Martial arts become gods

Chapter 325 Sacrifice Ceremony
Now Yan Zhiyu is the most vocal in Huoyan Palace, but after this incident, Yan Xiao doesn't want to hand over the position of heir to Yan Zhiyu.

However, if he doesn't have any reasonable reasons, it seems that he can't withstand the pressure from many sides. After all, he is the master of the Fire Palace, and he can't do many things rashly.

……

Taking advantage of the few days before the sacrificial ceremony, Yan Zhiyu was also very busy, running around looking for people to support him.

The effect is also obvious. After all, as the eldest son, he has the highest strength and talent, and the successor is the successor, so there are not many people who will offend Yan Zhiyu, who is most likely to become the palace master.

And when the Huoyan Palace was busy, Mo Xian and Yan Zhilie were all forgotten.

After all, three knives and six holes are unbearable for ordinary people, so they still haven't woken up, so for some people, they are no different from dead people.

Soon, the sacrificial ceremony of the Huoyan Palace arrived as scheduled, and the guests from all parties were already seated.

The entire Huoyan Palace was decorated with lanterns and festoons, crowded with people, and it was a grand occasion.

The largest square in the Huoyan Palace has been arranged as a temporary meeting place, with no less than a thousand seats placed on it, and it is already full of guests.

Numerous servants shuttled through it, presenting all kinds of expensive tea and snacks.

In the whole venue, there was laughter and laughter.

Yan Zhiyu, dressed in a splendid attire, went to and from various guests, and kept saying hello to some heavyweight guests, and seemed to be very familiar with most of them.

And these guests were not stingy with their compliments, chatting and laughing with the future Lord of the Flame Palace one after another.

"Zhi Yu, I'm afraid you will have to do something this time as the heir. Congratulations in advance."

"Yeah, looking at our 36 forces, which younger generation can compare with you, the position of the heir, it must be you!"

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The compliments around him kept piercing into Yan Zhiyu's ears, making his self-confidence grow wildly.

However, he still pretended to be humble and replied one by one: "As for the issue of heirs, I will follow my father's arrangements."

Although he said so, he actually regarded himself as the heir.

The atmosphere on the venue became more and more intense, and the sacrificial ceremony soon began.

Yan Xiao first said some words of thanks on behalf of the Flame Palace, and they were all words on the scene.

Then the sacrificial ceremony officially began, and the process was roughly the same as before. All kinds of livestock were placed on the sacrificial platform, and were directly twisted into pieces by an inexplicable force.

The sacrificial ceremony is a tradition of the Huoyan Temple, and the whole process is very complicated.

And most of the people who came here were just cheating to eat and drink, and they were familiar with each other, so none of them were very interested. Instead, they were very interested in the exquisite snacks and drinks prepared by the Huoyan Palace.

"Master Yanxiao, I heard that the successor has been determined, why don't you take this opportunity to announce and let me see the demeanor of the successor of the Huoyan Palace?" OK

As soon as he said this, it also aroused a lot of echoes.

After all, the position of an heir is very sensitive, which is related to the deployment of many people's future decisions.

And the matter of the successor of the Huoyan Temple has been pushed and pushed again and again, which makes them very distressed, so they don't want to be headless chickens anymore.

"Hehe, Dad, what are you going to do now?" Yan Zhiyu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, appearing extremely confident and confident.

Yan Xiao also frowned slightly, indeed, this matter must be done urgently, otherwise, his face would be a little ugly.

After all, in such a huge Huoyan Temple, it is impossible to choose an heir, so it is a joke.

"Master Yanxiao, I heard that your eldest son is extremely talented and of high character, so he should be the heir!" Another person followed suit, and naturally there was an overwhelming response.

"Zhiyu, Zhiyu, the more you are like this, the more I don't want to easily let you be the heir!"

Yan Xiao secretly sighed in his heart, they were all his sons, he naturally would not favor anyone, but Yan Zhiyu's actions made him a little displeased, and naturally made him feel a little bit of rejection.

Yan Zhiyu was also too impatient, the position of the heir was originally his, but in the past few years he was a little too eager for quick success, and played some tricks that he thought were clever.

But he didn't seem to have thought that these tricks of his would not be able to escape Yan Xiao's eyes.

However, although Yan Xiao didn't like it in his heart, under today's situation, he seemed to have to give everyone a satisfactory answer.

"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient, the matter of the heir is not to be trifled with..." Yan Xiao said slowly.

"Father, what's the point of procrastinating now?" Yan Zhiyu smiled faintly, and then gestured to the side calmly.

After receiving Yan Zhiyu's signal, many people nodded secretly, and then began to put pressure on Yan Xiao.

Among them were some heavyweight guests.

It has to be said that Yan Zhiyu is still very skillful, and he has received the support of so many people.

However, this is also related to his identity. He is the eldest son himself, coupled with his high talent and No.1 status among the younger generation, it is difficult not to get support.

For a moment, Yan Xiao also fell into a dilemma.

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At the same time, both Mo Xian and Yan Zhilie moved slightly in the Yanling Spring and the ordinary clear spring, and then woke up completely.

The injuries from the three swords and six holes were so severe that it took them so many days to recover their strength.

"Huh, I'm actually alive?" Yan Zhilie was a little unbelievable, he didn't think he could survive such a serious injury.

He carefully checked his body, but found that it was basically fine, and even the six holes were inaudible.

"Could it be that……"

He suddenly thought of a possibility, in the twin ghost spirit altar, Mo Xian got his realm and some martial skills, but he only got Feng Lei Dong.

This is obviously a bit unusual, and thinking about it now, he probably got another thing.

He knew about Mo Xian's recovery ability. To put it in another way, it was physically strong.

And according to the characteristics of the twin ghost spirit altar, it is very possible that he has obtained Mo Xian's powerful physical body.

It's just that this is too difficult for people to understand, so they didn't think of it at the time.

"If that's the case, then my body..." Yan Zhiyu immediately thought of a possibility, and immediately mobilized his energy with all his strength.

He was prepared to suffer and be weak for a while.

However, this time, no matter how hard he pushed, the convulsions that had troubled him for more than ten years did not appear.

"I... I'm fine..." Yan Zhilie muttered to himself, obviously still a little bit disbelieving of the current situation.

(End of this chapter)