It is a place where you study in the state and study is prosperous.

There are countless sects along the way.

Amid the clouds and mist, the Taoist courtyards are lined with a vast atmosphere and are spectacular.

The mountains are filled with sunsets, and the spirit beasts are roaring, as if they are like fairyland.

Cultivators wearing various sect robes come and go, and the lights intertwined.

Ink painting was shocked.

"This is...the academic state community..."

"This is... the largest place in Ganzhou, where you are asking for learning..."

All the beautiful scenery along the way, my eyes were overwhelmed. Mo Hua poked her little head out of the car window, looked all the way, and felt deeply moved.

The sound of horse hooves is lingering.

The mountain road hides in the clouds and mist.

Walking on the road is like riding on the clouds.

Two days later, the carriage arrived at the Kindao Sect.

From a distance, you can see a huge mountain peak, standing on the sky, with palaces in the mountains, and the stars in the courtyard are majestic and magnificent, with clouds and mists surrounding it, as if it was a white jade capital in the sky.

"Kandao Sect..."

Mo Hua was a little nervous and expectant, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

The carriage stopped at the foot of the mountain.

A guard from Wen's family clasped his fists and apologized: "Young Master Xiao Mo, the rules of the trunk road sect are strict and you don't let the car go up the mountain. I'm really sorry, we can only send it here."

"fine."

Mo Hua waved his hand and thanked the guards, then walked straight along the high steps towards the gate of the Gandao Zong Mountain.

Nearby, there are even more golden carvings and jade, with a grand fairy spirit.

There were also some other students on the road, who stopped and got off their horses and hiked up the mountain. It seemed that they wanted to join the Kindao Sect.

However, they were dressed more gorgeously, their eyebrows were more ostentatious, and they were surrounded by their elders and guards.

But Mo Hua dressed simply, and was alone.

Fortunately, he has become accustomed to it.

Mo Hua walked alone and walked to the mountain gate of the Gandao Sect.

In front of the mountain gate, there is a towering threshold that is almost higher than the people in ink paintings, which separates the people who go up the mountain and the people who go up the mountain.

Several disciples of the Gandao Sect guarded the mountain gate. When they saw Mo Hua, they stopped him and asked him for his purpose.

They were polite and polite, but at heart, they were a little contempt and arrogant.

"I have the order to enter the sect, and I want to join the sect..."

The ink painting shows the order to enter the clan.

These disciples of the Tandao Sect were a little shocked. After looking at each other, one of them said:

"You wait here, I want to report back, please make a decision."

After saying that, he said again: "You fill in the monk's origin and resume..."

Mo Hua looked at the so-called "hometown resume", which means filling in where the next family is, what is the background, and what is the spiritual roots.

All the ink paintings were filled in truth.

The disciple collected the origin of the ink painting, took out a box, sealed the order to enter the sect, and then entered the mountain gate, walked along the wide jade avenue for a cup of tea, and arrived at a hall.

In the hall, several elders of the Gandao Sect were discussing matters.

This disciple presented the box to explain the whole story.

Several elders all looked surprised, "Enter the sect?"

They looked at the head and asked, "Elder Chen, what do you think?"

Elder Chen, who was sitting in the first seat, had deep nasolabial folds and four golden patterns on the Taoist robe, obviously with high positions and high powers.

When Elder Chen heard this, he took the order to join the sect. When he saw the words above, he suddenly frowned.

"Elder Chen, is there anything wrong?" An elder asked when he saw this.

Elder Chen shook his head and handed out the order to enter the sect, "You all look..."

The other elders were a little puzzled, and after taking it, they were stunned.

An elder slowly recited: "Those who hold orders to enter the sect shall not refuse..."

"This word...isn't it right..."

"Isn't it supposed to be 'holding the order into the sect and hope to agree'?"

"Yes, how could it be such a 'edict' tone?"

"Is this order to enter the sect... fake?"

Elder Chen shook his head, "It's true, but it's 'old'..."

“Old?”

The elders were a little surprised.

Elder Chen nodded, "This is the old history of the sect..."

Elder Chen looked at the sect order and sighed slightly:

"This is... a relatively old group of 'entered orders'. At that time, the Gandao Sect was in decline and its strength was insufficient. It depends on the expression of people's face. Therefore, the entered orders at this time were in the tone of 'order'..."

"You cannot refuse, just let me, the Gandao Sect, irresistible..."

"but!"

Elder Chen's eyes were vigorous and his voice was lit up: "As the heads of my Gandao Sect have worked hard to govern, and several generations of monks have worked hard to strengthen. The sect is united and dedicated to its work, and has grown to this day..."

"My Gandao Sect is no longer the same as before!"

"All the disciples are geniuses, and all the qualifications are of the best!"

"Now, we are the first of the four major sects! We are the largest sect in the Ganxuezhou community!"

"So, this was changed to the form of the sect."

"It is no longer 'no refusal to be rejected', but 'will be expected to agree'!"

"It is someone else who asks us to 'respond' them into the sect, not us, and receives disciples by others' 'edict'!"

Elder Chen's words were loud and loud.

The elders also felt their moods fluctuated and were honored.

An elder said, "Then this order to enter the sect is both an old account and not very glorious, so... refuse?"

Elder Chen thought for a while and shook his head:

"No need to be so arbitrary, you must always consider everything..."

"Although these past events are not glorious, they are facts that cannot be changed."

"We cultivators must keep in mind the humiliation of the past and keep in mind, so that they can carry the burden and continue to grow and make our Gandao Sect stand for thousands of years!"

Everyone flattered:

"I deserve to be Elder Chen!"

“Far from the perspective!”

“The pattern is big and the measurement is extraordinary!”

...

Elder Chen waved his hand slightly, remembered something, and asked again:

"What is the qualifications of this disciple of the worship sect?"

Someone handed over a copy of "hometown".

Elder Chen only took a look and frowned.

"Random cultivator..."

"It's still a casual cultivator in a remote place in the state..."

"Middle and lower grade small five elements spiritual roots..."

Elder Chen felt a little unbearable.

Other elders also circulated this hometown, and one elder couldn't help but laugh and said, "A specialty column has written...format?"

The others were stunned and laughed.
To be continued...