Become An Ancestor In Immortal Cultivation World

The black fog dissipated, and Lin Sheng led Wu Junmao to fly to the deck.

The heads of the three families came forward with joy on their faces. Lin Conglong was followed closely by Qi Refining's Wu Dao. With the protection of the demon hunting team, they were not in danger at all.

"The good nephew is really powerful. One against four, he can actually win."

There were some bloodstains on Ning Xiuqi's gray shirt, but looking at his red face, it was obvious that the bloodstains were not his.

Chen Xingzu nodded in agreement: "Yes, my nephew is undoubtedly the first person to overhaul the Foundation Building in Qi. I heard that my nephew is not married yet, but there are several girls in the Chen family waiting for marriage, and they look like Chen Yuluoyan..."

"Okay." Ning Xiuqi waved his hand; "My Ning family already has a beloved daughter married to nephew Lin Xian, so don't think about it."

"Huh?" Chen Xingzu looked confused; "Why haven't I heard about this? When was the wedding banquet held?"

Ning Xiuqi said vaguely: "The wedding banquet has not been held yet. Nephew Lin will make up for it in the future."

"Oh?" Chen Xingzu looked suspicious and didn't say much. There might be something hidden in this, so it's not the right time to continue asking.

Lin Sheng smiled: "I can't be the first person in the Foundation Building of Qi State, but I have already killed Wu Qianyi and An Rufeng."

"What?" Everyone looked shocked. They had just thought that these Foundation Building overhauls had escaped, but they didn't expect to be killed.

Lin Conglong looked dazed for a while. He knew that Lin Sheng was very strong, but he didn't expect to be so strong.

How many Foundation Building overhauls are there in the Alliance of Hundreds of Clans? Two people died in this battle.

Lin Sheng's smile did not fade and he pointed at Wu Junmao: "This person will be the next head of the Wu family. As for the other families, they will be destroyed and all the monks in their clans will be captured."

Lin Conglong came back to his senses at this time and looked surprised: "Capture the monk?"

Lin Sheng nodded slightly: "That's right, transform the Wu Family Qingfeng Valley into a prison and lock all the monks in it."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Conglong and Ning Xiuqi's eyes became even more confused. Only Chen Xingzu's eyes flickered and he had some guesses in his heart.

Why arrest the monk? Of course it’s for practicing.

The Four Desires Demonic Skills require a large number of souls. Capturing these monks will provide ready-made training materials in the future.

Nowadays, resentful souls and angry souls are easy to obtain, but happy souls and mourning souls are not easy to obtain. In the future, we must find a way to guide the emotions of these monks.

As for the female cultivator, in addition to being used as a training material, it can also be used as a cauldron to collect tonic. I don’t know if the tentacles can be used as a tonic tool. This will need to be studied in the future.

Thinking of this, Lin Sheng raised the corners of his mouth and revealed a strange smile: "Three uncles, I will leave the rest to you. The Evergreen Sect is still holding a sect competition right now, so I have to go back first."

"Okay, okay, don't worry about the birth. I will handle the follow-up matters." Lin Conglong smiled and nodded.

"Even though my good nephew has left, as long as we are here, there will definitely be no trouble." Ning Xiuqi also had a smile on his face.

Lin Sheng nodded slightly, and just as he was about to sacrifice the bloody puppet sedan, a call rang from the side.

"Venerable, wait a minute!" Sugu ran over with a bang, picked up the iron chain around his waist, and on it were the heads that had been bruised and bruised.

"Spiritual Stone! Spiritual Stone! Venerable, my tribe has lost many warriors."

Lin Sheng glanced at the orcs on the deck in the distance who were collecting corpses of the same kind, and then looked at Lin Conglong: "Give each of those dead orcs a hundred Low Grade spiritual stones."

"In addition, based on the heads on their waists, each will be given ten Low Grade spiritual stones."

Lin Conglong glanced at the head on Sugu's waist and nodded: "How to arrange these orcs? Now those families have no power to resist and there is no need for them."

"Let them stay in Qingfeng Valley first, and I will come back after the Evergreen Sect competition is over."

Lin Sheng then repeated the words to Sugu and told him that Lin Conglong would settle the spiritual stones for them.

When he heard that he would stay in Qingfeng Valley for a period of time, Sugu had some objections at first, but his objections disappeared immediately after Lin Sheng promised to give each orc a Low Grade spirit stone every day.

These orcs are too realistic.

Lin Sheng shook his head, picked up the blood puppet sedan and left.

. . .

Evergreen Sect, Chaotian Peak.

A bloody light flashed across the sky, and he seemed to feel something when he saw the mountain. When he looked up, the bloody light had disappeared, and Lin Sheng landed on the observation deck.

Sha Mao noticed Lin Sheng's appearance at this time, and quickly got up and moved his seat. He quickly took away the tea cup on the table and poured another cup of fragrant tea.

"Where have you been?" Jianshan frowned slightly.

Lin Sheng picked up the tea and took a sip: "Go and catch up with friends."

Jianshan shook his head, said no more, and looked at the competition platform again.

"How did the competition go?" Lin Sheng put down his tea cup, glanced at Sha Mao, and then landed on the three large competition tables.

The Salvation Hall, the Dharma Protector Hall, and the Deacon Hall held competitions at the same time, and the applicants were drawn into a duel.

At the end of the first round, the top 30 disciples are selected, followed by a second round of competition. Those who were previously eliminated can freely choose three disciples to compete, and the winner will take their place.

After the second round of competition, the winner will be the third disciple and enjoy an annual salary of one hundred Low Grade spiritual stones.

The three halls only accepted a total of ninety people, but the number of registered disciples reached more than three thousand. This shows that many outer disciples are quite confident in their own strength.

