Chapter 1217 Goodbye Tong Lingyao

Suan Tianmen has been standing for countless years, and even though it has declined now, it is still recognized as one of the top ten forces.

Due to the decline of Suantianmen, they began to recruit more people.

At the main gate of Suan Tianmen, there is an endless stream of people. Although Suan Tianmen is indeed in decline, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. No, it attracts countless people to join Suan Tianmen.

The task of recruiting disciples of the Suantian Clan is very rigorous. It requires someone who has the realm of golden elixir and knows a little bit about arithmetic. Nascent Soul monks can join the Suantian Clan unconditionally.

"Senior brother, we are in charge of recruiting disciples today. Look at so many people, it's so lively!"

Standing at the gate of Suantianmen was a pure and innocent woman.

She looked at the crowded crowd, a bright smile flashed across her pretty face. Next to the woman was a man, seven feet tall, with a somewhat arrogant and evil demeanor.

Chen Mo will recognize them as Nan Ping and Tong Lingyao.

"Junior sister, after we came back from Jianshan, our strength is increasing day by day. It won't be long before we can break through the late Nascent Soul realm. By then, I want to propose to you."

Nan Ping looked at Nan Ping sincerely, and a warm current flashed in his heart. He was alive only because of Chen Mo's help at that time. Otherwise, he would have died in the hands of a single fight.

It is precisely because of this that Nan Ping and Tong Lingyao cherish this relationship. Unfortunately, they have never met Chen Mo, and they finally feel that it is a little less colorful.

When Tong Lingyao heard Nan Ping's words, her pretty face flushed, her beautiful eyes looked at the crowd in embarrassment, and she said shyly: "Senior brother, if Brother Chen Mo is here, he may host the wedding for us, which may have some special meaning."

"Brother Chen Mo, it is said that he attacked Tianbao Pavilion. How could he have time to come to Tianbao Pavilion?"

Nan Ping frowned. Chen Mo is a peerless evildoer in the world of cultivation. Every move he makes attracts the attention of countless people. Chen Mo is planning to attack Tianbao Pavilion recently. There is no way of knowing whether this is true or not.

After hearing Nan Ping's words, Tong Lingyao looked around with some disappointment. She didn't know if it was due to an illusion, but she saw a young man wearing a gray robe walking from a distance.

He walked steadily, looked calm, looked straight ahead, and instantly looked at Tong Lingyao.

"Look, that's Chen Mo." When Tong Lingyao saw it was Chen Mo, she couldn't help but shout out on the spot.

"Impossible! How could Chen Mo show up."

Nan Ping felt a little inexplicable jealousy when he said this. He had just proposed to Tong Lingyao, but Tong Lingyao called Chen Mo in front of his face.

Could it be that Tong Lingyao had already fallen in love with Chen Mo after going to Jianshan Mountain?

I can't blame Nan Ping for thinking this way. He just proposed to Tong Lingyao. Tong Lingyao refused to leave Chen Mo. Even after agreeing, Chen Mo would be the one to host the wedding. This was unacceptable to Nan Ping.

Now, Tong Lingyao drinks Chen Mo again.

Nanping would never believe that Chen Mo, who was in his prime, would come to Luofeng Town, unless things changed.

However, Nan Ping followed Tong Lingyao's gaze and saw who else could the person walking on the street be but Chen Mo, but Chen Mo didn't pay too much attention to Nan Ping at this time.

To Chen Mo, Nanping and Tong Lingyao were just passers-by.

"Brother Chen Mo, I'm here." Seeing that Chen Mo ignored him, Tong Lingyao immediately walked up to Chen Mo. Her loud shout made everyone notice Chen Mo's presence.

"Chen Mo? Is this Chen Mo from Luofeng Town?"

Everyone exclaimed and followed their gazes. The Chen Mo they saw was even younger than the Chen Mo they imagined. If their guess was correct, the person in front of them was Chen Mo.

In the world of cultivation, Chen Mo is famous all over the world, and there are many monks in the audience who have met Chen Mo.

They are already, and the person in front of them is Chen Mo.

However, how could Chen Mo come to calculate Tianmen? This made the five-foot-long monks scratch their heads.

Tong Lingyao ran up to Chen Mo and smiled with her teeth, "Brother Chen Mo, Cao Cao will be here soon. I will recruit disciples here today. If you don't mind, I will come back to you after I finish my work."

At this time, Nan Ping also came over, but he looked at Chen Mo obviously a little wary.

Chen Mo smiled and said nothing. He originally wanted to hide his identity when he came to Suan Tianmen, but he felt a little tired from doing things. In this case, it was more convenient to show his identity than to shrink down and do things.

Seeing that Chen Mo didn't speak, Tong Lingyao bit her lower lip tightly. She didn't understand why Chen Mo came to calculate Tianmen, but she knew that the young man in front of her was an extremely powerful person in the world of cultivation.

It’s a rare sight, so naturally I wanted to ask for advice.

The rest of the people also surrounded him at this moment, looking at Chen Mo with curious eyes. They were still wondering why a big shot like Chen Mo would come to the Tianmen.

After all, Chen Mo is as good as the Killing Emperor.

Who dares to be disrespectful to such a guy?

Seeing so many monks surrounding them, Chen Mo spread his hands and said, "Everyone, I, Chen Mo, am here to visit Tianmen. I have no other intention. Please do your own thing."

This was the first time that Chen Mo was so dazzling. He was like a big star on a concert tour in Asia. More and more monks came over, all wanting to broaden their horizons.

Meet Chen Mo...!

Everyone felt incredible when they saw that Chen Mo was so talkative. They remembered that Chen Mo was known for his reputation as a lawless person. Only when they saw him in person did they realize that the rumors were wrong.

"It seems that some of the words are not credible. Didn't you see that Chen Mo spoke very gently?"

Some people looked at Chen Mo and said in admiration: "One day, if I can be a big shot like Chen Mo, crushing the ten major forces and winning the first place in the battle of the powerful, I will be so domineering."

"But Chen Mo has such strong strength, but he doesn't have a big temper. Maybe this is his success."

The rest of the people nodded in agreement after hearing this. They saw that Chen Mo was not very old and his fighting power could defeat the Killing Emperor. Such a young man deserved to be their role model.

Chen Mo didn't know that his words and words had already made people regard him as an idol. Even if they knew it, they would take it for granted. Everyone wanted to find spiritual support to help them practice hard and one day become as strong as Chen Mo.

"Brother Chen Mo, since you are here to count the heavens and are not familiar with the place, why don't I take you on a tour to prevent you from going the wrong way, which will be a waste of time."

Tong Lingyao said innocently.

She raised her serious head and looked at Chen Mo, unaware that Nan Ping next to her was already very jealous, but this person was Chen Mo, and even Nan Ping had to give him face.

"Okay, thank you." Chen Mo nodded.

Tong Lingyao is an elite disciple of the Suantian Clan. She has participated in battles between powerful forces and has a combat power that is not weaker than that of Yuanying Perfect. Having her brought into the Suantian Clan saves many problems.

After receiving Chen Mo's consent, Tong Lingyao looked at Nanping and said without hesitation: "I want to join the sect with Brother Chen Mo. I will leave the matter of recruiting disciples to you. I will take the first step."

After saying that, without waiting for Nan Ping's reply, Tong Lingyao led Chen Mo into the Suantian Gate. Passers-by made way out of the way. When Chen Mo disappeared, everyone felt that it was a bit unreal.

Chen Mo actually knows how to count the stars.

It’s really a strange thing in the world, I don’t know what will happen next.