Cultivating Immortality: Taming Beasts in the Sect

Mentioning his disciple, Mu Yongxian's eyes flashed with pride and complexity. He looked down at Yang Chengxu in the audience and suddenly smiled softly.

"But having said that, Peak Master Mo's disciples are considered to be extremely talented. They were even able to counterattack and form pills by building foundations back then. It's really remarkable."

"It's just a pity..." When Mu Yongxian said this, he didn't say much, just shook his head and looked sad.

Mo Pengchen's face flashed with gloom, he breathed out gently, regained his composure, nodded gently, and looked at Mu Yongxian thoughtfully:

"It's a pity that all those people that day were killed by my disciples. No souls could be found, and there were no traces. If I hadn't discovered who was behind the scenes..."

As he said that, Mo Pengchen's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his peak pill-forming cultivation was revealed without any reservation. His hair and beard were spread out, a bloody light flashed in his eyes, and his voice was cold, as if it could devour people's hearts and souls, like the Nine Netherworld. .

"Then, even if I risk my life, I will make him pay with blood and pay the price! Fall into the Nine Netherworld and bear the pain of eternity!"

Mu Yongxian on the side frowned. Looking at Mo Pengchen with such an expression, he shook his head and whispered: "Then I wish Peak Master Mo can be found soon."

"However, after breaking and standing, after this experience, if you can completely overcome it, your disciple Zhang Tianwen may not be able to reach new heights in the future."

Mo Pengchen said nothing, his eyes like an eagle suddenly stared at Mu Yongxian, and suddenly said: "Could it be you?"

"Um?!!"

Mu Yongxian's brows suddenly jumped, his expression changed slightly, he waved his hands repeatedly, subconsciously took a step back, frowned and turned to look at Mo Pengchen, with a hint of warmth and anger on his face.

"Are you kidding me? Am I so cruel as to do this? It's only because of the younger generation's affairs. What's more, those of us who form pills in the Linglong Sect are the only ones who have lacked growth in recent years. I don't know yet. Can’t do it?”

Seeing Mu Yongxian's expression, Mo Pengchen exhaled, and after taking a deep look at him, he suddenly showed a smile and shook his head: "It's best this way, I should be worrying too much, that's all."

"Well," Mu Yongxian nodded, his expression returned to normal, "Today's sixteen games are all over. Let's watch the rest tomorrow."

"Okay." Mo Pengcheng agreed, with a look of doubt deep in his eyes disappearing in an instant.

Under the sleeves, under the covering palm, a bead flashed with white light, calming down slightly.

"The Lie-Knowing Pearl didn't give any warning, but it seemed to have some reaction. It seems that it's not him, but... he should know something."

As he pondered in his heart, Mo Pengchen shook his head and suppressed the matter in his heart for the time being, without thinking much about it.

………

The two disciples of the two sects were naturally unaware of the conversation between the two people on the judging table. As the last game of the day was ended neatly by Zhang Tianwen, the scene suddenly became noisy.

Yu Changsheng was also among the crowd, and Li Minghan followed him like a dog-skin plaster, saying in a low voice:

"Sixteen games have ended. In this last game, fortunately, Senior Brother Zhang Tianwen came on the scene and ended today's game with a crushing attitude. Otherwise, this is only the first day, and it would not have ended well."

Li Minghan said with a wry smile on his face. After all, sixteen battles ended in a score of ten to six, which was not optimistic.

In today's game, neither of them was drawn, but there were a total of thirty-two games in the first round. Both of them will play tomorrow, but neither of them felt nervous.

Yu Changsheng nodded and looked at Zhang Tianwen in front of the crowd, thoughtfully.

"Senior Brother Zhang seems to be recovering well, but I don't know how to control the beast."

Li Minghan murmured in his heart. When he looked up, he saw Zhang Tianwen walking over the crowd and was stunned.

"You're here to find me?" This thought had just emerged, and before the excitement faded, he saw Zhang Tianwen staying in front of him.

"open……"

Li Minghan was excited. As soon as he said a word, he saw Zhang Tianwen bowing to Yu Changsheng beside him with a smile on his face.

"This is Junior Brother Yu, right? I have often heard Master mention it. Today, I saw that he is indeed the best among men. He is extraordinary. This time the competition between the two sects requires more efforts from Junior Brother."

Yu Changsheng stood up and looked at Zhang Tianwen who was greeting him in front of him. He also smiled in return and nodded: "Senior Brother Zhang, thank you for your praise. Today, it is also thanks to Senior Brother that he turned the tide."

To be honest, Yu Changsheng still admires Zhang Tianwen. If there is a chance to make friends with him, it would be great.

