"From now on, she will be my last disciple, Yan Xiaomo, Mo Han."
Mo Han stood tall on the main seat of the hall, gazing at the gods below, exuding the aura of a king without concealing it.
When Mo Han said what he said, everyone in the audience was in an uproar and looked at Mo Han in disbelief.
This woman turned out to be the last disciple that Mo Han accepted, which means that Mo Han will not accept any more disciples in the future.
"Well, what do you think, Master?
You don't plan to accept a disciple in the future?
I still want that useless guy in my family to worship Mo Han as his teacher."
"Since they are incompetent, Master will look down upon them.
Not everyone will be accepted as a disciple by Master."
Lingfeng crossed his arms and couldn't help but sneered when he heard these words.
It was really ridiculous.
Do you really think that you will accept Master Mo Han just as a person?
These people think that becoming a disciple is easy.
Even though he is not Master Mo Han's disciple, he is at best a disciple of Master Mo Han.
There are only three disciples taught by Master Mo Han himself.
Which of the three disciples is not known to the entire heaven?
However, one of them had already lost his soul and disobeyed his master, and was personally dealt with by Master Mo Han.
That matter has been in the past for too long, and no one in the heaven will mention it.
He didn't expect Master Mo Han to accept a mortal woman as his disciple, which was really surprising.
"You" the man originally wanted to refute, but when he turned around and saw that the person who answered him was a disciple of Master Mo Han, he had no choice but to shut up.
No matter which sect in this world can tolerate it, only the people under Master Mo Han have to endure it.
Lingfeng crossed his hands across his chest and snorted coldly, showing no fear at all.
Yan Xiaomo knelt on the ground and accepted the necklace that Master Mo Han put on her.
This necklace was very unique and beautiful, and it looked even better when worn on her body.
"Thank you, Master."
Yan Xiaomo raised his hands respectfully and said to Master Mo Han.
There was no joy or other feeling in her heart.
"You should call the master now."
Qing Mo, who was watching silently from the side, reminded Yan Xiaomo with a smile.
Hearing the man's voice, Yan Xiaomo turned around and glanced at the man.
The man's smile was really prettier than the woman's.
After changing his thoughts, Yan Xiaomo raised his head, glanced at Mo Han, and said slowly: "Master."
Things in the main hall don't take long, it's just a process, letting many people in the immortal world know that she is Master Mo Han's disciple.
"Master, why do I call you Master?
They call you Master?"
After the apprenticeship ceremony was over, Yan Xiaomo walked behind Qing Mo and Mo Han.
Everyone he met along the way called Mo Han his master.
He couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart.
Those are all disciples of Mo Han's sect.
What do they call them?
The law is different from what I call it.
Mo Han didn't speak, as if he didn't hear Yan Xiaomo's question, and walked silently.
"Because you are Mo Hanzao's disciple, not Mo Hanzao's disciple.
There is still a big difference between you and the disciple."
Qing Mo explained to Yan Xiaomo, his eyes wandered over Yan Xiaomo for a while, and finally moved away, his eyes lingering on Mo Han seemingly absentmindedly.
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After Qing Mo said this, Yan Xiaomo seemed to understand.
"Am I in a higher position than ordinary disciples?"
Yan Xiaomo asked expectantly.
If that's the case, it's very nice. oshow7: