The Earth Conquers All Worlds

Yuan Qianjun approached step by step, there was nothing strange on the surface, there was no ups and downs in mana, and there was no change in consciousness. These changes would suddenly erupt at the moment Yuan Qianjun made a move.

"what happened?"

The aura of heaven and earth around him suddenly became turbulent, causing Shen Junlin's complexion to change, he became a little suspicious, and vigilantly scanned the surroundings with his huge spiritual consciousness.

Yuan Qianjun Zhao Shi and others who were about to explode were interrupted by this sudden change. They don't have the ability to hurt the golden core peak monks who are already vigilant. "Pause, wait for the opportunity." Yuan Qianjun said concisely.

"Could it be?"

Not only Shen Junlin, but other Jindan cultivators also felt this wide-ranging aura turmoil, Jianhu said enviously after carefully looking at it with his spiritual sense. "This is the vision of advancing to Jindan! God bless my White Tiger Sect, and my ancestors bless you!"

A golden core cultivator with a white beard beside Shen Junlin said excitedly: "Junlin, do you know which disciples at the peak of the Realm Condensation Realm of sects have retreated recently?"

Shen Junlin said proudly: "Senior Brother Mo, to be honest, my son Shen Lang started retreating after getting the three-flavored spiritual material that advanced to Jindan a few months ago. I felt his breath in the vision. Wrong.

When Lang'er retreated at the beginning, I thought it was a little unstable, but thanks to the blessing of the patriarch. "

The sudden good news made Shen Junlin extremely excited, and he looked very relieved. "Senior Brother Shen, congratulations."

"My son is a dragon and a phoenix among people, and he really deserves his name."

The Jindan next to him also looked envious. Even if a Jindan cultivator can be regarded as a high-level monk in the entire world of cultivating immortals, he is qualified to be an ancestor in some small sects.

In the far south of the sects other than the three sects, as long as any disciple advances to the golden core stage, he can automatically become one of the highest leaders of the sect.

Not to mention that the higher the level of monks, the more difficult it is to have children. Even if children are born, although the qualifications of the children are much better than their parents, it is still very difficult to become a high-level monk.

Shen's father and son have double golden pills, which is really envious of others.

Master Jianhu's face was full of envy: "Brother Shen is really lucky, I will drink a few more glasses at the Jindan banquet in the future."

Shen Junlin laughed loudly: "Definitely."

After becoming an immortal cultivator, his memory has been greatly improved. After Zhao Shi thought for a while, the slightly familiar name of Shen Lang rang out.

The first time Zhao Shi met him was when he used the power of the White Tiger Sect to force Chi Yaoyue, who was still at the peak of the Condensed Realm, to fight him with a blind elixir, and finally defeated Chi Yaoyue with the magic weapon of the sect's seniors. It wasn't for Bai Ning's help, Chi Yaoyue would have been a dead person by now.

Now it seems that this person is very lucky. He has passed the threshold that low-level monks in this world dream of, and successfully advanced to the golden core stage. Again the same class.

This person has some problems with his character, but he can't help but say that he is brave, diligent and talented, and he should be the leader of the younger generation of Zhengdao League.

When Bai Ning first heard that Shen Lang had successfully advanced to the Golden Core stage, he was shocked at first, and then his face was full of sadness. In the past, he could use the power of the sect to scold this person sharply, but now goodbye, but he has to respectfully call him senior.

She is confident that her talent and resources are comparable to Shen Lang's, but now her chances of advancing to Jindan are only a little more than 20%. Shen Lang may have been lower than her before, but now it is 10% and the two cannot be compared. .

The aura of heaven and earth in most of the area of ​​the White Tiger Sect was turbulent, and then gathered into a hole and poured into a towering mountain peak, the aura at the tip of the funnel almost liquefied.

A small figure's aura in the overwhelming fluctuations of aura became stronger and stronger. At a certain moment, with a click, the aura suddenly rose to a new height, and then slowly stabilized.

"Golden Dan, success!"

"Haha, I have cultivated into a golden core, and that old man refuses to accept it?"

"That bastard at Bishuimen,

Didn't I use you as an apprentice for a while, and dare to come to ask for an explanation? "

An arrogant, ecstasy voice sounded, and then turned into a white light and flew towards Shen Junlin.

