Zhu Yuan was immersed in the wonderful feeling of forging strength, and did not realize that he had reached the peak of his internal strength and half a step of external strength.

Dangdang's illusory voice sounded like substance to Zhu Yuan, and it echoed in Zhu Yuan's body. He didn't notice that the spider silk lightly touched by his right hand was actually shaking and shaking in the same rhythm, as if the spider silk holy weapon heard the sound in Zhu Yuan's body.

Until a day passed, when Zhu Yuan withdrew his right hand, he was stunned to find that the filament was actually stuck to Zhu Yuan's right hand and could not be torn off.

"What are you doing, you can't come down yet." Meng Xiangtao saw that Zhu Yuan was not stepping down for a long time, and said in a bad tone, "Go and get him down." ”

The two people named by Meng Xiangtao had ugly faces, and they knew that they could either be geniuses or children of the family who could come here, but they couldn't afford to offend, but the top boss was in front of them, so the two had to go to the high platform hard, and said "offended" to Zhu Yuan apologetically, and then set up Zhu Yuan, ready to force him off the stage.

"Hey, wait a minute, this spider silk is sticking to my hand." Zhu Yuan said helplessly.

It's not that Zhu Yuan doesn't want to step down, but he really can't help it, just with the tenacity of the spider silk, he can't do it if he wants to pull the spider silk to step down.

Sure enough, the two of them supported Zhu Yuan, Zhu Yuan pulled the spider silk, and the strength of the three of them just pulled the spider silk out of the arc of the full moon, and then the strong pulling force pulled the three of them to a stumble, almost lying on the ground.

"What's going on?" Meng Xiangtao asked, this is also what everyone else wants to ask, no way, this strand of spider silk of the holy weapon spider silk is too thin, and it can't be found if you don't look carefully in the audience.

"Deacon Meng, he got a response from Spider Silk, but this response is a bit peculiar." The two on the stage said.

"Ah" Meng Xiangtao couldn't believe it, three steps and two steps rushed to the high platform, and after careful observation, he found that sure enough, the wisp of spider silk adhered to the palm of Zhu Yuan's right hand.

This situation appeared for the first time, and Meng Xiangtao couldn't help but be surprised. Of the eight holy artifacts of the First Holy City, only the spider silk has never found a new owner after the death of the original owner, and the countless people of the Holy Church organization have been fruitless for countless years, and today the spider silk has responded.

"Deacon Meng." Xue Tian, one of the two in the stands, saw Meng Xiangtao's stunned appearance and shouted softly, although he was just like Meng Xiangtao now.

"Ah" Meng Xiangtao sighed again, and then as if he remembered something, he said respectfully with a smile: "This lord, it seems that you have caused the reflection of the holy weapon spider silk, according to the rules, this position will be yours within a year." ”

Zhu Yuan nodded, he had already thought of this situation, so the sooner the person who got the response of the Spider Silk Sacred Weapon, the more chance he had to become the owner of the Spider Silk.

At this time, the audience was already boiling, and everyone's eyes were eagerly looking at Zhu Yuan, and the person who couldn't wait to get a response was himself, was he so good that he was blinded by the spider silk holy weapon, or if he wanted to get the spider silk holy weapon to respond, he had to choose another method.

Stimulated by Zhu Yuan, someone finally couldn't help but start to test the inside of the spider silk, and even the core, and the final result was no accident - death.

The appearance of death made the people who had been beaten with chicken blood calm down again, this is a holy artifact spider silk, how can it be tolerated for them to play profanely.

As Zhu Yuan's body strength forged more and more smoothly, the sense of rhythm of dangdang's vibration became stronger and stronger, and the vibration of the spider silk became more and more intense, and it was impossible to meditate at all, and the person next to Zhu Yuan was even bounced away by the spider silk.

On the third day when the person was bounced away, Zhu Yuan finally forged all the strength in his body, and the strength was like a substance leaking out of his body, and the holy weapon spider silk on the high platform was really like a spider spinning silk, and after shaking everyone out of the high platform, a huge wrapping Zhu Yuan was formed.

"Alright, the others can leave." Seeing this situation, Meng Xiangtao, the deacon of the silver border, began to show his loyalty, this Zhu Yuan is a proper holy son, and he will not show it now.

The huge cobwebs in the hall of the sanctuary lasted for half a year, except for eating, drinking, and Lazar in half a year, Zhu Yuan did not come out of the cobwebs, and even if he came out, there was always a wisp of cobwebs involved.

It wasn't until half a year later that the cobwebs disappeared and appeared in the palm of Zhu Yuan's hand, when Zhu Yuan was sixteen years old, at the peak of his external strength, and became the fifth holy son of the Holy City under the personal grant of the saint.

He is the youngest Son in history, and the first refugee in history to become a Son with external strength.

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"What! A lowly refugee has become a holy son, we have to be on an equal footing with this kind of untouchable, are those old men in the council confused? ”

In a room at the headquarters of the Holy Church, the Holy Son Xu Xian'an said indignantly.

"Silence," Zhong Longcheng, the head of the Holy Son, said sternly, "The speaker is also something you can criticize, remember your identity." ”

"But, Brother Zhong, are you willing to be on an equal footing with such a pariah?" Xu Xian'an said unconvinced.

"Obtaining the approval of the holy weapon is the Holy Son, this is the rule, can you change it?" Zhong Longcheng said coldly, but seeing that Xu Xian'an was still indignant, Zhong Longcheng changed his words and continued:

"However, as the fifth Holy Son, he didn't come to greet us, so Xian'an, you took the initiative to say hello to him. Weigh and weigh his weight as the Son. ”

"Is this good, his external strength, my strength?" Xu Xian'an hesitated.

"What's not to do, just let you weigh his strength, not let you invite him to fight, understand?" Zhong Longcheng deliberately accentuated the words of weighing strength.

At this time, how could Xu Xian'an no longer understand, he nodded excitedly, and prepared to make Zhu Yuan ugly at tomorrow's celebration banquet.

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The Son's celebration banquet was held in the central banquet hall of the Holy City, and the people who could come here to participate in the banquet were all first-class families and people in high-ranking and important positions in the Holy City, and other small and medium-sized families wanted to get a place to participate in the banquet.

However, today's banquet to celebrate Zhu Yuan's becoming the Holy Son was much more deserted, and there were almost no shadows of the patriarchs of the various families, and the representatives were all young representatives of the family.

For example, Zhong Longcheng, the holy son of the broken army, who represents the Zhong family, Shi Xiyu, the holy son of Shishan, who represents the Shi family, Wei Wuya, the holy son of Leiyin, who represents the Wei family, and Xu Xian'an, the holy son of the fire who represents the Xu family.

Zhu Yuan, who was supposed to be the protagonist of the banquet, seemed a little lonely, he sat down in front of a table full of sumptuous food, and several people who were originally standing or sitting and chatting easily saw Zhu Yuan sit down, and left the table intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhu Yuanhun didn't care, he was now attracted by the food in front of him, a huge plate lined with roasted whole sheep exuding a fragrant smell, occupying the center of the table, and other dishes and desserts were placed around the table, as well as drinks and drinks.

Zhu Yuan, who was sitting alone at the table, unceremoniously tore off the whole lamb thighs and gnawed them out regardless of the image.