Chapter 1724 Lifting the Clouds

In the hall, the eyes of the old man were like a fairy sword, with a sharp edge and unparalleled sharpness.

If it were normal, Ling Xian would be neither humble nor arrogant, looking directly at the old man, but at the moment he was acting as a servant.

Therefore, he lowered his head and pretended to be very scared.

"Okay, stop pretending."

The old man shook his head and laughed.

Hearing this, Ling Xianjian frowned slightly. He didn't expect the old man to see his strength, but after thinking about it, he was relieved.

The old man is unfathomable, and at least he is a powerhouse in the eighth realm. It is reasonable to see that he has surpassed the extreme realm.

At the moment, he raised his head and stopped pretending.

"That's right, although you are a human race, as long as you don't cause trouble, I won't hurt you."

The old man smiled lightly, turned his eyes to Xiao Zi, and said with emotion: "The magic medicine becomes a miracle, this is a good seedling."

Hearing this, Xiao Zi smiled awkwardly and stopped imitating the Great Emperor.

Ling Xian no longer pretended.

He took a deep look at the old man and said, "Since the senior can see it, then I will tell you the truth."

"Let's talk, as long as it's not too much, there will be some discussion." The old man smiled lightly.

"I want to rest." Ling Xian was serious and said bluntly.

"Retire..."

The old man was silent for a while, and said, "I do have the Temple of Divine Earth, and I have the right to give it to you."

"If nothing else, there is a but." Ling Xian chuckled and breathed a sigh of relief.

Regardless of whether there is or not, as long as the Divine Soil Temple has interest, it is worth celebrating. At the very least, it has a clear goal.

"clever."

"I don't need to say more about the value of Xiyang, everyone who knows it knows it."

"If I remember correctly, there are only three grains of soil left in the Temple of Divine Earth,

Every grain is precious. "

"It is no exaggeration to say that it is impossible for even the high-level people of the Divine Soil Hall to get it, let alone to outsiders."

The old man smiled lightly, and the implication was that it was impossible for Ling Xian.

"Xi Rang is indeed a shocking fetish, and it is not too much to call it a priceless treasure."

Ling Xian took a deep look at the old man and said, "But for the Divine Soil Palace, it is only optional, but I can provide what the Divine Soil Palace needs."

"It makes sense."

The old man nodded lightly and said, "However, my conditions are difficult. Are you sure you want to listen? Senior, please tell me." Ling Xian smiled. As long as the old man is willing to put forward conditions, the matter will be discussed.

"I want her to do me a favor, or in other words, to do something for the Temple of Divine Earth." The old man looked at Xiao Zi.

"Um?"

Ling Xianjian frowned slightly and said, "Can you explain what's going on first?"

"Every thousand years, the Temple of Divine Earth and the Temple of Heaven will have a contest. The winner will occupy 70% of the resources in the Western Regions, and the loser will only have 30%."

"There is no requirement for seniority or age in the competition, but it can only be a seventh-level monk, and only one person can be sent, that is, a battle will be won or lost."

"The Temple of the Divine Earth has lost two games in a row. This time, no matter what, it can't be lost again."

The old man sighed softly and said, "And this time, it's not just for resources, but also for the quota."

"That quota?"

Ling Xianjian frowned, his eyes showing the color of inquiry.

However, no response was received.

The old man looked at Xiao Zi kindly, and said, "Your body is a magical medicine, and you are born stronger than ordinary Spirit Race. It is more suitable for you to fight."

Hearing this, Xiao Zi looked at Ling Xian and asked for his opinion.

The old man also turned his eyes to Ling Xian and said, "If you agree, I will give you a grain of breath."

"It's true that the magic medicine becomes a spirit, which is stronger than the ordinary Spirit Race, but isn't there a stronger existence than Xiao Zi in the Divine Earth Temple?"

Ling Xian didn't immediately agree, it was about Xiao Zi, so he naturally couldn't decide for her for his own selfish desires.

"No."

The old man sighed softly and said, "The man in white who brought you here is the strongest being in the seventh realm of the Divine Earth Temple, but he is not as good as Xiao Zi."

Hearing this, Ling Xian nodded lightly, in recognition.

Although the man in white only fought with Xiao Zi for one move, he could see that even if the man tried his best, he was not Xiao Zi's opponent.

"There is one more question, is this battle life-threatening?" Ling Xian asked with a frown.

"No, it's always been clicked, and it never hurt life." The old man said sternly.

"If that's the case, you can think about it."

Ling Xian raised her brows, turned her eyes to Xiao Zi, and said with a smile, "You decide what to do, don't take me into account."

"I know."

Xiao Zi smiled and said to the old man, "Are you going to give us a grain of soil as long as I accept it?"

"If you win, no problem."

The old man said solemnly: "If you lose, I will try my best to convince the other elders and give you a piece of breath."

"Okay, I accept it." Xiao Zi readily agreed without any hesitation.

This warmed Ling Xian's heart, knowing that Xiao Zi agreed for herself.

At the moment, he smiled and said, "Thank you very much."

"You're welcome, it's just a fight, and it's not life-threatening." Xiao Zi shook her head lightly.

"If there is an accident in the middle, you must ensure her safety." Ling Xian turned her gaze to the old man.

"It's natural."

The old man smiled, looked at Xiao Zi lovingly, and said, "Good boy, I will not let you suffer, come, I will teach you a method of the Temple of Divine Earth."

As he said that, he pointed at Xiao Zi's eyebrows and imprinted the method in her mind.

After a while, the old man retracted his finger and smiled: "This method is the iconic method of the Divine Earth Temple, which can communicate the power of the earth. When you use this method, the Tianxiang Temple will not question your identity."

Hearing this, Xiao Zi lightly tapped her head, and there was a hint of joy in her beautiful eyes.

Obviously, this method is quite good.

"The competition will be half a month later. Before that, you have to defeat the seventh-level Spirit Race of the Divine Earth Temple."

The old man smiled lightly and said, "This is not difficult for you, and I will teach you with all my heart to increase your chances of winning."

As he spoke, his eyebrows lit up, asking all the seventh-level spiritual clan to come here.

Half an hour later, four men and one woman appeared, and the men in white stood in line.

"See Elder."

The five of them handed over in unison, and then turned their eyes to Xiao Zi, flashing a fiery fighting intent.

The old man had already told them the whole story, so even a man stood up.

"Please enlighten me."

Hearing this, Xiao Zi was not polite either, raising his hand was the invincible method of the Emperor of Chaos, shaking the entire Divine Earth Temple.

That's not pacifying the chaos and immortal fist, but another invincible method of Jimo Ruxue, Juxia Technique.

This method was created when the Great Emperor of Peace and Chaos ascended.

However, there is a flaw in this method that is not considered a defect, that is, only women can practice it. Men don’t say that the practice is successful. Even if they just try, they will die.

This is also the reason why Emperor Pingran did not pass on the technique of lifting clouds to Ling Xian.

"What a powerful method!"

The man changed color and tried his best to resist, but he couldn't stop Juxia's power, and was suppressed in just a few moves.

This made the other four look solemn and looked at each other, all seeing the bitterness in each other's eyes.