Shen Junlin's face was full of joy: "My son is so proud, I made all fellow Taoists laugh."

"Where, where, cultivating a golden elixir is a great joy in life, and it is only natural for fellow Taoist Shen to lose his composure. Of course, when we succeed in forming an alchemy, there are many people who are more obsessed than this."

Master Jianhu shook his head, he understood this feeling very well, and so did the Jindan cultivators around him.

The titles among immortal cultivators, except for direct master and apprentice father and son, and the wishes of the immortal cultivators themselves, are generally commensurate with their cultivation level, and those of the same level are called brothers and sisters.

Although the Baicao Sect and the White Tiger Sect are friendly, they belong to two sects after all, so Jianhu called Shen Lang his junior.

Hearing her master call someone who was not as good as her as a junior, even though she knew that this was a common practice in the world of cultivating immortals, Bai Ning couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

Among the many smiling golden elixirs, a young woman in a blue Taoist robe from Bishuimen had an extremely ugly face, but she didn't say much.

Shen Lang's plot against Chi Yaoyue failed before, and he set his sights on the direct disciple of the master of the Bishuimen in the middle of the Jindan stage, and exhausted his patience, he used very rough methods to snatch it away and immediately hid in the White Tiger School Among them, with the help of his father's strength to protect himself.

Originally, if Shen Lang failed to advance to the Golden Core, she might join forces and use the principle of dead lips and teeth to unite with many small sects to put pressure on Shen Junlin, not to mention killing Shen Lang, at least abolishing him.

After all, this kind of disciple who directly and violently robs people is really at odds with the general situation of unity in the Zhengdao League.

And what she wanted to deal with was only Shen Lang and his son, not the entire White Tiger Sect. These days, Shen Junlin has also endured a lot of internal and external pressure, and she almost planned to send Shen Lang away from the Southern Region.

But now, there is no need to worry about this situation. All kinds of situations and considerations are not as important as having an extra golden core in the sect.

The White Tiger Sect would not sacrifice one of its Golden Core cultivators for the request of a small sect, and even the enemies of Shen Lang and his son in the sect could not use this reason to attack them.

Golden elixir is the foundation of the sect and a privileged class, they will spontaneously protect a golden elixir of the same sect.

Qing Mei, the master of Bishui Gate, closed her eyes, but she was unwilling to say any more in her heart. The best result would be that Shen Lang would be punished symbolically.

This is not comfort to her and Bishuimen, but an insult!

"Haha, father, I'm done."

A white light flashed, and Shen Lang's figure appeared. He didn't even look at the other golden pills, and walked directly in the direction of Shen Junlin.

"Come on, Lang'er, I have met all the elders."

When Shen Lang saw the ceremony one by one, he received praises from many Golden Core cultivators, saying that he was young and promising, that he would be a formidable future generation, and that the road could be expected, and so on.

"I met Senior Sister Qing."

When it was the turn of Qing Mei, the master of the Bishuimen, looking at this graceful and charming young woman, Shen Lang thought of her disciple, and couldn't help but feel hot: "Senior Sister Qing, we can get closer in the future, or we can get closer. Forge a good relationship between the two families, so that the White Tiger Sect and the Bishuimen will be united."

Qingmei's face was cold, and her middle-stage golden core cultivation was fully erupted, and she said word by word: "Shen Junlin, take your son and get out!"

The high-spirited Shen Lang was a little annoyed, and when he was about to say something, Shen Junlin hurriedly pushed him away and took him to another place. Qing Mei looked like she was going to burn everything, and he was afraid that this girl would explode in the next moment regardless of her care.

Although in his opinion, this woman's cultivation level is nothing, but it is not good to act like this in front of so many small sect rulers.

Although he was a little unhappy, Shen Lang's father's majesty was heavy in his heart, so Shen Lang had no choice but to leave with his father. Suddenly, his footsteps stopped, his eyes narrowed slightly, and an extremely disgusting figure came into view, and then he remembered the unforgettable figure in his mind for a long time.

"Father, you said that if I cultivate a golden core, you will promise me a condition." He suddenly said to Shen Junlin beside him, with expectation in his eyes.