In the gray-white space, there are two figures, silent.

One is the Venerable Master Xuanyuan, standing still, the old god is there, and the other is Chen Zong, his mood is like a tide, ups and downs.

The strongest person in the Great Sage Realm personally opened his mouth to accept disciples, what a privilege this is, Rao is Chen Zong has rich experience, and his heart is better than ordinary people, and he can't help but feel excited.

But in addition to being excited, Chen Zong slowly calmed down.

Although it was reasonable to say that he had performed well in the competition for places in the Lingwu Holy Land and finally won a place, so he was valued by the Master Xuanyuan and accepted as a registered disciple, but for some reason, he still had an unbelievable unreal feeling.

If you want to accept yourself as a disciple, why don't you let people call you to go, but use this method.

Perhaps, it was the preference of the Venerable Master Xuanyuan, after all, cultivators, especially cultivators who were unfathomable, had a difficult preference.

But for some reason, Chen Zong still had some doubts.

If you have doubts, let them understand.

"It's an honor for my seniors to value me. After a moment's consideration, Chen Zong stared at the Venerable Master Xuanyuan and said, "It's just, what price do the juniors have to pay?"

Chen Zong's words are inevitably a little rude, but this is a question in his heart, and Chen Zong will not ask in a roundabout way, it is not his own style.

"There's a little thing I need your help with. The Venerable Master Xuanyuan smiled and said, "This matter is just a matter of effort for you. ”

"Senior, please speak. Chen Zongdao, but his heart sank slightly, sure enough, it was not so simple.

I'm afraid that valuing myself is incidental, and there are things that need to be done by myself, which is true, and using a named disciple to tempt myself, this matter is not a so-called trivial matter.

"I have two disciples, one of whom is the king of Chu. Master Xuanyuan spoke again, but it made Chen Zong's heart sink even more: "The King of Chu has royal blood, extraordinary talent, and carries the luck of the royal family, so he needs chance. ”

"This time, you won the quota of the Lingwu Holy Land, it is a great achievement, and the old man will not forget it. ”

"The old man will not only accept you as a disciple, but will also pass on to you what he has learned in his life, and you can also enter the royal treasury and choose three treasures at will. ”

"And all you have to pay is just a quota of the Lingwu Holy Land, and give it to the King of Chu. Master Xuanyuan finally said, his eyes suddenly fell on Chen Zong, and an indescribable coercion seemed to be the way of heaven, making Chen Zong almost suffocate.

Really!

Sure enough, it was not simple, it was actually for the quota of the Lingwu Holy Land.

Lingwu Holy Land, it only opens once in a thousand years, and for himself, there is only one chance to enter, this kind of thing is a big thing, a big thing, but in the words of the Venerable Master Xuanyuan, it is just a small matter, an inconsequential little thing, this kind of practice suddenly made Chen Zong very ashamed.

Fortunately, I was not carried away by the surprise and immediately apprenticed.

If it's an apprentice, then the meaning is different.

As a disciple, it is normal to listen to the instructions of the master.

The so-called master has something to do with his disciples, and this has been the case since ancient times, and at that time, if the Master Xuanyuan asks for the quota of the Lingwu Holy Land again, it will be really difficult for him to refuse.

Fortunately, my intuition took effect again, and I asked clearly, otherwise, the consequences would be serious.

"Thank you seniors for valuing me, but since I have cultivated, I have always been a person, and I am used to being free and wild, if I worship my predecessors, I am afraid that I will ruin the rules and reputation of my predecessors. Chen Zong said without hurry.

In this way, on the surface, he refused to worship Master Xuanyuan as his teacher, but in fact, he refused to give up the quota of the Lingwu Holy Land.

Sure enough, Master Xuanyuan's complexion suddenly sank, and Chen Zong's complexion also changed greatly, because, as Master Xuanyuan's complexion sank, the gray-white aura in all directions seemed to be angry, becoming violent, exuding an incomparably amazing and terrifying momentum, as if he wanted to suppress and destroy Chen Zong, and his bones were gone.

The earth-shattering horror went straight to the deepest part of Chen Zong's heart.

I saw that the eyes of the Venerable Master Xuanyuan burst with a touch of essence, and it hit Chen Zong directly without dodging, Chen Zong only felt that the fire of his soul was swaying suddenly, almost extinguished, and the whole person's soul seemed to be bound and imprisoned by an invisible but irresistible force.

I couldn't move a single bit, I could only stare wide, and my eyeballs almost bulged out.

"Say, you voluntarily give up the quota of the Lingwu Holy Land and transfer it to the Chu Wangshi. At the same time, between the opening and closing of the Venerable Master's lips, the Venerable Master Xuanyuan slowly uttered a sentence, each word was filled with an indescribable unique rhythm, constantly invading Chen Zong's mind, giving Chen Zong a feeling of being controlled and assimilated by him.

"Can't tell!"

"Can't tell!"

A thought, that was the last resistance, echoed in Chen Zong's mind.

Chen Zong had a feeling that once he said that sentence, it would become a fact, like a golden rule, and at that time, the Lingwu Holy Land would no longer have anything to do with him.

