Having a child makes you invincible

Chen Yun!

This name hit the hearts of many Jindan ancestors like a heavy hammer.

The big tent was silent for a long time.

Until a moment later, Xue Wanxian broke the silence first, looked around and said:

"Who is Chen Yun?"

At the same time, other ancestors also asked the same question.

"I have never heard of this Chen Yun."

"Is there such a person in Jinding Sect?"

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, do you know this person?"

Xiao Boran did not respond to the eyes of other Jindan Zhenren. After careful thinking, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Chen Tianming as if he had already calculated it and said: "Chen Tianming, this is your Chen family member."

"Reporting to the ancestor, it is true."

Chen Tianming thought about Chen Yun's becoming the first in the secret realm for a year and still couldn't figure out what was going on.

They discussed it many times behind their backs, and they all agreed that it might be that Chen Yun used some rare magic weapon or something, which just happened to restrain the puppet.

Otherwise, how could it be Chen Yun's turn.

"I have already said that whoever gets the Heavenly Dao Foundation-Building Pill will be accepted as my disciple. This is a promise that cannot be disregarded." Xiao Bairan frowned and said slowly with an embarrassed look.

"He?"

Chen Tianming felt jealous when he heard this. Even he was not qualified to be a disciple of the Golden Pill Ancestor.

Why did Chen Yun do that?

It was just a fluke.

"This person is a member of the Chen family's branch branch. Because of his five spiritual roots, he is not valued by the family. He was just lucky enough to get the Foundation-Building Pill in the secret realm. How can he be your disciple? Ancestor, please think twice."

Xiao Bairan said unhappily: "You can't say that. Luck is part of strength."

Xiao Ningyan glanced at Chen Tianming, and seemed very dissatisfied with Chen Tianming's statement that Chen Yun relied on luck. In this way, wouldn't they, the geniuses, look even more useless.

"Ning Yan doesn't think so. This Senior Brother Chen Yun has some means and skills. He is an excellent candidate for the ancestor's disciple."

"Well, I think so too. Tianming, go back and tell your father. I will visit the Chen family in person in a few days."

Xiao Bairan twisted his beard and squinted his eyes, hiding a deep plan.

The Jindan ancestor visited in person? Chen Tianming was secretly shocked. He was not secretly happy about it, but gnashed his teeth in his heart.

If I had taken this foundation-building pill myself, it would be great.

Chen Yun was accepted as a disciple by the Jindan ancestor. Wouldn't he be a joke?

How could he have a foothold in the family in the future.

"Ancestor, he is old and has poor qualifications. He has no status in the family. Even if he builds a foundation, he will probably stop at the first or second level of foundation building. Why do you accept such a person as a disciple?"

Chen Tianming was still a little unwilling.

Xiao Bairan was a little angry and said, "How dare you! This boy has been selected as my disciple. If you dare to slander me again, I will never tolerate it even though you are a junior."

Xiao Bairan's face suddenly darkened.

Frightened Chen Tianming, he nodded repeatedly and dared not to point fingers.

But he still complained in his heart.

The juniors may not understand, but the other old monsters all know what he is thinking.

He said he wanted to accept a disciple, but he was just coveting the Heavenly Dao Foundation Building Pill.

If this foundation building pill fell into the hands of some other foundation building seeds, they would not have any intention of fighting for it.

But Chen Yun, with his five spiritual roots, used the Heavenly Dao Foundation Building Pill, which was nothing more than increasing the chance of foundation building. To be honest, it was a waste.

It's better to give it to other more qualified people.

I believe Chen Yun also knows this very well, and there is a great probability that he will exchange this pill for more practical resources.

"Now that you mention it, I suddenly feel like accepting a disciple. From what you describe, Chen Yun is exactly my dream disciple." Xue Wanxian made an expression that was well thought out.

It was as if he had finally found a treasure that he had been dreaming of after searching for a long time.

Xiao Boran rolled his eyes at him unhappily. Could it be more fake?

He didn't care about his face for the foundation-building pill.

"Old thief Xue, I had already promised to accept a disciple before entering the secret realm. Now you come out to accept a disciple. I think you are interested in his foundation-building pill."

Xiao Boran raised his eyebrows and sneered.

"I strongly disagree with what you said. You accept disciples sincerely, but I accept disciples for greed?"

"What do you mean by saying that we have already agreed? When did you become a person who keeps his word?"

"I see that Chen Yun persists in cultivation despite his five spiritual roots. Which ancestor would not want to accept such a determined cultivator as his disciple?"

"If you want to accept someone as a disciple, you have to see if he is willing."

Xue Wanxian's attack in public made Xiao Bairan's old face slightly red. He took a deep breath. There were many juniors present, and he didn't want to lose his ancestor's attitude.

He suppressed his anger.

Several other Jindan ancestors also hinted at the idea of ​​accepting disciples, but none of them were as obvious as the two of them.

For a while, Chen Yun, a useless five spiritual roots, became a hot commodity for the Jindan ancestors.

They basically ignored the qualifications and showed strong interest in Chen Yun's other aspects.

At the end, the five Jindan ancestors were a little angry with each other, but they held back in front of the juniors.

Finally, they couldn't bear it anymore. After exchanging glances, Xiao Bairan looked at the younger generation below with a gloomy face and said:

"Okay, don't blame yourself, go back, and leave for the sect tomorrow."

"Yes."

"Also, don't let the matter of the Heavenly Dao Foundation Building Pill leak out."

"Yes!"

Xiao Ningyan and the others said goodbye in unison.

After they left, a soundproofing magic circle was immediately set up in the tent.

The tent was immediately filled with noise.

"Xiao Bairan, what you want is just someone's foundation-building pill, why bother to embellish it."

"Isn't that you? I've said it before, what about you? You're an old man, you don't care about your face anymore, what about the dream disciple, bah."

"Stop arguing, my granddaughter has poor aptitude and urgently needs the Heavenly Dao Foundation-Building Pill, can you please give way?"

"Get lost, who do you think you are?"

"Why don't we find a place to compete, the winner will be accepted as a disciple, the loser can stay where he wants."

"Okay! I'm not afraid of you, my Red Sand Golden Sea is not afraid of your Sea-Suppressing Xumi."

"Come on, my Sea-Suppressing Xumi is better than before."

"I think this is a good idea."

Inside the tent, all the Jindan ancestors were excited, and behind them were pictures of Jindan.

There are thousands of miles of red sand, some are surging rivers, some are filled with sword energy, and some are mountains of corpses and seas of blood...

The last one is a thin, white-haired old man with a kind face. He stepped out to persuade them to stop fighting:

"Don't be so irritable, I think we can still discuss this matter, how about drawing lots?"

"You are all Jindan ancestors, and you are all well-known people. If it is spread that we fought for a younger generation as a disciple, how will the disciples see us?"

"Calm down."

The thin old man's words really calmed everyone down, and they all suppressed their emotions and restrained the strange appearance behind them.