Seeing the red-robed deacon gradually leaving with Mo Hui, Su Yinghai showed a look of wanting to speak but stopping.

After all, he has not yet achieved any benefit.

I originally recommended Mo Hui to the General Hall of the Wuhun Hall to get some rewards, but now the rewards have not been received yet.

But he didn't dare to stop them. They were going to see the pope, so he couldn't stop him.

So he had to stay here alone and wait.

He felt that the deacon should not forget his contribution.

Under the leadership of the Red Robe Deacon, Mo Hui quickly came to a hall.

This is the Pope's Hall in the Martial Spirit Hall. This palace is magnificent and solemn. Sitting in the middle of the hall is the current Pope, Qianxunji.

"Master Pope."

The red-robed deacon bowed to Qianxunji and said.

"What's the matter?"

Qian Xunji only said two words to respond, showing the power of the Pope.

"Mr. Is the Pope, my subordinates just discovered a talented person who wanted to introduce him to the Pope." said the Red-robed Deacon.

"oh?"

"Who is so talented that I need to recommend me?" Qianxun asked.

He was quite interested in this. After all, he had already taken a disciple with a person with innate soul power or twin martial souls, which is well known to everyone in the Martial Soul Palace.

He already had such a talented apprentice, and someone even recommended talents to him, so he was a little curious.

But he was just a little curious. After all, he already had an apprentice. Unless this person is really excellent, he would not accept it again.

"Mr. Is the Pope, it's this little kid around me."

"He is the innate soul power." The red-robed deacon replied.

"oh."

After hearing his answer, Qian Xunji didn't care much. Although the innate soul power was rare, it was not a small number. There were several in his martial soul hall.

Therefore, the innate full soul power was not enough to catch his eye. He accepted the disciple. In addition to her innate full soul power, it was mainly because she was a twin martial soul, and each martial soul was relatively top-notch.

"Mr. Pope, his martial soul is a brush that can turn the drawing into real objects."

The red-robed deacon naturally knew that Qian Xunji looked down on a mere innate soul power, so he added.

"oh?"

"This martial soul is indeed very unique."

Qianxunji said undeniably.

The ability to materialize non-existent things is indeed unique, and looking at the entire martial soul continent may not necessarily have one.

But just being unique is not enough to arouse his interest. The key is to see if it is useful.

Even if your martial soul is unique, if it is useless, it is a useless martial soul.

For example, if you awaken a martial soul attack method, it is unique enough, but what's the use? Can you use the stool to make a titled Douluo so disgusting?

"What's his name?" Qianxun asked.

He has already begun to collect.

This kind of martial soul will definitely become very powerful when it grows up. If it cannot be accepted by the martial soul palace, it will definitely be a big loss, so he wants to cultivate Mo Hui.

"Mr. Muslim, his name is Mohui."

"Well, I understand." Qianxunji replied.

"Mo Hui, right? Show me your martial soul." Qian Xunji said to Mo Hui.

"oh."

Mo Hui responded simply, after all, he is a modern person, and Mo Hui has no hierarchical concept.

However, when the red-robed deacon next to him heard Mo Ai talk to Qian Xunji like this, he was frightened and sweated.

Fortunately, Chihiroji didn't care. After all, Mo Hui looked like a child. Although her mental age may be tens of years old, Chihiroji didn't know.

Mo Hui didn't care about other people's reactions and directly began to summon his martial soul. A brush gradually appeared in front of everyone.

Qian Xunji was a little confused when he saw the martial soul brush painted by Mo.

He looked at the brushes painted ink and the usual ones, and he was a little unbelievable that this martial soul would have that ability.

"You show me the power of martial souls."

Qian Xunji thought it would be better to let the ink painting show it directly, so that he could eliminate his doubts.

"Uh, do you have to be now?" Mo Hui asked.

To be honest, he doesn't want to draw now, especially in front of so many people, because what he paints is so bad.

"Yes, let me see now." Qian Xunji said in an undeniable tone.

"All right."

There was no way to paint ink, so I had to draw one casually.

As the ink painting brush falls, the things in the painting gradually turn into entities and fall in front of the ink painting.

Qianxunji used his soul power to suck that thing to him and looked carefully.

"It's really strange. This martial soul can actually materialize the drawings, and I can't see any clues. It's exactly the same as it is."

After seeing it, Qianxunji couldn't help but exclaim.

He was a titled Douluo, and he couldn't even see the difference between this thing that turned from a painting and it was really incredible, but it also shows the power of Mo Hui's martial soul ability.

"Yes, this child's future is immeasurable!" Qian Xunji sighed.

"God blessed me with the Spirit Hall, and I actually got such a genius."

Qianxunji was very satisfied with Mo Hui. Although he had accepted an apprentice, he didn't mind accepting Mo Hui again.

As the Pope of the Spirit Hall, of course he would not refuse a genius to join the Spirit Hall, or even become his apprentice.

"Mo Hui, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?" Qianxun asked.

Mo Hui felt a little sad when he heard this. He knew that he could not escape.

Can he refuse? The answer is obviously no.

He felt that if he refused, he might not be able to get out of the hall.

"I do."

Then Mo Hui gave a ceremony to apprenticeship.

There was no choice but to compromise for the time being, although he really didn't want to be accepted by Qianxunji.

"Okay, then I will be your master from now on." Qianxunji said.

He was naturally very happy to have accepted two genius disciples in a row.

"Deacon Liao, you recommend meritoriously. How do you think I should reward you?"

After successfully accepting the disciples, Qianxunji said to the red-robed deacon.

"It is my duty to do my best to the Wuhun Palace, how dare I seek rewards with this?"

Deacon Liao was naturally a person who was well aware of the rules in the Wuhun Hall circle, so he pretended to refuse.

"Well, Deacon Liao did his best to my Wuhun Palace, and is a role model for everyone. Everyone should learn more." Qianxunji praised.

Deacon Liao felt complacent when he heard this.

"Since Deacon Liao insisted on not accepting the reward, I had to give up." Qian Xunji continued.

After hearing this, Deacon Liao felt uneasy in his heart.

"No, the script shouldn't be like this!" Deacon Liao said in confusion.

"Okay, you go back first, I'm going to arrange some ink painting."

Qianxunji did not give him a chance to repent and directly let him leave.
Chapter completed!