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The fourth thousand four hundred and thirty-sixth chapters of the night accept apprentices

Finally, Feng Gui Lingyun agreed to Mo Ye's conditions.

The lives of nine hundred people were exchanged for a bright future for one clan.

This deal is worth it!

But for these 900 people, do they think it’s worth it?

"Lord Fenghuang, I wonder what kind of person you want?" After a moment of dead silence in the lobby, the Great Elder Feng Yaosheng stepped forward and asked with an ugly face.

The faces of the other elders were also a little ugly. This kind of thing of exchanging the lives of the family's children for the future of the family made them feel a deep sense of shame.

"Under sixteen years old, I will choose them myself." Mo Ye smiled faintly, with a confident look on his face.

"Under sixteen years old?" Feng Yaosheng's face changed, and he was quite surprised.

Feng Gui Lingyun and other elders were also stunned for a moment, looking at Mo Ye in confusion.

Mo Ye actually wants a child under the age of sixteen. What does he want to do?

"What, can't it be done?" Mo Ye asked with a serious expression, regardless of everyone's surprise.

Feng Gui Lingyun looked troubled and said: "Lord Fenghuang, to be honest, the Feng Gui clan has been in decline for a long time, and the number of family members has also dropped sharply. There may not necessarily be 900 children under the age of sixteen."

"Then under thirty years old." Mo Ye thought for a moment and said solemnly.

"Okay, okay." Feng Gui Lingyun was silent for a moment, then finally nodded.

Now that the decision has been made, there is no point in being indecisive.

Just think of these nine hundred people as having sacrificed their lives for the family.

"Clan Chief Feng Gui, please ask someone to prepare it. I'll pick someone up later." Mo Ye was very rude and said directly.

Feng Gui Lingyun agreed and asked an elder to make arrangements, and then asked anxiously: "Lord Fenghuang, when do you plan to heal Feng Kun?"

"Bring him here." Mo Ye said with a smile.

"Hey, okay." Feng Gui Lingyun was stunned for a moment and almost didn't react. He immediately nodded and asked an elder to lead the people.

Nie Tian looked at Mo Ye, wondering what the latter was going to do.

It's obvious that Mo Ye's purpose is anything but simple!

Moreover, when Nie Tian met Mo Ye this time, he felt that the former had changed a lot.

The previous Demonic Night was even darker, the kind of pure and direct darkness.

But at this time, apart from the darkness, the Demonic Night also had a greater gloominess, and even became extremely sinister.

It has to be said that Moye has grown a lot in just a short period of time.

This kind of growth is not only in strength, but also in mind and will.

After a while, Feng Kun was brought over and placed across the lobby, still unconscious.

"Lord Fenghuang, please take action." Feng Gui Lingyun couldn't wait and said hurriedly.

Mo Ye was not in a hurry. He looked at Feng Kun repeatedly for a long time and suddenly said: "Clan Chief Feng Gui, I have a small selfish intention. I wonder if Clan Chief Feng Gui agrees with it?"

"Lord Fenghuang, please speak." Feng Gui Lingyun was very anxious, fearing that Mo Ye would suddenly stop curing Feng Kun.

"I want to take Feng Kun as my disciple." Mo Ye looked up at Feng Gui Lingyun and said very seriously.

"This..." Feng Gui Lingyun was stunned and couldn't react for a moment.

"Does Chief Feng Gui feel bad?" Mo Ye frowned and asked.

"Of course not, of course not." Feng Gui Lingyun denied it repeatedly and said, "It is his blessing that Feng Kun can become a disciple of Lord Feng Huang. This clan leader agreed on his behalf."

"Yeah." Mo Ye smiled again, and then took action directly to heal Feng Kun.

I saw waves of divine soul power surging from Mo Ye's fingertips, forming runes in the air, and then seeping into Feng Kun's body.

Nie Tian sensed Feng Kun's aura and was horrified to find that the latter's bloodline damage was really recovering quickly.

"This is the power of soul veins!" the little fat cat's voice sounded, saying in a deep voice.

"Isn't the soul vein the power of the soul? How can the damaged bloodline be repaired?" Nie Tian was a little confused.

Although he did not understand the Heavenly Dao Soul Pattern, he knew that the Soul Pattern contained exactly the power of the divine soul, which was essentially spiritual power. How could it be helpful to the bloodline?

"I am also very strange." The little fat cat shook his head and said, "Maybe it's because the blood of the Night-Eating Snow Cicada is weird."

Nie Tian nodded slightly and said no more.

After a while, Mo Ye took a deep breath and the treatment was over.

At this time, Feng Kun also woke up.

"Nie Tian!" When he opened his eyes and looked around, he suddenly saw Nie Tian and screamed in fright. He jumped up with a look of horror on his face.

"So the first genius was so timid." Nie Tian laughed, feeling a little helpless.

"Am I not dead?" Feng Kun finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked around again. He finally calmed down, but had a look of astonishment on his face.

He clearly remembered that Nie Tian broke his Night Devouring Realm, but how could he not die?

"Kun'er, you are not dead, and your bloodline has recovered." Feng Gui Lingyun was very happy and laughed.

He has already sensed that Feng Kun's bloodline damage has recovered, and his aura has even become stronger.

Mo Ye is indeed not a mortal, he has extraordinary abilities.

Feng Kun was stunned for a long time before he finally stabilized. He suddenly saw Mo Ye and saw that the latter looked very similar to Nie Tian. He couldn't help but said coldly: "Who are you?"

"Good disciple, why don't you come to meet me as your master?" Mo Ye said with a faint smile, his hands behind his back.

"Become a disciple?" Feng Kun couldn't help but change his expression, and then sneered: "Who do you think you are? You dare to ask me to become a disciple?"

"Kun'er, don't be rude!" Feng Gui Lingyun's expression changed and he shouted loudly.

"It doesn't matter." Mo Ye waved his hand, looked at Feng Kun and said, "Feng Kun, do you think that my cultivation level is too low to be your teacher?" "I, Feng Kun, am the number one in the Feng Gui clan.

Genius, your strength has reached the ninth level of Heavenly Awakening, and you are one step away from stepping into Tianwu and becoming the Saint Ancestor. But you are only at the ninth level of Heavenly Tribulation. In my eyes, you are nothing more than an ant. Why should you be my teacher?" Feng Kun said with a look on his face.

Yin Leng, if Feng Gui Lingyun and others were not present, he would have killed this ignorant boy in front of him.

"That makes sense." Mo Ye couldn't help but laugh, and continued: "But realm is just one aspect of strength determination. My realm is low, which does not mean my strength is low. I can ask you to kneel down and kowtow to me now. You

Do you believe it?"

"You are looking for death!" Feng Kun's face darkened, he suddenly became angry, roared wildly, and his whole body surged with energy.

"Feng Kun, kneel down!" But the next moment, Mo Ye shouted Ling Ran, his face downcast.

Feng Kun's body trembled, and he immediately felt his soul tremble, as if he was hit by the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, his knees immediately softened, and he knelt directly in front of Mo Ye.

"What a powerful spirit!" Nie Tian's eyes couldn't help but tremble, and he was shocked.

How could he not see that Mo Ye used the power of his soul to directly force Feng Kun to kneel down.

This kind of absolute crushing of the soul is so terrifying that even the top alchemists and seal masters cannot achieve it. It seems that Mo Ye's heavenly soul is more terrifying than Nie Tian imagined!

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