Sha Mao pointed to the competition platform on the right: "The competition in the Deacon Hall is the most fierce, and the number of registered disciples is the largest."

"The second is the Salary Hall, and the last is the Protector Hall. Chu Chen has been released from seclusion and is currently serving as a referee on the competition stage of the Protector Hall."

Lin Sheng nodded slightly and glanced at Chu Chen: "Now that he has Qi Refined the Great Perfection, who does he want to be his teacher?"

Sha Mao shook his head: "He hasn't become a disciple yet."

Lin Sheng looked thoughtful, then looked at Jian Shan: "Great Immortal, Chu Chen has Qi Refined Dzogchen, can you ask for the Foundation Building method?"

A look of deep thought appeared on his face when he saw the mountain: "Only true disciples can seek the Foundation Building method. This is the ancestral teaching."

Hearing this, Lin Sheng thought deeply. If he wanted to become a true disciple, he must become a disciple.

‘Evergreen Sect, this ancestral precept is a bit strange. Is it because you want to use the master-disciple relationship to tie down the disciples? ’

Lin Sheng himself became a disciple of Pu people. Apart from gaining an identity, he really didn't learn anything. He just gained a layer of connections.

‘Is there any conspiracy in this? ’

Lin Sheng thought about it carefully, and then denied the idea. The founder of the sect, Xu Changqing, had turned into a pill, so what else could be possible?

At present, Song Qing is the sect leader and does not accept disciples, and Pu Ren has become a Gold Core Perfected Being. The probability of accepting a disciple is estimated to be low, and he doesn't know where he is.

It seems that Chu Chen can only meet Shan as his teacher, but Yunzhu is dead. If he does not die, Chu Chen still has one more choice.

Lin Sheng smiled dumbly, looking away from Chu Chen and looking at the competition table in the Deacon Hall. At this time, the referee announced that a young disciple had won.

"I didn't expect Wu Wenchao to win again. He is indeed very capable." Sha Mao said with emotion on his face.

"Wu Wenchao?" Lin Sheng was a little surprised and looked at the young disciple who walked down the competition platform with an arrogant expression.

The Wu family is about to be exterminated. This kid can still compete here. Didn't he receive a notice from the family?

Lin Sheng found it a bit funny and immediately decided to give him a ride: "Who is Wu Wenchao's next opponent?"

"Huh?" Sha Mao looked stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing and took out a jade token to check.

"The next opponent is Shen Xia."

Lin Sheng nodded and sent a message: "Tell Shen Xia to kill Wu Wenchao. If he is not confident, bring him to see me."

A voice suddenly sounded in his mind. Sha Mao looked startled, glanced at Lin Sheng subconsciously, and then left in a hurry.

Not long after, Sha Mao led a tall, thin and ordinary-looking young man onto the observation deck.

"Disciple Shen Xia, pay homage to the two elders."

Shen Xia saluted respectfully and responded with a neither salty nor indifferent response.

Lin Sheng smiled and said, "Since you are here, you must be willing to kill Wu Wenchao."

Shen Xia nodded. How dare he not listen to the elder's words: "Only with the disciple's strength..."

"It doesn't matter."

Lin Sheng smiled, patted Shen Xia's shoulder, and a golden light of destruction penetrated into his body.

"After you take action, I will take action against you. Don't resist. You will have a seat as the deacon of the ninth district in the future."

Shen Xia looked solemn, nodded, then turned and left.

Jianshan glanced at Shen Xia who was leaving, then looked at Lin Sheng: "What did you say to him?"

Lin Sheng smiled and did not answer. He picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Did you know, Great Immortal, that the Wu family is about to be destroyed?"

"Huh? What do you mean by this?" Jianshan frowned slightly.

The smile on Lin Sheng's lips disappeared and his expression was dull: "The Lin family has taken action against the Wu family."

"when?"

"It's ongoing at this moment."

Jianshan Baimei's expression suddenly became extremely solemn: "Did you push it?"

"That's right." Lin Sheng nodded and admitted.

As soon as he said this, Jianshan suddenly fell silent. After a moment, Yu Feijian left. Looking at the direction of departure, it was Yunzhu Peak.

At this time, Sha Mao's face was full of disbelief: "Fifth brother, did the Lin family take action against the Wu family?"

"Um."

"This...this..." Sha Mao suddenly didn't know what to say. He wanted to ask if it was because of Qin Bufan.

He knew about Wu Wenju's disappearance. He thought the matter would be over like this, but he didn't expect it to become more serious.

Lin Sheng looked indifferent: "What's all the fuss about? It's just a civil war in the alliance, it's nothing unusual."

"Is it just the Lin family and the Wu family?" Sha Mao asked in a low voice.

"There are still some families, you will know after a while."

Lin Sheng's face was calm: "The ice coffin is in Yaohu Courtyard. Now that the blood feud has been avenged, let's choose a good day to bury it."

"I understand." Sha Mao responded in a deep voice, his mood suddenly becoming a little depressed.

Time passed, and after more than a dozen games in a row, it was finally Shen Xia's turn to face off against Wu Wenchao.

Wu Wenchao is quite good-looking, but there is always a hint of arrogance in his expression, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Junior Brother Shen, you are no match for me, just admit defeat."

Shen Xia shook his head: "Let's do it."

Wu Wenchao sneered, raised his hand to attack with his flying sword: "You wild cultivators, you really can't shed tears until you see the coffin!"

Shen Xia looked at the attacking flying sword, smiled slightly, raised his finger and pointed at Wu Wenchao, and a streak of blood flew out instantly.

'what? ’

As soon as Wu Wenchao had this idea in his mind, the golden light of destruction penetrated his chest, and the violent mana exploded it into a bloody mist.

Such a bloody scene stunned all the onlookers. Even the other two disciples on the competition stage were stunned and forgot about the fighting.