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Chapter 129: Ascension to Demons Conference

The crane swayed its wings and hovered from the peak of the ten thousand feet. As it approached, it realized that the peak was so majestic and huge.

This peak is interspersed among the clouds, and several palaces are filled with some hazy light. Many figures as big as ants are walking in a hurry, obscured by the rich woods, revealing a lot of freshness.

"Cry"

Cranes roared up, and several cranes rang through the mountain from afar through the huge peaks, and stood at the foot of the mountain.

"Puchi Puchi"

They slapped their wings and stood on a row of eaves. Mo Bei and the others were stunned. In their sight, a rice field swayed. Magicians in magic robes rode on magic brooms and walked through the vast fields.

They were busy, and their magic flashed in a small cloud. A little rain dripped from the clouds in front of them, watering the rice fields and moistening the soil.

The cloud was brought from the sky with magic. From a distance, each magician was dragging a cloud around him, and it was constantly drizzling, and the clouds gradually diluted.

The rice fields stumbled and the rain sputtered from the rice leaves and slid down.

These magicians are undoubtedly so powerful. Each magician has extremely profound magic power. Some of them even look at the magic fluctuations, which is even much more than them, which is particularly terrifying.

The Soul-Surveying Hall is paved with green floor tiles, and several palaces stand.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong"

The huge bell rang in the tall palace, and the figure in front of the palace was Zhuo Zhuo, and a disciple sat in front of the desk, registering a list of people engraved with patterns.

"It's almost done." A voice full of vicissitudes resounded in the space.

"Yes, elder."

At the desk, the young magician bowed and then looked at the magicians who were waiting for the test.

The crowd was bustling with people, moving their rushing footsteps, their expressions of nervousness, and no longer laughing.

"This is the great day for my Soul-Surveying Hall, and it is also a blessing for you. However, my temple recruits disciples very strictly. I hope you can tolerate them and don't be resentful."

The young magician stood up from the desk in one step, his magic fluctuated and his voice filled the space.

"Dongdongdongdong" followed the sound of the bells.

"The test begins." The young magician shouted.

"Yuehengshan."

Next to the young magician, an outer law enforcement officer flipped the roster and raised his eyebrows and shouted.

"exist"

The crowd was in agitation, looking back and forth at the people on the field, a strong man walked from behind, wearing a tattered hunting suit and carrying a bow and arrow.

"Little man Yue Hengshan, pay homage to you all." Yue Hengshan walked over and swallowed a few mouthfuls of foam, unable to hide his excitement, and bowed to bow.

The young magician looked up and down, and saw that he was wearing a smile.

"No need to be nervous. This list records that you are a magician of the Golden System. You are aware of magical talent at the age of thirteen." The young magician looked at it.

"It's... it's right." Yue Hengshan's consciousness trembled slightly.

The young magician laughed at the appearance of the honest man.

"Then the good identity brand goes to the Spirit Root Hall to queue up and wait for the test."

He teased the big man and handed over a token, which was engraved with the words "Tianyi", meaning the number one of the characters "Tianyi".

The big man trembled and reached out to take it, and he calmed down completely.

"Let me, thank you sir." Yue Hengshan bowed.

The young magician was once again amused by the honest man.

"No need to do this. My surname is Yao, just call me Senior Brother." Yao Mocan smiled.

"Thank you, senior brother."

"please"

The law enforcement officer on the side of the outside door covered his mouth and his face shook.

"Ye Shaojun"

The popularity in front of the palace once again became turbulent.

In the back mountain, Mo Bei and the other two came down from the cranes and climbed step by step against the towering peaks.

"The back mountain is a place where fertile fields are planted. These fertile fields are precious! How about it, isn't it an eye-opener?"

At the mountainside, Mo Bei and the other two looked down at the end of the space, and there was a lush area, and there were countless miles.

"Good fields need daily irrigation, and most external disciples have the tasks here." Li Yuanlong said.

After hearing this, Mo Bei was stunned.

"No, the Soul-Surveying Hall is so rich and powerful. You can use a high-level magician to irrigate 100 acres of fertile land every day, and you will use a lot of money."

Luo Xiu smiled bitterly.

"This field is not that field, the little guy really doesn't know anything." Li Yuanlong shook his head and sighed.

"The rice in the sect is not as secular as the world. It is said that it can fast. Once eaten, it will take a lot of time to practice. It is a necessary practice item for the magician to go into seclusion. Do you think it is important or not?"

Luo Xiu pulled the corner of Mo Bei's clothes and whispered.

After listening, Mo Bei was shocked and realized this secret.

"No wonder." Mo Bei nodded.

"Yes, this rice, the outer disciples can receive half a pound of the outer disciple every month. You must be sure of this demon-sum meeting. Don't hide your skills, otherwise you will suffer losses, but don't say I didn't remind you." Li Yuanlong said.

"Sir, the Demon Ascension Conference is really so important. Is there anything else to pay attention to?" Luo Xiu asked.

"You guys, you really know nothing about the power of the sect. Even though you are geniuses, you are still from the civilians and the lowest level of the magicians. No matter whether they are resources or connections, they should be enlightened, and do not be too ambitious."

"All living beings, how many magicians have been buried in the long river of time in the Magic Continent since eternity. Are you two missing than you geniuses who have been buried in the endless years? They are really a pair of elm-wood heads."

Li Yuanlong was so angry that he thought about it and looked at the two people beside him. After some conspiracy, he decided to wake up Mo Bei and the other two.

"Forget it, I see you and the two of you are also tempted by me, so I will tell you that there are many forces in the Soul-Surveying Hall, which are insignificant for outsiders, but there are many tricks inside. The first major force is the family. These families can be traced back to the establishment of the Soul-Surveying Hall. In fact, these guys are the ones who really control the Soul-Surveying Hall. However, with your elm-heads like you, I don't expect you to please those families, so if you have talent, don't hide. If you make a big splash at the Demon Ascension Conference, you may change your destiny in a short time. If your talent is better, it is not impossible to even join the elder's sect." Li Yuanlong warned.

"Uh" Mo Bei was a little confused. When he listened carefully to Lord Yuanlong's words, he always felt a little familiar. After thinking about it, he sometimes felt that he had returned to that familiar world and dragged his relationships through the back door. Grandma, he really didn't feel happy.

"So, the Demon Ascension Conference represents an opportunity, but there are sometimes certain dangers in this opportunity, and you need to be careful." Li Yuanlong said lightly again.

Mo Bei and the other two were surprised, looked at each other, and bowed slightly.

"I hope you will teach me." Mo Bei and the others said.

"Forget it, if you have that talent for this Demon Ascension Conference, you only need to be careful of a goblin. However, with your talent, in fact, even if you meet it, I'm afraid this lord will not look down on you, so it's better not to say anything."
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