Landing in the Fantastic World

"Just put your hands on it?"

Mu Yu put his right hand on the spar with some doubts.

Suddenly, the spar trembled violently.

Such a change has made everyone dumbfounded. What is the situation?

Mu Yu's face was also full of puzzlement. Just as he was about to take back his right hand, the crystal stone changed again.

The inside of the spar suddenly emitted a dazzling purple light, like a round of purple hot sun, so bright that people almost couldn't open their eyes.

"It turned out to be Ziguang? Could it be that this boy is... full-level talent!!!"

"My God! I actually saw a miracle!"

Everyone was dumbfounded and couldn't believe what they saw.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple represent talents from level 1 to level 7.

Among them, the seventh-level talent only existed in legends, but at this moment it actually appeared in front of their eyes.

"Impossible! Impossible! How could he have a full-level talent! There must be something wrong with the spar!"

The young man in fancy clothes went crazy in his heart, and his face was extremely ugly. How could he believe that the talent he was proud of was like a drop in the ocean, insignificant in front of Mu Yu.

"I've changed my mind. I've withdrawn your entry quota for Zixiao Pavilion."

The person in charge of Zixiao Pavilion next to him said to him indifferently.

"Why? As the person in charge of Zixiao Pavilion, how can you go back on what you said?"

The young man in Huafu was extremely flustered, and the person in charge of Zixiao Pavilion sent him directly to the 18th floor of hell.

One side heaven, one side hell.

He is only a fifteen-year-old boy, how can he bear it?

"I can't help it. There is only one new student quota for Zixiao Pavilion this month."

The person in charge of Zixiao Pavilion just said something plainly, and then, under the gaze of the youth in Chinese clothes, he strode up to Mu Yu with fiery eyes, and said excitedly: "Hello, I am the person in charge of Zixiao Pavilion, You are welcome to join our Zixiao Pavilion."

"As long as you join Zixiao Pavilion, we are willing to do our best to train you to be the heir to the owner of Zixiao Pavilion."

As soon as these words came out, everyone around them exploded.

God! The heir to the owner of Zixiao Pavilion!

He actually promised it directly to a young man who hadn't started yet.

This boy is really lucky!

At this moment, everyone could no longer describe it as envy or jealousy, but wanted to kneel on the ground and look up and worship.

The youth in Chinese clothes couldn't stop his lips from trembling, and deep fear emerged in his heart.

He had insulted Mu Yu just now, and in a blink of an eye, Mu Yu was about to become the successor of the Zixiao Pavilion master.

If Mu Yu wanted to take revenge on him, he might not even have scum left.

Thinking of this, he fled out immediately with trembling legs, and he didn't dare to think about other sects interested in him.

Mu Yu looked at the person in charge of the Zixiao Pavilion with fiery eyes in front of him, and said with a faint smile, "Thank you, but I'm not going to join the Zixiao Pavilion."

He is now the person who holds the Tianyuan Xuantie Token, and Zixiao Pavilion still doesn't like it. He just wants to join the Wuliangzong, which is known as the eternal sect.

"this……"

The person in charge of Zixiao Pavilion was speechless for a while, unable to speak.

Wasn't his promise enough? He couldn't even impress this young man.

"Welcome to Sanqing Temple..."

"The Misty Cloud Sect welcomes you to join..."

"Welcome to the Mad Sword Sect..."

...

Seeing Mu Yu's refusal to accept Zixiao Pavilion, the heads of other sects were inspired and rushed to Mu Yu one after another, making various promises in an attempt to attract Mu Yu.

Mu Yu couldn't stand this kind of scene, so he hurried out of the crowd and fled the place.

...

"Wuliangzong! Where are you?"

Mu Yu had already walked the entire street, but he didn't see the door plaque of Wuliangzong.

"Brother, may I ask, where is the branch of Wuliangzong?"

Mu Yu directly stopped a passing boy.

The boy looked at Mu Yu strangely, then pointed to the only attic at the end without a door plaque, and said, "Here, that is the attic of Wuliangzong."

"So it's there!"

Mu Yu suddenly realized and nodded.

But...compared with the attics of other sects nearby, why is it so deserted?

"Brother, I advise you not to think too hard and go to Wuliangzong." The young man persuaded.

"Why? Isn't the Wuliangzong the number one sect in the mysterious world ten thousand years ago? Are the nine secret codes in the sect known as unparalleled in the world?"

Mu Yu asked with some puzzlement. According to his thinking, Wuliangzong should be the most revered sect.

"You also said that it was ten thousand years ago, and the current Wuliangzong has long been reduced to a third-rate sect. If it weren't for the outstanding contributions of the Wuliangzong seniors to Tiannan ten thousand years ago, it would have been kicked out of Tiannan a long time ago. The ranks of the first-class sect."

"Also, don't mention the Nine Great Secret Codes, which have been lost for a long time. Now, Wuliangzong has fallen to the point where the rent for the attic at the sub-point of Nanfeng City can't be paid. Why is there no The plaque, if you can’t pay the rent, someone will tear it down.”

The boy talked a lot in a disdainful tone.