"What?" As soon as Mo Ye finished speaking, a shrill scream rang out in the Fenggui meeting hall.
This strange cry was made by Feng Gui Lingyun.
He couldn't control his emotions, so he just shouted out.
The other members of the Fenggui clan looked at Mo Ye blankly, as if they were looking at the gods in their hearts.
Nie Tian looked stunned. Is Yuehong Chalcedony really that important to the Fenggui clan?
In fact, Nie Tian was not from the Fenggui clan, so he could not understand the significance of Yuehong Chalcedony to the Fenggui clan.
The bloodline power of the Fenggui clan is the Night-devouring Snow Cicada, but without the nourishment of the Moonlight Chalcedony, the Night-devouring Snow Cicada is like a useless bloodline, incomparable to the power of even the most ordinary bloodline.
Moreover, because of the bloodline of Night-eating Snow Chan, the Fenggui clan cannot breed other bloodlines.
In this way, without Yuehong Chalcedony, Night-eating Snow Cicada not only cannot be a help to the Wind Ghost Clan, but has become the biggest resistance.
Let me ask, among those big families and big forces, as well as the top experts and peak beings, which one does not possess powerful bloodline power?
Without the power of blood, at the same level, they would definitely be crushed by the opponent.
Take Nie Tian for example, the reason why he is powerful is precisely because of the power of stars and the power of gods and demons in his body.
Assuming that Nie Tian did not have the power of the stars and the power of gods and demons, he would not be much stronger than a warrior of the same level now.
This is the importance of the power of blood. Without the power of blood, it is destined not to become a big family.
The reason why the Fenggui clan declined so quickly was because there was no Yuehong Chalcedony!
At this moment, Mo Ye claimed that he had the purest Yuehong Chalcedony in his hand. How could Feng Gui Lingyun and others not be excited?
"Lord Feng Huang, are you telling the truth?" After a long time, Feng Gui Lingyun finally calmed down and asked with a trembling voice. "Does Chief Feng Gui still doubt me?" Mo Ye laughed and said: "Actually, your Feng Gui clan has great potential. Because what you practice is ancient martial arts that is rare in the world. But your bloodline The power is too weak, don't say it
There are very few people who can fully grasp the true power of the Eight Winds Ghost Dance. "
"This..." Feng Gui Lingyun's face froze, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
Indeed, there are only a few people in the entire Fenggui clan who can fully master the Eight Winds Ghost Dance.
Even when the Fenggui clan was at its peak, not many people in the family could truly understand the mystery of the Eight Winds Ghost Dance.
"Are ancient martial arts techniques powerful?" Nie Tian frowned and couldn't help but feel a little interested.
Judging from Mo Ye's words, this Eight Wind Ghost Dance seems to be very terrifying.
Looking back now, during the previous battle with Feng Kun, the latter's Night Devouring Realm was indeed very powerful.
Moreover, Nie Tian felt that Feng Kun had not released the power of the Night Devouring Realm, otherwise it would be difficult to determine the outcome of that battle.
"As far as I know, the bloodline of Night-devouring Snow Cicada is divided into Jiuming." Moye glanced at Fenggui Lingyun and continued: "But the Fenggui clan, not to mention the Jiuming bloodline, even the Sanming bloodline is It’s extremely rare.”
"Exactly." Feng Gui Lingyun was completely convinced at this time, nodded deeply, and said: "Currently among our Feng Gui clan, the strongest bloodline is Quanzi Fengkun, who is of Wuming bloodline. It's just..."
As he said that, Feng Gui Lingyun couldn't help but turn his gaze to Nie Tian.
Feng Kun had the strongest bloodline before, but after the battle with Nie Tian, it was almost useless.
"Feng Kun just used the Night Devouring Realm, which caused some damage to his bloodline, but it is not impossible to recover." Mo Ye said with a faint smile on his face.
Nie Tian frowned. He didn't expect Mo Ye to know about Feng Kun.
It seems that Mo Ye has been in the Valley of Wind and Ghost for a long time and must have witnessed the battle between Nie Tian and Feng Kun.
"What did you say?" Feng Gui Lingyun looked embarrassed. Suddenly, when he heard Mo Ye's words, his expression suddenly changed and he screamed.
"I can help Feng Kun recover his bloodline." Mo Ye smiled lightly.
"Lord Fenghuang, are you serious about what you said?" Feng Gui Lingyun's eyes were trembling violently, and he looked like he was about to cry.
Feng Kun is the number one genius of the Feng Gui clan, and he is his most beloved son. If Feng Kun's bloodline can be restored, it is not impossible for the Feng Gui clan to bow down to him.
"Of course." Mo Ye looked indifferent, but then he laughed and said: "But my help to you Feng Gui clan is naturally not free."
Feng Gui Lingyun's eyes trembled, his face stiffened for a moment, then returned to normal, and said: "This is natural. Whatever conditions Lord Fenghuang has, just say it, as long as the leader of the clan can do it, I will never refuse."
"Haha." Mo Ye laughed strangely twice, stared straight at Feng Gui Lingyun, and said, "Actually, this matter is very easy for Feng Gui Clan Leader. It just depends on whether Feng Gui Clan Leader is willing to do it?"
Feng Gui Lingyun's eyes trembled, and his heart sank.
The more Mo Ye said this, the less sure he felt.
Usually, the easier something is said to be, the more difficult it is to do.
"I want to recruit a group of young geniuses for Fengtian Sect. I want to select some people from the Fenggui clan. I wonder if the Fenggui clan leader is willing?" Mo Ye smiled again and said lightly.
"Are you recruiting disciples from the Feng Gui clan?" Feng Gui Lingyun's eyes became intense, and he nodded repeatedly: "This is easy. You can choose as many people as you want, Lord Feng Huang!"
Nie Tian's expression changed slightly. He guessed that Mo Ye's request was not that simple.
Recruiting disciples from the Fenggui clan is obviously a good thing, and there is no need for Mo Ye to make it a condition.
"Chief Feng Gui, I don't want many people. I only need nine hundred." Mo Ye smiled faintly and said, "And these nine hundred people will be taught by me personally. It's just..."
Having said this, Mo Ye couldn't help but pause.
"Just what?" Feng Gui Lingyun's heart skipped a beat and he asked anxiously.
"It's just that these nine hundred people will have nothing to do with the Feng Gui clan from now on." Mo Ye smiled again, his eyes instantly became a little cold, and he stared straight at Feng Gui Lingyun.
"This..." Feng Gui Lingyun's expression changed and he was speechless for a moment.
How could he not hear that Mo Ye was not recruiting disciples for the Fengtian Sect, but was recruiting nine hundred people from the Feng Gui clan!
And the future of these nine hundred people will have nothing to do with the Fenggui clan!
Anyone could tell that Mo Ye was definitely not doing something good by asking for these nine hundred people.
"If I, the Feng Gui clan, send these nine hundred people to Lord Fenghuang, can Lord Fenghuang tell me the method of developing Yuehong Chalcedony?" After a moment of silence, Fenggui Lingyun asked solemnly.
"Of course." Mo Ye smiled faintly and said, "I will send someone to bring you the development method and teach you. How about it?" "Okay!" Feng Gui Lingyun's eyes were lowered, revealing a sense of gloom and coldness, and he was silent for a few seconds. , spit out a word quietly.
