Fengtian Longdi

Chapter 176 The real powerhouse!
Three days later, Yunchui Martial Arts Academy.

In a Yanwu square with a radius of about a thousand zhang, there was a lot of people's voices at the moment.

After deliberation by several elders, Jiang Mo's preaching, whether it is a disciple of the inner court or the disciple of the outer court, is eligible to come and listen.

As a result, thousands of disciples gathered here for a grand occasion!
"Usually preaching is held by elders and mentors. But, I heard that the preacher today is actually a disciple from the inner courtyard!"

In the Yanwu Square, the disciples began to discuss in low voices.

"It is a great honor to let a disciple preach!"

"It is estimated that the strength of this inner court disciple must be considerable."

"Guess, who is this disciple who is preaching today?"

"According to my estimation, they should be the top few evildoers on the Qianlong list in the inner courtyard!"

The disciples were very curious about the preacher this time.

The Hidden Dragon Ranking they mentioned is the strength ranking list of inner court disciples.

It is said that the top of the Qianlong list has the terrifying power to kill the strong Wujun!
While everyone was discussing, in the center of Yanwu Square, Bei Lao came up.

He raised his hand and pressed it down, and suddenly, the voices of tense discussions became quieter.

"Today, after the decision of our inner elders, we invited a disciple with extraordinary talent to preach for everyone."

After Bei Lao's words fell, there was another uproar from below.

"This disciple is... Jiang Mo!"

Following the direction of Bei Lao's finger, everyone's eyes moved over and saw a thin figure in a black robe.

That person was Jiang Mo.

Facing thousands of disciples, Jiang Mo felt no pressure at all. With a faint smile on his face, he looked down at the crowd below.

"Who is that man? Why have I never heard of him?"

"He shouldn't be a strong player on the hidden dragon list?"

"Why did you ask him to come and preach?"

As soon as Jiang Mo appeared on the stage, there was a burst of commotion as expected.

Many people have never even heard of Jiang Mo, not to mention meeting Jiang Mo.

Only the disciples of the Kendo Department in the outer courtyard knew Jiang Mo's name.

Two years ago, he shined brilliantly in the baptism of Yuanli Tidal, showing his extraordinary talent.

Being favored by the elders of the inner courtyard, he was directly recruited to practice in the inner courtyard.

This honor made the disciples of the Kendo Department of the Outer Academy very proud.

However, with the passage of two years, the disciples of the Kendo Department have also changed several batches.

Jiang Mo's name was gradually forgotten in a corner.

But his appearance today once again reminded people of the glorious deeds he created back then.

"Jiang Mo, isn't he a disciple of our Kendo Department? Later, he was directly admitted into the inner courtyard."

Obviously, there are still some old disciples in the Kendo Department who remember Jiang Mo's name.

As soon as this remark came out, it seemed to have caused a chain reaction. Jiang Mo's name was constantly shouted, wave after wave.

However, apart from the disciples of the Kendo Department, the disciples of other Martial Arts Departments in the Outer Academy didn't know much about Jiang Mo.

Not to mention, those heaven's favorites in the inner courtyard.

"Okay, everyone, be quiet for a moment. I know that some of you may have doubts about why Jiang Mo is qualified to stand here and preach."

Bei Lao's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone.

The Yanwu Square, which had caused some commotion, suddenly became quiet.

"However, what I want to say is that this is the decision of the inner elders' council. After you listen to Jiang Mo's preaching, you will naturally get the answer." After the old man's voice fell, Jiang Mo walked onto the entrance of Yanwu Square. right in the middle.

At this point, everyone fell silent.

Even if some of them did not accept Jiang Mo's preaching at all, such as some arrogant inner court disciples.

However, Bei Lao's face still needs to be given.

If the turmoil continued and Bei Lao got angry, these disciples would not be able to bear it.

Jiang Mo didn't care about everyone's opinions, he just regarded it as completing a task assigned by Elder Lian Yue.

Elder Lian Yue gave him such a great opportunity to make good fortune, and now preaching to everyone can be regarded as repayment.

But Jiang Mo didn't know that this kind of evangelism, which he regarded as the completion of the task, could not be grabbed by many people.

Because, for a disciple to preach, it represents his strength and martial arts comprehension, being recognized by the inner elders' association, and reaching a very high level.

This kind of opportunity to receive the attention of thousands of people is very rare.

Jiang Mo glanced down with his dark eyes, and then spoke slowly.

His hoarse and magnetic voice instantly captured the hearts of many female disciples.

"I stayed in a trial place for two years. The first thing I encountered was countless ghost bodies... I was killed continuously, and then I was re-condensing my body...In the end, I was in a world of ice and snow , Kill the last gatekeeper!"

His voice was very flat, but the danger in it could not be concealed.

Jiang Mo narrated all the difficult experiences he had encountered in the past two years in the Yunchui Gate.

Without any exaggeration, it was just a plain narration, but it brought everyone's thoughts into that dark world.

"Every time I face the despair of death, the sense of powerlessness strengthens my determination."

"I want to become stronger!"

"I fell down again and again, and got up again and again. With my unyielding will, I defeated every powerful enemy and crossed insurmountable moats!"

"The true meaning of a monk's life is not that he will never fail or fall. It is that he can fight repeatedly!"

……

Jiang Mo's process of fighting himself against those gatekeepers is just an understatement and a brushstroke.

What's more, I still talk about my own martial arts perception and changes in my mind.

Almost all the disciples were excited, and they felt a powerful spirit of martial arts from Jiang Mo's plain words.

"A monk's physical body can be defeated and destroyed, but his martial arts spirit can never be defeated!"

"Finally, I want to give everyone a piece of advice. Find your own martial art, strengthen your will, and keep going. In the end, you will become a real strong man!"

Jiang Mo stood on Yanwu Square and preached for an hour.

Almost all the disciples, including some elders, were immersed in Jiang Mo's preaching.

There were even some young outer court disciples whose faces were flushed and wept bitterly with excitement.

From Jiang Mo's preaching, they seemed to have found their own direction.

Some female disciples looked at Jiang Mo's thin figure, and their beautiful eyes showed admiration.

Too strong!

Not only his martial arts cultivation base, but also his strong heart!
No amount of setbacks can knock it down!
This kind of man is the real hero just now, able to stand between heaven and earth!
(End of this chapter)