Mu Yi couldn't help but admired that because he had just prepared, the illusion magic had no effect on Mu Yi, but it was really impressive to be able to perform the illusion without leaving any trace.
"It's so amazing. This is a natural talent."
Mu Ping was even more impressed.
"Master, what do you think of Sister Qingchan's illusion technique?"
Mu Ping suddenly looked at Mo Hai and asked.
"The illusion skills of the Dream Dragon Clan are unparalleled in the world, and I think Qingchan has the perfect Dream Dragon Clan bloodline. Once she reaches the Dragon King level and uses the Magic Dream Magic, even a high-level Tribulation Realm will be difficult for her to deal with.
"
Mo Hai said.
In his previous life, Mo Hai had seen the Magic of Dreams and knew how weird it was. Illusions and dreams were both techniques that affected the souls of people and monsters, but Magic of Dreams was more amazing than ordinary illusions.
The Dacheng Fantasy Dragon will emit a special smell. This is a smell that is the same as the surrounding air. It is difficult to detect. If a monk inhales the smell, his willpower will be affected. Once his willpower weakens, his soul will be destroyed.
The invasion of fantasy magic.
Of course, this is not the most powerful dream magic. Legend has it that once the most powerful dream magic is cast, it can ignore the rules and any defenses and directly penetrate into the opponent's soul. No matter how strong the soul power is, the soul of the monk will be destroyed without any scruples.
If the earth invades, you will also fall into temporary confusion.
In a fight between strong men, not to mention being temporarily confused, even if it takes one percent of the blink of an eye, the situation will be in crisis.
"Then Master, do you still lack disciples?"
Mu Ping blinked and asked with some expectancy.
"I actually rarely accept disciples anymore. Over the years, my real disciples can only be counted in the palm of my hand. In fact, the most important thing about accepting you as a disciple is not your talent."
Mo Hai said.
"what is that?"
Mu Ping asked curiously.
Mo Hai smiled and said nothing. He couldn't say that I accepted you as my disciple because my father and I were good friends in my previous life.
"Ping'er, the matter of recruiting disciples is all about chance. The fact that you are valued by Mr. Mo means that you and Mr. Mo are destined. There is no need to get to the bottom of this. As for Qingchan, her tribe has just encountered such a major disaster. She
It needs to be stabilized first, and we can talk about other things later."
Mu Yi said loudly, there is really nothing he can do about his daughter, it is too abrupt. Mr. Mo, no matter what his status, can accept you as his disciple, you are already lucky. As for Qingchan, although she is extremely talented,
But after all, he is a member of the Fantasy Dragon Clan, and Mr. Mo doesn't know much about him, so how could he easily accept him as his disciple.
"But Sister Qingchan is really powerful. I hope to practice with her in the future."
Mu Ping did not give up. She heard that Mo Hai's disciples could only be counted with one palm, and she hoped that Mo Hai would recruit more disciples. Otherwise, she would not have many brothers and sisters, which would be too boring.
"Ahem, Ping'er, let's forget about this matter. How could a master like Mr. Mo accept a disciple so easily? The reason why you are valued by Mr. Mo is because your righteous uncle and Mr. Mo are friends."
Mu Yi said in a deep voice.
Mu Ping's mouth moved, and he wanted to say something, but when he saw the look in his father's eyes, he could only swallow the words unwillingly.
"Sister Ping'er, thank you for your kindness. I actually already have a master."
Qingchan couldn't help but said.
"I also have a dragon master. It doesn't matter. I forgot to tell you. My master, Mr. Mo, is the strongest among the human monks."
Mu Ping said with a little pride.
Qingchan smiled awkwardly and naturally disagreed with Mu Ping's words. Just listen to the words of the strongest human monk.
"Actually, my master is also a human monk."
Qingchan said.
"Ah, Sister Qingchan, is your master also a human monk?
what's your name?"
Mu Ping was a little surprised.
Qingchan didn't want to say it at first, but when she saw everyone looking at her, she paused and had to bite the bullet and said, "My master's name is Liu Xueji."
"Luxue Ji?
Isn’t that the owner of Xuekong Villa?”
Long Houyi's face changed slightly, and he was a little surprised.
Xuekong Villa is definitely a top-notch force in the Zhongtian Territory. Although it is not as good as ancient families or sects like the Jun family, among the emerging powers, Xuekong Villa is definitely among the top ten.
Moreover, Lady Liuxue is a legendary figure with a reputation as a peerless genius. Coupled with her stunning beauty, the reputation of Xuekong Villa has been further enhanced.
Mo Hai also knows about Liu Xueji, and in the entire Lower Immortal Realm, no one, as long as they are monks, doesn't know about Liu Xueji.
Liu Xueji had already entered the Tribulation Realm a thousand years ago, and she was not yet a hundred years old at that time.
It didn't take a hundred years to successfully break through to the Tribulation Realm. Such a level of cultivation was unique in a holy land of cultivation such as Zhongtian Territory where geniuses abound. Even Mo Hai sincerely admired him.
But it is a pity that the Zhongtian Territory was in chaos later, and the major forces clashed constantly. Because the talents of Xuekong Villa were withered and the successors were weak, and Liu Xueji was cold and arrogant, with no backers or allies. In the end, under the joint siege of several super-first-class forces
He was killed, and Liu Xueji was seriously injured and disappeared.