Sure enough, after scolding Zhuo Wuhai and others, the ancestor of the Zhuo family did not disqualify them. Instead, he summoned all the clan members and said loudly: "This time the Tianfeng Gorge is opened, according to the prior agreement, our Zhuo family can send two people. A team of ten monks will compete with monks sent by Xishan Prefecture and Dongyang Sect. The ten winning teams will get a place to enter Tianfeng Gorge!"
When the members of the Zhuo Cultivation Clan heard this, they realized that they could only get ten teams, with a maximum of fifty people, while the other four major forces in Xishan would have nearly a thousand people!
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other and said with a grimace: "Ancestor, when the Tianfeng Gorge was opened last time, our Zhuo family could still account for a hundred people, why is it reduced by half now?"
The ancestor of the Zhuo family frowned and let out a long sigh: "In the last experience in Tianfeng Gorge, the descendants of the foundation suffered heavy casualties, which greatly damaged the vitality of the family. The Lord of Xishan City, the ancestor of the Tang family of Nanshan, and the two major sect leaders all think that I, the Zhuo family It is best to only send out ten teams of monks, so as not to break the muscles and bones and shake the foundation of our Zhuo family."
Speaking of this, the Zhuo family ancestor's expression became solemn. Although the clan members were very dissatisfied with the leaders of the other four major forces in Xishan, they did not dare to show it, knowing that the ancestor must have something unspeakable.
After all, in the entire Xishan realm, the Beishan Zhuo family, although it is a great cultivating immortal family, is the weakest among the five major forces. It cannot twist the thighs with its arms and cannot compete with the other four major forces.
Everyone was silent and stared at their ancestors.
Among the people, Ye Ling was the only one who did not have to kneel down to worship. He saw clearly the situation of the ancestors of the Zhuo family and secretly sighed in his heart: "In the world of immortality, the strong are respected, and the weak must abide by the agreements made by the strong. The Zhuo family's great immortal cultivating family is not strong enough to compete with other forces, so the Zhuo family ancestors can only endure it."
In the silence of everyone, the ancestor of the Zhuo family said slowly:
"The situation is quite unfavorable for our family! Therefore, when the Tianfeng Gorge opens this time, not only do the best members of the family have to fight bravely to compete for the top ten teams; we also need to support the younger generations who have good qualifications but average cultivation. Bring them into Tianfeng Canyon."
"The eldest grandson of the eldest son, you have reached the peak of the ninth level of foundation building. Your mission in entering Tianfeng Canyon is to find the medicinal materials for refining the gold-forming elixir; while other cultivation levels have not reached the peak of the ninth level of foundation building. , we must take this opportunity to save our lives in Tianfeng Gorge, practice well, and strive for a breakthrough in cultivation!"
The tribesmen responded with a roar!
The head of the house, Sun Zhuo Wuhua, also responded simply and loudly, saying loudly: "Grandpa, don't worry! The family elite team led by grandson not only needs to find the spiritual grass for refining the golden elixir, but also try to ensure that the clan members entering Tianfeng Gorge The safety of my brothers and sisters.”
Only then did Zhuo Wuhai and Zhuo Wuchan understand why their ancestors placed clan brothers who were in the middle or even early stages of foundation building in their team. It turned out to be out of family interests.
This made the two brothers extremely depressed. They watched helplessly as their eldest brother Zhuo Wuhua vowed to appear in front of the clan, but they were defeated by the Qiuyuan Villa family and were embarrassed.
The ancestor of the Zhuo family glanced at them displeasedly and said coldly: "You disobey my orders and fight selfishly. Just treat it as a battle. If you lose, you have to learn a lesson. Don't rely on others! Now, Everything must be aimed at the prosperity of our Zhuo family, how can we give up so easily! I announce that I will be selected into the team of twenty monks competing for places with the four major forces. The eldest grandson of the eldest brother counts as one team. Zhuo Wuhai, you also Considered a team, Qiuyuan Villa has good strength, so it can be considered a team! The rest will be discussed with each other, I will see them one by one before making a decision."
Zhuo Wuhai and Zhuo Wuchan only responded. Their faces were really dull when they were selected, and their hatred for Ye Ling only increased.
Zhuo Yunhe, the young owner of Qiuyuan Villa, was overjoyed and looked at Ye Ling with admiration. He communicated with his spiritual consciousness in the secret passage and said overjoyed: "Brother Ye, you really expected me! Thanks to you this time Hey, we have to rely on Brother Ye to fight against the other four powerful teams in Xishan! After our brothers and sisters enter Tianfeng Gorge, everything will be at your discretion, and we will even give you generous gifts afterwards!"
Ye Ling smiled slightly, knowing in his heart that if he hadn't shown some strength in front of the Zhuo family ancestors, it wouldn't have gone so smoothly! The ancestors of the Zhuo family put the interests of the entire Zhuo family's great immortal cultivating family first, so of course they would not refuse a strong foundation-builder like him to join.
At this time, the ancestors of the Zhuo family were busy selecting the strongest teams in the clan. The descendants of the Zhuo family were all in high spirits, fighting each other and trying to get into the top twenty teams.
Ye Ling and the others were the first to enter, so they went to watch the battle of the other four major forces from a distance.
Zhuo Yunhe, Yunfeng and Yunxi of Qiuyuan Villa now seem to have Ye Ling as their captain. Wherever Ye Ling goes, they will naturally follow him and act as guides for him, introducing Xishanzhou, Dongyang Sect, and King Luo The sect also has a well-known foundation-building expert among the four major forces of the Tang clan in Nanshan.
Zhuo Yunhe pointed from a distance and said: "Brother Ye, please look up. Close to the entrance of Tianfeng Canyon are the monks from Xishan Prefecture City. They are the largest in number and the most powerful! They are protecting them from the strong wind at the entrance of the canyon. , is the city lord of Xishan Prefecture City. He has a late-stage Jindan cultivation and is in charge of the life and death power of the entire Xishan Prefecture City."
Ye Ling looked intently and saw that the Lord of Jindan City, who was wearing a silver-feathered crane cloak, seemed to be younger than the ancestors of the Zhuo family, and looked to be only around thirty. However, according to Zhuo Yunhe, he had already guarded the two cities of Xishan Prefecture. For more than a hundred years, it is obvious that he has good looks.
Ye Ling observed for a moment and sighed: "This city lord has good intentions! He placed the monks from Xishan Prefecture at the entrance of Tianfeng Canyon, and protected them from most of the strong wind, and let less than half of the mountain wind blow. However, this is to allow the monks in Xishan Prefecture to adapt to the strong winds of Tianfeng Gorge as soon as possible. After entering, their combat power will be invisibly higher than other monks."
Zhuo Yunfeng nodded his head lightly and followed Yun Xi's call: "Brother Ye Ling knows the subtleties of things. He knows that everything is autumn when a leaf falls. My little sister admires you!"
Yun Xi said with a smile: "Hey, just watching here is so boring! Let's go and have fun too! We can also go to the mouth of Tianfeng Gorge to adapt to the mountain wind."
The face of the young master Zhuo Yunhe changed slightly, and he shook his head with a wry smile: "The city lord is here, so we went there recklessly. If we offend him, our ancestors won't be able to save us!"
Ye Ling's heart moved and he said with a smile: "I don't think so! The monks of Xishan Prefecture are a mixed bag, and the costumes of the disciples of Dongyang Sect and Luo Wang Sect are not as distinct as each other. It's not difficult for us to sneak in, you can give it a try!"
