Invest In The Reborn Empress, She Actually Called Me Husband-In-Law

From the carriage, you can already see the rare beast peak.

Zhenshou Peak is the last peak of the Qingyuan Mountains and the closest to the wilderness.

There was a vast area ahead, and the inner and outer sect disciples were clearly distinguishable.

But without exception, they are all new disciples who have not yet participated in the sect's trials.

As soon as this carriage belonging to the sect master stopped, it instantly became the center of the crowd.

"Is that the true successor of the leader, Ying Bing?

"Hiss...this junior sister looks so bad."

"Keep your voice down. I heard that she has eight channels of Qi and Blood. I heard it from Elder Qian Bufan's true disciple, and she was given a set of black cloud gauze inner armor because of it."

"How long has she been a beginner? She has eight meridians? What a monster!"

"No one can become the leader of the sect in the first year of joining, right? That would be amazing and stunning."

"Who's that next to her?

"Li Zhenzhuan, I started with her."

"I know that Li Zhenchuan is a good man!"

Hearing the discussion of other disciples, Li Mo's mouth twitched slightly.

Thank you, I don’t like to leave my name when I do good deeds, so there is no need to issue me a good person card.

"Wang Yue Ya, it seems to be deep in the trial area."

Scanning the map, Li Mo found the place Ying Bing agreed with her.

The deeper the place of trial goes, the stronger the alien beasts become.

Wangyueya is a very remote place, and on the way you have to pass through the territories of many late Ninth Grade and even peak Ninth Grade beasts.

If you don't have two brushes, you really can't get involved.

"One hour..."

Li Mo looked at Ying Bing, who was walking to the front of the crowd, and secretly encouraged himself.

Don’t compare us to our transmigrator!

Suddenly.

Li Mo found that there was a familiar gaze staring at him.

Wang Hu.

At this time, Wang Hu still had that unruly expression, but a hint of sickness between his brows made his whole person look gloomy.

Looking at Li Mo, he blankly put his hand across his neck and made a gesture of cutting his throat.

"What's wrong with this guy?"

While Li Mo was speechless, he instinctively felt that something was not right about the latter's condition.

Then his heart moved, and the Divine Eye of Destiny glanced over.

[Name: Wang Hu]

[Age:16]

[Root Bone: Tiger arms and leopard waist. ]

[Realm: Eight meridians of Qi and Blood realm. ]

[Destiny: Black]

[Evaluation: If you have a small talent, if you study hard and practice hard, you may achieve great results in the future. However, you are narrow-minded, will retaliate for your anger, and are arrogant and domineering, so you can easily go to extremes. ]

[Recent encounter: The beasts are so deep that they have gone astray. Their own essence and blood are no longer enough to support them. They are ready to swallow the blood of alien beasts, and they are gradually losing their minds. ]

"Beast species?"

Li Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.

What puzzled him was not Wang Hu's fate, but that the other party had contact with the Demon Summoning Cult.

Before the sect trial for outer disciples, if they do not withdraw from the sect, they are not allowed to leave the sect.

If the other party has been in the Qingyuan Sect, where did this beast species from the Demon Summoning Sect come from?

"This sect trial may be unusual."

Li Mo thought for a moment.

Well, the things that Daughter of Destiny is involved in, if everything is normal, it is not normal.

According to the normal routine, Bingtuozi should be the one to turn the tide, and maybe there will be a wave of desperate counter-attacks?

But now that I know it...

"Master!"

Li Mo ran directly to where the elders were sitting.

"Um?"

Shang Wu was taking a nap. When he heard his apprentice's voice, he scratched his hair sleepily:

"time to eat?"

"I'll invite Master to dinner after the trial. I have something to report."

Li Mo opened his mouth and expressed his judgment.

But I found a reason and used other reasons to cover up the Divine Eye of Destiny.

When the words ‘Demon Evocation Cult’ appeared in his mouth.

Xue Jing and Qian Bufan immediately became serious, and even the sleepiness in Shang Wu's eyes disappeared.

"Are you sure you are a demon-evoking cultist? This is no joke."

Qian Bufan's voice was low, and there was a hint of worry between his brows.

"My father was a county lieutenant and once captured a demon summoner. I just think the aura is similar and I can't be completely sure. But considering the seriousness of the matter, it would be better to report it to the elders. Even if it is a misjudgment, it is better than knowing the truth. Don’t report it.”

What Li Mo said was reasonable.

"Xiao Mo is a person who does things properly."

Xue Jing pondered for a moment and said:

"There is a 90% chance that the boy named Wang Hu has practiced the evil skills of the Demon Summoning Cult, the Blood Training of Hundred Beasts."

"The claws have been extended to our Qingyuan Sect."

Yin Huaxuan, the elder of Zhenshou Peak, stood up suddenly.

It seems that they are preparing to capture Wang Hu and torture him thoroughly.

"Yinhua, look at you, you are so anxious."

