Chapter 22 22Mingchaotang

Mo Yuheng raised his eyebrows. Could it be that Mo Zhixue was planning something evil? She should pay attention.

Mo Zihan saw everyone gathered and took everyone to the Mingchao Hall.

Countless people followed behind, with excitement and expectation.

Going to Mingchao Hall means that they can become immortal cultivators.

Soon, I came to a huge doorway, with the largest plaque hanging on it, and three large gilded characters that caught my eye: Mingchao Hall.

Then, the other two generations of disciples stood together with the Zizi generation and the Shouzi generation. This time, the disciples who were testing their spiritual roots gathered together again. There were 50 people in total.

The three leaders of Mo Zihan nodded and greeted each other. He took the lead and said: "Now that we have been brought here, our mission has been completed, and it is time to go back and deliver."

"Yes, Mo Zihan, congratulations to you! I didn't expect that there are so many talented people with good spiritual roots among the disciples you received. It seems that your reward is very generous." One of the leaders said enviously.

As we all know, receiving this kind of task is troublesome and the rewards are small. Very few people accept this task.

The amount of their prizes is related to testing the quality of the children with spiritual roots.

The better the spiritual root is, the more prizes will be obtained. On the contrary, the worse the spiritual root is, the fewer prizes will be obtained.

This time they took over the task of testing the spiritual roots and divided them into three different generations. Originally, they thought that since there were few people testing the spiritual roots, the quality of the spiritual roots would not be very good.

So he excitedly took the lead in accepting the mission from his younger brother. This was good, and the other party's luck was incredible.

Who would have thought that a genius with a single spiritual root and two geniuses with dual spiritual roots suddenly appeared.

Their intestines were so ruined that they turned blue, their eyes were filled with jealousy, and their words were strange.

Mo Zihan bowed his hands and responded modestly: "I just got lucky, and my two brothers saw that I was young, so they were polite. Why don't we go and receive the reward together? I will be the host today and will take you to Fulai Building to eat.

A meal."

The two leaders were sore with tears in their eyes, and there was a hint of jealousy in their eyes. When they heard that the other party invited them to have a spiritual meal at Fulai Building, their eyes lit up, and they were still jealous.

Fulai Tower is a place specially provided by Jinlin City for people who are cultivating immortals to eat. Of course, the food they eat is not ordinary food.

Food contains a large amount of spiritual energy. Through cooking, the spiritual energy becomes mild and enters the monk's body, where it is easily absorbed and will not produce impurities.

Ingredients containing a large amount of spiritual energy are inherently laborious to cultivate and must be cooked by specialized spiritual chefs. Each dish is complicated to process and very expensive to eat. In the entire Golden Scale City, only the children of the Mo family would eat it once due to their rich financial resources.

twice.

Mo Zihan suddenly felt generous and invited the two of them to go. If they finished eating, he would probably give him 1/10 of the reward.

"I never thought that my dear brother would be so generous, so it would be better for us to respect him than to obey him!" The leader nodded excitedly and looked forward to it, and hurriedly took the other person's hand to receive the reward, so impatient.

With helplessness and sigh, Mo Zihan was extremely hidden and did not pay attention to observation, thinking that the relationship between the three of them was very good friends.

Mo Yuheng had a panoramic view of the interaction between them, and it also taught her a lesson, and the principle of not revealing one's wealth was clearly imprinted in her mind.

Too much money, nothing.

If someone finds out, it's your fault.

Because in the eyes of others, you are just a mobile money storage warehouse and a fat sheep. It is very bad for others to care about you, and you don't even know their plans.

Mo Zihan had left a message before and went straight in. There was a large square inside, with a high platform in the middle and many futons under it.

The futon is prepared for these new disciples to induce physical penetration.

The family members who taught them to enter the body were already waiting inside.

Mo Yuheng and other eight people formed a small group and followed the flow of people in.

When I looked up, I saw a young boy sitting cross-legged on the high platform, his eyes closed, his expression indifferent, and his whole body filled with a sharp aura that made people afraid to approach him.

Mo Yuheng watched for a while, then pulled Mo Supu and others, quickly found a seat closer to the front, and sat cross-legged on the futon.

The children who were originally a bit lazy and leisurely were so frightened when they saw the boy on the high platform that their legs were trembling and they couldn't even take a step forward.

Everyone came in at once, and there were only a few people sitting on the futons.

The young man opened his eyes, his eyes were cold and emotionless.

It was very cold in the past, and my hands kept holding each other to keep warm.

Secretly, several elders were sitting, including the patriarch Mo Zangqing.

"Hahaha, these children are really scared by this brat Mo Rongyin." The elder laughed heartily, which was very interesting. His precious grandson Mo Lingbai recommended Mo Rongyin for Qi entrainment training.

He was opposed at first, but when he saw the other party's indifferent and distant attitude, he suddenly thought of an idea, discussed it with all the elders and clan leaders, and finally decided.

In previous years, the training of introducing Qi into the body was so gentle and did not put pressure on these little guys. After all, they are young, so how can they focus all their attention on cultivation.

The effect seems to be very good now, and I feel proud for a while.

"Yes, it's rare. Those children from rural areas are just that. But the children outside the hospital have been spoiled since childhood and don't know the sufferings of the world. They should work hard." The third elder touched his beard and agreed very much.

The fourth elder had this look on his face, full of disdain and disapproval: "What's so good about it? Those disciples are frightened, and the shadows have come out, how can they still have the mind to practice?"

"Fourth, it's wrong for you to say that. Are you talking about yourself? Remember back then..." What did the third elder want to say?

The somewhat flustered and angry Fourth Lao Zhang interrupted his next words: "I'm disrespectful to the elderly. Even though I'm old, I always talk about the past."

"Who are you saying is disrespectful? You are jealous that I have a good granddaughter."

"Your granddaughter Mo Caidi is ranked ninth. She is the enemy of my grandson in one move."

"I don't have someone's grandson who always looks for trouble with Mo Li. If he can't beat him, he will come to beat him."

"you……"

The two of them were arguing endlessly, which made the other three's heads hurt. The elder couldn't bear it anymore. He slammed his hand on the table and shouted: "Shut up all of you. You are arguing here. Why don't you find something more to do?"

How to solve the problem of new disciples introducing Qi into their bodies as quickly as possible."

Even in large families, which seem to get along harmoniously to the outside world, there are still conflicts and struggles between them.

Mo Yuheng didn't know or hear these things because they were covered by formations.

At this moment, Mo Rongyin sat, opened his cold eyes, and scanned everyone, making everyone feel chilled.

Mo Yuheng also felt cold and oppressed. Yes, mental oppression can make people collapse. Even if Mo Rongyin only releases a little bit, it is not something they can simply bear. Their control is very strong.

She and Mo Zhixue were better off, but the others were not so lucky.

Mo Zhixue's eyes turned cold, and she felt a chill coming out of her. She looked dissatisfied at Mo Yuheng's calmness and leisure, compared with other children whose teeth were creaking and their whole body was trembling: "Old Mo, I have your help to remove the coldness from my body, how can she do that?"

To withstand such cold pressure.”

Old Mo used his soul power to detect the past and looked around Mo Yuheng. He couldn't find anything, he was just like an ordinary child.

Thinking again that he had detected the mutant ice spirit root, he thought about it and replied: "Because it is a mutant ice spirit root, it is not invaded by ice and cold."
Chapter completed!