As one of the four major families in Jiangcheng, the Mo family's year-end clan ratio naturally attracted many people to watch the ceremony.

Whether the thoughts of the people who came to watch the ceremony were to explore the reality of the Mo family, or to really get closer to the Mo family, for the Mo family, they were all guests, as long as the other party's identity was enough, they would naturally treat them with courtesy and warmly welcome.

In addition to many scattered cultivation alliances and well-known Fu cultivation families in Jiangcheng, the other three families of the four major families in Jiangcheng all sent people to come, and the people who came were not of low level, they were all Yuanli Realm cultivators, and among them, the Zhang family even dispatched their great elder Zhang Qing.

Zhang Qing sat very close to Mo Fang, he was of high seniority, but his life was short and shriveled, and he looked a little obscene.

He smiled strangely and said: "I heard that the first place in the core disciple clan comparison this time, your Mo family will have a kind, I look at this group of disciples, all of them are full of mental power, I think today's clan competition will be very exciting!"

Mo Fang smiled faintly, stroked his beard lightly, and said, "Whether it is wonderful or not will be known later!"

"Second brother, I see that your Zhe'er looks good today, is you sure of winning the championship?" Mo Fang looked at Mo Leng.

Mo Leng got up, a hint of smugness flashed on his cold face, and said: "Zhe'er has gained a lot from going to Mount Meru this time, and he is full of confidence in this clan comparison!"

"Good!" Mo Fang chuckled, a hint of relief on his face.

Elder Mo Hong on the side said: "The competition is very fierce this time, there are as many as five disciples in the sub-thinking period, and there are a few other disciples who have not divided their minds and cultivated, but they are full of mental power, maybe there will be dark horses to kill!"

"Elder Hong, the gap in cultivation cannot be made up through telekinesis, I dare to guarantee that the first place in this clan competition must be one of these five sub-nuncy disciples!" Mo Long, the Great Elder of the Mo Family, interjected.

"Haha, interesting, interesting!" Zhang Qingda, the elder of the Zhang family, said with a strange smile, he deliberately raised his voice, and said in a very strange tone: "Brother Mo Long, since you are so arbitrary, my brother will gamble with you."

I heard that the Mo family has produced a genius monk......"

He stretched out his voice, and suddenly, his eyes swept to Mo Ding, who was in the position of archdeacon, "Mo Ding, I heard that one of your sons is abolished, and you have a great new son, why is it?

Mo Ding frowned, suddenly turned his head to look at Zhang Qing, and snorted: "Elder Qing, you are a guest today, I will give you some face." Don't think I'm afraid of you!"

"Boom!" Zhang Qing laughed a few times and said, "Okay! Just say this to you Mo San, I will bet on your son to win!" He turned his head to look at Li and Wang Qiuhuan and Wang Shoushan of the Li and Wang families next to him.

"Are you two interested in gambling! Mo San gave birth to a great son, let's come together to light the lottery, it can be regarded as congratulations!"

Zhang Qing said this, and the high platform was immediately silent, and everyone could hear it, Zhang Qing was saying the opposite, gambling is fake, and playing on the topic is true.

Mo Ding's face was extremely ugly, but Zhang Qing did not let him go, he struck while the iron was hot and said: "Mo Laoer, you said that your son is full of confidence, I don't think it maybe!

Mo Leng's face changed, and he said, "Elder Qing, do you want to bet with me?" Okay! I'll bet with you!" Mo Leng waved his hand, and several alienated primordial stones were suspended in front of him, "Elder Qing, how about my little bit of color? Can I get into your eyes?"

"Zhang Qing, don't sow discord! On the ground of my Mo family today, is it possible that you still want to make trouble?" Mo Ding said coldly, and the Yuan Force Law appeared behind him, obviously, he endured it to the extreme.

"Boom!" Zhang Qing laughed dryly, "Mo Laosan, what's the matter? You don't have confidence in yourself, right? Your son, I have more confidence than you, this is a little strange, it can't be the wrong species, right?"

"You ......" Mo Ding made a lightning move, and huge yuan force fluctuations emanated from him.

