Immemorial War God

Before even reaching the Warrior Pavilion, he saw the Master Liao anxiously walking out. Mo Feng called out to the Master Liao and stopped in his tracks, staring at Mo Feng blankly.    

"Mo Feng, where have you been these past few days? "Where did he go?" Master Liao walked in front of Mo Feng and asked with concern. Ever since the incident with the Shui Clan, Ran Mingshi had said that they had nothing to do with each other, and he was constantly worrying about Mo Feng's safety, just that he was too busy to take into account of it at the moment, and when he came back to his senses, Mo Feng was no longer there.    

"I went around for a bit." Mo Feng smiled as he shook his head, feeling slightly warm in his heart.    

"Master Liao, where are you going?"    

"There's something I need to do." Master Liao said with an irritated look on his face.    

"What can I do for you?"    

"I want you to forge a battle-ax for me." Mo Feng said.    

"Forging a battle axe?" Master Liao was startled, and then immediately glared at Mo Feng:    

"Is the battle axe broken?"    

Mo Feng nodded his head, the Master Liao was speechless.    

"What did this brat do?" As he thought of this, he became speechless once more.    

"Are you in a hurry?" The Master Liao asked after pondering for a while.    

"It's urgent."    

Master Liao shook his head and said:    

"Mo Feng, I'm afraid that I temporarily cannot help you with this, there have been too many things going on."    

"Fine." Mo Feng did not force him. Master Liao was not there to specifically serve him, he could not just stop him from doing things.    

Master Liao glanced at Mo Feng apologetically, turned his eyes, and suddenly raised his brows.    

"Mo Feng, how about you do me a favor? I can refine it for you in two days."    

"What kind of help?" Mo Feng looked at Master Liao with interest. He was curious, why would Master Liao not need his disciples to help him?    

"Old man Xuan went out recently to help me find a refining material, but I promised to help him give his disciple a lesson. I'm not free, if you can help me with a lesson, then I'll be able to help you forge a battle-ax after I finish this task."    

"Class?" A strange expression appeared on Mo Feng's face. It was all thanks to old man Liao who thought of a way to get him to help him in his lessons.    

"Scared?" The Master Liao curled his lips and patted Mo Feng's shoulders.    

"Mo Feng, what are you afraid of? I believe in your strength, in terms of theoretical knowledge, you probably know more than us old fogeys. It's not like I'm asking you to refine a Starry Elemental Treasure, what are you afraid of."    

Mo Feng's mouth twitched. He's afraid? It was just a single lesson, but in his previous life, he had taught millions of people to listen attentively, and he was afraid of teaching these few disciples.    

"Fine." Mo Feng nodded his head, the Master Liao nodded his head and smiled, with a look of agreement, he turned and took out a gold plate and gave it to Mo Feng.    

"The lecture will be held at the Ocean Proclamation Palace tonight. Take this token and no one will come and bother you."    

Mo Feng nodded his head, Master Liao instantly felt relaxed, and turned to leave.    

"This guy …" Mo Feng looked at Master Liao's back and smiled as he shook his head.    

Since it was still night, Mo Feng would first return to the cave to cultivate, and then break through to the third level of stellar state.    

When night fell, Mo Feng opened his eyes and left the cave, walking towards the Ocean Proclamation Palace.    

The Mysterious Sea Pavilion is a place for disciples to impart knowledge and learn all kinds of knowledge. People will be able to impart knowledge about cultivation, pill forging, equipment forging, and so on.    

This lecture was given by old man Xuan to a few apprentice refiners. He had not arranged for a meeting at the Warrior Pavilion, but had instead gone to the Ocean Proclamation Palace.    

"We're here."    

After walking for half an hour, Mo Feng stopped in front of a grand hall that was five stories high, and strode inside.    

"I heard that Mo Feng went out to gain experience, and he actually came back alive. He's really lucky."    

"Do you guys know that this time, Mo Feng returned to the sect with the Zou elder personally!"    

"What?"    

Everyone was discussing softly, and were extremely surprised to hear that Mo Feng was the one to escort him back.    

Mo Feng did not bother with them and went straight to the third floor. The third floor was devoted to the teaching of equipment forging, and Old Man Xuan's lecture was arranged to be held here.    

There were several rooms on the third floor. Each room had a notice board that indicated who had taught the class.    

"It's old man Xuan's." He found old man Xuan's teaching room and slowly pushed the door open. There were over a hundred people sitting in the room, and they all turned to look at him when they heard the commotion. There were men and women, all young faces, but most of them were older than him.    

"Mo Feng?"    

The hundred or so people that saw Mo Feng were all startled, and then, expressions of playfulness and curiosity appeared on their faces. Most of them had just entered the sect, and were extremely curious about Mo Feng who was an influential figure like his.    

"Mo Feng, what are you standing there for? If you want to attend class, quickly find a seat and sit down, or else, scram!" A young man shouted, and everyone began to laugh.    

The corner of Mo Feng's mouth raised into a smile. As a teacher, it was easy for him to encounter thorns.    

As he slowly walked into the room, the scolding young man sneered and winked at them. Those people understood, as the few empty seats around were all destroyed!    

"Just stand and listen." The young man looked at them and sneered in his heart, he quietly looked at Mo Feng, only to see Mo Feng walking straight up to the stage, his expression frozen for a moment, causing everyone's expressions to change.    

Mo Feng walked to the front of the stage and slowly sat down, looking down at everyone.    

"Sit, sit down!" Everyone's eyes were round and filled with disbelief. This was a lecturer's seat, only Master Xuan had the qualifications to sit, yet Mo Feng had actually sat down so naturally!    

"Mo Feng, how dare you!" The young man stood up angrily and shouted,    

"How can you sit there? Get the hell down!"    

"Mo Feng, are you courting death?"    

When Mo Feng sat down, it instantly aroused the anger of the crowd. An average talent sitting in the instructor's position, it was not only blaspheming Master Xuan, but it was also an insult to all of them!    

"All of you, sit down!" Mo Feng's expression turned solemn as he roared. The crowd was stunned for a moment before becoming even angrier. How dare he ask them to sit down?    

"Mo Feng, get the hell down here!"    

"You're dead meat when Master Xuan comes!"    

Everyone was scolding, and anyone could sit, but Mo Feng could not sit in this position!    

Mo Feng laughed coldly, turned and took out his order badge.    

"What's that?"    

Everyone was stunned and upon closer inspection, they saw a large word engraved on the token — Teacher!    

"Lecturer's order!"    

The lecturer's order represented a lecturer. If one wanted to teach at the Hall of Announcements, not only did they need a strong cultivation base, but they also needed a professional ability to explain themselves. Being a lecturer to others was not just for show, some Elders with short tempers and no patience were not allowed to lecture without the lecturer's order.    

With this lecturer's order, regardless of the identity of the possessor, he would be a noble and respected lecturer.