Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the room, Lingxian sat cross-legged, devouring heaven and earth reiki, healing his heavily injured body.

After all, it was two late stages of meditation, and he was able to suppress it. It was already an upheaval.

However, the benefits of this battle are also huge. Lingxian's practice for a long time has finally shown signs of growth. In other words, the barriers in the later stage of meditation have loosened.

This means that it won't be long before he will be able to break through the bottleneck and be promoted to the late stage of integration!

Therefore, Lingxian is immersed in heart and mind while healing while practicing.

Ten days later, he slowly opened his eyes. Although he was still a little tired, his injuries were much better, and he only needed to rest slowly.

However, he did not break through to the late stage of meditation.

The bottleneck is only loose. If you want to break through, you still need to practice hard.

"Yes, although there is no direct breakthrough, but it won't be long before we can reach the later stage of meditation." Ling Xian smiled, quite happy.

According to his estimates, as long as he cultivates for another half a year, he can almost break through. By then, he will be a late monk of Rongdao!

"It's been ten days, I don't know what happened to the Wangtu tribe, and whether the totem has been restored."

Ling Xian murmured to himself that he had suppressed the elders and cleared the obstacles. In other words, Wang Wu must have returned to power.

The elder is the culprit that caused the totem to downgrade. Most of the people will know how to restore the totem.

"Be patient, wait for him to come over and come to me."

Ling Xian closed her eyes and entered the state of cultivation, striving for an early breakthrough to the later stage of meditation.

Time passed by bit by bit. After another ten days, Wang Wu finally came to the door.

He was full of vitality, his face was red, he was intimidating, and he was extraordinary. That way, it seems that the style of a family has been restored, and it is no longer embarrassed.

And his cultivation has also been restored to the later stage of meditation!

This surprised Ling Xianxing's eyes, and smiled slightly: "It seems that the totem has recovered."

"Haha not bad."

Wang Wu laughed loudly and said, "The **** knew how to recover, and finally I was forced to ask out yesterday. Now all the tribe people have resumed cultivation."

"So good."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "Consummate hardships, congratulations to the clan leader."

"I should say thank you."

Wang Wumulu was grateful and said, "If it weren't for your son, you would not have even had the opportunity to leave the cliff, let alone regain power."

"You're welcome."

Ling Xian smiled. He didn't need Wang Wu's gratitude, let alone Wang Tu tribe's gratitude, just give him the quota.

"This kind of affection, I will never forget the Wang Tu tribe." Wang Wu's words were sloppy, in addition to gratitude in his eyes, there was a bit of awe.

He has recovered to his former practice, that is, in the later stage of meditation, but he still has no confidence or even a little anxiety in the face of Ling Xian.

This makes Wang Wu smile with a secret smile. Who is the middle stage of meditation? How does he feel like he is the one with the lowest cultivation?

"It doesn't need to be this way, as long as the clan chief keeps the agreement in mind." Ling Xian waved her hand with a smile.

"Don't worry, don't say that you have already made an oath of heaven. Even if you don't, I will never regret it."

Wang Wu looked solemnly and Shen said: "This time in Pangu ancestor, the son will definitely be able to enter."

Hearing that, Ling Xian smiled.

He came to the Wangtu tribe not far away, and it was both a force and a labor, so was it not a place?

Right now, Wang Wu made it clear that he could enter the ancestral land of Pangu. How could he not be pleased?

"So far, it has finally paid off."

Ling Xian smiled and said, "Thank you, Prince Matriarch."

Upon hearing this, Wang Wulian waved his hand again and again: "My son said that it was a shame to me. It should be my Wangtu tribe that thank you."

After a pause, he continued: "I have discussed with the clan and agreed that a place is not enough to reward the son's graciousness. Therefore, we want you to be the elder of the tribe. What do you think?"

"Too elder?"

Ling Xian was a little surprised that in any force, the elder Taishang was a supreme existence. Only those with the most powerful middle-aged and strongest people are eligible to serve.

Therefore, he did not expect that Wang Wu would invite himself to be the elder of Taishang.

Even if the factors of strength and generation are left aside, this is unrealistic. On the one hand, he has nothing to do with the Wangtu tribe. On the other hand, he is a human race.

"Yes, my Wangtu tribe unanimously decided to invite the son to be the third elder of my Wangtu tribe."

Wang Wu's expression was serious and his words were loud. Obviously, he was not joking.

But Ling Xian smiled.

He shook his head with a smile and said, "The elder is too powerful, and even the patriarch can be dismissed. Don't you fear that I'm not good for the Wangtu tribe? Don't forget, I'm human."

"My son laughed. If you are intentionally not good for the Wangtu tribe, you have a lot of opportunities to do it."

"If you don't say far, just say that when the elders seduce you, you can ignore us. But you didn't. You chose to keep your promise."

"It can be seen from this point that you are a person who keeps your promises. What can I not rest assured?"

Wang Wu began to speak one after another, and his words were full of trust in Lingxian.

This made Ling Xian shake her head and laughed, but she was speechless.

"My son, my Wangtu tribe sincerely invites you to become the elder of Taishang. You don't need to do anything, just name it."

"The treatment is the same as that of other elders. They can understand the totem at any time, and they can freely draw resources from the treasure house."

"Even my patriarch, you have the right to be removed. Of course, it must be agreed by the three elders."

Wang Wu spoke in a deep voice, and the words spoke made Ling Xian quite shaken.

He thought that even if he became a senior elder, he was only in name, and could not have much power. However, at this moment he knew that there was no difference between the two elders.

Realize the totem at any time, draw resources at will, and even have the right to dismiss the patriarch!

In this way, Ling Xian was naturally shaken, and then he laughed. Facing such a favorable and harmless temptation, he naturally has no reason to refuse.

At the moment, he chuckled: "Since the royal family chief is sincerely inviting, I naturally will not refuse."

"Haha, meet the elder elder!" Wang Wu laughed and was quite happy.

The reason why he invited Ling Xian to be the elder of the Supreme Court was to repay his gratitude, and to see his potential.

Regarding the cultivation in the middle of Rongdao as a way to suppress the two strong ones in the later period of Rongdao, this undoubtedly proves that he is a peerless demon. Otherwise, it cannot be so powerful.

And the potential of a peerless demon, need to repeat? There must be a bright future, there is no limit!

Even if the Wangtu tribe is a top power, it must be brought together. In addition, Lingxian saved the entire Wangtu tribe and made him the elder of the Supreme Court.

"Well, please ask the clan chief to talk about Pangu ancestors, such as turning on information such as time."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, staring in the eyes of anticipation.