Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Mr. Satisfied with this explanation?"

The tall man turned his eyes to Lingxian, apologizing.

That's the same with those ten elderly people.

"Okay." Ling Xian glanced at the old man in black without mercy.

This person just took his token, and he was still thinking about putting him to death. How could he be compassionate?

"Excuse me, please raise your noble hand, forgive me." The old man in black begged, and he trembled at the thought of the fear of the Atonement Pool.

"If I failed, would you let me go?"

Ling Xian faintly spoke, leaving the old man in black dumb and speechless.

"Since you won't let me go, why should I let you go?"

Ling Xian looked calm, then turned her eyes to the tall man, and said, "I don't want to see this person anymore."

Hearing that, the tall man would understand, and said, "Are you going to the Atonement Pool by yourself, or should I send you personally?"

"Don't dare to bother the patriarch." The old man in black smiled bitterly and lost his soul.

He turned and walked towards the south, his feet heavy and embarrassed.

"ended."

Looking at the old man in black, Ling Xian muttered to himself, the anger disappeared.

The old man in black has been severely punished, and this bad breath naturally came out.

"It is my lordliness that I am not strict, and please forgive me."

The tall man apologized and handed the token to Ling Xian: "Return to the original owner."

"I can use this thing to enter the ancestral land of the Baihu tribe." Ling Xianxing's eyes were deep, as if Xianxian Linchen was above all beings.

"This is natural, even if the husband did not resolve the crisis of my Baihu tribe, he could enter this ancestral land and receive baptism with this thing." The tall man nodded gently.

"Very good." Ling Xian smiled. Although the process was twists and turns, but the results were good, this is enough.

"In addition to entering the ancestral land, I have a big gift to give to my husband." The tall man smiled.

"No need."

"I shot it, one to enter the ancestral land, and the other to take a bad breath, and nothing else was needed."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. The generous gift of the White Tiger family must be of great value, but he was not interested.

"Sir saved my family of white tigers. If I don't give a generous gift, I will feel bad."

The tall man laughed: "Anyway, ask your husband to accept it."

"Yes, Mr. Daen is like a remake. Couldn't my white tiger family show it?"

"Even if you give the treasure house to your husband, it is not enough to express my gratitude to the white tigers."

"Yes, sir, you take it."

More than a dozen old men spoke in succession, and in addition to being grateful to Ling Xian, they were respectful.

"Well, I accept it." Ling Xian shook her head and smiled, not wanting to be more involved in this matter.

"Haha, this first gift is unique to my white tiger clan." The tall man laughed heartily and took out a black bead from his arms.

Suddenly, the terrible spirit swept through, and even if it was as strong as Lingxian, it was a little bit scared.

"The name is Baihu Shazhu, condensed with shaqi. Although it can only be used once, it can kill the early monks in the ninth realm." The tall man briefly introduced it.

"Nice treasure." Ling Xian smiled, and Baihu Shazhu could threaten the early monks in the ninth realm. For the present, he is naturally a very good life-saving thing.

"Sir like it."

See Lingxian cheek satisfied. The tall man laughed: "The second gift is a clan rule."

"Oh?" Ling Xian frowned slightly.

"From now on, my husband is a guest of my white tiger family. Any white tiger who sees it must be treated kindly."

"If anyone is to be disrespectful, let him kill him!"

The tall man narrowed his smile, and his words were strong and loud.

This made the dozen old people discolored, and Ling Xian was also moved.

If Baihu Shazhu is an invaluable treasure, then this family rule is an inestimable treasure!

This clan rule made Lingxian's status transcendent. Unless it is a white tiger who does not care about clan rules, otherwise, even the old monsters of the white tiger family dare not show his face.

"I received it, but the gift is too heavy, the patriarch will take it back." Ling Xian declined, foreseeing that once this clan rule was officially promulgated, it would definitely cause a stir.

Not only are the white tigers, the whole demon star must shake!

"Yes, please ask the patriarch to think twice."

"Yes, although we have no opinion, the clan may not think so."

"We can substitute other treasures. There is no need to promulgate such a clan rule."

More than a dozen old people have spoken, not because they don't want to thank Ling Xian, but because this is too shocking.

Clan rules are not promulgated lightly, let alone make a person's clan status transcendent, equal to the clan leader.

If it is really promulgated, even if Lingxian resolves the crisis of the Baihu tribe, it will arouse enthusiasm.

"Don't forget, sir, he saved my Baihu tribe, respect him, shouldn't it?"

The tall man's eyes were deep and he said, "If anyone doesn't agree, come to me."

On hearing that, the old men were silent, and they dared not say any more, and had nothing to say.

Ling Xian saved the Baihu tribe, let alone let the tribe be kind to him.

"Sir, I have decided, even if you do not accept it, I will promulgate this clan rule."

The tall man smiled and said, "Your big grace, it is worth me to do this, and it is also worthy of the White Tigers to go up and down and respect you."

Hearing words, Lingxian smiled, no more words.

This is undoubtedly a good thing for him. At the very least, his status in the White Tiger family is transcendent, and no one dares to mess with him.

"The third gift is a marriage."

"Of course, sir has the right to refuse, but listen to me first."

The tall man said: "My family has a bright pearl, a gentle temperament, a natural beauty, and a strong strength, not weaker than Mr."

Hearing that Ling Xian stunned for a while, then she couldn't help crying or laughing.

Not to mention that he has no intention of getting married, even if he does, he will not choose a woman of the Baihu tribe.

The women of this group are notoriously sturdy, and he won't marry when they are killed.

"I don't deserve the pearl of the White Tiger family, and I also ask the patriarch not to mention it again." Ling Xian declined.

"This is a bad word. Mr. Both has good looks and high talents. You are worthy of any woman in this world." The tall man really praised him.

"you flatter me."

Ling Xian waved her hand and said, "I accepted the first two gifts. This third gift, just forget it."

"Okay, I don't force Mr."

The tall man smiled and said, "If the husband changes his mind, he can come to me at any time."

On hearing that, Ling Xian smiled slightly and said nothing.

How could he change his mind? Even if he took a knife holder around his neck, he would not marry a woman of the Baihu tribe.

"After three days, I will take my husband to my ancestral land and ask him to wait patiently."

The tall man arched his hand towards Ling Xian and turned away.

The dozen old men also left.

Seeing this, Ling Xian shifted her eyes to Long Wushuang and smiled, "Let you down."