"It's just a small trick. I can't go very far, so I'll do my best." Zhang Tianwen shook his head. As he spoke, he patted Yu Changsheng's shoulder, took out two bottles of elixirs from his storage bag, and handed them to Yu Changsheng.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you..."

Yu Changsheng's eyes were slightly confused, but he did not take it.

"This competition is related to the appearance of our Wanxiang Sect. Here are two bottles of healing elixirs. Keep them. There will always be injuries in the competition, so you should maintain your condition."

As Zhang Tianwen spoke, he couldn't help but put the elixir into Yu Changsheng's hand, with a very sincere expression on his face.

Yu Changsheng hesitated for two seconds, nodded, took the elixir, put it in his storage bag, and smiled at Zhang Tianwen.

"Thank you very much, Senior Brother Zhang. I will do my best."

Since Zhang Tianwen has taken the initiative to spread goodwill, Yu Changsheng will naturally not refute the other party's face.

What made Yu Changsheng puzzled was why the other party paid attention to him in the first place among the many inner disciples.

Not to mention that the other party has hardly appeared in the sect in the past few years, and he has only entered the inner sect not long ago, and his reputation is not good. In other words, there are many people who are stronger than himself, so why do he pay so much attention to himself.

Is it really as he said, because of Mo Pengchen, or...

Yu Changsheng pondered, and after a moment he had the answer.

"Junior brother, since you are Mr. Wei's disciple, that's what you should do." Zhang Tianwen said, mentioning Mr. Wei, his eyes flashed slightly with some emotion.

"It stands to reason that to a certain extent, I am also Mr. Wei's registered disciple. Back then, I also received some advice from Mr. Wei. There is no need to be so polite between you and me."

Zhang Tianwen kept the smile on his face and spoke lightly.

"And it is surprising that my junior brother can be valued by Mr. Wei. In this competition, I can still see my junior brother giving his best."

Zhang Tianwen had more contact with Mr. Wei, so he understood more clearly that it was not simple. That's why he paid so much attention to Yu Changsheng.

Yu Changsheng suddenly realized it and understood in his heart. A wry smile appeared on his face and he bowed his hands: "That's how it is. Changsheng will do his best."

Regarding this competition, if Yu Changsheng was absolutely sure, he really didn't.

But looking at it in comparison, I could easily kill Tang He who was at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment at that time, but now his strength is much better than before. Except for a few people, Yu Changsheng is confident that he can defeat them all. .

Therefore, facing Zhang Tianwen's words, Yu Changsheng did not refuse. He just nodded and said: "I will try my best, but in the end, it depends on you, Senior Brother Zhang."

"Okay." Zhang Tianwen laughed, and after a few words of instruction, he glanced at Li Minghan who was standing next to Yu Changsheng, nodded slightly, and turned around to leave.

Looking at Zhang Tianwen's leaving figure, Yu Changsheng laughed dumbly, shook his head thoughtfully: "It turns out that I know the master."

Li Minghan swallowed his saliva, glanced at Zhang Tianwen's back with admiration, sighed a little, and laughed at Yu Changsheng: "Even Senior Brother Zhang pays so much attention to you, Changsheng. Sure enough, gold will shine wherever it is."

Yu Changsheng shook his head, glanced at Li Minghan, and opened his mouth to ask about the red-scaled pangolin, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

"That's all. Anyway, in this competition, he is going to expose the dragon-scaled pangolin. Let's see when the time comes."

With this thought in his mind, Yu Changsheng remained calm on the surface, patted Li Minghan's shoulder, and said in a rather earnest tone: "It's all Senior Brother Zhang who thinks highly of it. This time the competition will depend on Senior Brother Li."

"Tomorrow is the competition between the two of us. Don't capsize in the gutter. Go back and make adjustments."

Li Minghan smiled softly, with a look of confidence on his face, and grinned: "Don't worry, although I don't take many shots, I still have the basic strength."

After thinking for a while, Li Minghan continued: "Except for Yang Chengxu, everything else should not be a problem."

"Really?" Yu Changsheng was dumbfounded, looking at Li Minghan with a confident face in surprise, and chuckled, "Okay, then I will wait for the good news from Senior Brother Li."

Li Minghan nodded and patted his chest. His own strength was not weak, and now he had a dragon-scaled pangolin with the blood of the Chishan Spirit Dragon. When he was confident in his heart, he seemed confident when he spoke.

The day passed by in a flash, and the next day, the flat-top square was still crowded with people.

What surprised Yu Changsheng slightly was that the opening scene was Li Minghan's battle.

