Everyone has chosen the demon clan, who would still practice seriously?

The other noble families who were watching frowned when they saw Ren Yi pointing his spearhead at the Feng Cheng family again.

Fengcheng Liujun is the patriarch of the Fengcheng family. His cultivation has reached the peak of the sixth level, which is the realm of Demon Lord.

Once you enter the seventh level, you will be second only to the palace master.

He is a man of integrity and has ruled the ninth level of the Abyssal Sea for decades, with countless disciples under him.

The only stain on Feng Chengliu Jun is probably his son.

As his son, Fengcheng Chu Yang had no talent for cultivation and had only barely cultivated to the initial stage of the second realm.

He walks the cat and beats the dog all day long, causing trouble everywhere.

Ren Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled, then turned to look at Feng Cheng Chu Yang, who had a complicated expression on his face.

Chu Yang, who was sealing the city, had a worried look on his face. Among their thirty people, two had already sworn an oath to the saint, and it had caused a huge mess.

She asked Zharshi for him, and asked Wuya for his aunt.

What did he have to offer her?

Ren Yi said calmly: "I want your hand."

Chu Yang was stunned, but obediently stretched out his hand in front of her.

Ren Yi reached out and grabbed his arm, placing three fingers of his right hand on his pulse.

Feng Chengliu Jun's expression suddenly changed, and he stretched out his hand to grab Ren Yi.

Feng Chengliu's army suddenly launched an attack and stood so close that no one had time to react.

But when the big hand was about to grab her, she moved her feet and flashed to the other side like lightning.

"Chief Fengcheng, why are you so anxious?"

Feng Chengliu Jun frowned and was about to take action again, but Alan Wangsu had already stood in front of him.

The Xuanshuang sword, which had not been unsheathed for many years, pointed diagonally at the ground, and the eyes that were always gentle in the past now revealed a hint of coldness.

The sudden scene startled everyone.

He let go of Chu Yang's wrist and said bluntly: "You were born with one more magic vein than ordinary people."

"When practicing, it will be several times faster than ordinary people."

Chu Yang stared at Ren Yi blankly, simply unable to believe what Ren Yi said.

"Saint, are you mistaken? I am only at the initial stage of the third realm."

"Then you should ask your good father. He used his magic power to seal three of your meridians. You are so lucky to be able to survive under such circumstances."

"Of course, if you don't solve it, you will only have one or two years left to live."

"What?!" Chu Yang subconsciously turned his head to look at Feng Cheng Liu Jun, "Dad sealed my magic veins?"

"Nonsense!" Feng Chengliu Jun's eyes were blazing with fire, "He is my son, how could I do this?"

Ren Yi sneered: "Of course it's because you are not his only son. He had another son outside without your mother's knowledge. Only by sealing your magic veins can we give him all the cultivation resources openly."

"Oh, by the way, you also know that youngest son. He is the youngest disciple of the Fengcheng family master."

Chu Yang was struck by lightning. All the puzzles that had puzzled him in the past finally had answers.

While Feng Cheng Liu Jun scolded him for bringing shame to the family, he gave all of his treasures, magic weapons, and elixirs to his junior brother.

He also said it was a lesson for him.

His mother's family ruled Qianyuan Sea for hundreds of years, but because of him, his father thought that he was a spoiled child and took away the ruling rights of Qianyuan Sea.

The mother thought that handing over Qian Yuanhai would help him suffer less scolding from his father, so she handed him over.

Qianyuan Sea produces countless high-quality Kun crystals every year. Mastering Qianyuan Sea is equivalent to having an endless supply of cultivation resources.

That's it!

That's it!

Chu Yang suddenly raised his head and laughed out loud, tears welling up in his eyes as he laughed.

Wu Ya and She Xiao looked at his painful appearance and were equally angry.

The other monks took a deep breath.

When he looked at Feng Chengliu Jun again, his eyes were filled with contempt and disdain.

Even though kinship was relatively weak in the world of cultivation, his son was obviously a genius, but he still had to suppress him to make way for his younger son.

It really feels unfair.

Moreover, he relied on his wife's family's training resources to help Fengcheng Liujun, which was indeed excessive.

