There was a faint smell of gunpowder in the air in the attic, and these bigwigs of the Five Blessings Temple were secretly thinking about giving themselves a few more beautiful female disciples, serving tea and pouring water when they were fine, and cleaning the room.

It's just that the female disciples who are in a tenacious mood only selected about forty this time, and the wolves are more and less meat, and the competition is fierce.

"Lord, this time we have ten senior brothers, each leading thirty disciples to teach, this method is slightly inappropriate!"

"Huh?"

Seeing that the eldest disciple Mo Madness questioned his thoughts, Mo Ran, who was in charge, puffed out his cheeks, raised his eyebrows, and glanced over, "What do you mean by this?"

"Lookout!"

Mo Ran arched his hand at Mo Ran, and then saluted the surrounding juniors, and then he talked eloquently: "Everyone, these disciples are the first batch of disciples in the outer courtyard of my Wufu Temple, and three years later, they are the mainstay of my view. ”

When everyone heard this, they all nodded their heads and looked at him for the following.

"Therefore, the teaching of this group of people is related to the future of my Five Blessings Concept, and it is an important step for us to set foot in the mortal world. ”

As he was talking, he waved his big sleeves, his face was excited, and he suddenly paused, and he sank down and said slowly: "If the cultivation of this group of people is delayed, then going down the mountain in the future will not give me the reputation of the Five Blessings Concept, but will affect the reputation of my Five Blessings Temple." ”

"Senior brother, what do you mean?"

Seeing that he attached great importance to teaching his disciples, Mo Yan thought that the head of the future analysis was the Tao, and when he paused, he hurriedly interjected.

Mo Mad swept the crowd, and saw that they all looked at him seriously and agreed with their opinions, so he turned around and bowed to Mo Ran, who was the head of the head, and said, "Lord, so we can't delay the critical moment of these children." ”

He stood up from his seat, bowed his head and swept over everyone's faces, before he stated, "In my opinion, the disciple's teaching cannot be careless, but ~ our current practice cannot be stopped. We are still the main force in the view, we must act cautiously, improve our cultivation, and be a strong supporter for this group of children.

Therefore, I think that only by selecting two or three people as lecturers to teach the disciples, and the rest of them cultivating with their hearts and improving their own realms, can they go both ways and supplement my Wufu Guan combat power. ”

"Mo Mad, you're right! It seems that you really put your heart into it!"

Mo Ran pressed his hand to Mo Mad and looked at him with a smile, motioning for him to sit down, only then did he look at everyone's tangled expressions, "What do you think?"

"This~"

Originally, I came to discuss the matter of choosing disciples, but after being a teacher, I knew that I would have to choose three people from ten people as the master to teach the Tao, so wouldn't the others have no disciples to teach?

But what Mo Mad said is extremely reasonable, if he goes to lead students with all his brains, his own cultivation that is lagging behind, no matter how he thinks about it, it is not cost-effective.

For a while, everyone was also in a dilemma and uncertain.

Mo Ran was happy in his heart, threw a look that was very satisfactory to Mo Mad in his heart, and took advantage of everyone's dumbfounded efforts to draw a conclusion to this, "What Mo Mad said is very reasonable, the teachings of these new disciples are very important, and everyone's cultivation is even more important. That's it, I, don't be crazy~"

He glanced at the handsome Mo Xiao, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes moved to Mo Yan in the front row, "And Mo Yi, the trouble of teaching disciples will be left to the three of us, and the rest, I have other arrangements!"

Glancing at Mo Mad and Mo Yan's appearance again, he was secretly proud in his heart, now, the most suave among the teachers is me, those few good looks, how can I let you be a master, if my disciple sees that you are handsome, run to be your disciple, let my old face go there?

"Well, since the Lord has spoken, we should obey it. It's just that you now claim to be our master, and the new students are also your disciples, should we call them junior disciples?"

Mo Jie first expressed his obedience, but he was a little dissatisfied with Mo Ran's exclusive behavior, so he pulled out the matter of him claiming to be a junior brother and master, and it was good to add to him.

"That's right, that's not going to work, otherwise three years from now, how will we teach the disciples who started at that time?"

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, Mo Ran couldn't let go of the opportunity to pretend to be a big guy in front of these people, and he didn't want to lose the opportunity to lead a disciple, so he was also in a dilemma, frowning and pondering.

The silent and small fierce eyebrows in the back row danced, forced a smile, and secretly gave Mo Jie a thumbs up.

"So be it!"

Mo Ran took a long breath, closed his eyes, and said heavily: "Since everyone is dissatisfied with the matter of calling me Master, and I also know that my virtue and talent are not as good as Master Qingyan, here, I have decided that we will still be commensurate with senior brothers in the future, and we will not hurt the harmony." ”

"Hahaha! Senior brother's words are very reasonable, and I agree with them. ”

Mo Xiao, Mo Qing, and Mo Hanshuai, who wanted to be the division commander, agreed first, and then everyone smiled, and looked at Mo Ran, who was aggrieved and bitter.

"However, having said that, although those disciples are named on the three of us, you can also teach one or two, why don't you rank us, write down our specialties, and every month, each of you takes one day out to teach these beginner disciples?"

As soon as I heard that there was still a chance to teach the disciples, several unsuccessful people with the purpose of showing their faces all nodded and praised the senior brother for his thoughtfulness, and raised their hands in approval.

"Xiaohong, go get the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone!"

Xiaohong at the end of the seat agreed, quickly stood up and ran to the bookcase to polish the ink, and laid the paper flat and neatly.

"Mo Han, you are from everyone's background, and you write a good hand, in the past!

