Let You Teach Your Disciples And Make Them All Become Great Emperors?

On the way, Li Suifeng had already returned to the sect.

Mobei returned to Baiyu City to report to his father and mother that he was safe.

"what happened?"

When Mo Bei came to Mo's house and looked at the white silk hanging on the door of the house in front of him, he was suddenly shocked.

Did someone steal the house?

Upon seeing this, Mo Bei hurriedly walked towards the gate of the Mo family. He saw that the Mo family was extremely depressed at this moment, and the servants who could be seen everywhere were nowhere to be seen.

Only some old, weak, sick and disabled old servants did not escape and were still cleaning the courtyard diligently.

At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly flashed in front of the old servant.

"Is that the young master?"

The old servant immediately rubbed his eyes when he saw the familiar figure. When he opened them again, Mobei's figure was nowhere to be seen.

"As I get older, my eyes are no longer useful, hey!"

"The young master died at such a young age. The poor master is an only son. He will be like me and will never be able to succeed."

The old servant sighed and continued to sweep the fallen leaves with his broom.

There was more than one person who had an experience similar to this old servant. There was also an old servant who was sure that he had seen the "ghost" in Mobei, so he hurriedly ran towards the hall.

At this time, the female family members in the hall suddenly saw a familiar figure standing at the door.

When she saw the figure's face clearly, she screamed in shock.

"Ghost, ghost..."

When Mo Qing and others saw this, they immediately followed the female family member's gaze and looked over.

After seeing clearly that the figure was Mo Bei, Mo Qing was stunned for a moment, and then continued to cry.

"Son, have you really turned into a ghost and come back to see your father?"

"Come on, come on, ask your mother to burn some more paper money for you. You can take it away and keep the flowers later. If you don't have enough, ask for them again."

"My poor son."

Mobei’s mother wanted to stand up and touch Mobei’s “ghost”.

But it seemed that he was too sad, and he didn't stand up for a while.

"Father, mother, what are you doing?"

Mo Bei looked at the portrait of his father holding him, which was still black and white.

My mother was sitting in front of the brazier, burning paper money. There was also a tablet on the table in front of the brazier, which said my son's position in Mobei was written on it.

I immediately understood their behavior. Did they think they were dead?

"I'm still alive, why did you place all my tablets on my tablet?"

"What? Are you still alive?"

Mo Qing stopped crying immediately after hearing Mo Bei's words.

Mad, I have piled up your grave, now you tell me you are still alive?

"Son, are you really still alive?"

At this time, Mobei's mother stood up, came to Mobei's front and stretched out her hand to touch Mobei's cheek.

"It's hot, it's hot. My son is really not dead."

Mobei's mother threw herself directly into Mobei's arms. Although she was still crying, this time she was crying with joy.

"You good-for-nothing boy is actually not dead."

Mo Qing also came to Mo Bei's side and patted Mo Bei on the shoulder.

"Can you speak? Do you want your son to die to be happy?"

Mo Bei's mother glared at Mo Qingdao, who heard the words and could only touch his head in disbelief.

"Master, master, I just saw the ghost of the young master."

At this time, an old servant stumbled into the living room, still shouting.

And when he saw Mo Bei, he suddenly had a look of astonishment on his face:

"Huh? Ghosts are so fast, they all came here."

"Uncle Mo, I'm still alive."

Mobei said speechlessly.

"What? Master, are you still alive?"

The old servant was shocked when he heard this.

the next day,

Mo Qing was drinking tea in the living room.

The Bai Ling that was originally all over the courtyard has been completely dismantled by the combined efforts of several old servants.

Just then, an old servant stumbled into the living room.

He said to Mo Qing who was sitting drinking tea:

"Reporting to the family head, the head of Bei Mo Prefecture's backing sect is here to visit."

"What? The patron sect, one of the seven major forces in Beimo State? Or is the sect leader coming in person?"

When Mo Bei heard this, he was suddenly surprised. His Mo family had nothing to do with the patron sect. How could he come to visit his little Mo family in time?

