about it in surprise.

Chen Mo, who is familiar with "Kongsang Xian Road Chronicle", certainly knew that the steps to plant these spiritual plants are extremely cumbersome, and if a detail is wrong, it will fail. In addition to simple experience, the planter also requires that the cultivation level is not low in order to perform various spiritual techniques to assist the growth of spiritual plants.

Chen Mo has limited cultivation and shallow experience. He knows that even if he gives him seeds, he is almost certain to plant these spiritual plants. The three people on the "Excellent" list are indeed well deserved, so it is not for everyone to be surprised.

"My brother, like them, who are on the top list, are very talented. Not only will they be able to get a lot of cultivation when entering the inner sect in the future, but they can also get a yellow-level low-grade spiritual plant seed rewarded by the sect after they are posted."

Old Zhang looked up at the jade plaque, his tone was full of envy. He had been in the Immortal Sect for so many years, but he had never been on the top list.

Listening to Lao Zhang's words, Chen Mo's heart was also moved. He didn't care what happened after entering the inner sect, but the Youlist also rewarded the yellow-grade lower-grade spiritual plant seeds, which made him very interested.

But the best list is not that good. If you work hard and get into the best list once in three to five years, Chen Mo would be very satisfied.

Soon, the three "Good" list all appeared, and the golden light shone, which means that the first three "Good" list had been decided. Immediately afterwards, the "Good" list also began to emit golden light, and the boys stopped talking again and looked at the jade plaque.

After all, everyone has self-knowledge. Most disciples only want to be listed on the list of good people, so they all concentrate on searching for traces of their names on the jade plaque. Everyone who finds them breathes a sigh of relief, and the boy who has not yet found it can't help but become anxious.
Chapter completed!