"This prince of the Jin Kingdom is really polite!"

"Yes, although it is a secular person, but looking at the knowledgeable and reasonable, it is worth making friends. ”

"yes, it's humble, it's polite, and it feels good. ”

The disciples of the various sects whispered.

With short hands, they naturally have to praise a few words.

Listening to the praise of everyone around him, Sima Yu showed a satisfied smile on his face and said, "Be a little careful, don't dislike it." ”

However, his words fell, and before everyone could respond, an abrupt voice sounded to break the atmosphere of the audience.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is so gracious, Chen also has a gift that he wants to give back to the Prince!"

Chen Changan, who had always had a calm face, suddenly got up, looked at Sima Yu calmly and said.

His voice fell, and with a wave of his hand, he took out the golden silk nanmu coffin in the storage bag and placed it on top of the main hall.

Bang!

A heavy coffin sounded on the ground, like the bell of a mortal school, making the huge hall instantly silent.

The coffin fell to the ground, and a cloud of smoke and dust shook up, and the movement was quite large.

Countless eyes converged on the coffin, then moved to Chen Changan, and finally landed on Sima Yu.

The people of all ethnic groups in the Jin Kingdom in the palace changed color one after another when they saw this.

Although they had heard that on Chen Chang'an's wedding night, the prince ordered someone to send him four coffins, but they did not expect that Chen Changan would take revenge on the prince at the Spring and Autumn Banquet and give a coffin to the prince in public.

In front of the main hall, the smile on Sima Yu's face froze, and then slowly disappeared.

His gaze at Chen Changan instantly became cold.

But after a moment, he thought of something, and the chill on his face disappeared and slowly fell into his eyes.

If he is angry with Chen Changan directly, it will be too cheap for him, killing people and punishing his heart, since he is going to make a move today, then he will wait for a while to personally challenge Chen Changan, and stomp him under his feet, so that he can let him know, and let his father and those people in Kunlun know that he Sima Yu is no longer the chess piece that swallowed his anger in the past.

The atmosphere was cold, and a shrill woman's voice sounded.

"Bold, dare to be disrespectful to His Royal Highness the Prince, Chen Changan, you are not looking for death!"

Zhan Xuan couldn't stand it anymore, so he got up suddenly, and his face with heavy makeup looked cold.

"Huh!"

Chen Changan sneered, glanced at Zhan Xuan and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sent someone to send a coffin on my wedding night is a congratulatory gift, so it would be disrespectful for me to send him back today, Miss Zhan Xuan, you will inevitably discredit the Kunlun Daomen by talking like this, right?"

When the words fell, Chen Changan also looked at Han Xue with a little meaning.

The night on Tang Yuan Street was the most dangerous one since he was reborn, and revenge was not his Chen Chang'an's style.

Han Xue naturally also noticed Chen Changan's gaze, and he wanted to open his mouth to defend Zhan Xuan, but was stopped by Senior Brother Jiang beside him.

"Zhan Xuan, today you are Kunlun's disciple, don't lose Kunlun's face in your words and deeds!"

Jiang Huaqing spoke calmly, his gaze calmly met Chen Changan, and said, "Don't worry about some low-level ants and lose your body!"

His words were clearly reprimanding Zhan Xuan, but in fact, they aimed at Chen Changan, implying that he was an ant at the bottom.

"Yes!" Zhan Xuan replied unwillingly, biting his lip and sitting down.

Chen Changan's eyes fell on Jiang Huaqing, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Then I won't bother with you, so as not to lose my figure." ”

When the words fell, Chen Changan also sat down.

Jiang Huaqing's pupils shrank slightly, and the chill under his eyes increased.

It's a good pair of teeth, and I'm going to have to clean it up in a while.

He said secretly in his heart, but his face showed a look of disregard.

When the people above the main hall saw this, they were slightly surprised in their hearts.

Chen Changan has already offended the Changbai Sword Sect and the Yunzhou Dao Palace, and this move has also offended the Kunlun Daomen, and the sects present have offended eight or nine times out of ten, isn't he ready to join the sect today?

"Thank you King Chang'an for your gift, I accepted it. ”

Sima Yu opened his mouth and smiled at Chen Changan.

He waved his hand and motioned for the guards behind him to carry down the golden silk coffin in the hall.

When everyone saw this scene, their hearts became more and more confused.

The prince just bowed his head like this?

That's incredible, isn't it?

Only Sima Yu was present who knew that he was doing this to praise Chen Changan, and the higher he was praised now, the worse he would be able to fall, and of course he could take a higher step today.

Chen Changan sat down at the table, slightly surprised in his eyes.

Obviously, he didn't expect Sima Yu to be so enduring, but since he can, let him endure it to the end and see what tricks he has.

"Okay, let's enter the first half of the Spring and Autumn Banquet, the sect chooses disciples, and invites interested cultivators under the age of thirty to come up and test the spiritual veins on their own. ”

Sima Yu returned to his seat, his eyes swept over everyone, and he slowly spoke.

As his words fell, the Bright Moon Palace Lord of Yunzhou Dao Palace waved his hand, and a one-person-high transparent crystal appeared in the center of the main hall.

"This is an ethereal crystal that tests the spirit vein, you only need to place your palm on the wall of the spar, and it will automatically light up with a halo, and a halo represents a spirit vein!"

"After testing the spiritual vein, if you inject spiritual power into it, it will emit a spiritual explosion sound, so as to test the strength of spiritual power. ”

Sima Yu opened his mouth to explain.

His eyes calmly looked at the transparent crystal in front of him, and a faint smile flashed in his eyes.

