At first, the ice sword shot by Cheng Luo's ice crystal gourd injured Shen Lang. After that, the two of them were beaten by Shen Lang.
All the disciples of Chongxiao Palace were dumbfounded and couldn't believe that a monk in the early stage of Nirvana could so easily defeat two middle-stage foundation-building elders who had long been famous in Chongxiao Palace.
Shen Lang flew down from the sky, Elder He and Cheng Luo also flew down with pale 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, are you injured?"
"It's okay, it's just a minor injury." Shen Lang waved his hand.
The cold air in the wound had already been forced out by the Yuanling energy in his body, and the wound gradually healed under the influence of Shengyang's war energy.
Shen Lang cupped his fists towards Ancestor Duanmu who was standing with his hands behind his back in mid-air and said, "Master Duanmu, is this junior qualified?"
Ancestor Duanmu was a little embarrassed, thinking that my Chongxiao Palace was really in decline. Two elite elders couldn't even defeat a boy who had just entered Nirvana!
He guessed that Shen Lang was quite strong, but he didn't expect that this boy's combat power had reached this level. No wonder he could obtain the Barbarian God's inheritance, this boy was truly extraordinary.
"Humph, junior, you have some abilities. As a practitioner of Taoism, I should speak for myself with my strength. Since you have defeated two elders, you are qualified to be an elder of our sect." Ancestor Duanmu was neither cold nor indifferent.
said.
"Elder?" Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, then clasped his fists and said, "This junior just wants to be temporarily taken in by your sect, and has no intention of becoming an elder of your sect."
When he heard this, Patriarch Duanmu was not happy. In his heart, he wanted to try his best to win over talents like Shen Lang, but because of his face, he couldn't ask for help from a junior like Shen Lang.
Besides, there are so many people watching here.
Ancestor Duanmu had no choice but to use voice transmission to talk to Shen Lang: "Hmph! Boy, don't be shameless. Our sect occupies the blessed land of Lingxiao Mountain and has extremely rich cultivation resources. You can treat me as an elder under the Chongxiao Palace. There are only benefits and no disadvantages.
As for the pressure from the Beast God Palace, I will naturally help you bear it."
Ancestor Duanmu's message rang in Shen Lang's ears.
"The art of transmitting sounds into secrets" can only be performed by monks who are in the Nirvana stage and the foundation-building stage or above. Shen Lang has not yet learned the art of transmitting sounds, so he cannot transmit sounds.
However, Patriarch Duanmu has opened a sound transmission channel between the two, and Shen Lang can talk to him secretly.
"Master Duanmu's kindness will be unforgettable to me. However, I am used to living alone." Shen Lang said secretly.
"Short-sighted! Junior, do you know what it means for you to join my Chongxiao Palace with your current strength and talent? I only have less than a hundred years left to live. If you can break through the Yuan Dan stage within this hundred years,
This position as the master of the first hall of Chongxiao Palace is yours." Ancestor Duanmu frowned.
Although Patriarch Duanmu has a cultivation level of the late Golden Core stage and ranks fourth among the top ten masters of the Wilderness, he is the only one in the entire Chongxiao Palace who is in the Golden Core stage. Once he is enthroned, the situation in Chongxiao Palace will be very serious.
Danger.
In the current Chongxiao Palace, there is not even a single monk in the late stage of foundation building. Except for Xiao Ling'er, who received the ice spirit body three years ago, the other disciples have little hope of breaking through to the golden elixir stage. Therefore, Patriarch Duanmu is really worried.
The inheritance of Xiaodian.
Shen Lang's heart trembled, the master of a palace?
It is unimaginable that this Duanmu ancestor actually wants to pass the position to himself?
If it were other monks, they would have been extremely excited, but Shen Lang had no interest in the identity of the master of Chongxiao Palace.
In Shen Lang's view, the master of this palace has no advantages other than having great power and being able to show off.
He is the kind of person who pursues the highest and most powerful state wholeheartedly and does not want to be distracted by other things. What's more, he will have to look for Su Ruoxue in the future and cannot stay in the wilderness forever.
"Master Duanmu looks up to this junior so much, and this junior is very frightened! However, this junior has been pursuing the highest and most powerful state all his life, and he really doesn't want to get involved in the sect's affairs, so as not to affect his cultivation." Shen Lang said solemnly.
"You..." Old Ancestor Duanmu's face was a little ugly. He couldn't believe it. He offered such a bargaining chip, but the other party still refused?
After a while of silence, Ancestor Duanmu said: "That's all!"
He felt that Shen Lang might not be the kind of person who could take time off to practice.
Throughout the ages, any great master in the Nascent Soul stage has not been able to reach that state by practicing in seclusion and remaining stubborn.
Cultivation is an extremely difficult process. Without certain opportunities, no matter how talented you are, your cultivation will be limited.
If it weren't for the fact that he was the only golden elixir-level monk in Chongxiao Palace, Patriarch Duanmu would have given up his power, left Chongxiao Palace, and traveled around. But he really couldn't worry about Chongxiao Palace. He wanted to leave Chongxiao Palace.
It's definitely going to be a lie.
Those old guys from the seven major sects have long been jealous of the spiritual veins of Lingxiao Mountain.
Perhaps it was because of the constraints of the sect that Duanmu Bai was unable to take another step forward and break through the Nascent Soul stage.
After hearing what Shen Lang said just now, Ancestor Duanmu couldn't help but sigh. Shen Lang was able to see through this at such a young age, which immediately made him greatly admired.
He is worthy of being the inheritor of the Barbarian God, but he himself is short-sighted.
Ancestor Duanmu continued to transmit the message: "Junior, I already know your concerns. Since you don't want to serve as an elder of our sect, then you can be my guest elder."
"What is Elder Keqing?" Shen Lang asked curiously.
"Although Elder Keqing is also an elder, he does not have to listen to and perform the functions of the sect. The only requirement is that when the sect encounters a major crisis, Elder Keqing must help once if he has the ability." Ancestor Duanmu said calmly.
"Okay, I agree, junior!" Shen Lang immediately clasped his fists.
Ancestor Duanmu is willing to take him in, and Shen Lang owes him a great favor. If he can break through the pill formation stage in the future, he will naturally protect Chongxiao Palace.
Ancestor Duanmu nodded slightly, then terminated the sound transmission, and said in a deep voice: "From now on, I will send an additional guest elder, it is this elder Shen Langchen. The initiation ceremony will be dispensed with. I am a disciple of Chongxiao Palace.
Just say hello to him."
The words were loud in all directions, echoing in the ears of every monk near the mine.
"I've seen Elder Shen!" A large number of Chongxiao Palace law enforcement disciples on the spirit boat clasped their fists and saluted.
"I've met... I've met Elder Shen!" The guards at the Ling Mine fell to their knees one after another.
The fat man didn't dare to raise his head, he was so frightened that he was trembling all over, thinking that he had tricked his father, and he had accidentally offended the new elder.
Seeing the respectful expressions of the Chongxiao Hall disciples from all directions, Shen Lang scratched his head. He was a little embarrassed because of the grand pomp and circumstance.
"I've met Master Shen!" Xiao Ling'er couldn't be happier. She also clasped her fists towards Shen Lang and stuck out her tongue.