Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2410 Venerable Huanglong proud

The other venerables were also casually discussing the results of this time, pointing at the venerable Huanglong from time to time, and seemed to be not very optimistic about the venerable Huanglong.

After all, with Venerable Huanglong's personality, it is impossible for him to carefully teach his disciples. Of course, such disciples will not have much competitiveness.

Just as the venerables were discussing and bragging about their disciples, the sky in front of them suddenly distorted, and several huge vortexes appeared.

Everyone hastened to correct their expressions, which meant that the battle in the small world was over.

Not long after, a series of figures burst out from it, with a hint of annoyance on their faces.

"How's the situation?" The two venerables rushed up to greet each other and asked their apprentices one after another.

In fact, they could see some clues from the expressions of their respective apprentices, but they were a little unwilling to give up.

"Master, I'm sorry, but I didn't get the last spot." Most of the disciples said so.

Although their masters were very disappointed, they also knew that there were only four places, and it was impossible for most of them to take the places themselves.

"It's okay, not this year, there is next year."

Soon, four disciples of Venerable Chutian came out.

Compared with others, these four people are quite embarrassed.

"How could it be like this!" Venerable Chutian rushed up immediately, and after realizing the injury in Chuhe's body, he was startled, and quickly pulled a trace of strength over him.

He knew that Chuhe was already a nine-star Wuzong, so it was impossible to make it like this.

"Master, I lost, I lost to Mo Xian." Only then did Chu He regain his breath, and said in grief and indignation.

"This... how is this possible?" Venerable Chutian and Venerable Huanglong were stunned at the same time and asked in disbelief.

"Although he is only the Seven Star Martial Ancestor, he has a lot of cards in his hole, and his disciple is no match for him," Chu He said.

"How about my two disciples?" Venerable Zhu Yuan felt that something was wrong and asked quickly.

"You'll know later." Chu He didn't say it clearly, but sneered.

Compared to him, Zhang Hui was at a big loss.

Soon, everyone came out of the small world.

The most eye-catching ones were Mo Xian, Wang Yuan, Guan Xin, and Zhang Hui, because they all had a flag floating above their heads, which meant that they had won the final spot.

"This kid actually got the quota, it shouldn't be!" Venerable Huanglong's face darkened, which was a little different from what he expected.

"This... this..." Venerable Zhu Yuan's complexion changed drastically, because he found out that his disciple Zhang Hui also got the final spot, which is not a good thing.

After seeing clearly the four people who won the final place, the faces of all the venerables present became weird.

Leaving aside Zhang Hui, who was unwilling to ask for a quota, Mo Xian, Wang Yuan and Guan Xin were the three least likely to get a quota.

"Unexpectedly, they actually got the quota."

Among them, Mo Xian is the disciple of the unreliable Venerable Huanglong, and the master of Wang Yuan and Guan Xin is a woman who does not like to fight. The disciples are also peaceful by nature, and their strength has never been outstanding. Neither came.

"Zhang Hui, what the hell are you doing, what do you want a quota for?" After regaining his senses, Venerable Zhu Yuan shouted in a low voice.

"Master, I don't want to either. It was him who insisted on giving me the quota." Zhang Hui said with a mournful face.

"There is such a thing!"

Hearing this, everyone was a little dumbfounded, Zhang Hui and Mo Xian were rivals from the beginning, and Mo Xian was willing to give the spot to Zhang Hui.

But after thinking about it, they understood.

Zhang Hui doesn't want a quota, so giving him a quota is probably the best punishment.

"The disciple of the Venerable Huanglong is not easy. It's nothing more than killing people, but he still has to kill his heart."

"Old dog Huanglong, you are deceiving people too much." Venerable Zhu Yuan said angrily.

"Senior's words are wrong. Everyone has earned this quota. I gave it to him with good intentions. How do I know that he doesn't want it?" Mo Xian said with a smile.

"You...you...you are so angry with me!" Zhu Yuanzhun was so angry that he was speechless. Although Mo Xian's actions were a bit weird, they were understandable.

"Everyone, my disciples don't need this quota, why don't you give it to your disciples?" Venerable Zhu Yuan suppressed the anger in his heart and said.

"Such a big event, how can it be child's play, and he got it by 'skill', how can we win people's love."

"That is, if the quota can be changed at will, then what's the point of this competition."

A group of venerables quickly refused, although they all wanted it, but there was only one place, no matter who gave it to others, it would not be a blessing to others, and getting the place might also cause jealousy and hatred from others.

The people present are all smart people who have lived for a long time, so naturally they don't want to make a fuss.

Venerable Zhu Yuan knew that he couldn't change it, so he could only accept this fact.

Zhang Hui also had a dejected look on his face. Although he received everyone's envious eyes, he couldn't be happy no matter what.

After the quota was determined, the Ice Fire Lotus Heart Pond was fully opened.

The three of Mo Xian entered one after another, and Zhang Hui wanted to run away, but he was thrown in by his master without anyone else doing it.

Now that the matter has come to this, Venerable Zhu Yuan can't afford to lose this person.

Then, the Ice Fire Lotus Heart Pond was closed, enveloping Mo Xian and the others.

"Venerable Huanglong, congratulations, you have taken in a great disciple this time."

"Unexpectedly, if Venerable Huanglong doesn't sing, it's astonishing. It makes me feel ashamed."

A group of venerables immediately came to flatter the venerable Huanglong. They had already learned about the previous situation in the small world through their disciples, and Mo Xian's performance was really astonishing.

With such an excellent disciple, Venerable Huanglong's status in Beihuang Hall may undergo some changes.

"Hehe, that's natural. I accept apprentices, and ordinary people naturally don't want them." Venerable Huanglong responded cheerfully, but there was a sneer in his heart.

You old dogs, didn't you still laugh at me before, now you know how to flatter me.

After so many years, he finally felt proud, and his waist straightened a lot.

However, he was still a little unhappy in his heart.

This matter has exceeded his expectations.

If he failed to let Mo Xian see the dangers of cultivation, how could he let Mo Xian enter a higher level within a year?
It's basically not impossible.

Venerable Chu Tian and Venerable Zhu Yuan had livid faces. They had teased Venerable Huanglong before, but when they turned their heads, they were slapped in the face by reality, and it was a shame.

In the Ice and Fire Lotus Heart Pond, Mo Xian was looking at everything around him curiously.

The Ice Fire Lotus Heart Pond is not big, just big enough for four people to practice.

And without their active exercise, the surrounding ice and fire energy will automatically pour into their bodies, which is quite pure and huge.

Zhang Hui didn't want to practice at first, but he was helpless. If he allowed those energies to pour in without using the exercises, he might be blown up.

He can be regarded as the first disciple of the Venerable in history who does not want to cultivate in the Ice and Fire Lotus Heart Pond.

"Mo Xian, you hurt me like this, I will never let you go!" Zhang Hui gave Mo Xian a vicious look, and then sat down cross-legged.

(End of this chapter)