If at this moment, Ye Chen could know Mo Yan's thoughts, he would definitely not be able to pat him on the shoulder...
If the fate between the male and female lords can be separated so easily, then it is a strange thing!
"From today onwards, she will be my apprentice who has left the fairy white painting."
Bai Zihua said calmly.
The sound was not loud, but the people present were as if they were in their ears and could hear clearly.
He didn't even give Hua Qiangu a chance to choose. He didn't even save the vanilla step, and he was directly affected by the palace bell.
Everyone present was taken aback.
Only the shengxiao silently shook the fan and laughed secretly.
From the moment the Suannian Sword was presented to Huaqiangu, he vaguely guessed that the disciple that his brother wanted to accept must be Huaqiangu.
Later, Bai Zihua looked at all the immortals present.
"Do you have any objections?"
"Humph!"
Ni Qianzhang immediately turned pale, and sneered: "Even the Duan Nian Sword has already been given away. It seems that the head disciple has already decided on it, so what kind of celebrity will go and what fairy sword meeting will be held? Speaking of... this is a matter of staying at home. , I can accept whoever wants to accept it. Is it useful if we have objections?"
Bai Zihua nodded: "Of course it's useless."
"..."
These words were not only Sheng Xiaomo, but also Ye Chen turned away a little speechlessly.
On weekdays, Baizi drew an unsmiling look, but with this expressionless look, what he said should be enough to make people laugh.
If he was the head of the Penglai faction, I am afraid that the Three Corpse Gods would have been so angry that he had an attack on the spot.
"Ahem--"
At the critical moment, he still has always been loyal and strict. Seeing that the situation is a little bit wrong, he hurriedly came out and said, "Junior, Nimantian, Shuofeng, and Ye Chen, the three of them have good qualifications. Why don't you take this Fairy Sword Conference How about all of the top four in the group?"
After all, Penglai sent his daughter thousands of miles to Changliu to apprentice, and Ni Qianzhang, the head of Penglai, came to observe the ceremony in person, which was considered enough to save face.
If this matter is not handled properly, I am afraid it will affect the relationship between the two factions...
Hearing Mo Yan's words, Ni Qianzhang's face eased a lot, and he quickly looked at Bai Zihua.
The latter, without leaving any room, shook his head.
"I only accept one apprentice in this life!"
These words were said to be utterly loud, regardless of the feelings of others on the court.
And Mo Yan's face turned green all of a sudden... I didn't care about being angry at Bai Zihua, and quickly calmed the pale face on the side, turning around to leave Ni Qianzhang.
It can be said that this sentence is equivalent to throwing the Penglai school and Niqianzhang's face on the ground and stepping on it again!
"The Ni master calms down..."
Mo Yan hurriedly said with relief: "The head teacher and disciple are dedicated to cultivation, and there are many internal affairs. I am afraid that the disciples will not be able to teach too many disciples. How about such a good disciple, how about putting it under my sect?"
Ni Qianzhang looked better now.
He is the dignified pearl in the palm of Penglai Island, and it is not that no one wants it, why bother to send it to Changliu Mountain to receive such idleness?
"and many more……"
At this moment, Nimantian suddenly said: "Returning to Blessed One, the disciples are also very honored to be able to worship the Blessed One's sect. It is just that the Blessed One works day and night. It is better to worship under the Eleventh Brother's sect and let the Eleventh Brother teach on his behalf? "
As soon as this remark came out, Luo Shixi, Ni Qianzhang and others were stunned.
This is tantamount to worshipping the world-honored master, which is one generation lower than Hua Qiangu.
Mo Yan nodded and then looked at Ni Qianzhang for his opinion.
And Ni Qianzhang didn't know what medicine her daughter was selling in the gourd, but since she proposed it by herself, and it was under the direct sect of the three statues, she also nodded and acquiesced to it.
"As for Shuofeng, and Ye Chen, it's better to just..."
After arranging Nimantian, looking at Ye Chen and Shuofeng who had not yet apprented in the field, Mo Yan would naturally not give up these wonderful talents and beautiful jade to other elders, and immediately spoke.
"Brother..."
Suddenly, Xiao Shengmo, who had been silent, was also lazy.
"I think Ye Chen, a kid, fits my eyes. It happens to be under the younger brother's school, and there is no heir. Why don't you let Ye Chen to me?"
"So... also good."
Hearing this, Mo Yan was taken aback for a moment, and looked at Xiao Sheng in surprise for a few moments.
The latter blinked, as if saying that he should have been exhausted for so many years and should come forward to share the burden for the brother, and his heart was also warm.
now……
Mo Yan also felt that, compared to Baizi's paintings, who had a cold and hard personality, and incomprehensible, apart from being a little tired and lazy, this little junior was still bent on staying long in the face of big things.
When he was in a good mood, Mo Yan also waved a big hand, and put the Shuofeng who had originally planned to throw it at Luo Eleven into his own sect.
Thus……
The top four in the Fairy Sword Conference were all worshipped under the three masters of Changliu.
As for the rest of the elders and teachings, although there are quite a few criticisms, they also have their own gains. They have received some good talents and rare jade, which has added fresh blood to their branches, which can be regarded as a joy for everyone.
And Ye Chen.
After formally worshipping the Xiaosheng silently, I also heard a long-lost system prompt.
"Di, congratulations to the host, worship Changliu, and become a disciple of Changliu's three sects. Successfully complete the task and get rewards. The golden horn monster clan talented magical power: life-saving clone."
At the same time, a strange force poured into Ye Chen's body.
Life-saving clone!
As the heaven-defying race that devours the starry sky, the golden horn behemoths have extremely low reproductive ability, and in order for the golden horn behemoths to have the ability to protect themselves, they have such a gifted magical power.
In the life of the Golden Horn behemoth, there are three stages of growth, and each stage can give birth to a clone.
The most amazing thing is.
The conditions for this kind of clone are not high. As long as a drop of blood, a hair, or even an embryo, a clone belonging to the Golden Horn Giant Clan can be cultivated, and the strength of this clone can also be over time. , And continuous growth is not static.
This also guarantees the value of the clone to the greatest extent.
"Well... what should I choose as my clone?"
Speaking from the heart, for the clone, it is natural to choose the bloodline with great potential. If an ordinary person acts as the clone, not only will it not help Ye Chen, but will hinder him, even in order to cultivate this clone. Serious waste of resources.
"It's a pity... if it's Ling'er, the blood of the Nuwa clan..."
In contrast, Ye Chen also quickly thought of the blood of the Nuwa clan in Zhao Linger. If the blood of Zhao Linger was used as a clone, wouldn't he be able to have a clone with the blood of the Nuwa clan?