He lifted his robe, stood up and bowed to everyone, full of pride and ambition, "Today, I will arrange the seats for my Wufu audience disciples, everyone must work together in the future to spread the prestige of my Wufu Temple all over the world!"

Seeing his generosity, everyone also stood up and returned the salute, came to stand beside the bookcase, and then Mo Yan came to the front of the case, took out a lilac brush from the pen holder, pinched the pen at the front end with his hand, and stretched out his hand to Mo Ranyi and said: "Senior brother, please!"

Mo Ran stood in front of everyone, and saw that their eyes were full of energy, and they were all talents carefully selected by the master.

Thinking of these people as his own team to build the sect, he had infinite confidence, "Okay! Senior brother, I said you remember!"

"The concept of five blessings is shown by the mandate of heaven, and the mountain gate is opened to recruit talents. The first generation of disciples in the Guanzhong are all listed here, in order to show all the disciples. ”

"Contemplating the Lord, Mo Ran, the power of the good earth spirit, turning the world upside down, peeking into the heavens, omnipotent. ”

"Uh, brother, write like that, okay?"

Mo Ran snorted coldly and interrupted Mo Yan's questioning, "Just write like this!"

"Hey, okay!"

"Second disciple, Mo Mad, born with brute strength, fierce personality, good at using a huge kitchen knife, cutting people and cooking!"

"You~ deceive people too much. As soon as Mo Madness heard that his blade was said to be a kitchen knife, and his personality was not good enough, he was immediately dissatisfied, and he blew his beard angrily and glared, and he wanted to find Mo Ran desperately.

"Second Senior Brother, calm down!"

Seeing that Mo Ran was about to go crazy, Mo Ran secretly moved a small step back, and said to Mo angrily: "Senior brother, change and change!" Mo Mad, born with brute strength, brave and resolute temperament, good at using large blades, swallowing mountains and seas!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Xie praises!"

Talking about his ability is the way, not lying, Mo Mad's face turned cloudy and sunny, and he thanked Mo Ran for his salute.

Mo Ran nodded, and when he saw that he conveyed kindness, he put the recklessness that he was about to cut himself in the back of his mind, and then said in a deep voice: "Third disciple, Mo Yan, clever mind, hidden beads in his belly, good at making Qi Mei stick." A stick is out, and the demons are terrified!"

"Four disciples, Mo Jie, his fists are like thunder, fast as lightning, his iron fist dominates the world, and he never gives up!"

"Five disciples, don't be angry, the dragon in the water, the tiger on the land, the good three-pointed two-edged knife, the knife kills!"

"Six disciples, Mo Xiao, Pianpian Gongzi, unparalleled in the world. The jade fan will accompany me to the end of the world!"

"Seven disciples, Mo Qing, Dao Feng Immortal Bone, Sword Technique is light and smart, subduing demons and destroying demons to defend the right way!"

"The eighth disciple, Mo Han, was originally an emperor, his Dao heart broke through the red dust, the thunder pestle flew all over the sky, and he lost his soul and lost his heart!"

"Nine disciples, Xue Buyu, he was originally a guest in the mountains, the immortal root has existed since childhood, and the good teacher recruited him into the door one day, and he swore that he would not return without asking the immortal dao!"

"Ten disciples, Xue Meng, ditto. ”

"Uh, what do you mean by ditto?"

was waiting for the senior brother to brag about himself with anticipation, but when he waited for the same sentence, the angry big man was dissatisfied, and he jumped up to settle accounts with Mo Ran.

"Senior brother, calm down, calm down!"

Mo Mad's eyes were quick, he grabbed him, and then used his arms to hold him in his arms.

Xue Meng's eyes were like sharp blades, revealing a hint of coldness and staring at the somewhat panicked senior brother, "What are you doing? Believe it or not, I'm going to beat you now?"

Xue Meng in his arms was like a fierce horse, jumping endlessly, his eyes looked at Mo Ran fiercely, Mo Meng only felt that the huge force in his arms was bursting, and he hit his chest like a cracked stone, and he almost couldn't control it.

"Uh, rewrite!"

Mo Ran saw that his junior brother was like thunder, and hurriedly shouted to Mo Ran, who was standing in a daze: "Ten disciples, Xue Meng, a hero among people, a warrior among immortals, if he goes to the top of Qiong Tower one day, he will destroy all the unrighteous people in the world!"

"Humph!"

Xue Meng, who was struggling, pointed at Mo Ran with his hand, snorted coldly, stopped writhing, and turned his face to figure out what he meant, which sounded very pleasant.

Mo Ran, who calmed down the vicious development of the situation, flicked his shirt on his chest, and said with a straight face: "Eleventh disciple, Xiaohong! Phew! I will be called Mo Hong in the future! ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for your name!"

The round child, who had a pink face and was dressed in bright red, was overjoyed, and kowtowed to his senior brother again and again to thank him.

"Senior brother, you see?"

Mo Han handed Mo Ran the rice paper smeared with black circles in front of him with a look of disgust, asked him to take a look, and hurriedly retreated into the crowd.

"Yes, yes, Mo Han, put a big monument in the martial arts training ground and engrave these on the stone tablet to motivate the disciples. ”

"Yes!"

At the end of the ranking, everyone secretly read the evaluation that described themselves silently in their hearts, and they were very satisfied.

For a while, the atmosphere in the pavilion also became harmonious, and the gaze that looked at Senior Brother Mo Ran was also a little more respectful, and he secretly admired in his heart, it is not a loss to be a senior brother, it is indeed a profound and resourceful Dao!