Nine Suns Soulless

Chapter 125
The grandstand made of neatly piled granite is built in a square shape, and there are strange runes engraved on it.

Under the effect of those runes, the entire stand exudes a strong coercion, making it seem like a place of majesty, where no one is allowed to offend.

But at this moment, with the arrival of four elders, the stand was even more domineering.

Of the four elders, Motian only knew Luo Yiyi.

Besides Luo Yiyi, there was also a big man with a beard, a senile old man, and a fat man.

The old man was holding a dragon-headed cane, and was wearing an ordinary gray robe. The wrinkles on his face were deeply visible, like a piece of dry old bark, and even his eyes were cloudy and lifeless. He is a powerful soul celestial master, but he is more like a dying person.

Beside him, the fat elder has a big belly, looks red and radiant, with fat hair and ears.

And these four people sat on both sides of the top five seats, leaving the middle seat vacant.

Luo Yiyi glanced at Mo Tian in the crowd, then moved to Miao Weixi, and smiled at the latter.

The other three also glanced at the disciples and nodded from time to time.

After all, these disciples on the field are the future of Xinghe Branch.

It will be very interesting to see if you can find a few materials that can be made in it.

It's like discovering a treasure.

Seeing that none of the four elders spoke, the disciples below couldn't help discussing in a low voice.

"Every time in the Xinghe Grand Competition, we can see many elders appearing. The four elders who came out this time are the ones who show up most often in our Xinghe Academy."

"I think Elder Qiu is the most domineering among them. The beard on his face has a personality."

"I still like Elder Luo a little bit, she looks so beautiful, like a goddess."

"Be quiet."

"Don't tell me, among the elders, Elder Yu is the most mysterious. He looks like an ordinary old man, but with this strength, he is known as the top three existence among the elders."

"That's right, Elder Yu is the oldest elder in our Galaxy branch."

"Hey, hey, don't look down on the fat man, I just think that the fat elder, oh no, is the most amiable elder Han."

"..."

Standing in the crowd, Mo Tian quietly listened to the discussions of the disciples around him.

For a while, he really distinguished the other three elders.

That middle-aged man with a beard was obviously Elder Qiu;
The old man with a senile appearance is Elder Yu;
As for the fat man, it is naturally Elder Han.

It's just that Mo Tian was not familiar with these three people, so he lost interest after looking at them casually.

"Hey, there is no one sitting in the middle seat. I wonder which elder it will be?"

"I don't know. In the past, five elders came together."

"Yeah, if you don't tell me, I haven't noticed yet."

Soon, people's attention was drawn to those elders.

After all, these elders are all powerful soul masters, each of them is at least at the twelfth floor level, and they are resounding existences within a thousand miles of Lingtian City.

On weekdays, it is very difficult to meet one elder, but now I see four at once, can we not discuss it?

After leaving the academy, this is the capital of bragging.

"Brother Mo, the four elders above, from left to right, are Elder Yu Qian, Elder Qiu Junke, Elder Luo Yiyi, and Elder Han Chang." Zhuge Wudi introduced Mo Tian in a low voice. He believed that, Except for Luo Yiyi, Mo Tian definitely didn't know the other three elders.

Sure enough, right after the introduction, Zhuge Wudi saw Mo Tian nodded slightly.

He couldn't help but smile silently.

"Senior Brother Mo doesn't care about all kinds of news. I'm afraid the road ahead will be full of dangers, right? But..."

Zhuge Wudi hesitated for a moment.

"However, Brother Mo's cultivation speed is really so fast that I can only look up to him. In the eyes of a genius like him, maybe everything he sees is not worth paying attention to at all?"

"His vision, I'm afraid he has put it on another level, so he doesn't care about it."

Zhuge Wudi didn't know if his guess was right.

but!

He believed in some of his hunches very much.

Motian's future stage will definitely not be limited to this small Great Xia Dynasty, but will move towards a broader stage.

Perhaps the entire Xuanhun Continent will be Mo Tian's stage.

However, Zhuge Wudi didn't think too far.

Although the world of the soul celestial master is noble, it is also extremely dangerous. Whether he can live to see the sun the next day is often unknown.

So, what do you think about so much?
It's better to live every day in front of you first, this is the business.

Zhuge Wudi didn't know, Motian was just too lazy to inquire about these gossips.

Anyway, just know what you should know.

It doesn't matter, just let it go.

If you have the leisure and ambition to inquire about these, it is better to practice hard, which is more meaningful.

Of course, when there is nothing to do, Mo Tian will also check it out casually.

He's not the kind of person who keeps his ears shut.

Just, a little lazy.

"By the way, Junior Brother Zhuge, have you noticed that the disciples in the Yuexing Pavilion basically rarely wear college costumes?" Motian looked at Zhuge Wudi strangely.

"Senior Brother Mo doesn't know that after entering the Yuexing Pavilion, you don't need to wear the school uniform anymore." Zhuge Wudi said.

"Why?" Mo Tian was a little puzzled.

"This has something to do with the school's rules. It is rumored that 300 years ago, the headmaster of the previous generation made this rule, saying that elite disciples should not be so strictly restricted, and it would be good to let them grow naturally. Therefore, this academy You don’t need to wear uniform clothes.” Zhuge Wudi explained.

Mo Tian suddenly realized and nodded.

He always felt a little strange.

Why are the disciples of Wang Xing Hall and Ji Xing Hall all wearing college costumes, but the disciples of Yue Xing Pavilion are not?

After a long time, it turned out to be the case.

Forget it, never mind.

While Mo Tian was thinking boredly, the four elders in the stands suddenly stood up and looked in the same direction at the same time.

For a moment, Mu Feng, Miao Weixi and other ten people who were sitting on the chairs also got up, with solemn and respectful expressions on their faces.

Afterwards, the thousands of college disciples in the square all followed suit and looked up.

whoosh...

A stream of blue light rushed towards it, like a shocking blue rainbow.

The streamer flew down to the chair in the middle of the stand, and then turned into a middle-aged man in blue clothes standing with his hands behind his back, looking somewhat refined.

At this time, Yu Qian, Luo Yiyi and other four elders took the lead in bowing and saluting.

"See Dean Mo!"

(End of this chapter)