Xuanhuan: Let you be the patriarch, will you mass-produce the emperor?

Mu Yueyao looked at the cultivation resources all over the ground, and was stunned in place.

It just feels like happiness has come too suddenly.

At the last moment, she was still a branch disciple with mediocre talent.

In the next second, he became the Mu family’s contemporary divine body Tianjiao.

There is also the personal canonization of the patriarch.

For a while, a huge sense of glory filled her heart, which couldn’t help but make her beautiful eyes fill with a trace of mist.

“Thank you Patriarch!!”

Mu Yueyao wiped the corners of her eyes and bowed.

“Cultivate well.”

Mu Shenchuan smiled and nodded, and his figure flashed, and he disappeared from the place.

Then the sound of the system in the sea of knowledge resounded non-stop.

“Ding! The investment is successful, and the crit is doubled. ”

“Congratulations to the host for obtaining, 10,000 catties of pure source.”

“Congratulations to the host for obtaining, three copies of heaven-level exercises.”

“Congratulations to the host for obtaining, one king-level martial art and two heaven-level martial arts.”

“Congratulations to the host for obtaining, three bottles of Jiuxiao Dan (Dongtian grade elixir).”

“Congratulations to the host for obtaining, ten top-grade psychic magic weapons.”

The rewards are as generous as ever.

The corner of Mu Shenchuan’s mouth hooked a smile.

Then he seemed to have thought of something, frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought.

Now that the Mu family has moved to a new ethnic land, it can be said that everything is in ruins.

Those who invested in white and green qualifications before can also achieve a return of 1:1 or 1:2 times.

But he can’t go around scattering money every day.

Nor can we let the clansmen develop the habit of getting something for nothing.

You know, the cultivation realm of the monk is of course important.

But heart, courage, and combat experience are also the keys.

Without experiencing the trials of blood and fire, you can’t become the strongest person on your own after all.

Forthwith.

Mu Shenchuan began to formulate a series of plans to cultivate clansmen in his mind.

Repeatedly deliberated….

……

Following.

On a huge square paved with white jade, people are crowded and shoulders are rubbing.

More than 20,000 members of the Mu family all attended after receiving the elder’s notice.

At this moment, everyone’s eyes brushed together to look at the high platform in front of them, and reverence appeared.

They all know it in their hearts.

Without Patriarch Mu Shenchuan, there would be no Mu family today.

From the existence at the bottom of one of the four major families in Qingyun Town, to the current famous Great Yan Dynasty, settled in Dongtian Blessed Land.

It only took just over a month.

It’s enough to convince everyone.

Perhaps in the future, the patriarch can lead the family to a whole new height.

Mu Shenchuan was sitting on the high platform, but his simple green shirt was filled with endless majesty.

His eyes fell and he spoke calmly.

“Summoning all of you to come here today is an announcement of several important things.”

“Before announcing, let’s introduce a few people to everyone.”

“One pulse, Mu Chen.”

The voice fell.

A handsome-looking young man quickly walked out of the crowd and came to the bottom of the high platform, and then turned to face all the clansmen.

His face is calm, his eyes are resolute, and the whole person is like a sharp sword out of the sheath, full of edge, and countless people can’t help but look sideways.

“Bone age seventeen, Yuandan realm one heavy heaven!” Mu Shenchuan spoke.

As soon as these words fell, all the clansmen widened their eyes and showed an incredulous look.

Mu Chen, they are no strangers.

He is the son of First Elder Mu Wuji, and once the most evil genius of the Mu family.

He reached the peak of the Quenching Body Realm at the age of thirteen.

It’s just that later, for some unknown reason, it was silent for three years.

Unexpectedly, he has appeared again now and has become a strong person in the Yuandan realm.

In the past, it was enough to rank as a family elder.

And how old he is, seventeen years old!

The future is simply limitless!

Becoming a real person in Zifu is basically a sure thing!

“Silence!”

Great Elder Mu Qingyun drank heavily.

The scene suddenly fell silent, but there were still many clansmen who could not hide the shocked look on their faces.

Then, Mu Shenchuan said lightly.

“Reward an independent spirit peak, give a number, Heavenly Dust Peak!”

“One reward for a king-level lower-grade martial art, a heaven-level exercise, and a psychic magic weapon!”

“Give the Purple Mansion Realm mount, the Heavenly Demon Spirit Vulture!”

In an instant, a Purple Mansion Great Demon filled with a monstrous demon aura swirled down from the sky and descended beside Mu Chen.

It was the Demon Vulture that day.

Its whole body is several feet long, and its plumes are shining with a metallic luster as black as ink, which is extremely powerful.

These mounts of the Purple Mansion Realm, I am afraid that the entire Great Yan Dynasty only has a few in the royal family.

It is a noble symbol of status.

It immediately made the eyes of countless clansmen extremely hot, and there were also those martial arts, exercises, psychic magic weapons, etc., which were all fetish that even the powerhouses of the Purple Mansion Realm were extremely hungry.

But right now, he was rewarded by the patriarch to a junior of the Yuandan Realm.

Such a reward is both rich and amazing!

“Thank you Patriarch!”

At this moment, Mu Chen could not hide the excitement in his heart, and bowed deeply towards Mu Shenchuan, respectfully parting.

Mu Shenchuan nodded lightly and continued to speak.

“Next!”

“Five Pulses, Mu Lang!”

“Bone age nineteen, Yuandan Realm Triple Heaven!”