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However, the lord did not take it seriously, and said indifferently: "I don't have the time to care about what birthday gift you gave, and I have written down your thoughts."

There was a little displeasure in the voice.

Just as Zhang Mofan wanted to speak, Lu Yuanqing walked over, pulled Mofan's sleeve, and said, "Holy lord, our holy son has been offended just now. I hope to forgive me."

The palace lord's expression was in vain and fierce, staring at Zhang Mofan, and faintly said: "Since Zi Tianyan has fallen, I can't think of another saint son in Ziyang Academy."

"This is the saint son selected by my Ziyang Academy after careful consideration. Both talent and strength can stand the test."

Lu Yuanqing replied.

"Innate talent and strength are second. In my eyes, any genius is the same. Whoever I want to develop will become a talent."

The palace lord's expression was majestic, the meaning of this sentence was obvious, she didn't care about Zhang Mofan's identity.

Whoever she sees will become a talent.

Many family elders sneered looking at Lu Yuanqing.

Can't you see such an obvious thing? The lord is dissatisfied with the birthday gift given by Zhang Mofan. What is the use of using Zhang Mofan's talent to talk about it?

Mo Cang also smiled coldly. He didn't expect that Zhang Mofan didn't know what was good or what was wrong. He really thought that his talent could work in the Hall of Souls.

"Well, everyone will put down the birthday gift."

The hall master did not have the patience to look at it one by one. The birthday gift she was looking forward to was prepared by the three major colleges.

Nowadays, the representatives of the three major colleges have all given birthday gifts, so naturally there is no need to read it anymore.

"Today I am hosting a birthday banquet. The first is to convey a concept to you, that is, fighting spirit can be improved through cultivation, and the other is to accept disciples."

The hall master said loudly.

"What? Accept disciples?"

Everyone was shocked, they had never heard of it, the Hall Master of the Fighting Soul Palace had accepted apprentices.

"The gift of the birthday gift just now is an assessment for you. Now, I have decided to accept Mo Cang from the Sun Moon Academy as an apprentice and teach the method of fighting spirit cultivation for three months."

The hall master announced.

Hearing this, Mo Cang's expression flickered, and there was a burst of excitement. Just as the big man said, this time the birthday banquet, the Lord of the Palace is indeed a disciple.

Moreover, he will prepare to swing the pen, which is also a reminder of big shots.

Otherwise, he might know the hobbies of the Hall of Souls Fighting.

Mo Cang looked smug, turned around and looked at Zhang Mofan.

In his opinion, even if Zhang Mofan is a holy son, what can he do, what can he have a strong talent.

Now, he has become the apprentice of the Lord of the Palace, even though he can only last for three months, he is also a nominal apprentice.

Moreover, what the hall master taught him was still the method of fighting spirit cultivation.

He was originally a twin soul fighting, if he could cultivate the fighting soul, his strength would surely improve by leaps and bounds.

Then, he won Sanling aspirations in one fell swoop.

As for Zhang Mofan, how can you fight him?

"This time Mo Cang is truly flying into the sky."

"I originally thought that the saint son Zhang Mofan could compete with Mo Cang. It seems that he is still inferior to Mo Cang."

Everyone was talking, looking at Mo Cang, they were all envious.

It can be said that at this point of the palace lord's birthday banquet, Mo Cang became the real winner.

As for Zhang Mofan, he angered the Lord.

The two are in sharp contrast, one sky and one earth.

When the banquet dissipated, Mo Cang stayed directly. As for Zhang Mofan and others, they left the Hall of Souls under the leadership of the old woman.

"Zhang Mofan, don't worry about it."

Seeing Zhang Mofan's silence, Mu Xiaoman comforted him.

Zhang Mofan shook his head, disapproving.

This time at the birthday banquet, the hall master probably wanted to find a genius to try her soul-fighting cultivation method, so it had the purpose of accepting disciples.

However, Zhang Mofan was really fortunate that he was not accepted as an apprentice. What he cultivated was the orthodox "Heaven and Earth Fighting of Souls Art". Does he still need the Lord's guidance?

Even the book he sent out far exceeds the knowledge of the Lord of the Palace.

However, he was really unhappy when he was judged by the Lord in front of everyone.

Hall of Souls!

Mo Cang was taken down. As for the palace lord, he was sitting on the throne, but he was meditating: "This Mo Cang is a twin soul fighting, and what I study is only the cultivation of a fighting soul. I should How to teach him?"

The palace owner did not expect that the birthday gift Mo Cang presented would satisfy her most.

Therefore, she accepted Mo Cang as an apprentice.

"You guys, all retreat, I want to be alone!"

With a wave of the hall master, the eight daughters beside her withdrew from the hall one by one.

However, Qingluan did not leave, but walked to the pile of birthday gifts and picked up the book presented by Zhang Mofan.

Turning it over, a few pages came down, Qing Luan's pretty face showed a shocked expression: "Mother, you look at this book, I feel unusual."

With that, she handed it to the palace master.

The hall master took the book in disbelief and kept flipping through it, his expression changed from being surprised to solemn, and then shocked.

"This? This is really a soul-fighting art left by a certain expert, and it even records the practice of twin soul-fighting."

The hall master was shocked and continued to read, and quickly read all of them, with a feeling of unfinished intention.

She is like a thirsty person in fighting spirit cultivation, and this book, just a pot of water, is far from enough for her to draw wildly.

"This book presented by Mo Fan is really a soul-fighting technique. It seems that I wronged him!"

The palace lord's face showed bitterness. Compared with Fu Yao Pen, this book is truly valuable.

Moreover, she was still having a headache just now, how to teach Mo Cang, as a result, this book solved her urgent need.

At this time, the old woman returned and said, "Hall Master, everyone has been sent down the mountain."

The hall master looked at the old woman and said: "Po Tan, you are not too young, you can retreat to the forest."

Puff!

The frightened legs of the old woman were soft, UU reading www.uukanshu.com knelt down and said, "Hall Master, what is going on? I want to contribute to the Hall of Souls in my life, why do I want to Let me retreat to the forest?"

"You are doing your best, but your eyes are blind. This book is indeed an unpredictable book of soul fighting."

The hall master took the book and said coldly.

"What? Is that really a fighting spirit book?"

Po Tan was dumbfounded.

The hall master put it away and put the book away, saying: "Now, that Zhang Mofan is probably already cursing me behind his back, saying that I don't know the goods, Qingluan, you Zhang Mofan, please come to my bedroom, don’t let the other people in the Hall of Souls know ,Understand?"

"Yes!"

Qing Luan nodded and left quickly.

She knew that her mother had a good face, and she didn't want to let others know.