As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a half-year-old child with a delicate face walking out of the cabin.

This child has a tall and straight figure and is dressed in a strong black shirt. He has obviously used the art of transformation to converge the characteristics of the Bull Demon clan. However, judging from his exquisite appearance, he is completely different from his father, who is tall and powerful.

"Brother Zhenkui!"

"Is this your youngest son?" Chen Fan looked at the two of them with a playful expression.

Saint Ancestor Zhenkui blushed, coughed slightly and explained: "Jing'er looks like his mother, but he has awakened the blood of the ancient bull demon in his body, and his talent is still higher than that of Lao Niu me!"

"oh?"

"Ancient Bull Demon?"

"Brother Zhenkui is actually willing to leave such talent to me, an outsider, to cultivate?" Chen Fan was also surprised.

You must know that in terms of bloodline level, this ancient bull demon is not inferior to those so-called true dragons and true phoenixes. Moreover, after this young man came out, Chen Fan could see through the aura of cultivation in him at a glance.

Although he is not in the late stage of pill formation, there is an incredible power brewing in this child's body. He has obviously inherited the characteristics of the Niu Demon clan's innate divine power.

Coupled with the inheritance of the ancient bloodline, I am afraid that with some casual training, his practice will be rapid in the future, far better than the same level, but more than a hundred times stronger than the disciples Chen Fan took in the lower realm.

"It's not that I don't want to let go! It's that this kid has taken a liking to you, Brother Qinglin!"

"When Jing'er was born more than 30 years ago, it happened to be the time when Brother Qinglin became famous in the Holy World. It was the rumor that spread throughout our Bull Demon clan."

"If it weren't for this, I, Lao Niu, would not have come all the way here to look for the traces of Brother Qinglin." Saint Ancestor Zhenkui had a look of helplessness on his face, but his eyes were full of tenderness when he looked at the child.

"Jing'er! Come and meet your future master!"

"Don't you really want to worship the First Demon Lord as your teacher? As a father, I have gone through a lot of hard work to find a real person for you!" Saint Ancestor Zhenkui waved his hand.

The handsome child's expression became excited when he heard this, and he quickly ran up to the two of them. After looking Chen Fan up and down, he suppressed his blush and leaned over to bow: "Master, your magical power is unparalleled in the world! The Holy World rules the roost! Please give me a favor."

Be bowed to by my disciple!"

"Little guy, wait a minute... Qing has not yet agreed to your father's suggestion of accepting a disciple!" Chen Fan stretched out his fingers upon seeing this, and an invisible force held up the child to prevent him from leaning over.

"You brat! How can you be so careless about becoming a disciple?"

"Brother Qinglin is the number one demon in the holy world, and there are so many people begging him to accept you as a disciple. Without three bows and nine kowtows, plus these apprenticeship ceremonies, I won't accept you easily!" Saint Ancestor Zhenkui laughed and scolded for a while, and stretched out his hand.

With a wave, he took out nine magic crystal treasure boxes emitting various auras and presented them on the table.

"Fellow Taoist Zhenkui, what are you doing?" Chen Fan raised his eyelids upon seeing this. The materials in the nine treasure boxes were each more valuable than the last.

Even a large piece of the body refining treasure such as the Demon Refining Gold was put in, and it was several times larger than the piece that Chen Fan exchanged for at the exchange meeting. Its value is self-evident.

"Haha! Brother Qinglin, don't be polite to me, Lao Niu. These are Jing'er's mother who prepared them in advance as a thank you gift."

"If Brother Qinglin is willing to accept my youngest son as his disciple, these gifts of thanks will naturally be given to him!" Saint Ancestor Zhenkui said with a hearty smile.

"Ahem... I have agreed to Jin Pan's proposal before and will go to another world within a hundred years. If something goes wrong on the way, I am afraid that this child will be implicated. I think I will forget about this apprenticeship!" Chen

Fan declined, but in his heart he was quite tempted by the nine treasure boxes.

"Going to another world?"

"What a difficult thing it is!"

"Lao Niu, when I was still young, I joined the Holy Sacrifice Army and went to another world to kill three people in and three out! Since this kid Jing'er is a descendant of my Niu Demon clan, he is naturally not afraid of such challenges." Saint Zhen Kui.

