The promise of the Great Monk of Jindan was like a golden word, and Murong Ba had to believe it.

Moreover, this Jindan Grand Monk is still the elder brother of his own long house and the leader of the family.

Murong Ba seemed to see the scene when he broke through to Jindan, and he was full of spirits, pointing out the country and dominating the world.

"No, it's the eldest brother and the patriarch who reigns over the world. Murong Ba looked at Murong Tian and found that Murong Tian turned around from time to time and looked at Ji Xiang with a smile.

Murong Ba slapped his forehead with his left hand and suddenly realized.

"The world is a stage for young people, and we, the old masters, are just their umbrellas to protect them from the wind and rain. Murong Ba pondered in his heart:

"Feng'er has changed recently, don't find trouble with Zhi'er, this is a good thing, from now on, let Feng'er follow closely behind Zhi'er, waving the flag and shouting, in the future, the status of the family will also rise and have a place. ”

Thinking of this, Murong Ba's gaze stayed on Ji Xiang's body, and he secretly swore that today, he must push this nephew to the front and back, instead of sitting behind Murong Tian.

Seeing the changes in Murong Ba, Murong Tian smiled heartily, they are old foxes who have been through the wind and waves for a long time, many things can be understood at a glance, a few glances at each other, a few smiles, you can understand the next step.

However, Murong Ba is still not at ease, the other nine rooms have entered the secret realm of the human race, and the number of nucleus cultivators has increased like a blowout, while his long room has not increased the number of nucleus cultivators, and his voice will be relatively weakened.

"Big brother, will such a decision affect Zhi'er's status. Murong Ba continued to transmit the sound and asked.

"If there are more than 20 Jindan monks, escort, what are you afraid of. Murong Tian's answer was calm and calm, as if he had a bamboo in his chest.

"How can there be so many Jindan Great Cultivators?" Murong Ba looked at Murong Tian, his face full of doubt.

"Me and you, and you and my followers. Murong Tian spoke, so startled that Murong Ba opened his mouth wide, kept shaking his head and shook his head, and asked after a while, "Big brother, is this true?" ”

The old man swore by heaven that all of this would become a reality when the beast tide came. ”

When Murong Ba heard this, he seemed to hear the sound of heaven, and his whole body trembled at first, and then changed again, and his body exuded domineering aura outward.

At this time, he looked at the elders of the nine rooms in the hall again, as if he saw a group of small businessmen, arguing endlessly for a small profit.

"I can't imagine that my long room, unconsciously, has already surpassed the other nine rooms, and the time is also, and the fate is also!" Murong Ba sighed.

At this time, Murong Ba noticed that none of Murong Tian's eighteen followers were by his side.

"It turns out that the retreat has broken through, big brother, you are ......" Murong Ba admired Murong Tian so much that he threw himself to the ground.

But he didn't know that Murong Tian's followers Tianyi and Tianer had already broken through to Jindan, and Tiansan was converging Jindan and becoming a Jindan Great Monk, which was just around the corner.

He would never have thought that all this credit was all due to his nephew and grandson who were bent on promoting him to the throne at this time.

Murong Ba didn't expect that his decision today would leave a strong mark in the history of the human race.

At this moment, Murong Ba, like Murong Tian, was silent, closing his eyes and recuperating, as if the matter of the secret realm of the human race had nothing to do with their long house.

However, the three followers of Murong Ba have ideas, they are connected to Murong Ba through the blood contract, which is both glory and loss.

The secret realm of the human race, some of them have also been there, one day is equivalent to three months in the outside world, and half a year in the outside world is decades in the outside world.

There is the hope of the human race to resist the powerful demon race, and it is precisely because of the secret realm of the human race that the human race has not died in the mouth of the demon race.

But now, the inaction of his young master is to give up one by one monks who have been in the outside world for half a year and have broken through to the core of the core.

Moreover, inside, there are foundation building grass, spirit flowers, and stable foundation fruits that are urgently needed by human monks. These three elixirs are the main medicines of the Terran Zhuji Dan.

The three medicines are unique, only growing in the secret realm of the human race, without these three elixirs, human beings would not want to break through to the innate level.

And the three elixirs are also the cultivation resources of Qi Cultivation, Gathering Core, and even the Jindan Monks, almost every cultivation elixir uses the three elixirs as irreplaceable main medicines.

If you don't go to the secret realm, you won't be able to collect these three kinds of elixirs, and if you lose these three resources, for the Murong family's long house, this is tantamount to giving up everything.

Murong Ba wanted to give up, and as followers, they had to be reminded.

Murong Ba kept winking at Murong Ba, and Murong Bacai kept coughing beside Murong Ba.

But Murong Ba was indifferent to their small movements, as if he didn't see or hear them.

As a result, Murong Baqi's gaze turned to the boss Murong Bajiu.

Murong Ba entered the council hall with wine, sat next to Murong Ba, kept holding the wine gourd, and drank to himself.

At this moment, he saw Murong Baqi and Murong Bacai's eyes asking for help, he put down the wine gourd in his hand, leaned close to Murong Ba, and whispered, "Young Master, it seems that something is wrong now. ”

"What's wrong?" Murong Ba opened his eyes, turned his head to Murong Bajiu, and asked.

