At the beginning, the ice sword shot by Cheng Luo's ice crystal gourd injured Shen Lang, and the two of them have been beaten by Shen Lang since then. Dust√ × Literature × Network

All the disciples of the Chongxiao Hall were stunned, and it was unbelievable that a monk in the early stage of Nirvana could defeat the two mid-stage elders of the Chongxiao Hall who had been famous for a long time so easily.

Shen Lang flew down from the sky, and Elder He and Cheng Luo also flew down with earthy faces, and the scene was silent.

Xiao Ling'er hurriedly ran forward, looked at the injuries and blood stains on Shen Lang's chest and abdomen, and asked with concern, "Brother Shen Lang, your injuries?"

"It's fine, it's just a minor injury. Shen Lang waved his hand.

The cold qi at the wound had already been forced out by the Yuan Spirit Power in his body, and the wound was gradually healed under the effect of the Holy Yang Battle Qi.

Shen Lang hugged his fists towards the Duanmu Old Ancestor who was standing in mid-air, "Duanmu Hall Master, is the junior already qualified?"

Duanmu Old Ancestor couldn't hold his face a little, thinking that my Chongxiao Hall was really in decline, and the two elite elders couldn't even beat a kid who had just entered Nirvana!

He guessed that Shen Lang's strength was good, but he didn't expect this kid's combat power to reach such a point. No wonder he can obtain the barbarian god inheritance, this kid is really extraordinary.

"Hmph, junior, you have some skills. As a cultivator, I should speak with strength. Now that you have defeated the two Elders, you are considered qualified to be the Elder of our faction. Duanmu Ancestor said coldly.

"Elder?" Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, then clasped his fists and said, "The junior just wants your sect to take him in temporarily, and he doesn't mean to be an elder of your sect." ”

As soon as he heard this, Duanmu Old Ancestor was not happy. In his heart, he wanted to try his best to win over talents like Shen Lang, but because of his face, it was not good to ask Shen Lang for a junior.

What's more, there are so many people watching here.

Duanmu Ancestor had no choice but to use the voice to talk to Shen Lang: "Hmph, boy, don't be embarrassed, my faction occupies the blessed land of Lingxiao Mountain, and the cultivation resources are extremely rich, you and I are an elder under the sect of Chongxiao Palace, there are only benefits and no harms." As for the pressure of the Beast God Palace, this seat will naturally help you withstand it. ”

Shen Lang's ears sounded the voice of Duanmu Ancestor.

The "Technique of Transmitting Sound into the Secret" can only be performed by monks above the Nirvana stage and the foundation building period, and Shen Lang has not yet learned the technique of sound transmission, so he cannot transmit sound.

However, Duanmu Ancestor has already opened up the voice transmission channel between the two, and Shen Lang can talk to him secretly.

"The Lord of Duanmu Hall is kind, and the younger generation is unforgettable. It's just that the younger generation has always been alone. Shen Lang said secretly.

"Junior, with your current strength and talent, you have entered the gate of my Chongxiao Palace, do you know what it means? If you can break through the Yuan Dan Stage in this hundred years, the position of the Lord of the First Hall of the Chongxiao Hall is yours. Duanmu Ancestor frowned.

Although Duanmu Ancestor has the cultivation of the late stage of Jindan, ranking fourth among the top ten masters of the wilderness, he is the only one in the entire Chongxiao Hall who is in the Jindan stage, if he sits down, the situation in the Chongxiao Hall will be very dangerous.

In the current Chongxiao Palace, there is not even a monk in the late stage of foundation building, except for Xiao Ling'er, the ice spirit body that was received three years ago, the rest of the disciples have little hope of breaking through the Jindan stage. Therefore, Duanmu Ancestor was really worried about the inheritance of Chongxiao Palace.

Shen Lang's heart is cold, the lord of a palace?

It's unimaginable that this Duanmu Ancestor actually wants to pass on the position to himself?

If it were other cultivators, I am afraid that they would have been extremely excited, but Shen Lang did not have any interest in the identity of this Chongxiao Hall Master.

In Shen Lang's opinion, the lord of this hall has no advantages except for being powerful and being able to pretend to be forced.

He is the kind of person who is bent on pursuing the supreme and powerful realm, and he doesn't want to be distracted by other things, not to mention that he will have to look for Su Ruoxue in the future, and he can't stay in the wilderness forever.

"The Duanmu Hall Master looked at the juniors like this, and the juniors were very frightened! However, the juniors had pursued the supreme and powerful realm all their lives, and they really didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the sect, so as not to affect their cultivation. Shen Lang said solemnly.

"You" Duanmu Old Ancestor's face was a little ugly, unbelievable, he opened this kind of bargaining chip, and the other party still refused?

After being silent for a while, Duanmu Old Ancestor said, "That's it!"

He felt that Shen Lang might not be the kind of person who could spare his mind to cultivate.

Throughout the ages, no Yuan Infant Power could have reached that state by cultivating in retreat and resting on his laurels.

Cultivating the true cultivation is an extremely difficult process, and without a certain opportunity, no matter how high the talent is, the cultivation is limited.

If it weren't for the fact that he was the only Jindan monk in Chongxiao Palace, Duanmu Ancestor would have relinquished his power, thrown down Chongxiao Palace, and traveled all over the world. It's just that he really can't rest assured that he can't go down to Chongxiao Palace, if he wants to leave, Chongxiao Hall will definitely cheat his father.

The group of old things from the Seven Great Sects had long been looking at the spiritual veins of Lingxiao Mountain.

Perhaps it was because of the constraints of the sect that he Duanmu Bai could not take a step forward and break through the Yuan Infant Stage.

Listening to Shen Lang's words just now, Duanmu Old Ancestor couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Shen Lang was able to see through this at such a young age, which immediately made him greatly appreciated.

is worthy of being the inheritor of the barbarian gods, but he is a mouse-eyed.

Duanmu Ancestor continued to transmit the voice: "Junior, this seat already knows your concerns. Since you don't want to be the elder of your own faction, then you can be my Elder of the Sect. ”

"What is Elder Keqing?" asked Shen Lang curiously.

"Although Elder Keqing is also an elder, he does not need to listen to perform the functions of the sect. The only requirement is that when this sect encounters a major crisis, if Elder Keqing is able, he must help once. Duanmu Ancestor said coldly.

"Okay, junior agree!" Shen Lang immediately clenched his fists.

Duanmu Old Ancestor is willing to take him in, Shen Lang owes him a great favor, if he can break through the Dan period in the future, he will naturally protect Chongxiao Palace.

Duanmu Old Ancestor nodded slightly, then lifted the transmission, and said in a deep voice: "From now on, I will send one more Elder Keqing, and it is this Elder Shen Langshen. The entrance ceremony is exempted, and I just need to greet the disciples of the Xiao Palace. ”

The voice reverberated in all directions, echoing in the ears of every monk near the mine.

"I've seen Elder Shen!" a large number of law enforcement disciples of the Chongxiao Hall on the Spirit Boat clasped their fists and saluted.

"I've seen Elder Shen!" the guards on the side of the Spirit Mine fell to their knees one after another.

The fat man didn't dare to raise his head, and he trembled with fright, thinking that this time he was cheating, and he actually provoked this new elder by mistake.

Looking at the respectful appearance of the disciples of Chongxiao Hall in all directions, Shen Lang scratched his head, the pomp was so big, he was a little embarrassed.

"I've seen Uncle Shen!" Xiao Ling'er couldn't be more happy, and she also hugged her fist towards Shen Lang and stuck out her little tongue.