"Stop! Who are you!" Wanfa Sect At the gate of the mountain, Luo Mu had just landed on his feet and put Flying Artifact away, when a cold scolding sound passed into Luo Mu's ears.
Two young men in white robes stood in front of the mountain gate, looking at Luo Mu with vigilant faces. Not weak spiritual power fluctuations emanated from the two men.
The two young men guarding the door turned out to be monks from the tenth floor of Qi Refining Stage!
In Jinxiu City, monks who can reach the tenth level of Qi Refining Stage can receive good treatment wherever they go. But in this Wanfa Sect, they can only be reduced to the status of guarding the gate.
The two of them saw that Luo Mu was not dressed as a disciple of the Wanfa Sect, and they couldn't see through Luo Mu's strength at all, so they were so vigilant.
"My Luo Mu, Jinxiu Academy from Jinxiu City, came here today to become the disciple of the Wanfa Sect." Luo Mu gave the two of them a fist and saluted, and said in a polite tone.
Hearing this, the expressions of the two young men guarding the door softened slightly, but they did not relax their vigilance because of this.
"Jinxiu City's Jinxiu Academy, my brothers and I still know about it, but now is not the time to recruit disciples. Don't fellow Daoists know about it?" A young man glanced at Luo Mu and said in a cold tone.
"Senior brother is right. Although with your current level of strength, you are fully qualified to join our Wanfa Sect sect, but it is a pity that you came at the wrong time. Compared with the other four major sects, our Wanfa Sect is much more relaxed in recruiting disciples, but we do not recruit disciples all the time." Another disciple spoke in a more gentle tone, with a slight smile on his face.
In response, Luo Mu smiled lightly and said nothing. Instead, a white light flashed in his hand, and a token lay quietly in the center of his hand.
"Take a look at this thing, and then can you please inform me?" Luo Mu said as he handed over the token in his hand.
This token is exactly the one issued by the Jinxiu Academy three years ago! The token has a validity period of ten years. Luo Mu feels that it is most appropriate to take out this token now.
But what Luo Mu never expected was that after taking out the token, it would cause him a lot of trouble.
"This token is..." The two gatekeepers looked at the token handed over by Luo Mu, their brows furrowed, and they had thoughtful expressions on their faces, as if they were recalling something.
"I remembered this token, senior brother! Isn't this the batch of tokens given to the Jinxiu Academy three years ago?" A gatekeeper disciple said with a shocked look on his face.
"What! Is this really this thing? Let me take a closer look!" After hearing this, the disciple who was called senior brother had the same surprise on his face. He snatched the token from Luo Mu's hand and looked at it carefully.
Luo Mu raised his eyebrows, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.
"This is definitely true! Haven't those students from three years ago and our disciples of the Wanfa Sect all fallen to Blood-Colored Valley? I heard that there is also an elder in the late stage of Jindan who has also fallen. How could he..." After identification, the disciple called senior brother confirmed that the tokens in his hand were the ones issued three years ago, but now, when he looked at Luo Mu, his expression was extremely strange.
"Junior brother, keep an eye on this person first. I will inform Steward Li. It would be better to leave this matter to him." Regardless of Luo Mu's will or not, the young man who was called senior brother grabbed the token that was snatched from Luo Mu's hand and rushed towards the inside of the mountain gate.
This young man originally wanted to send Sound Transmission Talisman directly to Steward Li, but when he thought about how important this token was, he had to give it to Steward Li to see it with his own eyes first. In case he was dazzled and saw it wrong, it would save Steward Li a wasted trip.
In just a few breaths, the young man disappeared from Luo Mu's sight. Luo Mu tried to stop him, but it was too late.
Moreover, Luo Mu had no intention of stopping this person at this time, because the conversation between the two just now made Luo Mu instantly fall into a state of confusion.
Luo Mu didn't know anything about the scene that happened in Blood-Colored Valley three years ago. When he returned to Jinxiu City last time, he only learned about the disappearance of the Yang Family and others. Now that he heard the two mentioned what happened three years ago, Luo Mu's expression suddenly changed.
