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Chapter 72 The Demon Mirror

Before entering the main hall, he had already received two spiritual energy-level gifts, which made Ning Shaoyang feel very good about the headmaster's birthday.

——He didn’t know how valuable the gift Zhuge Mingzhu sent was, so he felt that he had taken a big advantage.

And this journey of receiving gifts is just the beginning.

After entering the main hall, I received dozens of gifts.

Some send spiritual weapons, some send elixirs, and some even send spiritual stones directly.

Those who are qualified to enter the main hall are all prominent figures in Tahoe Clan.

There weren't many people inside, just over a hundred people. Of course, there were also some juniors who were brought here by their teachers.

Those who are teachers must have the lowest cultivation level in the late stage of spiritual transformation. Not only must they reach this level, but they must also hold important positions in the sect, or be direct descendants of Fang Haoran. Only then can they be qualified to enter.

Come inside.

Otherwise, in the later stages of becoming a god, you can only stand outside the main hall.

With their status, these people can afford to give gifts.

Of course, the juniors they brought over also received gifts prepared by Zhuge Mingzhu, which were basically spiritual weapons.

What comes and goes.

It's just that what went out was the contents of Zhuge Mingzhu's storage ring, and what came in was Ning Shaoyang's storage ring.

So Ning Shaoyang was still in a rather excited mood.

People who have truly experienced poverty will be a little bit petty, and Ning Shaoyang is no exception.

He even had some doubts about whether what Yan Liang told him about many people in the sect's upper echelons being dissatisfied with Zhuge Mingzhu was true.

The people in this main hall are obviously the real high-level officials of Taohao Clan, but everyone seems to be harmonious and friendly, and there is no trace of dissatisfaction with Zhuge Mingzhu.

It's still a bit early now, and Fang Haoran, the birthday boy, has not yet appeared in the main hall. At present, there are only some people who come to celebrate his birthday and bring the juniors here to communicate.

This is a birthday for Fang Haoran, a day for the disciples in the sect to show their loyalty to him.

But for those who participate in this birthday, it is a place for communication and a place for younger generations to expand their connections.

Where the person who comes to celebrate his birthday stands determines which class he belongs to.

People of the same class are obviously more suitable for communication and more suitable for expanding their network of contacts.

After exchanging gifts, Ning Shaoyang discovered that Zhuge Mingzhu really didn't have much popularity here - her friendship with those people seemed to be limited to saying hello and exchanging gifts.

When those people chatted, they basically didn't bring Zhuge Mingzhu with them. Zhuge Mingzhu was obviously left out.

Near noon, someone finally came to talk to Zhuge Mingzhu. He was Mu He, the elder of the Buddhist Scripture Hall, and the apprentice of Zhuge Mingzhu's grandfather, Zhuge Qiancheng.

With such a connection, of course they have something to say.

When he came over, the two disciples who were welcoming guests in the main hall said loudly:

"Mu He, the elder of the Tibetan Scripture Hall, came to congratulate you."

There are only a few elder-level figures in the entire Taihao Sect. Even if the position of elder of the Sutra Collection Hall is the most laid-back among the elders, he is still an elder and should be treated with courtesy by the elders.

Ning Shaoyang turned around and finally saw a senior person he knew.

He has seen this old man before.

When I went to the Sutra Collection Hall to register, this old man appeared.

This time Mu He came and also prepared a gift for Ning Shaoyang:

"My child, the last time Mingzhu brought you here, I was not prepared at all and did not give you a meeting gift. This time, I am fully prepared for you."

He took out a small box and said:

"This is an ancient mirror I found in the ruins of an ancient battlefield when I was still in the realm of Nascent Soul. It's an ancient magic weapon. After being sacrificed and refined, it can reflect the true form of monsters.

Although it has no other use, it’s quite fun, so I’ll give it to you.”

When Zhuge Mingzhu heard the words "demon mirror", he couldn't help but froze for a moment, looked at Mu He, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something.

Mu He smiled and waved to her.

Zhuge Mingzhu didn't say anything, but his eye circles suddenly turned red.

He lowered his head, and when he raised it again, there was no expression on his face.

Of course, Ning Shaoyang didn't know the meaning of the demon mirror given to him by Elder Mu, but he did hear the word "magic weapon" clearly and clearly.

A magic weapon is something more advanced than a spiritual weapon.

The lowest-grade magic weapon is more advanced than the highest-grade spiritual weapon, and he understands this very well.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "As expected of an elder, worthy of someone who has an old relationship with the master, he is indeed generous in his actions."

Elder Mu was a magic weapon as soon as he made a move, which made him very fond of this old man, and he sincerely thanked him while accepting the gift.

Elder Mu was the first elder to come.

But he didn't bring his disciples here, which was a bit of a disadvantage in exchanging gifts.

However, for an elder of a sect, it doesn't matter if he suffers a little loss. He can fully afford this loss.

After he came, Zhuge Mingzhu no longer had anyone to talk to, as before, and the two people started their chat there.

Sometimes I just say some polite words and ask for help.

Sometimes their mouths don't even move, but it can be seen that they are communicating, and they should be saying things that are inconvenient for others to hear.

Ning Shaoyang noticed that Elder Mu turned his eyes to him several times. Sometimes there was some comfort and encouragement in life, which made him feel a little warm in his heart.

He heard Yan Liang say that this elder was old and might not be able to live for many more years.

Thinking of this, I felt a little sad.

After all, he was one of our own. If he died for the elder, his master would probably be in an even more difficult situation in this sect.

"Xu Xiao, the elder of the Weapon Refining Hall, is here to congratulate you!"

When Ning Shaoyang was thinking about something, he heard the two disciples walking at the door making such sounds again.

Another real big shot has arrived.

An old man came over.

Xu Xiao, the elder of the Weapon Refining Hall, is also in the peak state of God Transformation. Now he is similar to Mu He. His hair is gray and his blood has decayed. He will never be able to enter the realm of returning to the void again in this life.

Among the elders of the Sixth Hall of Taihao Clan, there are two who have not reached the realm of returning to the virtual world. One is Mu He and the other is him.

Ning Shaoyang heard Yan Liang say that this elder was extremely talented, but most of his energy was spent on refining weapons, which delayed his cultivation, so he did not enter the realm of returning to the void.

After Xu Xiao came in, many people in the main hall stood up to greet him, including Mu He.

But Zhuge Mingzhu didn't and continued to sit there, as if he didn't see it.
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