"Seventeenth game, Li Minghan vs. Wang Chengen!"

As the words on the judging table fell, a young man walked out of the Linglong Sect very quickly. He had an average appearance and seemed a bit reserved in every move he made.

"It seems I'm lucky. I came on stage right after I arrived, so I have a chance to attract attention."

Li Minghan waved his hands, chuckled, nodded to Yu Changsheng, jumped up to the stage, politely raised his hands to the person opposite, and said warmly:

"Wanxiang Sect Li Minghan, please give me some advice."

Wang Chengen was stunned, and he also imitated Li Minghan and returned the favor: "Wang Chengen of Linglong Sect, please show mercy."

As the two spoke and waved, their respective beasts emerged.

On Li Minghan's side, there is a spiritual wind snake, with a green body, a thin neck and a big head, with the lines of the ribbon engraved in it. It is eight feet long and has no horns. It only has a slightly protruding forehead and some bulges. Generally speaking, it looks like a snake. Hong Xinzi swallows it. In the middle, the pale red animal eyes flashed with an indifferent light.

At this moment, he appeared on the stage, a faint coercion was exuding, and the fluctuations in his second-level and fourth-level cultivation were particularly obvious.

"Lingfenghao? Not bad." Yu Changsheng looked at Li Minghan's beast control and nodded secretly. Since Lingfenghao has the word "発", it is enough to explain the problem.

Not only Yu Changsheng, but also some other disciples who didn't know much about Li Minghan were also surprised.

"Li Minghan's beast control is not bad. It has great potential. Judging from the current situation, among the beasts that have appeared, Li Minghan's spirit wind snake is probably the best."

There were voices of discussion, and Li Minghan on the stage couldn't help but smile.

This spiritual beast was a spiritual beast that he had spent a lot of time to find, and he was quite satisfied with it.

As the young owner of the Ten Thousand Beast Tower, even if it is just a branch, the resources he can control are beyond the imagination of ordinary people, so he is also very strict with his requirements for controlling beasts.

Generally speaking, he doesn't like them, and he is only willing to make a contract with rare species like Lingfeng Hui.

On the Linglong Sect side, someone secretly lowered his eyebrows, looked at Li Minghan, and whispered attentively:

"According to rumors, a snake turns into a dragon in five hundred years, a dragon turns into a dragon in a thousand years, a dragon turns into a horned dragon in five hundred years, and a dragon turns into a dragon in a thousand years. Although this person's spiritual wind snake is not considered a pure breed, and it is even less likely to turn into a dragon. Yinglong, but even so, it’s quite astonishing.”

"The snake is a water-attributed spiritual beast, but this one is a mutant. Although the purity of its bloodline has been reduced, it also has wind-attributed attack methods. It seems that this time, Wang Chengen has encountered a tough problem."

The people of the Spirit Dragon Sect love dragon-like spirit beasts themselves. Although there are only a few dragon-like spirit beasts in the entire sect, and the ones that do exist are of mixed blood, this does not prevent them from knowing more about this aspect than Generally there are many people.

Sure enough, when the Lingfeng Hui appeared, Wang Chengen, who was opposite Li Minghan, suddenly became a little nervous. He looked at the two beasts beside him and took a deep breath.

His two beasts are both four-winged flying lizards, and the fluctuations emitted by both are of the second and third levels, regardless of each other.

The Four-Winged Flying Lizard, as the name suggests, is just a lizard with four wings. Just from the appearance alone, it is far inferior to the Spirit Wind Snake.

In particular, Wang Chengen's own skill level is no better than that of Li Minghan.

"Two identical spiritual beasts? A good choice."

"Not only are they the same in appearance, but their auras are also almost the same. Could it be that your two four-winged flying lizards were born from the same mother?"

Li Minghan raised his eyebrows and looked at the two identical four-winged flying lizards next to Wang Chengen with some curiosity.

Generally speaking, few beast masters would choose the same spiritual beast with the same contract continuously, because such attack methods are too single.

The last time such a contract was made, it was with Sun Sihan.

Wang Chengen pursed his lips and said nothing. After exhaling, he glanced at his two beasts. Then the two four-winged flying lizards understood and flapped their wings. A fierce wind swept through them. The two beasts, one on the left and one on the right, flew towards the spirit. Wind scorpion.

For Wang Chengen, he naturally has his own ideas if he chooses the four-winged flying lizard for both beasts.

In fact, these two four-winged flying lizards not only have the same appearance, they are actually twins. The tacit understanding between the two combined is not as simple as one plus one. This is the main reason why Wang Chengen made such a choice. reason.