Fantasy: Start with 3,000 Saints and establish Yama Temple!

Feng Chen looked at the scene and couldn't help but said: "Senior, you are giving a drop of your blood to the contracted beast of King Xuan Demon. Is it really worth it?"

"You brat, you see things more clearly than my apprentice. Look at me, an unqualified apprentice, and you still frame me. This makes me feel very uncomfortable."

The Xuan Demon King was a little embarrassed when he heard this.

"Master, don't worry, I still know what the situation is."

"Don't call me master, and don't forget that you are just my registered disciple. Only when you can break through the third shackles will you be qualified to be my disciple.

"Okay. You three can leave as well. You will also get what you want from me. When you meet the requirements, come back and talk to me."

"You are of no use to me now."

After saying that, Feng Chen and the others left. Suddenly a man appeared next to Mad Demon God, who was the old fortune teller under the overpass.

The old fortune teller said: "Crazy Demon God, have you thought about it now? Do you know that by doing this, you have broken away from the golden thread of fate? Originally, the future achievements of the Xuan Demon King can only reach the Demon Divine Level.

"But if you give him a chance so forcefully, it is very likely that some things will change in the future, which will be dangerous."

"Haha, why are you so persistent, a bad old man? We'll tell you what happens in the future. What's more, it's useless to think so much now. The times belong to young people.

"To be honest, those of us are already old and our thinking has become somewhat solidified. What's more, you can't understand whether Feng Chen is still a disaster. Instead of doing this, it's better to add fuel to the fire. Maybe it can have unexpected effects."

"Well, since you said that, there is nothing the old man can do. I hope you do the right thing this time."

After saying that, the old fortune teller also left, leaving the Mad Demon God alone there quietly, not knowing what to think.

After the three people left the residence of the violent god, they saw that it was already very late and returned to the Ping An Inn. Kyuubi also frowned very much. I seemed to be thinking about something.

Feng Chen saw something was wrong with this scene and asked, "What's the matter? Jiuwei, is there something going on?"

Jiuwei shook his head, "It's not a big deal? It's just a little tricky... My sister Bai Hu is the Saintess of the nine-tailed demon fox clan."

"Originally, I should be the successor of the nine-tailed demon fox clan, but I got tired of those people's intrigues and chose to leave. My sister stayed here to suffer."

"But now they actually want to put my sister in the ancestral land and make her the next clan leader."

Feng Chen asked in confusion: "Isn't it great to become the patriarch? Why are you unhappy?"

"It's very good, but once you become the clan leader, you will never be able to leave the ancestral land of the nine-tailed demon fox in this life. Unless the nine-tailed demon fox perishes one day, otherwise you will never be able to take the next step. Do you still feel good about it now? ?"

When Feng Chen heard this, he felt that this was indeed a bit too much.

"If that's the case, what's the difference between that and restricting freedom?"

"I think so too. I hope the three of you can help me and rescue my sister."