Moreover, the sect leader came in person. Is there any conspiracy?

"Bring it in, no, I will greet you personally."

Mo Qing said, and walked towards the door of the mansion.

Not long after, Mo Qing brought a middle-aged man to the courtyard, talking and laughing.

There was a long queue behind the middle-aged man, and everyone was carrying or carrying gifts.

"Your Majesty, are you at home now?"

The patron sect leader spoke gently, which made Mo Qing feel flattered.

In the past, the patron sect leader might not even look at him seriously.

"Quizi is currently admiring flowers in the backyard with my wife. If the sect leader has something to do, I will ask someone to call him over."

"No, no, I'm just asking, please don't disturb Mr. Ling's enjoyment."

The patron sect leader waved his hand quickly,

"You really don't need it?"

"No need."

The Patron Sect leader waved his hand again.

When Mo Qing saw this, he didn't force it. He could see that the patron sect leader really didn't want to see Mo Bei.

"Then please come to Sect Master, I've prepared hot tea."

"Then thank you, Master Mo, for your hospitality."

The Patron Sect leader said with a smile.

Then the two of them came to the reception hall with polite faces.

However, before Mo Qing's butt could get warm, an old servant stumbled into the reception hall again.

"Reporting to the family head, the head of the Qingyun Sect in Beimo Prefecture is here to visit."

"What? Qingyun Sect? Sect Master?"

Mo Qing was shocked again when he heard this.

Because the Qingyun Sect is also one of the seven major forces in the Northern Mo State, and its status is still higher than the Backing Sect.

"Sect Master, please excuse me while I go to greet the distinguished guests of the Qingyun Sect."

"Master Mo, please excuse me."

Afterwards, Mo Qing welcomed the head of the Qingyun Sect in, talking and laughing again.

Behind him, there was also a long queue of gift-giving people.

However, at this moment, another stumbling old servant appeared behind him.

"Report to the head of the family, the head of Luluo Sect is here to visit."

"What? Luoluo Sect?"

Mobei was shocked again when he heard this.

The Luluo Sect is also one of the seven major forces in the Northern Desert, and it is also a sect headed by a woman.

"Excuse me, I'm going to greet the distinguished guests of the Luluo Sect."

Mo Qing said apologetically.

"Master Mo, please excuse me."

Not long after, Mo Qing came outside the living room talking and laughing with a beautiful woman.

The stumbling old servant:

"Report to the head of the family, Tiger Roar Sect..."

"Sorry! I'm going to greet..."

"Report to the head of the family..."

"I go……"

"Report……"

Mo Qing: "..."

…

On this day, several old servants of the Mo family had their legs broken.

Constantly busy with reporting and reception matters, and at the same time directing the placement of gifts.

Obviously it can be placed in the storage ring, but these people insisted on having others carry it and brought it there blatantly.

Obviously they want others to know that they have made friends with the Mo family.

At this moment, in the hall, the sect masters of the seven major forces in Beimo State have all gathered here.

Even some lesser powerful sect leaders also came to visit the Mo family.

On top of the throne, Mo Qing was chatting with many sect leaders, big and small, with a glowing face.

Mo Qing never thought that one day, so many powerful sect leaders would flatter him and flatter him.

Never mind that this had happened before, it was unthinkable and impossible to even dream about.

After some conversations, he roughly understood the reason.

It turned out that it was all because of his son and his son's master.

He just benefited from his own son, but who gave him a good son?

Just when Mo Qing thought that no one would visit his Mo family again today,

The stumbling old servant came to the hall again.

"Report to the family leader that the Holy Lord of Misty Holy Land is here to visit."

"What? Misty Holy Land? What did you say? Say it again."

Mo Qing was a little out of sorts at this moment.

Misty Holy Land? Isn't that the sect that his son and his son's master only stepped on?

"Master, you heard me right. The old slave is talking about the Piaomiao Holy Land, and the Holy Master came here in person."

The old servant's face was also glowing red at this moment,

Whose servant can come into contact with so many important people?

Today's experience is enough for him to brag about for a lifetime.