"Join the Confucian school? I am now a disciple of the holy house. Do you want me to join the Confucian school? " When Qin Mo heard this, he said in doubt.

"The major forces in the small holy land are just the entry-level forces in our Wanfa continent. Their greatest value is to select talents for the major forces in our Wanfa continent. Therefore, we Confucians will send some people who are not qualified to be our disciples to experience!"

After a pause, Yang Qian continued: "even if you join tianwu temple, you can join our Confucian school at the same time. In sum, tianwu temple should belong to the alliance or subordinate force of our Confucian school!"

In this way, Qin Mo believed it. He was in the holy court, but he met a Confucian disciple!

"What if I don't?" Qin Mo said again.

"Qin Mo, you have killed several people of the Kong family. Even if I don't deal with you today, the people of the Kong family will not let you go. The best way for you is to join our Confucian school. In this way, with your talent, you can cultivate Haoran Zhengqi formula to the top level. Even the Kong family can't hurt you!"

"If I join the Confucian school, can I become the martial uncle of other disciples?" Qin Mo said suddenly.

"..." when Yang Qian heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "ha ha ha ha..."

"Is that funny?" Qin Mo said.

"Qin Mo, you are really an interesting person. Well, if you come to our Confucian school, I will give you a chance. As long as you can pass the test of our Confucian school, don't say you are martial uncle. Even if you ask them to call your Shizu, let me call your martial uncle!" Yang Qian said to Qin mo.

"Well, in that case, it's a deal!" Qin Mo said immediately.

Yang Qian will not know what price he will pay for what he said today!

Yang Qian also left with those Confucian disciples. Kong Wei was still in awe of Qin Mo, a young man who even the famous Fahai could push back. Moreover, Qin Mo was too young.

"Teacher, is this Qin Mo really our martial uncle?"

"Teacher, aren't you going to ask Qin Mo for our Haoran Zhengqi formula?"

"Teacher, what did you say just now?"

“……”

The surrounding Confucian disciples immediately began to talk about it.

"Well, you don't want to be curious any more. Let's leave here first. You will soon know the identity of Qin Mo!" Yang Qian said with a smile.

Wang Ze's face only smiles when he sees Qin Mo's safe return.

"Elder martial brother Qin Mo, it seems that we can continue to be together!" Ming Hua came over and said with a smile on his face.

Qin Mo thought that they would move separately just now. Unexpectedly, Fahai left in this way, which surprised Qin mo.

"Qin Mo, be careful. I don't think Hai will let it go like this. Although he didn't do anything to you today, I'm afraid it's not so simple after he arrived at the temple of famine!" Only Wang Ze said.

"I know, but I'm not afraid of him either. When I get to the temple of famine, who will fall, or it's unknown!" Qin Mo sneered.

In the next few days, there will be more and more strong people coming here, but no one can enter the temple in the sky. There is a layer of mysterious array around the temple to protect them. As long as they collide with each other, they will be torn to pieces.

So later, no one forced any more. They all waited here honestly.