Nan Yangyun, leaning on the chair of the Taishi, stood up lazily, glanced at Feng Tianxiang and the other two who were cautious and snorted coldly from their noses.

A family of young monks like the Feng family.

Not to mention the deity of the King of Nanyang, she even looked down on him as a concubine.

She really didn't understand why the King of Nanyang fell in love with the Feng family. It was just a third-level spiritual vein and hundreds of acres of spiritual fields. Apart from that, there was nothing to be given.

Nanyang Yunda looked down on the Feng family from the bottom of his heart, so he was too lazy to even say the scene:

"The Luoyun Mountain of your Feng family has been collected by our Nanyang Prince's Mansion. Ten days later, our Nanyang Mansion's formation master will move the fourth-level spiritual vein of Qingxu Sect and more than 2,300 acres of spiritual fields. Your Feng family will clean up and move to Huifeng Mountain..."

"Fellow Taoist!"

Before Nanyang Yun finished speaking, Feng Tianxiang was so angry that he couldn't suppress his anger. He invited people from the Nanyang Palace to support him, but he never thought of giving up the Feng family's business. The Feng family has been passed down in Jinzhou for thousands of years. If it was ruined in his hands, he would be a vain for the Feng family.

Feng Tianxiang's face changed with a blue and white look.

His tone was no longer as respectful as before, and he said coldly:

"Fellow Taoist, if you just want to play with someone Feng, then that's the end. I, Feng Family Temple, can't tolerate you, the big Buddha. You should go back and forth from wherever you go. I'm not far away!"

Feng Tianxiang shook his sleeves.

The mysterious formation was instantly opened.

"Yeah, I'm not a little bit too bad!" Nan Yangyun glanced at Feng Tianxiang in a sarcastic tone: "Before I finished speaking, you are in a hurry to drive the passengers. Since you don't want to, everyone is happy. My aunt doesn't want to stay in your broken place where you birds don't poop, hum!"

Nanyang Yun's body moved and she was about to leave.

Seeing that Feng Tianxiang had no intention of trying to keep Feng Tianxiang, the tribe members were anxious and hurriedly bowed:

"Fellow Daoist Nanyang, my uncle is just an impatient person. In addition, he has always put the prosperity of the Feng family first. If there is any offense, please forgive me. I will compensate fellow Taoist first!"

"snort."

Nanyang Yun was not really about to leave. Seeing that there were steps, she sat down.

But his tone was even more impatient:

"Your Feng family only has three melons and two dates. How can we see the huge family business of our Nanyang Prince's Mansion? Don't worry, our prince just treats this place as a stronghold. We don't want any of your Feng family's assets. In addition, we will also provide you with two third-level spiritual springs, just to buy a mountain for you."

I'll give two third-level spiritual springs for free?!

A third-level spiritual spring can provide enough spiritual energy to allow five foundation-building cultivators to practice, worth more than 300,000 spirit stones, and two people are equivalent to 600,000 spirit stones. Although their Feng family has little assets in Jinzhou, it will take one or two hundred years to save this spirit stone according to their current strength.

This is simply a pie falling from the sky!

"uncle!!"

Feng Yunfei's eyes shone brightly, and he wished he could agree immediately.

Feng Tianxiang was also shocked.

According to the strength of the Nanyang Prince's Mansion, if they really forcefully settled in their Luoyun Mountain, even if their Feng family wanted to resist, they would not be able to withstand it. It would be a blessing to be able to attract the wolf into the house and protect the Feng family's property. He never expected that the other party would give such a generous gift. No matter how generous the other party was, these 600,000 spirit stones were not a small number.

Feng Tianxiang's mind is still very clear:

"Fellow Daoist Nanyang, you probably still have something to say yet."

"You're a sensible person."

Nanyang Yun glanced at Feng Tianxiang and said a little sour:

"Our Nanyang Prince's Mansion is about to settle in your Nanshan County, of course there must be an explanation. These two spiritual springs are regarded as a betrothal gift for your Feng family. At that time, you can choose a female foundation-building monk from the clan to marry into our Nanyang Prince's Mansion!"

If it's really just a marriage, it's easy to do.

After all, it was a great blessing to be able to climb to the high branch of the Nanyang Palace. Feng Tianxiang was moved. But then he thought of something and frowned: "Fellow Daoist Nanyang, as far as I know, there is only Princess Nanyang under the knees of the Nanyang King, and there are no other children."

Could it be an illegitimate child?

This sentence seemed to stimulate Nanyang Yun.

She suddenly stood up:

"The daughter of your Feng family is going to marry the prince himself. The ninth day of September three months later will be a good day. Our prince will come by then. Remember to prepare the person for me in advance!!"

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The Feng family is about to develop!

The Ebag, who was hiding outside the conference hall, saw that the time had almost passed, and she did not dare to stay. She flashed and walked around the same path and returned to Liuli Pavilion.

The fourth brother, the sixteenth brother and the eighteenth brother also arrived.

Uncle Thirteen saw that the four people were not injured, so he looked at his brother:

"Xiao Ba, what's the news about inquiry?"

"Uncle Thirteenth, the Feng family is really prosperous!!"

The starling reposted the conversation in the conference hall with a slight elegance. At the end, he said worriedly: "It seems that even if cousin Feng successfully advances, he will not be able to take the position of patriarch. This old guy Feng Tianxiang has really climbed to a high point for him!"

The King of Nanyang is going to move to Jinzhou.

This is undoubtedly a big news!

It took a while for everyone to come back to their senses. Liu Wanzhen's eyes rolled, and suddenly looked at the closed door behind her back, and said, "You cousin Feng is not only unable to be the leader of the tribe, but she is afraid that Feng Tianxiang will also be arranged to marry the King of Nanyang."

Now the Feng family.

There are only five foundation-building monks left.

The only women is the missing grandmother, and the only one who meets the conditions is Cousin Feng who is breaking through the foundation-building moment!

"It's true!!"

The starling came back and said in surprise:

"This Nanyang King is not a good thing. I heard that except for him, the Nanyang King's Mansion, all the female relatives live in. All of these female relatives are concubines of the Nanyang King. There are nine hundred and ninety-nine people with names. There are countless people who have never been exposed! Moreover, this Nanyang King is over 400 years old this year. If he cannot break through to the Nascent Soul Stage, I am afraid that the deadline will be approaching!"

Rumors.

Since the foundation was established, the number of 999 registered concubines remained unchanged. Once a concubine died or was removed from the list, there would be a new replacement. All of these registered concubines were foundation-building monks, so the Nanyang Palace was almost the Detachment of Women.
Chapter completed!