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

The sect leaders of the major forces at the scene also had expressions of astonishment on their faces when they heard that Piaomiao Holy Land was coming.

They never thought that Piaomiao Holy Land would come to visit.

"Excuse me, I'm going to greet the distinguished guests from Piaomiao Holy Land."

"Master Mo, we will go with you."

The sect leaders of the major forces said in unison,

The one who came was the Holy Lord of Piaomiao Holy Land, one of their two overlords in the Northern Mo State.

Would it be appropriate to sit here and wait?

And Mo Qing didn't refuse when he heard this.

He knew that even if they were allowed to sit here, they might not be able to sit safely.

At this moment, outside the door of Mojia Mansion, Murong Weihai was standing there upright, waiting.

There was a beautiful figure standing behind him, and it was the Saint Murong Xue of the Piaomiao Holy Land.

And behind them, there is also a long queue of gift-giving teams.

The streets not far away were already crowded with the people of White Jade City. They were all looking at the important figures arriving from the Mo family with curious expressions.

It can be said that on this day, the Mo family in Baiyu City completely became famous in the local area.

"Xue'er, you know what to do later, right?"

"I know, Holy Lord."

Murong Xue said calmly with no expression on her face.

"Why!"

Murong Weihai couldn't help but sigh when he saw this. He used to call him Master, but now he directly calls him Holy Lord.

Apparently he was still angry that he had someone take him away before.

Not long after, Mo Qing came out with a few old servants and the Holy Masters from various major forces.

"Uncle Mo."

When Murong Xue saw this, she immediately greeted him with a smile on her face.

"Xue'er girl, why are you here too?"

Mo Qing said a little surprised.

"Of course I came here to see you, Uncle Mo!"

Murong Xue said with a coquettish tone,

She has been fostered in Mofu since she was a child, so she can be regarded as growing up under Mo Qing's watch.

"Mobei and your aunt are chatting in the backyard."

Mo Qing also knew that this girl didn't like these flattery situations, so he directly told her Mo Bei's whereabouts.

When Murong Xue heard this, she no longer stayed and walked directly past the crowd towards the Mo family's backyard.

"I wonder why the Holy Lord came here today?"

Mo Bei looked at Murong Weihai and asked.

"I came here today for the marriage between my disciple and your son. I also hope that the Mo family can return to the Misty Holy Land."

Murong Weihai is worthy of being the Lord of the Holy Land. Although he is a little embarrassed inside, he looks very natural on the surface.

However, Mo Qing was silent after hearing this. The Mo family was indeed a branch of Miao Miao Holy Land a long time ago.

Moreover, the ancestral motto of his Mo family is to strive to return to the Misty Holy Land.

But now that he really had this opportunity, he hesitated.

Now he suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with being the head of the family. At least he didn't need to look at other people's eyes.

And he also understood the other party's intention to win over the Mo family.

He just wanted to tie his son to the Misty Holy Land.

"Lord Holy Master Mo Mou understands the kindness here. Let's talk about Bei'er and Xue'er's marriage, please!"

Mo Qing declined the invitation to return to Misty Holy Land.

He also made an invitation gesture, indicating that Murong Weihai should come inside for talks.

When Murong Weihai heard this, he understood what Mo Qing meant, but he didn't force it.

As long as Mo Bei and Murong Xue get married, the purpose of his trip will be achieved.

Then everyone gathered around Mo Qing and Murong Weihai and came to the living room.

They talked about the engagement between Mobei and Murong Xue,

Since both of them intended to match each other, the marriage discussion went extremely smoothly.

Finally, after consulting Mo Bei and Murong Xue for their wishes,

They also directly set their wedding date in three years.

Ten days later, Seven Star Sect.

At this moment, the arena in the Seven Star Sect’s sect square has been dismantled.

The reason why it was demolished was not that Xu Huaian didn't want to fight with his fellow disciples anymore, but that no one wanted to fight with him anymore.

However, in order to improve his cultivation, he thought of a way, which was to take turns to squat on the seven peaks.

As long as you find a suitable target, go up and challenge it.

You must know that he was a "scholar" who read poetry and books before, and his sarcastic words came out of his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth.

So basically every time he can stimulate the opponent to fight with him.

At this moment, Xu Huaian was squatting in Yuheng Peak,

Because Yuhengfeng is a sword cultivator, not only are they strong in combat, but they are also the most insufferable.

Every time he comes, he can provoke the elder deacons on Yuheng Peak to fight with him.

That's right, Xu Huaian's cultivation has now reached the perfection of the Divine Treasure Realm, and he will soon be promoted to the Purple Mansion.

Therefore, only deacons with perfect Shenzang realm and elders from Zifu realm have the ability to fight with him.

"Senior brother, can you have a discussion with me?"

Xu Huaian stopped a deacon from Tianxuan Peak and said.

When the deacon saw it was Xu Huaian, he immediately turned around and left.

Unexpectedly, Xu Huaian behind him taunted:

"Tch! He's still a butler. I think he's clearly a useless wimp!"

When the deacon heard this, he immediately stopped and his hands were clasped together tightly at this moment.

The name of Xu Huaian has long been spread in the Seven Star Sect.

It can be said that no one knows, no one knows,

Although he looks gentle and thin, his mouth is extremely vicious.

Moreover, once fighting begins, the originally thin body will be instantly filled with blood and become extremely powerful.

"what did you just say?"

The deacon turned around and stared at Xu Huaian angrily with anger in his eyes.

"I said you were a softie."

Xu Huaian picked his nose calmly and repeated.

When the deacon heard this, his eyes became even more angry.

"Boy, now I accept your challenge."

When Xu Huaian heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Bang~ Bang~ Ah~

A moment later, with a scream, another deacon with a blue nose and swollen eyes appeared on Tianxuan Peak.

Xu Huaian clapped his hands and began to look for the next target with satisfaction.

Only the deacon with a bruised nose and swollen eyes was left doubting his life.

"Senior brother, my junior uncle is back."

After a while, another deacon from Tianxuan Peak with a blue nose and swollen eyes came to the beaten deacon and spoke excitedly.

The deacon who was doubting his life suddenly jumped up when he heard this.

"What? My junior uncle is back? Come on, let's go find our junior uncle to complain. I don't want to spend a day like this."

At the same time, the Seven Star Peak Sect Hall,

At this moment, all the peak masters are gathered here, including Li Suifeng, who just came back.

"I believe you know why I'm here to inform you this time, right? The Eight Sects Martial Arts Competition that happens every five years is here again. Let's share your opinions."

Luo Xuan looked at the leaders of the peaks present and said.

"I recommend my junior disciple named Xu to participate."

At this time, Yan Yan, the leader of Tianquan Peak, spoke.

"I also recommend my junior disciple Xu Huaian to participate."

The first forest of flowers and trees in Tianji Peak also spoke in the same way.

"Yes, that boy named Xu Huaian."

"I also recommend my junior brother's disciple Xu Huaian."

"I recommend it too."

"Me too."

"agree."

Among the top seven peaks, only Su Qianmiao did not speak. The other top leaders were Xu Huaian, the sixth disciple who recommended Li Suifeng.