Chapter 285 The Stone Gate of Prayer
The "morning bell" that Kelly had mentioned rang on time. Qin Mo then climbed out of the window and stood on the roof of his No. 9 residence, looking at the entire "cultivator community." He wanted to see the specific situation first before deciding whether to obediently queue up or arrogantly compete for the spot.
Qin Mo's residence was located in the first row. According to Kelly, all the newcomers like herself would live here. After the morning bell rang, sure enough, some people rushed out quickly and ran towards the tree-lined paths on both sides.
Qin Mo counted, and there were a total of six people who ran out from the first row. Four were at the east end and two were at the west end. They were four men and two women. Judging from their attire, five of them had chosen the Knights Hall, while only one was wearing the same monk's robe as her.
The knight's robe was a sleeveless, half-length robe that only covered his hips, with a belt tied around his waist. A large, eye-catching cross star was printed on the front and back, making it very flashy.
The monks' robes in the temple were simplified versions of the priests' robes, with a simpler style and more monotonous colors. The small cross star was inconspicuous and pitifully understated.
There were only nine people in the second row of houses, also living at the east and west ends. They were all rushing around, scrambling to get ahead.
Because all the cultivators' residences were at the same height, and the distance between rows was quite large, Qin Mo couldn't see the situation in the third row. However, with his abnormally sharp eyesight, he still saw figures rushing out from the tree-lined paths on both sides. But there were only three people. Could it be that there were only three "third-year" cultivators?
Qin Mo jumped off the roof, left her own little courtyard, turned around and locked the door. She did all this seemingly slowly but actually quickly before starting to run, just like a student in their student life who overslept in the dormitory and had to rush to get called out by the teacher.
The cultivators who had just run out appeared in front of Qin Mo. They were fast, but that was all. Compared to Qin Mo, who had started trying to communicate with the flow of heaven and earth to help him glide and leap five years ago, they were not much faster than tortoises. Of course, tortoises can actually run very fast when they go crazy.
Clya was a practitioner selected from the northern island of Britain to come to the temple. Yesterday, after a difficult examination, she was finally able to enter the Knights' Hall of the inner temple. The Templar Knight who brought her here told her the rules. Clya, who got up in the middle of the night to wait for the bell, was the first to rush out of her residence and ran to the front of the first row of practitioners.
"Excuse me, excuse me!"
"Sorry! I overslept..."
A series of words that Clya couldn't understand came from behind her.
The Kingdom of Britain is too far from Great Xia and has little contact with it. There are far fewer people learning the language of Great Xia than in the Mediterranean region, so Clya cannot understand the language of Great Xia.
Krya sensed the sound rapidly approaching her, its speed eerily fast. She was shocked. She was a skilled archer who had honed her skills for three years in the orcish territory east of Britain. How could she be outrun by someone else?
Krystal quickly turned her head, wanting to see what kind of pervert was behind her.
A handsome figure swept past him, leaving him with an even more handsome smile and a sentence he couldn't understand: "I overslept, sorry!"
"Oh! So it was this pervert..."
Krystal's competitive spirit vanished instantly. The scene of Qin Mo crippling Prince Kramer yesterday had shocked her enough that she would be foolish to consider Qin Mo as a rival.
Qin Mo had already run past the third row of cultivators' residences, and there were not many people left in front of her. It seemed that the cultivators in the fourth and fifth rows had already run past the corner and headed towards the tall stone gate.
Qin Mo overtook another person dressed in a knight's robe and casually said, "Run! Run! The city management officers are coming!"
"What are urban management officers? Are you from your Great Xia?"
Just when Qin Mo thought no one understood him, a thick Northwestern accent rang out from behind him—it was the Northwestern accent of the Great Xia Dynasty.
Qin Mo slowed down and turned around, only to see a joyful, smiling face from the Great Xia Dynasty. The slightly short stubble on the young face made him look... young and promising.
"Fellow villager!" Qin Mo wanted to stop and chat, but the man pushed him and said, "Don't talk yet, let's talk when we get to the Qiyun Stone Gate."
The two walked side by side around the northeast corner of the "Cultivator's Community," then overtook two other cultivators, and arrived at the so-called "Fortune-Praying Stone Gate."
The Great Stone Gate looked very tall from a distance, and it appeared even more magnificent up close. The intricately carved patterns and lifelike sculptures made Qin Mo feel that it was even more awe-inspiring than the Arc de Triomphe.
There were already two rows of people in front of the stone gate. On the left were people dressed in monks' robes, quite a few of them; on the right were people dressed in knights' robes, and even more girls.
"My name is Xu Luo. What's yours? You're from the capital, right?"
The promising young man with stubble first greeted the Knights Hall cultivators ahead of him in line before joining Qin Mo at the Priests Hall and exchanging pleasantries.
"My name is Qin Mo, and my ancestral home is the capital. Are you from the northwest of Great Xia, brother?"
"That's right! It's been three years, and finally another Xia person has come. I'm not alone anymore!" Xu Luo laughed, his short stubble trembling, clearly overjoyed.
"Our Great Xia...doesn't it always have one spot? How come Brother Xu is alone?"
Xu Luo waved his hand and said, "Don't mention it. You know that the Holy Temple only invites people once every few years. The people from Great Xia who came before only stayed for two or three years before breaking through to the Profound Realm and then left. Very few people have stayed for six years like me."
"The inner sanctum of the temple is a prestigious name. Cultivators who leave here are highly sought after in the Western Continent. Even if they return to the Great Xia, a Xuan Realm expert can lead an army on their own. Why suffer here?"
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