Zu heard this and waved his hands repeatedly, apparently acquiescing to Chen Fan's future actions of leading his disciples to travel to other worlds.

The handsome child on the side was also quite polite. He bowed to Chen Fan and said, "Master, please rest assured! As the son of the Holy Ancestor, I will never be timid on the battlefield and stand behind Master!"

Chen Fan was also quite moved when he heard this. After pondering for a moment, he said seriously: "That's alright! Since fellow Taoist Zhenkui has asked for this share, I'll just accept him! With Qing's little magical power,

It’s not that difficult to protect a direct disciple.”

Seeing Chen Fan relenting and agreeing to accept him as a disciple, both father and son looked happy.

"Jing'er! Why don't you quickly bow and pay homage to your mentor!" Saint Ancestor Zhenkui said in a loud voice.

The handsome child hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed in salute. This time, he was not stopped by the invisible magic power, but kowtowed heavily on the deck several times to complete the apprenticeship ceremony.

"Good boy! Let me see your foundation."

Chen Fan also laughed when he saw this, stretched out his hands to help Zhen Jing up, and a stream of spiritual power penetrated into this child's body along his hands. In just one circle, he had a thorough understanding of this child's cultivation.

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This Zhenjing is worthy of being the son of the Holy Ancestor. He is only in his early thirties, but he already has the foundation of cultivation in the late stage of pill formation. In addition, this son's legal body is originally from the bull demon clan known for its divine power, and his physical body

The foundation is extremely strong.

In addition, with the bloodline talent of the ancient bull demon, once the true body changes, I am afraid that I can easily leapfrog the battle, and I am not weak enough to face the Nascent Soul level monks.

"How is it? Lao Niu, isn't my son good?" Saint Ancestor Zhenkui opened his eyes wide and wanted to hear Chen Fan's opinion.

"Solid foundation! Extraordinary bloodline!"

"Jing'er's talent is probably still above that of our Jialuo royal family. If we can grow up smoothly in the future, our achievements will not be lower than those of you and me." Chen Fan nodded and praised a few words.

This newly acquired disciple is indeed something extraordinary, especially the ancient bull demon bloodline in his body. If developed properly, it will help him grow rapidly in the future.

It takes thirty years to form an elixir, fifty years to form a baby, and a hundred years to transform into a god. I'm afraid it's not that difficult.

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"Haha! With Brother Qinglin saying this, I feel relieved!"

"Jing'er, from today on you will be at your master's side and serve you well. My father has also prepared several magic treasures for you to protect the way. Remember to practice more frequently after you go out." Saint Ancestor Zhenkui showed a bit of satisfaction.

Color, stretched out his hand to grab it, and several magic treasures with different colors appeared in his palm, and handed them into Zhenjing's hands.

"Thank you, Father, for the treasure!"

"The child will definitely practice well and not fall into the name of my bull-demon clan!" After Zhenjing accepted the treasure, he stood next to Chen Fan respectfully.

Upon seeing this, Chen Fan also politely put away the nine treasure boxes on the table, and then took out a purple jade slip in front of Saint Ancestor Zhenkui: "Disciple, I have practiced a lot of real skills for my master, most of them are based on

Based on the martial arts of the Jialuo clan, the only thing that can teach you is this Jiuyou Yuan Shen Jue! This technique was inherited from the hands of the Jiuyou Demon Emperor in ancient times. After practicing it to a great level, it is enough to run rampant in the demon world and find no opponents!

I hope you will work hard and practice more in the future so that you can start training as soon as possible."

When he heard that this technique had such great origins, Zhen Jing also showed joy on his face: "Thank you so much, Master, for giving me this technique! I will practice diligently in the future and serve Master!"

As for the Saint Ancestor Zhenkui on the side, he was also slightly surprised when he saw this: "Nine Nether Yuan Shen Jue? It is such a real skill! Jing'er, you are very lucky. You have obtained such a precious Yuan Shen Kung Fu as soon as you became a disciple.

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"That's all. Since Brother Qinglin is so generous to me, I won't hide it anymore."
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