Xue Jing stopped him, looked at Li Mo with a little more satisfaction, and said:

"We understand. Just go back and participate in the trial. Everything will be fine as usual. Just pretend that nothing happened."

"yes."

Li Mo followed the good and followed the flow.

Old Xue Tou probably had other plans.

In Qingyuan Sect, if there was something that the elders couldn't handle, it was useless for him to think about it.

...

Half an hour later.

Qian Bufan stood in front of everyone with his hands behind his back and preached the trial rules:

"Ordinary beasts are not counted in the score."

"The monsters in the early, middle and late stages of Ninth Grade are 1 point, 3 points and 15 points respectively."

"Of course, there are also beasts at the peak of Ninth Grade, which are 100 points, but they don't have combat power comparable to the Inner Breath Realm, so it's best not to try it easily."

"If you successfully kill a strange beast, or if you have to, you can release the sounding arrow, and the inner sect's deacon will come."

After Qian Bufan finished speaking, he returned to his seat.

After the words fell, the disciples received the sounding arrows and chose the weapons they had handy.

Then more than a thousand people entered the forest in a mighty manner.

"Junior Brother Yinhua."

Xue Jing suddenly spoke.

"Um."

Yinhuaxuan nodded.

He blew a bone whistle, and hundreds of birds flew out of the Precious Beast Peak, some flew into the forest, and some circled in the sky.

...

The skill of cupping tea.

A loud arrow resounded across the sky.

Then a deacon from the inner sect returned, dragging the body of a black leopard. The leopard was the size of a calf, its eyes were as wide as copper bells, and the ferocious look was still solidified on its face.

The fatal wound was in his throat, which was sealed with a sword, but no blood flowed.

Because the wound has been frozen.

"Ying Bing, one point." Qian Bufan nodded in wonder.

"There are quite a few disciples who can kill Ninth Grade beasts, but it's difficult to do so cleanly and without using any extra strength."

Yin Huaxuan's eyes flashed.

"I suppressed my realm to the Qi and Blood realm, but I couldn't do it to this extent."

Xue Jing clicked his tongue in surprise.

"Xiao Bing'er seems to have had no actual combat experience before."

Shang Wu's almond-shaped eyes were bright.

Killing a strange beast for the first time is like killing a chicken.

There used to be many extremely talented disciples who were obviously very strong, but when faced with strange beasts, they were intimidated by their aura and could not exert 100% of their strength to 30%.

But some people become stronger when they encounter strength, and become braver the more they fight, such as herself.

Shang Wu calls it the Innate Fighting Holy Body.

"My good disciple, why haven't you made any move yet?"

Master, he held his chin with one hand and half-opened his sleepy eyes, as if he was about to fall asleep again.

Woo——

Another sound of arrows sounded.

"Li Mo, kill an early Ninth Grade beast!"

The strange beast dragged back by the inner sect's deacon made many elders fall into deep thought.

After looking at it for a long time, Xue Jingcai hesitated and said:

"Is this thing... a wing-toothed snake?"

One thing to say.

If Lao Xue Tou had not just used the scales of the wing-toothed snake to make medicine, he would not have recognized what it was.

This 'snake corpse' had its head blown to pieces, its fangs broken, and all the bones in its body broken, causing the long snake body to be squeezed into a ball, like a can that had been crushed by someone's foot.

Too brutal.

He and Ying Bing are completely opposite.

Qian Bufan held his fat belly and fell into deep thought:

"Master Shang Wu's nephew, what Li Mo practices...isn't it swordsmanship?"

"His Liuhe Quan also has great Accomplishment."

Shang Wu spread his hands, indicating that it had nothing to do with her.

Yin Huaxuan picked up a fragment of snake tooth:

"The strongest part of the Wingtooth Snake's body was its fangs, but it was shattered by a punch along with its body."

"This kid's current level is no lower than Ying Bing's."

"And you also practice some kind of horizontal training method?"

Xue Jing's scalp felt numb.

The elders had no objection. With their eyesight, they could tell a lot from the traces of the battle.

Judging from the results of the battle against the early Ninth Grade beasts, Li Mo's performance was not inferior to Ying Bing's.

But the elders opened their mouths, but they didn't know whether to praise or not.

This fighting style is too similar to someone...

Qingyuan Sect has a Shang Wu, which is enough to cause a headache!

What if the second one comes out?!

"Hey, Lao Xue, you are so confused. Why didn't you take Mr. Li under your wing at that time?"

"??My quota of true legends is full. Elder Qian has a quota, why doesn't he accept it?"

"I wanted to take it back at that time, but my nephew, Shang Dancer, got there first."

"You are confused!"

"Is it too late to stop him from going astray now?"

The elders sighed.

Shang Wuteng stood up, put one hand on his hips, and clenched his fist with the other hand:

"You can poach me if you want. Whoever defeats me will be my precious disciple."

There was a sudden silence on the stage.