Mu Qianxi walked towards the Holy Source Water. She was still very confident in her bloodline. After all, her brother and mother were both well-known figures in the Holy Realm.
As long as the other party doesn't act like a monster, she can pass the test.
Mu Linlang and Sheng Hualu looked at Mu Qianxi coldly. If this girl had strong blood, she wouldn't have been hidden by the Shengyue clan for so long, or there must be something wrong with her.
A drop of blood dripped into the holy source water.
Talking about the full moon appearing at the bottom of the bottle, she is indeed a member of the Shengyue clan.
However, the next moment, the entire hall was shrouded in moonlight.
Not only that, it was clearly daytime, but a full moon that was brighter than the sun appeared in the sky above the Holy Land.
The moonlight sprinkled down from the sky, bringing the continuous holy power of the moonlight to the holy realm, benefiting the tribesmen in the Holy Source Temple and the Holy Moon City a lot.
There was also moonlight shining down in a forbidden area of the Holy Land. A woman in white was slightly startled when she stretched out her slender phoenix hand to touch the moonlight.
The faces of the people from the Shengyue Clan present were all red with excitement, while those from the Shengyue Clan and the Shengri Clan seemed to have seen ghosts.
"A bloodline test can actually cause the stars to move and drop so much moon essence from the sky. This is the bloodline of the Holy Moon Clan that is rare in thousands of years."
"You, the Holy Moon Clan, have been hiding a person with such a powerful bloodline."
"No wonder he has such a demonic talent. It's strange that he is not a demon with such bloodline."
The moon in the sky can compete with the sun that shines on the earth. The Holy Lord's eyes darkened slightly when he saw it. The Holy Moon Clan can still shine with new light. This is not a good sign.
Such a big movement has not stopped, and I don't know how long it will last.
But Sheng Ninghao didn't want to stay here any longer. He said, "The bloodline verification has ended. Xiao Xi is a member of the Saint Clan, and more importantly, the Saint Moon Clan. I think this is an undoubted matter, so what should we do?
gone."
"Stop!" Seeing them turning around to leave, Shenghualu shouted.
"This girl has the charm of Sister Ning Yue back then. I want to accept her as my disciple. Girl, what do you think?" Sheng Hualu looked straight at Mu Qianxi and said.
Mu Qianxi said: "Elder Hua Lu is not qualified to be my master. Clan leader, let's go."
"Swish, swish, swish..." Shenghualu gave a look, and the elder of the Shengri tribe in the temple moved.
The great elder of the Shengyue Clan shouted coldly: "Our Saint has such a powerful and noble bloodline, how dare you try to hurt her?"
"Of course we can't bear to hurt this girl, we just want her to stay. Don't you Shengyue Clan be so unclear about the situation," Shenghualu threatened.
"If Xiao Xi doesn't agree, then you can't force it."
"If she stays with me for a few more days and gets to know me, she will naturally agree. You Shengyue Clan are too stingy!"
The atmosphere was tense, and the two clans were about to start fighting. At this time, two figures appeared in the Holy Source Hall.
"Do you want to start a war in the Holy Source Palace? Do you still understand the rules?" the Holy Lord said sharply.
"See the Holy Lord!"
"See the Holy Lord!"
"..."
Everyone present saluted respectfully.
The Holy Lord's eyes fell on Mu Qianxi and said: "It is rare for our Holy Clan to have a young man with such outstanding blood. I am very happy. In addition, Qingchen also likes her very much, so he let her stay in Qingchen
Let’s practice by your side!”
A bright light flashed in Mu Qianxi's eyes, and for the first time she felt that the Holy Lord was a good person, although this guy definitely had bad intentions.
"Thank you Holy Lord, but I have a request, that is, I am still a saint of the Holy Moon Clan. I hope this will not change." Mu Qianxi looked at Holy Lord and said with a smile.
"Of course it's no problem." The Holy Lord agreed readily.
"Holy Lord..." Sheng Hualu wanted to say something else, but Mu Linlang was also extremely angry.
I finally caught the opportunity, so I couldn't bear to let her go like this.
The Holy Lord's eyes darkened slightly, "Haven't you seen her bloodline? The moonlight has not dissipated now, and I value it very much."
No matter how domineering Mu Linlang and her daughter are in the Holy Realm, the Lord of this Holy Realm is still the Holy Lord.
The Holy Master still made it clear that he valued her, and of course they did not dare to persecute him openly.
"It seems that this elder is not lucky enough to have such an outstanding disciple." Sheng Hualu said with a smile.
"Uncle Hao, please go back to your clan! I'm so powerful, nothing will happen to me." Mu Qianxi said to Sheng Ning Hao.
Sheng Ninghao secretly sighed. Ever since Xiao Xi showed such a strong bloodline, she was protected not only by the Holy Son Qingchen but also by the Holy Lord.
Those venomous women no longer dare to deal with her blatantly, and she is a little safer.
However, as a saint of the Holy Moon Clan, staying in the whirlpool of the Holy Sun Clan is not peaceful at all.
Looking at the girl's bright and confident smile, it seems that nothing can trouble her.
With such a talent like her, only in the Shengri Clan can she get better training resources and reach a higher level.
He smiled and said: "Yeah! Xiao Xi is the most powerful. If you don't want to stay anymore, come back. Our Shengyue Clan will always be your backing."
Sheng Ninghao left with the people of the Shengyue Clan reluctantly. Mu Qingchen said: "Holy Master, I will take her back to my palace to make arrangements first."
"Okay." The Holy Lord nodded slightly.
After they left, the Holy Lord looked at Mu Linlang and said, "Linlang, Hua Lu, follow me."
"yes!"
"Linlang has more important things. He should concentrate on his cultivation instead of wasting time dealing with a little girl. She should still be of some use, and you must know what's appropriate." The Holy Master said solemnly.
"But she defeated me, she must die." Mu Linlang said ferociously.
Holy Lord: "She must die, and you must do it yourself. But if you lose, then you have to improve your strength until you can kill her."
"I……"
Sheng Hualu grabbed Mu Linlang and said, "Holy Master, don't worry, I will supervise her cultivation."
Qianchen Palace is the palace of Holy Son Qingchen. Now she and her brother live here. This name is quite suitable.
Mu Qianxi smiled and said: "I can stay with you from now on, live together, eat together, chat and practice together, it feels great just thinking about it."
I wanted to stay far away from her, but I got closer and closer and couldn't keep her away.
He looked at Yuehua who had stayed from the other side of the sky and said: "Your bloodline is very strong, but this is not a lucky thing!"
"Why not? With a strong bloodline to rely on, at least I have more confidence in dealing with people I hate! I don't need to trouble you to back me up every time." Mu Qianxi said with a smile.
The Holy Moon Clan is already in decline, and its status in the Saint Clan is extremely low. If they want to compete with Mu Linlang, the more chips they have in their hands, the better.
Mu Qingchen smiled helplessly and did not answer.
In Qianchen Palace, Mu Qingchen's cultivation resources were extremely rich, and he was also very generous to Mu Qianxi.
Not only in terms of training resources, but also in terms of training, Mu Qianxi also felt that she was getting closer and closer to breaking through to the eighth level of the Spirit Master.
A wild girl from the Shengyue Clan eating and living with the Holy Son Qingchen really made many of the proud daughters of the Shengri Clan extremely jealous.
When Mu Qingchen was around, these people didn't dare to act rashly.
When he was out on business, trouble came to his door. "Sure enough, you are as ugly as the rumors say. Holy Son Qingchen must have taken pity on you and that's why he cared about you." A harsh and harsh voice came.