"Cough!" A light cough was not loud, but this cough made all fluctuations in the void invisible, and Mo Fang's deep voice sounded at this time, "Brother Zhang Qing's vision has always been accurate, since this is the case, the old man will bet with you!"

As soon as Mo Fang spoke, all eyes locked on him, even Zhang Qing!

Mo let go and waved, and two light clusters appeared in front of him, which were two "Yuanli Seeds" the size of goose eggs.

Yuanli seeds are a treasure to monks, especially to Yuanli realm monks! Often, only one out of a hundred Yuan Stones will contain seeds, and the seeds vary in size, like the goose egg-sized seeds displayed by Mo Fang, which are even rarer.

Zhang Qing's triangular eyes turned again and again, don't let go of such a heavy bet, where does he dare to bet?

He was talking the opposite just now, but now he couldn't get off the stage, Mo Fang smiled faintly, and said, "What's the matter? Brother Zhang Qing!

"Okay, let's change the gambling method, the third son Yan'er and the second son Zhe'er, you choose one of the two, you can choose whoever you like. If your chosen one wins, those two seeds will be yours!"

"Ah......h

Everyone was taken aback, no one expected that Mo Fang would change his gambling method like this, everyone knew that Mo Zhe was a big favorite, and he also made Zhang Qing regret it?

Even Mo Ding frowned secretly, feeling very breathless in his heart, Mo Ding had carefully observed Mo Zhe just now, and he actually sensed the existence of divine thoughts in Mo Zhe's body, compared to this, Mo Yan's cultivation was obviously not enough.

Zhang Qing's triangular eyes were erratic, and the expression on his face was constantly changing, two Yuan Force seeds, and one of them was a yellow alienation seed, such a temptation was difficult to resist.

"Patriarch Mo, since you are so generous, then I will choose Mo Zhe!" he stretched out his hand and pointed to the audience, pointing to the place where Mo Zhe was standing, "It's him!"

It is not a gentleman's doing, but in the face of interests, who has scruples?

After all, in the cruel world of monks, resources are too precious, and Zhang Qing can't resist the temptation of Mo Fang.

"In order to fight for a breath, he actually took two Yuan Force Seeds to fight for water, Patriarch Mo is really atmospheric!"

"Yes, that Mo Zhe is a god cultivator, standing in this group of children is like standing out from the crowd, these two Yuan Force seeds are simply given away for nothing! Zhang Qing really picked up a big bargain!"

"This kind of cheap Zhang Qing can pick up, who can have his thick skin in the ordinary people?"

"Shh......h Don't have your head, be careful to let him hear, he's a ruthless character who doesn't recognize his relatives. ”

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"Huh, which one is that Mo Yan?"

"What? It's not even a disciple of Fennian? Patriarch Mo is making a big joke!"

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"Is that Mo Yan Mo Sanshao's son? Hey, Mo Sanshao used to have a good son, but it's a pity...... This kid can't compare to that!"

"Yes, you see that Mo Sanshao is such a strong person who doesn't speak, obviously he has no confidence! Patriarch Mo took two Yuan Force seeds, but he was saving face with him!"

Everyone was talking, Mo Fang kept smiling, he and Zhang Qing bet, and the middleman was Li Qiuhuan, the elder of the Li family.

Mo magnified the two Yuan Force Seeds to Li Qiuhuan, but Zhang Qing couldn't take out the same level of bets, Mo Fang waved his hand indifferently, and said, "It's okay, just write it down, I can trust Elder Zhang Qing's character!"

"Third child! Dad, all this is to earn face with you. Mo Leng said with a smile, his eyes couldn't help but look at the two shining Yuan Force seeds placed in front of Li Qiuhuan, and his eyes showed regret.

Mo Ding's face was ugly, and at this moment, he glanced at the fighting talisman field below, and saw that Mo Yan was waving his fist and pointing at Mo Zhe from afar, with words in his mouth, it was not a good word at first glance, it was clearly a naked provocation.

Mo Ding's heart warmed, and his heart changed instantly, "Yan'er is not discouraged in the face of a strong opponent, he has such courage, is it possible that he can't give him a little confidence?"

"Second child, don't say it too early! It's just a gamble, the outcome is unknown, and I don't know who my father is earning face with!" Mo Ding said lightly, with a cold face.