He has always wanted to find a person who will inherit his mantle and inherit his position as the sect master in the future, Dai Huo'er's personality is not suitable, the eldest disciple Su Jun, the second disciple Ziyan, and the younger disciple Mo Ran, he has been entangled, and these three people, Su Jun, who has the highest qualification, only has ninety-six veins, and none of them have reached the first grade.

With first-class qualifications, as long as you don't die young, it will not be a problem to cultivate to the Earth-Yin Realm in the future!

Grade A middle qualification, do not die young, can be cultivated to the Tianyang realm!

But these two, qualifications, can't survive the catastrophe!

Only with first-class qualifications, there is hope for the future, and he has always needed such a person to inherit his mantle.

Mo Yuan didn't expect that a kid brought back by Ziyan that he didn't care too much about before would reach such a point.

Here in the Demon Monument, there was a dead silence, and everyone didn't dare to breathe, staring at this scene blankly.

Elder He's mouth opened widely, and he only felt that his throat was a little dry, and he would never have dreamed that he would be able to detect a first-class qualification.

"This, this ......"

Leng Bing has despaired.

His so-called Tianjiao, now in front of this Feng Rebellion, has completely become a joke.

In the first rank, he had heard his grandfather say that with such qualifications, he could even cultivate to the Tianyang Realm in the future.

"This is still far from the limit!"

The light in Gu Feng's eyes flashed, and he muttered to himself in his heart.

Also at this moment:

"Buzz!"

The Demon Verification Tablet shook again, and above Gu Feng's body, above the huge phantom, the ninety-seventh vein emerged.

Ninety-seven veins!

First class!

This is actually a first-class qualification......

In the main hall, the Seven Saints, as well as the Demon Yuan, were all staring blankly there.

That's a first-class qualification, and no more than ten people in the entire sect have it.

"Haha, okay, this son will be the eleventh disciple of the deity!"

Mo Yuan laughed at this moment.

In addition to the Fire Saint, he now has nine disciples, and if he accepts Gu Feng, Gu Feng will be the eleventh.

"Hall Master, you won't give us a mouthful of soup if you eat meat!"

"For so many years, good disciples have gone to practice with you!"

"You have accepted ten disciples, you will grab good seedlings, can you have a little humanity!"

"No, it can't be like this this time!"

......

The Seven Saints completely stopped at the moment and spoke one after another.

Mo Yuan couldn't help but blush, it is true that over the years, good seedlings have been accepted by him, and he has always wanted to find someone to inherit his mantle.

Now that this Feng is rebellious, he doesn't want to give up in his heart.

But looking at the appearance of these seven people today, he who is the master of the hall can't bully people too much.

Even the Fire Saint couldn't help but speak at this moment: "Master, you are too domineering, you will rob people when you see them!"

Mo Yuan didn't know how to speak, and Meng Luoli said when he saw the situation: "This time we should indeed give everyone a chance, I think that's it, according to the rules of my sect, no matter what status, any background of young people, they must first experience in the Ranshi Gang and the outer hall, only after they have gone through the test and entered the inner hall, they are eligible to be accepted as a disciple by the top of the sect, this matter seems to take a while, and when the time comes, let this Feng rebel choose for himself, who he chooses, who is his master, what do you think?"

"What the hall master's wife said makes sense!"

"That's what the hall master's wife said!"

"That's it, fair!"

......

Everyone nodded, they knew that even if the hall master insisted on accepting Feng Yi as a disciple, they would have no choice, and now the hall master had made a big concession.

And at the time of everyone's discussion:

"Buzz!"

In the image of the light curtain, there was a sound.

When everyone saw it, their collective gaze immediately became almost dull.

Ninety-eight veins!

Seeing the appearance of these ninety-eight veins, everyone's eyes collectively changed.

There are ninety-eight veins on the face of the Ancient Demon Palace, but only the hall master's wife, Meng Luoli, is alone.

"Madam, this kid's qualifications have reached the same height as yours!"

When Mo Yuan saw the situation, he immediately laughed.

"Perhaps, he will catch up with you!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Meng Luoli's mouth.

Chasing the temple master?

The hall master is rare for thousands of years, a martial arts wizard of the ninety-nine veins, and the hall master's gaze is not even just a tribulation, but a soaring.

Will this kid reach the ninety-nine veins?

"Buzz!"

In everyone's extremely surprised gaze, the ninety-ninth vein appeared!

Everyone's brains roared, this son's demon cultivation qualification had already caught up with the hall master.

"This son, if he can cultivate successfully, he will be my heir to the mantle!"

The light in Mo Yuan's eyes flickered, and his heart was already extremely excited at this moment.

What a blessing it was to be able to find an heir with the same qualifications as himself, and even, he had a feeling that as long as he could cultivate this son, in the next tens of thousands of years, the status of the Ancient Demon Hall in the three ancient sects would be extremely extraordinary.

"Husband, he won't ......"

At this moment, Meng Luoli's gaze changed violently, staring at the light curtain.

Everyone's eyes were staring at the light curtain at the moment, and everyone found that the illusory figure on Feng Ying's body had not disappeared.

Could it be ......

Hundred Pulses!

Hundred Veins Demon Cultivation!

This is a legend, it is rumored that the demon cultivator who gave birth to a hundred demon veins can break through the void with demons and soar to the upper realm.

In the history of the Ancient Demon Palace, there have been Hundred Vein Demon Cultivators, but that was already tens of thousands of years ago, such a person is rare to meet in tens of thousands of years, this Feng is reversed......

Before the Demon Monument.

"The movement seems to be a bit big, enough limelight, just get enough cultivation resources, if it is too sharp, it will be suspected, so it will be difficult to do!"

Thinking that Gu Feng had hidden his own demons.

Gu Feng knew that if he didn't hide, he would definitely be able to reach the hundred veins this time, and even surpass the hundred veins, it was not impossible.

Anti-demon cultivators, there are too few in this world.

The qualifications of every anti-demon cultivator cannot be considered by ordinary people's minds at all.

"Buzz ......"

At this moment, the humanoid phantom above Gu Feng's head finally dissipated.

In the inner hall, seeing this scene, everyone exhaled in their hearts, but they all felt some regret in their hearts.

If there is really a Hundred Veins Demon Cultivator, the Ancient Demon Hall will definitely suppress the Dao Sect and the Heavenly Buddha Temple in the future.

The Sword Saint felt a lot less sorry for his grandson at the moment, compared to Feng Rebellion, who almost reached the hundred veins, his grandson did not reach the ninety-one veins, which was not a pity at all.

Mo Yuan finally looked at everyone and said: "Okay, everyone disperses, remember to send their respective bets to Huo'er!"

"You old guys, don't be on your bills!"

The Fire Saint also immediately said excitedly.

This time, she was the biggest winner, winning all the bets of the other six saints, which was not a small gain.

Immediately, the figures of the Seven Saints dissipated one after another.

After everyone dispersed, Mo Yuan couldn't help but speak to the array: "Huo'er, how do you think Feng Wei will win?"

"Feel it......"