"The long house is indisputable, and the strength is declining. Murong Bajiu said earnestly.

"What if we break through to Jindan?" Murong Ba told this follower the secret in his heart in a way that transmitted the sound into a secret.

Murong Bajiu was shocked when he heard this, his eyes were round, and he looked at Murong Ba for a long time.

Murong Ba only had a smile on his face, full of confidence, seeing that Murong Bajiu's mood could not be calm for a long time, he whispered: "Don't fight, we have conditions." ”

Speaking of this, Murong Ba's gaze moved behind Murong Tian and landed on Ji Xiang's body.

Murong's domineering gaze also followed, and after a while, he asked, "Murong Lin is the young patriarch." ”

"He's on the throne, don't the conditions be too much!" Murong Ba asked.

"If we use the quota for entering the secret realm to change the position, we only have one word, loss, three words: big loss. Murong Bajiu's voice was very small, so small that only he and Murong Ba could hear it.

"What if the four of us break through to the Jindan Grand Monk and help him take the position?"

This time, Murong Ba only moved his lips a few times, and he used the sound transmission to talk to Murong Bajiu.

"Earn, make a lot of money!" Murong Bajiu almost screamed, he hurriedly covered his mouth with his left hand, and on his face, the smile smoothed out the wrinkles.

Murong Ba didn't speak again, and closed his eyes again, like an old monk in a trance.

Murong Bajiu's body also moved away from Murong Ba, and after returning to his original seat, he excitedly picked up the wine gourd again.

Murong Baqi and Murong Bacai don't know what kind of communication Murong Bajiu and the young master had, although they were a few meters apart, but the conversation between the two was almost all secretive, even if there was a voice, it was only heard by the person concerned.

The two of them pricked up their ears, but they still found nothing, and when they saw Murong Bajiu returning, the two of them couldn't bear it anymore and quietly approached Murong Bajiu.

"Big brother, how is it?" Murong asked in a domineering whisper.

Murong Bajiu removed the wine gourd close to his lips, and said in a low voice, "Changing the position of the little patriarch, the great benefits are waiting for us." ”

"What's the benefit?" asked Murong domineeringly.

Murong Bajiu didn't answer, but his smile was still full, he moved the wine gourd to his lips and drank with a grunt.

Murong Ba didn't confess, he Murong Ba was not a long-tongued woman, and he didn't get drunk.

Breaking through Jindan, it was a major event that was going to cause a sensation in the Yunjun Terran race, and it was impossible for him to make it known to the world.

Murong Baqi didn't get an accurate answer, but he knew that Murong Bajiu was a famous big horn, and at this moment, even the big horn became cautious, which was a good ......

Murong Bacai comprehended, he tugged at Murong Bacai's sleeve and said, "Go, everything is based on the young patriarch." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Murong Ba, saw that the young master had opened his eyes, and nodded to him.

Murong Bacai was domineering, knowing that his guess was correct, and Murong Bacai looked at these in his eyes.

They are all people who are nearly 100 years old in Mu Ji, if they are ordinary mortals, they are afraid that their bones will turn into white bones, and they who have not experienced the wind and waves know how to deal with the current matter properly.

Nan Guo Feifei, Siemens Rui, and Shangguan with a knife have been observing everything in the council hall.

Seeing that Murong Tian was closing his eyes and recuperating, the three of them felt strange in their hearts, and began to see the followers of the Great Elder, scurrying up and down, and then becoming unwavering, and suddenly quieted down.

"What's going on?" The three patriarchs looked at each other, they dealt with the Murong family, not to mention a hundred years, seventy or eighty years, but they were afraid that they would be exceeded.

They already knew that Murong Ba was a famous dung mixing stick, and even a stone in the pit, which was stinky and hard.

Today, how has he changed, like a docile lamb, like Murong Tian, sitting there quietly.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, Murong Ba revealed that it was strange, who saw the tiger turn into a cat, the three patriarchs muttered in their hearts.

Moreover, entering the secret realm of the human race, there will be great benefits in it, and needless to say, a team of core-gathering cultivators will obtain the resources obtained in it will be the source of cultivation for the next ten years.

Perhaps, he didn't care about the new force of the Gathering Core Cultivators, but who would give up the cultivation resources in the next ten years.

Nan Guo Feifei will not give up, Siemens Rui will not give up, and Shangguan will not give up either, giving up these resources is equivalent to cutting off their arms.

However, whether it is Murong Tian or the domineering Murong Ba, he is indifferent to this.

Close your eyes and recuperate, just like an old monk entering the meditation, which is very different from the other nine-room parties of the Murong family, sitting firmly on the main seat, the wind is light.

"What is the reason for them to ignore the resources of the Terran Secret Realm?" the three patriarchs pondered in their hearts, and they couldn't find a reason for a while.

The three of them didn't say a word, but they kept communicating with each other, and finally made a decision to wait and see.

Murong Tian was not in a hurry, the three of them, as spectators of the Murong family, were in a hurry.

Ximen, Nanguo, and Shangguan, the three patriarchs, also like Murong Tian, sat quietly, closed their eyes and recuperated.