At the beginning, the ice sword shot from Cheng Luo's ice crystal gourd injured Shen Lang, and then the two were beaten by Shen Lang.

All the disciples and disciples of Chongxiao Palace were stunned. Unbelievable that a cultivator in the early stage of Nirvana actually defeated the two middle-stage foundation-building elders who had been famous for so easily.

Shen Lang flew down from the sky, Elder He and Cheng Luo also flew down with a look of earth, and the scene was silent.

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

"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 Yuan spiritual power in his body, and the wound gradually healed under the influence of the Holy Yang War Qi.

Shen Lang clasped his fists at the Duanmu Ancestor who was standing in the air with his hands behind his back and said, "Master Duanmu Palace, is the junior qualified?"

The Duanmu Ancestor Duanmu couldn't bear the face, thinking that I was really in decline in Chongxiao Palace, and the two elite elders could not even beat a boy who had just entered Nirvana!

He guessed that Shen Lang had good strength, but he didn't expect that this kid's combat power had reached this level. No wonder he could obtain the inheritance of the Barbarian God, this kid was really extraordinary.

"Hmph, junior, you have some skills. I, a person who cultivates the truth and practices, should speak with strength. Since you have defeated the two elders, you can be considered qualified to be the elder of my sect." Duanmu Zu said coldly.

"Elder?" Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, then clasped his fists and said, "I just wanted the Sect to take in temporarily, and I didn't mean to be the Sect's elder."

When he heard this, Duanmu Zu was unhappy. He wanted to try his best to win over talents like Shen Lang, but because of his face, it was hard to ask Shen Lang, a junior.

Besides, there are so many people watching here.

The ancestor Duanmu had to talk to Shen Lang with voice transmission: "Hmph! Boy, don't be shameless. I'm appointing the blessed land of Lingxiao Mountain and has extremely rich cultivation resources. If you are the elders of the Chongxiao Palace, there are only benefits and no harm. As for the pressure from the Beast God Palace, I will naturally help you with it."

The voice transmission of Duanmu Ancestor Duanmu rang in Shen Lang's ears.

The "technique of transmitting sounds into secrets" can only be used by monks above the Nirvana stage and the Foundation Establishment stage. Shen Lang has not yet learned the art of transmitting sounds and cannot transmit sounds.

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

"The kindness of the Lord of Duanmu Palace is unforgettable for me. But I have always been used to being alone." Shen Lang said secretly.

"The mouse is short-sighted! Junior, do you know what it means to enter the gate of the Chongxiao Palace with your current strength and talent? The life span of this seat is only less than a hundred years. If you can break through the Yuandan stage within this hundred years, the position of the lord of the Chongxiao Palace is yours." Duanmu Ancestor frowned.

Although Duanmu Ancestor Duanmu has the cultivation level of the late stage of the Golden Pill and ranks fourth among the top ten masters of the wilderness, he is the only one in the Chongxiao Palace in the Golden Pill stage. If he sits in the Chongxiao Palace, the situation in the Chongxiao Palace will be very dangerous.

There is not even a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building in the Chongxiao Palace. Except for Xiao Ling'er, the ice spirit body collected three years ago, the other disciples have little hope of breaking through the Golden Elixir stage. Therefore, Duanmu Ancestor is really worried about the inheritance of Chongxiao Palace.

Shen Lang felt a stern, the Lord of the Palace?

It is hard to imagine that this Duanmu Ancestor actually wanted to pass the position to himself?

If it were other monks, they would probably be extremely excited, but Shen Lang had no interest in the identity of the Lord of Chongxiao Palace.

In Shen Lang's opinion, the lord of this palace has no advantage except for being powerful and able to show off.

He is the kind of state of pursuing the highest and strong, and he is unwilling to be distracted by other things. Moreover, he will still have to look for Su Ruoxue in the future, and it is impossible for him to stay in the wilderness forever.

"The Lord of Duanmu Palace looks at me like this, and I am very frightened! However, I really don't want to involve the affairs of the sect in my life, so as not to affect my cultivation." Shen Lang said solemnly.

"You..." Duanmu's ancestor looked a little ugly, unbelievable. He gave such a bargaining chip, but the other party refused?

After a while of silence, Duanmu Ancestor said, "Forget it!"

He felt that Shen Lang might not be the kind of person who can rest assured to practice.

Throughout history, any powerful Nascent Soul stage can reach that level by practicing in seclusion.

Cultivating the Tao is an extremely difficult process. If there is no certain opportunity, even if you have a high talent, your cultivation will be limited.

If it weren't for the fact that he was the only one of the Golden Pill-stage cultivators in Chongxiao Palace, Duanmu Patriarch would have long been given power, and he would have left the Chongxiao Palace and traveled around. But he was really worried that he would not be able to go down to Chongxiao Palace. If he wanted to leave, Chongxiao Palace would definitely cheat his father.

The old people 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 could not take another step forward and break through the Nascent Soul stage.

After hearing what Shen Lang said just now, Duanmu Ancestor couldn't help but sigh. Shen Lang could see through this at such a young age, which immediately made him highly appreciate it.

As a worthy of being the inheritor of the Barbarian God, he was short-sighted.

The Duanmu Patriarch continued to send a message and said, "Junior, I already know your concerns. Since I don't want to be the elder of this sect, then you should be the elder of my sect."

"What is the guest elder?" Shen Lang asked curiously.

"Although the guest elder is also an elder, he does not have to listen to the functions of the sect. The only requirement is that when the sect encounters a major crisis, if the guest elder is capable, he must help him once." Duanmu Zu said coldly.

"Okay, I agree!" Shen Lang immediately clasped his fists.

The Duanmu Patriarch was willing to take him in, and Shen Lang owed him a favor. If he could break through the Dan Killing Stage in the future, he would naturally protect the Chongxiao Palace.

The Duanmu ancestor nodded slightly, then removed the voice transmission and said in a deep voice: "From now on, I will send an additional guest elder, and it is this elder Shen Lang and Shen. The introductory ceremony will be eliminated. I just need to say hello to him by the disciples of the Chongxiao Palace."

The voice shook the world and echoed in the ears of every monk near the mine.

"Have you seen Elder Shen!" A large number of law enforcement disciples in Chongxiao Palace on the spiritual boat saluted.

"See... I've seen Elder Shen!" The guards on Ling Mine fell to the ground one after another.

The fat man didn't dare to raise his head, and he was so scared that he trembled all over. He thought that he had cheated on his father, and he had accidentally messed with the new elder.

Looking at the respectful look of the disciples of Chongxiao Palace in all directions, Shen Lang scratched his head. The show was so big that he felt a little embarrassed.
Chapter completed!