This place is something that I have made a lot of efforts, wandered on the edge of life and death, and competed with many peerless heavenly pride, and finally got it, it is a big opportunity, how can I give it to others and cut off my own chance.

Can't say!

Absolutely can't say!

Chen Zong was resisting and fighting, but he was horrified to find that the idea of resistance in his mind was gradually weakening with the passage of time, and it was replaced by something to say.

When he opened his mouth, Chen Zong's mouth trembled slightly, and he wanted to say that sentence, but he struggled not to say it.

This feeling is extremely uncomfortable, extremely tormenting, unprecedented, it is a kind of resistance and struggle that comes from the soul and from the mind, and it is many times more dangerous than the direct confrontation of the body.

Hold!

In any case, be sure to hold on.

Although, perhaps, I can't last long and have to compromise, but now, I can still fight and never give up.

Never give up!

Since I have cultivated, I have gone through countless dangers and hovered on the edge of life and death many times, and I have never given up, nor have I ever thought of giving up, not before, not this time, and not in the future.

Hold!

The extremely strong belief exploded, and suddenly, the soul fire that was almost extinguished burned in an instant and became vigorous.

Feeling the change in Chen Zong's beliefs, Master Xuanyuan's eyes became darker and deeper.

This time, it is not his own body, but only a little bit of his mind, if not, where can a mere one enter the holy realm have the power to resist.

But even so, Master Xuanyuan's underwear was very surprised.

He is the strongest person in the Great Saint Realm, and the gap between entering the Saint Realm is like the ant and the giant elephant, even if it is just an idea to descend, there is also a gap between a kitten and a tiger, and he can't surrender the other party in a short time.

It's really unusual.

It's a pity that if it weren't for the child of Chu Wangshi, such a talent, he would be very excited, and he would have to accept him as a personal disciple.

But now it's like this, there is absolutely no reason to stop, as long as the other party personally says to give up the quota, this matter will be done, as for the fate of the other party, it is naturally the soul is damaged, and it can still be cultivated in the future, but it is not as good as before.

In other words, if Chen Zong said what the Venerable Xuanyuan wanted this time, his soul would be wounded incomparably, and at that time, his talent would drop drastically, and all aspects would also drop drastically, and he would change from a top peerless genius to an ordinary genius.

Although in the path of cultivation, the mind is very important, the effort is very important, and the opportunity is very important, but talent is also very important.

If you don't have enough talent, when you get the inheritance of wisdom, it will be difficult to understand and understand it, and your cultivation will progress slowly and slightly, and it will be difficult to get a glimpse of the mystery until you die.

This is like two people, one has a good family background, the other is from an ordinary background, the two do the same career, the same effort and the same dedication, but people with family background can often make their careers bigger and stronger more easily, and achieve good achievements, and without the help of their family background, the other person can only rely on their own efforts to slowly survive.

Venerable Xuanyuan's practice was to cut off Chen Zong's cultivation path.

Hold!

In any case, you must hold on, and if you can't hold on, it will be an extremely bad consequence.

Chen Zong's face was distorted, blood was spilling from the corners of his eyes, and blood trickled down the corners of his eyes, looking terrifying.

Can't hold it!

Chen Zong knew that his resistance had reached the limit, and compared with the strongest in the Great Sage Realm, the gap was still too big after all, just like the fireflies compared to the bright moon, even if there was no reluctance, it would be exhausted.

"Xuanyuan, the strongest person in the Great Saint Realm, this kind of practice is too despicable. ”

Suddenly, a sound exploded like a divine thunder that opened the heavens and the earth, with a bit of anger, and the terrifying power of the Emperor came down from the sky in an instant, as if it was a fierce blow like a big hand, directly breaking the gray-white space and tearing it apart.

Groundbreaking!

It's really like opening the world, terrifying to the extreme, terrifying to the extreme.

The gray-white void was torn apart, shattered, trampled and destroyed mercilessly.

To the surprise of Master Xuanyuan, the darkness in the depths of his eyes also disappeared in an instant, and Chen Zong only felt that the restraints in his soul had also disappeared, and the whole person could no longer support it, and fell into darkness, as if he was constantly sinking, falling into the endless abyss.

"Xuantian, don't meddle with things!" said the Venerable Master Xuanyuan angrily, he was about to succeed, but because the Xuantian God was about to make a move, he was destroyed, and the success fell short, and the Venerable Master Xuanyuan had an indescribable anger in his heart.

"This son is the general of my Xuantian Legion, my Xuantian Legion is peerless, and he has obtained the quota of the Lingwu Holy Land, which is his ability and creation, how can you covet it. "The Xuantian Divine General's big hand was extremely fierce, as if a heavenly dome had collapsed, mercilessly blasting at the Xuanyuan Venerable's body with anger.

Rumble!

After all, the Venerable Xuanyuan was not there in person, it was just a body with condensed thoughts, how could he resist the angry Xuantian Divine General, who was immediately defeated and shattered, and completely disappeared.

The moment that idea was defeated, in the deepest part of the Xuanyuan royal family, a terrifying aura also rose to the sky, and that breath carried annoyance and anger, as if it was about to shatter the heavenly dome, and suddenly the people in the Xuanyuan royal capital felt terrified, as depressed as a storm was coming.