After recognizing their ancestors and returning to their ancestors in the ancestral hall, Zhong Zhendao led Zhong Jiufeng's family into the Holy City Hall, accompanied by five spiritual elders. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info As for the grumpy Third Elder, he is still dizzy.

At a long table, Zhong Zhendao naturally sat on the main seat.

Zhong Jiufeng didn't care, after all, they were guests.

Zhong Zhendao said with a smile: "Little nephew of Nine Winds, I don't know if I should talk about it or not. ”

Zhong Jiufeng smiled lightly: "You say." ”

Hearing this, Zhong Zhendao asked with a bit of ghostly reverence: "Little nephew of Nine Winds, what kind of cultivation are you doing now?"

Under the nervous gaze of the five Spirit Vein Elders, Zhong Jiufeng replied, "The early stage of the Red Spirit Immortal. ”

Six old men, all with eyelids jumping.

Isn't that nonsense!

The eighteen spirit level is also a red spirit immortal, and the supreme is also a red spirit immortal.

The answer they want to know is obviously not this good?

Zhong Zhendao sneered and said: "Don't get me wrong, little nephew of Nine Winds, I don't mean anything else, just curiosity, well, curiosity!"

Zhong Jiufeng rolled his eyes.

Next to her, Lin Sanmei also smiled.

Zhong Yangwu thought for a while and said, "Xiao Jiu, since Brother Zhendao asked, you can explain." ”

Zhong Zhendao hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, little nephew of Jiufeng, you see that your old man has spoken, so you can speak up." Don't worry, we don't have outsiders here, we are all from our own family. ”

Several of the elders of the spirit veins also chimed in.

Because, they want to know too much, and they want to revive the Zhong clan too much.

But with their strength, it is already good to be able to protect themselves in this area, and reviving the Zhong clan can only be a fantasy. But just today, Zhong Jiufeng smashed the Flying Immortal Sword Technique with one finger, making the fantasy in their hearts very likely to become a reality. How can they not look forward to it? How can they not be in a hurry?

Zhong Jiufeng said with a smile: "Actually, there is nothing to hide! I am in the early stage of cultivating as a Red Spirit Immortal, and my strength is at the Supreme Realm. Some time ago, one of the supreme visions that appeared in the spirit world belongs to me. ”

"Hiss......"

Zhong Zhendao and the five Spirit Vein Elders immediately inhaled cold air.

Although they had already guessed a little, they still couldn't help but feel incredulous when they heard Zhong Jiufeng admit it himself.

Supreme!

That's a creature standing at the pinnacle of the spirit realm!

Back then, in the ancestral land of the Zhong clan, there were as many as dozens of immortals at the eighteen spirit level, but there was not a single one of the supreme. In the end, it was swept by a phoenix and razed the Zhong clan's land.

It can be seen from this that the Supreme is so rare and invincible!

Zhong Zhendao took several breaths of cold air, and after his mood calmed down, he said with a straight face: "Little nephew of Nine Winds, I will take back my previous words." You are not a genius, but the only demon in the ages, even if the sun and the moon are reincarnated, they can't compare to you!"

The five Spirit Vein Elders agreed.

With their strength, they could naturally see Zhong Jiufeng's life wheel, which was less than a hundred years old, and he was already a supreme. The real people of Boundless back then were not so perverted.

Zhong Jiufeng's eyelids jumped.

The only demon of eternity? No matter how he heard it, it felt like he was scolding him.

"I was just lucky. ”

Hearing this, the Great Elder smiled and said, "This is not luck, but luck!

The second elder hurriedly said, "Can you stay here and guide the geniuses in the clan to cultivate?"

Others also looked at each other with hopeful glances.

If Zhong Jiufeng is willing to stay here and guide the Spirit Vein Clan, their Spirit Vein will definitely be able to carry forward the Zhong Clan after 10,000 years.

Or it doesn't take 10,000 years, it only takes 1,000 years. After all, Zhong Jiufeng is a supreme! With a casual point of advice, these eighteen-spirit-level human immortals will benefit immensely.

Zhong Jiufeng shook his head and said, "I still have a lot of things to deal with, and I can't live for long." Moreover, a few elders and I just came to recognize our ancestors and return to our ancestors, pay tribute to the heroic souls of our ancestors, and live here for a long time!"

