Chapter 3286
"Ah... this..."
Long Xiaoshan said quickly: "Senior Yuan just taught me the skills and didn't say anything about accepting me as his disciple. The sect master doesn't have to worry about it."
Xuan Tian shook his head and turned to discuss with several other elders.
If it were someone else, he might not be so cautious.
But... that was Yuan Tu, the perverted being who once destroyed an entire river system.
What's more, how many strong men at the beginning of the era could survive in that situation was beyond the imagination of the current Jibing Holy Sect. If they really made that person unhappy, with the current weakening power of the Holy Sect, I'm afraid it won't be enough to fill the space between the opponent's teeth.
So facing Long Xiaoshan, the only young man who had seen Yuan Tu survive for countless years and was taught the technique.
Xuantian no longer dared to treat him as an ordinary true disciple.
In the current situation, Long Xiaoshan, let alone finding a master within the sect, even the immortal ancestors would not dare to accept him as his disciple. Otherwise, those immortal ancestors would not have fled and abandoned Long in Jibingya. It's a hill.
Xuantian and several of the strongest elders of the sect pondered for a long time.
Finally, Xuantian made the decision: "Okay, let's make this decision for the time being."
With that said, Xuantian walked to Long Xiaoshan and said: "Your current identity, since you are the unnamed disciple, it is difficult for the sect to include you in the true inheritance. We have decided to regard you as the sect's "Supreme Saint" "The Son", surpasses all true traditions, is above the Holy Son, has the same status as the sect master, and enjoys the same privileges as me."
"The Supreme Holy Son!"
The true disciples heard around him exclaimed, with looks of jealousy and astonishment on their faces.
This account is too big.
You must know that above the sect's true heritage, there is the Holy Son. This is already the title of the strongest disciple of the sect, and almost only those disciples who are sure to become immortals can enjoy it.
And this Supreme Holy Son is obviously higher than the Holy Son.
Enjoy the same privileges as the door owner.
Isn't this superior to all the elders and disciples? This has never happened before in the Jibing Saint Sect's many years of history.
Long Xiaoshan is a disciple who has just started and has not yet transformed into a god.
He suddenly jumped to such a status.
It's impossible not to arouse jealousy.
But this is the consensus of the sect master and a group of top elders. The disciples have no right to object. Even Long Xiaoshan himself is a little confused. If a tree is as beautiful as a tree in the forest, the wind will destroy it. When he comes to the Jibing Saint Sect, he is originally Keep a low profile, otherwise you can go to those top sects.
But now it seems that the situation is a little out of line, and he is actually being worshiped as the Supreme Holy Son.
To be honest, ordinary people may find it exciting and glorious.
But for him, he found it troublesome. No matter how downcast the Jibing Saint Sect was, it was still an Immortal Sect. The ancient sect that had been passed down since the beginning of the era had a name in the vast universe. The reputation of the Supreme Saint Son was legendary. If you go out, you don't have to think about how much trouble it will cause.
"Master, it's not necessary. I'm just a disciple and I can't afford it..."
"No, no, it is very necessary. You are the only disciple of Senior Yuantu and the second generation successor of the Holy Sect. If we really want to talk about seniority, we have all overstepped our bounds. The title of a Supreme Saint Son is really nothing. It’s already low, just don’t blame Senior Yuantu.”
The door owner quickly stopped Long Xiaoshan from talking.
This made Long Xiaoshan frown. He was not a newbie in the world of immortality. He vaguely sensed that the other party was so eager to put this title on his head and had other purposes. He felt like he was being calculated.
Fear of Yuan Tu is one thing.
But no matter how scared he is, he has not really confirmed that he is a disciple of Yuan Tu. Yuan Tu has been sealed in Ji Bing Cliff for so many years. Even if it is voluntary, it must be constrained. Even if the sect values him, there is no need to be so urgent. Put yourself in such a high position.
But now, even though he has repeatedly retreated, he cannot dispel the other party's thoughts.
"Okay, you have a good rest. Don't worry, you are the Supreme Holy Son of the Holy Sect. From now on, all resources used will be the best. Recuperate your injuries first."
Xuantian patted Long Xiaoshan's shoulder comfortingly, and then asked everyone to go out and not to disturb Long Xiaoshan's rest.
Xuantian himself and several elders left hand in hand.
On the way, an elder said: "This little guy seems to have noticed something? We checked him and found that he is indeed a casual cultivator. He seems to be from the Tiannan River System. To grow from a casual cultivator to such a point, he must not be without brains. Yes, very vigilant."
"So what if we noticed it? We gave him the title of Supreme Holy Son and gave him a lot of resources and privileges. We didn't treat him badly. Could it be that he gave up and returned to being a casual cultivator? Besides, since Yuan Tu chose him and passed him on No matter what the purpose of the technique is, it cannot be done just by him if he wants to." Another elder said.
"We are just pushing the boat along. The sect has been weakened for so many years, and we need someone to carry the flag among the young disciples. This little guy's talent is definitely no problem. Now his cultivation level is a bit low, but with Yuan Tu behind him, we really need someone. Targeting him blindly, if encountering any irreversible situation, wouldn't Yuan Tu leave any backup plan? If Yuan Tu is provoked... Hehe, even those top immortal sects can't end it. This is considered a secret move by us. Damn, Yuan Tu has been fostered in our sect for so many years, and she has brought down our entire sect. We know her, but there is no way we can borrow some of her power. Now that this kid is connected, we can help the Jibing Saint Sect to some extent. The momentum is no longer so humble, otherwise, the next time the Immortal Sect opens, how many people can enter our Holy Sect? They will have been squeezed out long ago."
Xuan Tian sighed: "No matter what, the way to survive in death is to survive. The sect has reached the current point where it is powerless to make a comeback. It must be destroyed and established. Otherwise, if things go on like this, they will definitely be removed from the Immortal Sect."
A group of sect bosses said this and walked away.
Long Xiaoshan was left lying on the bed.
This place is a cave, extraordinary. When Long Xiaoshan lay here, he felt the aura of the surroundings that was abundant to the extreme. It was almost as good as Jibingya. The bed he was lying on was also extraordinary. Suspected to be an immortal treasure, it constantly exudes a bit of cold air, recasting and transforming the body.
It can be said that a mortal lying on this bed may be able to live forever in one night.
The foundation of the Holy Land of the Immortal Sect lies in this. Even the down-and-out Immortal Sect is far beyond what Long Xiaoshan could have imagined before.
Long Xiaoshan couldn't think too much at the moment. He closed his eyes and absorbed the spiritual energy and the power of the fairy treasure under his body with all his strength. As his body was being washed, it became more and more translucent and translucent, with a faint crystalline red light showing through it. It was left in his body by Yuan Tu.
After his body was destroyed by the mist that Yuan Tu imported into his body, his recast body took on this red light characteristic.
What's even more outrageous is that Long Xiaoshan saw that the ancient chaotic tree in the depths of his Zi Mansion had almost turned into a knife. All the branches were twisted together and bent upward, like a strange and ferocious fanged sword.
(End of chapter)