Before he returned to the East Palace a few days ago, his master had tested it for him with this ethereal crystal, eighty-two auras, and after he broke through to the Soul Inheritance Extreme Realm, he opened up a spiritual vein.

"I'll try!"

Above the main hall, a casual cultivator who was not from the Jin Kingdom stepped forward.

For casual cultivation, if you can join a transcendent force like Yunzhou Dao Palace or Kunlun Dao Gate, then the next path of cultivation will be much smoother.

I saw him step forward and place his palm on the ethereal crystal.

Suddenly, a burst of light lit up, and from top to bottom, five tiny halos appeared on the crystal one after another.

"Contemplating from the upper realm, there are five spiritual veins. ”

As soon as that cultivator's mind moved, a stream of spiritual power poured into the ethereal crystal in his palm.

Bang!

There were two muffled noises from within the ethereal crystal, and then there was no movement.

Seeing this, the people of the various sects in front of the hall shook their heads slightly.

Obviously, this talent of casual cultivation could not enter their eyes at all.

However, this is also a normal phenomenon, for casual cultivators, they have not joined the sect, their starting point is very low, and even most of the casual cultivators do not even have the exercises to open up the spiritual veins in the background, such as many monks in the Jin Kingdom, they can't open up the acquired spiritual veins, so they measure their talents by the number of innate spiritual veins, which is really sad.

The courtesy officer registered on the side and motioned for the casual cultivator to step down.

He walked down a little depressed.

After him, the second person went up again, this time it was a young descendant of a family in the Jin Kingdom, looking at the cultivation from the middle realm, seven spiritual veins, and three spiritual explosions, this talent was very close to Chen Chang'an, who participated in the Spring and Autumn Banquet eight years ago.

At that time, Chen Changan only had eight innate spiritual veins, and his realm was even lower, but the spiritual power should be more than that.

However, it was such a young junior with a decent talent who was still rejected by the people of the Kunlun Dao Sect and the Yunzhou Dao Palace, but Yang Zhijie of the Changbai Sword Sect frowned, thought for a while, and finally did not ask for this disciple.

The boy turned back in disappointment and walked back to his seat.

Soon, four more young cultivators from the Jin Kingdom returned after the test, and according to the hidden rules of the Spring and Autumn Banquet, if there was no sect to ask their names, it was basically impossible to enter the sect.

The atmosphere in the air seemed a little oppressive.

The first half of this spring and autumn banquet is so harsh, which shows how cruel the second half should be.

However, most people only seek to worship the sect and practice, and they do not think about competing for the lottery in the second half of the Spring and Autumn Banquet.

Chen Changan also frowned slightly when he saw this, using the standards of these transcendent sects of Kunlun Daomen to screen cultivators, nine out of ten people in the Jin Kingdom would not worship the sect, after all, most of the cultivators in the Jin Kingdom did not know how to open up the spiritual veins the day after tomorrow, and even if they did, they did not have the corresponding exercises to cultivate.

The two palace masters of the Kunlun Dao Gate and the Yunzhou Dao Palace in front of the hall also frowned slightly, obviously not expecting that the cultivator talent of the Jin Kingdom would be so poor.

Especially the Bright Moon Palace Lord of Yunzhou Dao Palace, his eyes flashed with doubts, and he even had some doubts about the existence of Tianjiao predicted by the holy monk of Wuchan Temple.

"I'll give it a try!"

At the back of the main hall, a young man in a black robe stepped out, walking with his head held high.

His body exudes an aura that is different from ordinary people.

"Feng Hai, he is the eldest young master of the Feng family in Jinyang City!" Someone in the back recognized this black-robed young man.

When Chen Changan heard this, he looked at the young man with some surprise.

When he was in the Tang Mansion, he personally killed the elders of the Feng family, and not long ago the Tang Mansion was in trouble, and many families in Jinyang City took the opportunity to fall into the ground, among which this Feng family was the head of the family.

The black-robed young man also stared at Chen Changan, and he clenched his fists.

I saw that his palm fell on the ethereal crystal, and suddenly no less than ten auras lit up from top to bottom, appearing on the ethereal crystal, eleven, twelve, and thirteen were constantly increasing, and the thirteen spiritual veins from the extreme realm were contemplated.

Immediately, he poured spiritual power from his palm into the crystal.

I could only hear the sound of seven spiritual explosions in the main hall, which showed that his spiritual power was quite strong, and compared to the tests of those people before, his results were the best.

Seeing this, the String Moon Palace Lord of the Kunlun Dao Gate and the Bright Moon Palace Lord of the Yunzhou Dao Palace just moved their eyes slightly, and they didn't have much interest.

Yang Zhijie of the Changbai Sword Sect on one side squinted his eyes and said, "What's your name?"

"Back to my predecessors, my name is Feng Hai!"

Feng Hai was happy and said respectfully towards Yang Zhijie.

"Would you like to join my Changbai Sword Sect?" Yang Zhijie said lightly.

"The disciple is willing, thank you seniors for your appreciation!"

Feng Hai's hands trembled excitedly, and he made a big salute to Yang Zhijie.

He is going to join the sect in Fenghai, he is going to succeed, and he has a chance to seek revenge on Chen Changan.

"Well, stand down!"

Yang Zhijie waved his hand casually.

Feng Hai bowed and bowed, then turned around and did not leave directly, but walked to Chen Changan's table.

"Chen Changan, the revenge of killing your father, Feng Hai, will definitely let you return it a hundred times one day!" Feng Hai looked at Chen Changan condescendingly, and said with a sneer.