According to Jiutian, Wuma was a very old surname, and this was the first time he had heard such a surname. After looking at Wu Ma Peilan with a little curiosity, he withdrew his gaze.

Crossing the sloping forest, you will soon see the building of Wubei Temple.

The place is brightly lit, and although it is in the deep mountains and woodlands, there is no trace of eerie and eerie, shrouded in a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

"Miss Lan, why are there so many children? Could it be that Wubei Temple is preparing to open its tourism industry to the public?"

A slightly teasing voice rang out.

The sound came in the night, and in some of the rooms in the depths of the Wubei Temple, people came out, male or female, young or old. The young ones are about 30 years old, while the old ones, with white hair, are at least 60 years old. There are not many people, about seven or eight.

Although it is said to be a temple, there are no monks or anything like that, and these people who come out of the house, judging from the way they dress, are either rich or expensive. It is a typical modern city person. In view of the news revealed by Zhao Rongrong before, Jiutian had some guesses in his heart.

Wu Ma Peilan stopped and said seriously: "Of course, Wubei Temple will not open the tourism industry for people to visit, and Mr. Mandui doesn't like too many people to disturb him. This time it was just a request from some former trainees, hoping that the younger generation would be exposed to some things earlier, maybe it would be better. After all, most of the high-level spirit planters in the next generation of Immortal King City still have to come out of these people. “

"Of course, I'm joking Miss Lan. The tone of the speaker was a little helpless, "You are always so serious. ”

"Thanks for the compliment. Wu Ma Peilan didn't seem to hear the meaning of praise in the other party's words, for her, seriousness is a compliment, a compliment.

Nine days looked at these people, and these people were also looking at these young people.

"It's too young. ”

An old man crossed his arms and shook his head.

"We toiled, day and night, to pass the test and enter this place. Nowadays, as long as young people have a little relationship, they can come to Wubei Temple, which is really the trend of the world. A middle-aged uncle looked unhappy.

"Miss Lan, won't these people really affect our further study?" a man in a neat suit with good spirit, "We don't have much time to study, so we don't want to be disturbed." ”

Wu Ma Peilan's face was still cold, "This is Mr. Mandui's decision, if you have any opinions, I can ask him for advice." ”

"Not necessarily. ”

When it comes to Mr. Mandui, these people have been a little more restrained, and no one said to go to Mr. Mandui for advice.

Jiutian was thoughtful, it seemed that Mr. Mandui in these mouths was the owner of this Wubei Temple. It's just that the name is a bit strange. Is there a surname Man? How strange is the name Mandui? If he could, he would have liked to meet this Mr. Mandui, but the other party was a Divine Flower-level Spirit Planter, so it might not be easy to meet him.

Thinking about it like this, the owner of Wubei Temple came.

The sound of crutches tapping against the stone slab was clear.

These senior spirit planters who came to Wubei Temple for further study completed the transformation of their expressions in an instant. Put away the comments to the young man and show a respectful expression.

It is said that a woman's face changes like a flip book.

But in fact, men are not bad at all, and even surpass.

Wu Ma Peilan immediately left them and took a step to meet them.

At the corner of the wall, where the bluestone pavement extended, the brown cane was first half exposed, and then Wu Ma Peilan supported an old woman and walked slowly.

The old woman was wearing a black robe with wide sleeves and embroidered with some patterns. Her gray hair was neatly combed, and although she needed a wooden staff and support to walk, her steps always gave people a strange sense of composure.

Nine days of judgment, this old man who is at least 90 years old. But oddly enough, there is no doubt that this is a woman. But everyone called her Mr. Mandui.

Although his face was old and wrinkled, his eyes were bright and bright, and he did not see the cloudiness of ordinary old people.

"Are these the little ones sent by Tai Yuan and Tao Chun?" Mr. Mandui's voice was very soft, and his eyes fell on everyone's body without any emotion.

"Tao Chun and Tai Yuan are both little guys, how old is this year?!" Chen Ziping whispered in Jiutian's ear.

"Yes, Mr. Mandui. Wu Ma Peilan looked respectful, and as she spoke, she brought a reclining chair from the side and placed it in the open space.

The old woman slowly lay down, then closed her eyes, and said: "Wubei Temple has the rules of Wubei Temple, although you are not strictly speaking, you are not a person who has advanced cultivation, but if you want to obtain some knowledge, not everyone is qualified." I don't embarrass you, let's make a primary reiki for each of you, until before sunrise in the morning. Pei Lan, go to the study and choose one. ”

"Yes. Wu Ma Peilan immediately got up and left.

Mr. Mandui said no more, and closed his eyes as if he were asleep.

Several of their senior spirit planters, who had been discussing the Nine Heavens before, came over. The man in the straight suit gloated a little and said, "Little guys, remember to show your one hundred and two percent strength to deal with Mr. Mandui's test." Otherwise, you are not entitled to access some of the secrets that belong to the high-level spirit planters. ”

"It's just a primary spiritual flow, what's so rare?" Tai Jianbai said disdainfully.

"Do you think that Mr. Mandui's aura here is just the ordinary kind of goods on the market?" the man smiled, his tone contemptuous, "I can guarantee that the recipe for these aura streams is definitely something you've never seen before. This means that you need to relearn a new recipe and construct a stream of aura that will satisfy Mr. Mandui. ”

These words made everyone's faces change, and the primary spiritual qi flow was indeed not difficult for these young people present, after all, the intermediate spiritual planter assessment had an assessment of the structure. But that is only possible after a long period of study and guidance. Now, their requirement is to learn the recipe and make it before sunrise tomorrow.

How is this possible? They are not immortals!

Wu Ma Peilan walked over with a piece of paper, and then searched the crowd with his eyes, as if deciding who to give this piece of paper to.

Tai Jianbai immediately straightened his chest, and looked at Wu Ma Peilan with undisguised eyes. At this time, whoever gets this piece of paper first will have the feeling of being a leader and leading the big brother, and of course he will not give up.

"Here you go. ”

Jiutian looked at the white paper in front of him, his eyes suddenly froze, but he quickly reacted and took the paper in Wu Ma Peilan's hand. I think I just copied it down, and the notes on it haven't completely dried up.