Zhong Zhendao and several Spirit Vein Elders had regrets on their faces.

Suddenly, the four elders sitting opposite said angrily: "You are also from the Zhong clan, and you are also surnamed Zhong, can't you make some contributions to my Zhong clan?"

Zhong Jiufeng looked at him and said with a smile, "Elder means that to contribute to the Zhong Clan, you have to serve your Spirit Vein Branch?"

The fourth elder said: "There are nearly a million clansmen in my spiritual vein branch, and I don't know how many geniuses there are, if you can sacrifice a little time, our spiritual vein will definitely revitalize the Zhong clan in the near future!"

Zhong Jiufeng's expression was a little cold.

"According to the elder's words, my leyline can't revitalize the Zhong clan?"

The four elders were so angry that "you are arguing with reason! You are the Supreme, and you are a member of the Zhong clan, so you should find a way out for my spiritual vein branch! You can just leave, but the heroic spirits of the ancestors are all watching from the sky!"

As soon as he spoke, let alone Zhong Jiufeng, even Zhong Yang Wu and Zhong Chaodong's faces changed.

The old mother, Lin Sanmei, was even more angry and turned blue.

Is it the Supreme who has to serve your spiritual veins?

Who made this rule?

Zhong Zhendao hurriedly said, "Brother Yang Wu, Little Nephew of the Nine Winds, you must not misunderstand! ”

Zhong Jiufeng said lightly: "No matter what you mean, please take me and a few elders to pay tribute to the heroic spirit of the ancestors." As for the requirements of your spiritual veins, I can help them. ”

"Bang!"

The four elders slapped the table violently, and their whole bodies trembled with anger.

"As a member of the Zhong clan, but you ignore the clansmen, what qualifications do you have to pay tribute to the heroic spirits of your ancestors, and what kind of face do you have to face the ancestors under the Nine Springs?"

In an instant, the atmosphere in the main hall cooled down.

Zhong Jiufeng frowned.

To be honest, he was helpless. If it weren't for the old man's relationship, he would have turned around and left.

In Zhong Jiufeng's heart, he didn't have any family affection for this spiritual vein branch, because his soul was dominated by the Earth Deity.

But Zhongyang Wu is different, he was born as a Zhong family and died as a Zhong ghost, and this brand cannot be erased. So he can't do this, if he leaves, the old man is afraid that he will be uneasy for the rest of his life.

At this moment, a young man walked into the main hall with a big grin, and at the entrance of the hall, several pairs of men and women were looking into the hall.

"Father!"

Seeing the young man, Zhong Zhendao smiled and beckoned to him.

"Yan'er, come and meet Patriarch Yangwu and your Big Brother Nine Winds!"

Zhong Yanyu looked at Zhong Yangwu, and a wisp of disdain flashed in his eyes. In his opinion, a purple spirit fairy can also be a patriarch, and the leyline branch will have to become history sooner or later.

He smiled and said, "Yan Yu meets the Yangwu Patriarch!"

Zhong Yangwu nodded with a smile, and then asked, "Brother Zhendao, who is this young talent?"

Zhong Zhendao said proudly: "Little Zhong Yanyu!"

The fourth elder added at the right time: "Yan Yu has cultivated for less than a thousand years, and has entered the eighteenth spirit level, he is the most outstanding genius of my spiritual vein branch, and he is also the best candidate for the future patriarch!"

As he spoke, his gaze swept over Zhong Jiufeng.

Not a provocation, because he didn't dare.

He just wanted to tell Zhong Jiufeng that the spiritual vein is also a genius, and if you stay here to guide Zhong Yanyu in cultivation, it will not insult your identity.

"The tiger father has no dogs!"

Zhongyang Wu was truly amazed.

With less than a thousand years of cultivation, he is already at the level of the eighteenth spirit, although he is far inferior to his grandson, but he is also a rare peerless genius in the spirit world.

He took out a rare elixir that was more than 500,000 years old from the storage ring and gave it to Zhong Yanyu as a gift.

"Thank you, Patriarch Yangwu!"

Zhong Yanyu didn't take it, but looked directly at Zhong Jiufeng.

"I heard that Big Brother Nine Winds defeated the Third Elder, and he also broke the Flying Immortal Sword Technique with one finger. Yan Yu is not talented, and I want to ask Brother Jiufeng for a few tricks!"