Chapter 165: Third-generation body promotion

The heavy downpour was heavy, and the entire holy mountain was submerged in the heavy rain.
The heavy rain came abruptly, the inner door disciple shrouded in aura, condensed into a barrier with the aura, and blocked the heavy rain from the outside.
He frowned slightly and looked at the crowd and said, "Today's assessment will come here first. Disciples who have not passed the assessment will go back for the time being and wait until the rain stops tomorrow."
The disciples who have passed the assessment will follow me back to Zongmen. I will take you to the place where you live. "
Hearing what the inner disciple said, despite the dissatisfaction of many of the teenagers at the scene, he reluctantly retreated from the holy mountain.
The others followed the Neimen disciple into Taiyuan Tianzong, a two emperors who had too many legendary ancestors in the core area of ​​the Eastern Continent.
Walked into the sect gate, and all the people began to formally observe the majestic sect gate that was in sight.
The mountain peaks soared into the clouds, and the end was not seen at a glance. The floating sky pavilion hung upside down on the horizon, and the purple air came across from the east.
This heavy rain did not affect Taiyuan Tianzong, but instead added a little ethereal breath to this huge sect.
These disciples condensed the aura into a barrier over their heads, but Jiang Mochou didn't ask, and allowed the heavy rain to drown himself.
Thin body in the downpour, as if the candlelight in the violent wind, will be extinguished at any time.
Jiang Mochou remembers very clearly that he was just an ordinary teenager living in a small mountain village.
The mother died shortly after giving birth to her. The father raised him and his sister with hardships.
If there are no accidents in his life, probably he will spend his life in such an ordinary way, and then draw a full stop to the end of his life in the old and sick.
Unfortunately, the fate is so unfair.
Jiang Mochou remembered that he always remembered very clearly.
It was a spring that flew in April. The spring breeze blew the tenderness, and the soft light of the sun spilled on the ground.
A group of men in white robes descended from the sky, and his life has been changed since then.
Sister was robbed in the past, and his father was shot to death while blocking these people.
He was about to die, but later his sister was forced to die, and the group of talents let themselves go.
He fled the small mountain village in disarray, and the ordinary but warm home was completely destroyed.
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His long hair was wet by heavy rain, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or rain on his face.
The inner disciple took a group of people to the place where the handy disciples lived.
This is a barren open space with dense wooden houses on it.
Jiang Mochou took a brief look, there are at least thousands of these wooden houses.
Disciple of the inner gate said lightly: "These wooden houses were built by those former disciples.
Some people live inside, some are empty, you choose these empty cabins yourself.
If the wooden house is not enough, I will build it myself. I will come to assign you tasks tomorrow. "
Hearing the disciple of the inner disciples, all the handy disciples agreed.
As the disciple of the inner gate left, the disciples began to search for the wooden house where they lived.
Because Jiang Mochou is the practice of condensing the context, among these handy disciples, it is definitely the strongest.
After he found the wooden house, no one dared to him.
The inside of this wooden house is very simple, that is, a bed and a table, and the clothes worn by handy disciples hang on the wall.
Jiang Mochou returned to the wooden house and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
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The heavy rain outside the house was still falling, as if someone was splashing water from the sky down.
The rain did not stop at all, and as night fell, the sound of "Wala La" could still be heard.
The whole world seems to be drowned.
Jiang Mochou looked at the rainstorm outside the window, and stood in front of the window and stared silently.
This night there is no moon, no stars, the sky is terrible silent.
After everything was shrouded in darkness, Jiang Mochou walked out of the cabin while taking advantage of the thick night.
Here comes the heavy rain, and he was lost in darkness and rainstorm.
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Life separates two straight and flat roads in front of me.
One leads to paradise, with no scenery, no sun and moon, no setbacks and no excitement.
A raging fire is going to hell, the sky is blood red, the earth bears suffering, and the life is frustrating.
With the mortal body, I flowed through the blazing fire and endured the burning and baking of Chi Yan.
With my fist, broke through the sky, destroyed the hell, and hit a path that belongs to me Jiang Mochou.
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Left the place where the handy disciples lived, Jiang Mochou was careful all the way through the night of hurricanes and rainstorms, and finally came to a very obscure hillside in Taizong Tianzong.
He stood under the hillside, and the heavy rain had wet him all over.
Slowly took out a compass-like object in his hand. The object was azure blue all round, with a round appearance and a pointer inside.
At this moment, the direction of this pointer is the bottom of the hillside.
Jiang Mochou slowly put his hands away, then took out a shovel from the hidden ring in his pocket, his hands swelled and began to dig.
The downpour was still falling, and a large pit with a depth of tens of meters was pulled out at the bottom of the slope.
Until late at night, Jiang Mochou stopped.
His hands shook out a red bead from the pit.
Then Jiang Mochou jumped out of the pit and jumped out.
Looked at the red beads with his hands trembling, and then slowly took the other two beads out of his pocket.
The moment when the three beads collided, I saw the crimson radiance permeating on it, as if the three groups of burning red flames slowly merged together.
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The story seems to be back a long time ago, the young man fled the village in distress.
He is aimless, not knowing where he should go.
Thinking about revenge, but it is a pity that he is an ordinary person, what to contend with the imperial ruler Xianmen of two emperors.
In a hurry, he was chased by a monster. In anxiety, he could only jump into the bottom of the river ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The river was clear and clear, and the monster roared a few times by the river, then left Too.
He thought he had escaped, but unfortunately he couldn't swim.
The turbulent river buried him, and he accidentally entered a dark hole at the bottom of the river when he was confused.
There, he got the first red bead and the blue pointer that he could use to find the remaining beads.
According to the pointer, he found the second red bead, which was in a hidden secret area.
Was guarded by the formation. Although he got the beads, he was trapped in the formation for more than two years.
Fortunately, the supplies are relatively rich, so he doesn't have to worry about starving to death.
It was not until two years later that the energy of the formation was exhausted, and he came out.
Later, according to the instructions of the formation, he did not expect that the third bead would actually be in Taiyuan Tianzong.
"The third war body, the Red Flame King."
Watched the three beads in their hands are merging, which contained amazing power.
Jiang Mochou raised his head slightly and looked deep into the distance.
"Mochou has no way to know himself, no one in the world knows kings."

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