"I hope fellow Daoist can wait a moment. The token you took out is of great importance. Senior brother and I can't make the decision. Now we have reported to Steward Li. The results will be available soon." Seeing Luo Mu's absent-minded look, the young disciple looked confused. After thinking about it, he still said to Luo Mu.
"That's fine." At the moment, it's impossible for Luo Mu to say no. Judging from how seriously the two of them just paid attention, Luo Mu probably won't be able to leave this place at this time even if he wants to.
This place is where the mountain gate of the Wanfa Sect is located. Although Luo Mu felt that there would be trouble soon, he did not dare to act rashly.
"Can this fellow Daoist tell me what happened three years ago? Did all the disciples and students who entered Blood-Colored Valley really fall into Blood-Colored Valley?" Luo Mu still couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart and asked.
"What you said is right, but it is also wrong. Before you appeared, we thought that the disciples and students who entered Blood-Colored Valley three years ago had perished inside. However, when you appeared, this statement was obviously untrue, because you were one of the students who entered Blood-Colored Valley back then, and you are still alive and well." The young man stared at Luo Mu closely, and said with an extremely curious expression.
He really couldn't understand why the elder who was in the late Golden Core stage didn't come out of Blood-Colored Valley, but the young man in front of him, who looked like he was only in his twenties, had lived to this day, and even took out the token from back then, wanting to become the disciple of the Wanfa Sect.
Just now, the young man has felt the aura on the token, which is exactly the same as the aura exuded by Luo Mu in front of him. This also means that this token belongs to Luo Mu from the beginning to the end and is not something picked up on the way.
This is enough to show that Luo Mu is one of the students who originally entered Blood-Colored Valley.
"Fellow Daoist, can you please give me a little more details?" Luo Mu's face became a little ugly, but under his efforts to suppress it, Luo Mu still asked the young man guarding the gate in front of him in a calm tone.
Before facing trouble, Luo Mu still wants to get a general idea of the matter.
"Okay, I also want to know why so many monks went there, but you were the only one who survived." The young man guarding the gate nodded. He also had a strong curiosity about how Luo Mu survived.
After a meal, Luo Mu finally understood the whole story from the other party. As for Luo Mu's own affairs, Luo Mu just found an explanation. Because, that is, he suffered a fatal injury while fighting a monster, and then lurked in a secret place to recuperate from his injuries. After the injury healed, he found that other classmates and Wanfa Sect's disciples had long since disappeared.
Luo Mu looked gloomy and said nothing, not knowing what he was thinking. The young disciple guarding the gate looked at Luo Mu with a cautious expression, and quickly analyzed in his mind how much of what Luo Mu said was true and how false.
Just when the two of them were thinking about their own thoughts, a stream of light shot down from the mountain gate and instantly appeared in front of Luo Mu and the young gatekeeper disciple.
The light converged, and a middle-aged man in white clothes with fluttering hands on his back appeared in the sight of the two of them. In the hand behind his back, this man was holding the token Luo Mu.
"I've seen Steward Li." The young man guarding the door was startled, and he immediately came to his senses and bowed respectfully to the middle-aged man.
"Yes." In response, the middle-aged man nodded as usual, without much emotion on his face. However, this man's eyes were not on the young man who saluted him. Instead, he never left Luo Mu from the moment he appeared.
"Foundation Establishment Realm's monk!" Luo Mu determined at a glance that the Steward Li in front of him had the strength of the Foundation Establishment Realm. As for which level Foundation Establishment Realm was at, Luo Mu didn't have the ability to feel it.
At this time, another figure rushed down from the mountain gate and appeared in the sight of the three of them a moment later. This person was the gatekeeper disciple who just went to inform the Steward Li in front of them.
"This token should be his." The middle-aged man stared at Luo Mu closely and asked the two people behind him without looking back.
"That's right, it belongs to the fellow Daoist in front of me." The young man called Senior Brother took a few deep breaths and said with certainty.
"Junior Luo Mu, pay homage to senior." Luo Mu also took this opportunity and bowed respectfully to Steward Li in front of him at the right time.
This is the case in the world of cultivation. If your strength is lower than others, then you have to be a grandson.
"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded and accepted Luo Mu's gift. Then, before Luo Mu could speak, the man spoke again, "Come with me, the sect wants to see you."