Feng Chengliujun looked grim, with a sinister and ferocious look on his face.

"I respect you as a saint and don't want to fight you. You have no evidence, but you are talking nonsense. Do you want to make an enemy of my Fengcheng family?"

"Feng Cheng family?" Chu Yang walked in front of Feng Cheng Liu Jun and looked him in the eye without giving in. "Feng Cheng family is just a low-ranking family of the demon clan. If you hadn't gotten close to my mother, you would still be struggling in the barracks to earn a military job."

Feng Chengliu Jun's eyes widened and he was about to chop down with his palm.

"You traitor!"

Chu Yang did not move a step, "Kill me! Kill me, Qian Yuanhai will have nothing to do with your Fengcheng family anymore."

Feng Chengliu Jun's palm stayed in mid-air.

Chu Yang smiled coldly, raised his hand to release his beast, the Swift Frost Wolf, mounted it and rode it, disappearing from everyone's sight.

Feng Chengliu Jun thought something was wrong and immediately followed them.

Pu Qie just felt his scalp tingling. He was afraid that Chu Yang's visit to seal the city would turn Qianyuan Sea upside down.

If Feng Chengliu Jun loses Qianyuanhai, this chess piece of his will be useless!

Ren Yi in front of him turned around again and said, "As for you guys, what should I order?"

Those disciples who followed him in felt inexplicably tense all over. The saint lady had only asked for "things" from three people, but it caused such a big commotion.

If we kill them one by one, the demon clan will be in chaos!

The elders from the aristocratic families who had opposed Ren Yi just now suddenly felt their hair stand on end and they immediately came out to stop Ren Yi.

"Although the Saint is young, her talent and strategy are first-rate. I really admire her. I am willing to support her with my family!"

"Yes, yes, yes! The Saint followed the tradition and successfully completed the trial without any problems!"

"The Saint must have received the true teachings of the Demon King. With you leading the Demon Clan, the Demon Clan's future is limitless!"

"Whoever dares to oppose the Saint, I will be the first to disagree!"

"Saint, the demons are relying on you!"

……

Ren Yi nodded calmly, "I know you are telling the truth, but this thank you gift..."

As soon as she finished speaking, the elders whose children had just been rescued, with a look of pain on their faces, offered their treasures.

Ren Yi looked at the treasure pile that was piled up like a mountain and smiled slightly.

"You're welcome, that's too polite."

Ran Yi walked up to the three elders and said, "Elders, have you heard me? I have completed the trial and obtained the inheritance of the demon clan. I have also been recognized by all the demon clan members. Can you give me the demon clan's decree?"

Possessing the demon clan's decree is equivalent to having a veto over the demon clan's affairs.

What she likes may not be allowed in the demon clan, but what she doesn't like will definitely not be allowed in the demon clan.

The second elder wanted to say something, but the first elder had already taken out the golden demon decree.

He knelt on his knees and held the edict high.

"Holy fire bless my demon clan!"

When everyone present saw the golden decree of the demon clan, they all knelt down and shouted in unison:

"Holy fire bless my demon clan!"

He picked up the scroll of imperial decree and dropped a drop of blood on it.

The decree absorbed the blood and turned into a golden totem mark in the palm of one's hand.

Walk back to your seat and sit down firmly.

"What Black Sword did was outrageous to both humans and gods. He has now been brought to justice. I hereby appoint Baichuan Menghu as the first personal guard of this palace."

"Appoint Kuang Jian as my second personal guard."

"I appoint Yu Chengyonggu Zharshi as the commander of the Youhuang Palace guards."

After obtaining the imperial edict, Ren Yi officially conferred titles on Baichuan Menghu, Kuang Jian and Zhar Shi.

Three people walked out of the crowd and saluted Ren Yi again: "Yes, sir!"

"E Xun Liu Yun Wu Ya, I appoint you as the chief steward of You Huang Palace, in charge of all affairs of You Huang Palace."

Wu Ya suddenly looked up and pointed at the tip of his nose.

he?

Manager? ?

Before he could react, Park Hye's shrill voice rang out, "He's the butler, so what should I do?"