The mortal self is the spiritual root of heaven

Chapter 280 Xuantian Immortal Vine is easily obtained!

These three people were a big man in black robes, an old man with green hair, and a Taoist priest carrying a sword.

Seeing Ancestor Linghu coming over, the three people all bowed their hands politely. The green-haired old man took a step forward and said:
"Brother Linghu, come here, our chances of winning in the Tiannan Cultivation World will increase by another [-]%!"

"Brother Wei, that's too much praise," Ancestor Linghu replied politely, and then bowed to the other two people.

"The three fellow Taoists were so polite that they actually came to greet me in person!"

At this time, the big man in black robe laughed and looked at Zhou Xun, with exploration and curiosity in his eyes.

"Fellow Taoist must be Zhou Xun, he has great magical powers!"

"Yes," the Taoist priest carrying the sword took over.

"Even a few of us may not be able to kill two Nascent Soul Masters in dozens of breaths. It's really a terrifying future!"

"Thank you both. It's just a fluke. If we were facing each other head on, we definitely wouldn't be able to do this!" Zhou Xun said modestly.

At this time, the green-haired old man walked up to Zhou Xun and said:

"During the Taoist Fellow Nascent Soul Celebration, my grandson spared the Taoist Fellow's interest. It was really the fault of Wei's teachings!"

Hearing this, the big man in black robe and the Taoist with a sword looked at him in surprise.

Unexpectedly, Wei Wuya, a great monk, would admit his fault to a junior junior.

But after thinking about it, I felt relieved again. It was Zhou Xun's talent and strength that were so amazing.

The two-hundred-year-old Ning Ying, who killed two monks of the same level in the early stages of Nascent Soul within a few dozen breaths, no matter which one, only existed in the classics.

Now they appear in the same person at the same time.

They can almost predict that within 200 years at most, the title of No. 1 in Tiannan will definitely fall on this person.

As for them, it has been hundreds of years since they broke through the Nascent Soul, and their numbers are declining.

It’s understandable that he would put down some of his posture to save his life.

"Brother Wei Dao is so polite, but it's just a trivial matter. I don't care about it anymore!" Zhou Xun said politely.

When Wei Wuya heard this, he cupped his hands again.

"Okay, all Tiannan comrades are impatient to wait, let's go in quickly." Ancestor Linghu saw that the scene was a bit cold, pointed to the inside of the hall, and said.

"Yes, yes, let's go in quickly!" The sword-carrying Taoist priest repeatedly agreed.

Immediately, the four great cultivators from Tiannan, together with Zhou Xun, stepped into the hall at the same time.

In the main hall, the Nascent Soul cultivators all looked surprised and suspicious when they saw Zhou Xun and the four major cultivators entering side by side.

Only after seeing Zhou Xun's face clearly did he suddenly realize.

It makes sense that the future great monk and the current great monk would enter in the same row.

When the news came that Zhou Xun had killed two Nascent Soul monks in dozens of breaths, some meddling monks began to regard Zhou Xun as the fifth great monk in the future.

The main hall was huge, with four chairs at the top. The four ancestors of Linghu walked straight towards the four chairs at the top.

Zhou Xun looked for an empty seat in the middle of the hall and walked there.

At this time, an old man with a long beard in green clothes who was sitting in the front row stood up.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, sit here with me!"

This person is Dongmen Tu, the great elder of Yuling Sect.

Zhou Xun couldn't help but look at him in surprise. He remembered that in the original work, after Han Li killed Gu Shuangpu, this person was extremely targeted at Han Li.Why he is so warm and polite to himself is anyone's guess.

An old man in Confucian attire next to him also stood up, "Fellow Daoist Zhou is still sitting here with me! Our Chief Haoran, Elder Hu, would like to thank fellow Daoist for your care!"

It turned out to be the great elder of Haoran Pavilion, one of the four sects of the Righteous Alliance.

Seeing this, Zhou Xun waved his hand, "I appreciate the kindness of the two fellow Taoists. I'll just sit here." As he said this, he walked to the seat he had favored at the beginning and sat down.

Seeing this, the great elder of the Yuling Sect snorted coldly at the old man in Confucian attire, and then sat down.

The old man in Confucian attire smiled slightly, cupped his hands towards Zhou Xunyao, and then lowered his left hand.

If he knew that in the far west, Zhou Xun killed two Nascent Soul monks in their Haoran Pavilion, I wonder if he would have done this again.

When the four ancestors of Linghu sat down, the man in black robe with a somewhat ferocious appearance spoke coldly:

"I guess there is no need to introduce who the four of us are. Even if there are some who don't know the four of us, they should know each other by now. This party will be hosted by the four of us. Does anyone have any opinions?"

The black-robed man’s voice was extremely cold. As soon as he said those words, a huge aura suddenly emerged from his body, and then a huge spiritual pressure descended on the entire hall. After sensing the unfathomable spiritual fluctuations, the expressions of the monks present all changed slightly .

At this time, after others felt the fear of the big man, although they felt a little uncomfortable, they were not stupid enough to jump out and challenge the authority of the four great monks.

For a moment, the whole hall was silent, which was regarded as acquiescing to what Old Demon Hehuan said just now.

"Okay, since I have no objections, I won't talk nonsense anymore,"

"Just this morning, the Mulan people sent a letter of challenge, requesting that gambling battles be held in front of both sides' formations. A total of ten games will be held at the same time."

"And even if the monk loses, he is not allowed to escape. He can only die on the spot. For this reason, the gambling battle is held in a closed space barrier."

"Moreover, the monks who go into battle directly bring precious materials from both places to the competition. The winner can directly take away the opponent's storage bag. As for the candidates for the gambling battle, anyone from the late Nascent Soul stage to the next stage can participate!" Said expressionlessly.

The challenge letter clearly states that these ten gambling battles must be held at the same time.
"A gambling war?"

"Hold at the same time?"

There was a commotion among the monks.

"The Mulan people must have some conspiracy to propose this method. We can't let them lead us by the nose!" An old man in white robe said disdainfully. He was the Nascent Soul elder of Ni Hangzhai, surnamed Kuang.

"I'm afraid we have to agree to this bet," the sword-carrying Taoist priest above said with a wry smile.

"When the Mulan people came all the way, they captured many monks, as many as a thousand. In addition to these materials for ten gambling battles, they also added more than a hundred prisoners to each battle. The monk."

"As long as we win, these people can be released. If we refuse, I'm afraid they will kill the prisoners!" Master Zhiyang said immediately. "

Hearing this, the monks were speechless for a while. They all knew that they had to participate in this gambling war.

The next step is to select candidates to participate in the gambling battle.

Under the coercion and inducement of the four monks, it didn't take long for ten candidates to be selected.

For example, Old Devil Yunlu from the Hehuan Sect, Old Monster Tianhen, the number one cultivator in Tiannan, Long Han and his wife from the Luanming Sect, etc. Of course Zhou Xun and Han Li were also included.

When Han Li went to another stronghold to support him, he single-handedly killed a Nascent Soul monk from the Yin Luo Sect. Although his performance was not as scary as Zhou Xun's, it was still enough to make him famous.

And he also participated because of the Geng Jing in the hands of Master Zhi Yang and Wei Wuya.

As for Zhou Xun, he took the rhizome of Xuantian Immortal Vine in Master Zhiyang's hand.

(End of this chapter)