Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1241: Reject

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Feeling Ling Xian's indifferent gaze, the two of them only felt cold all over, and at the same time, they were also bitter.

As Lingxian said, with him, they couldn't break the Wangtu tribe. The only way is to retreat.

Although they would surely suppress Lingxian if they joined the men together, don't forget that there are still three powerful late-stage Rongdao tribes in the Wangtu tribe. Let alone unite, their hope of self-protection is very slim.

As a result, the two are naturally bitter.

The same goes for everyone in the coalition.

A series of eyes focused on Ling Xian, with awe, resentment, and helplessness.

In this battle, Ling Xian did not come back on his own, but he was the key point. Without him, the coalition forces will win, and with him, the coalition forces will lose their chance of victory.

As a result, everyone was naturally bitter, and they were bemoaning where such a evildoer appeared from.

The people of the Wangtu tribe, without exception, are grateful and happy.

Originally, they all thought that the tribe would be broken, but they didn't expect to turn around and escape from the dead.

The situation is already very clear. With Lingxian present, the coalition is impossible to win at all, and even if he wants to, he can completely keep everyone behind.

As a result, the monks of the Wangtu tribe are naturally very happy.

"Forget it, I'll wait to admit it."

The two sighed together, showing that they were soft and retreating.

This made the man’s lungs almost exploded, and he did not expect that even the two most solid allies would leave him.

"They took it, how about you?"

Ling Xian smiled faintly, turned his gaze to the blood-covered man, and said: "The trend is over, do you have to fight back, no, it should be said to be looking for death."

Hearing that, the man suddenly smiled sorrowfully.

Ling Xian was right. The general situation was no longer on his side. If he didn't retreat, he wouldn't even be able to call it a stubborn resistance. It was purely seeking death.

"Finally, you can save my life, it is already a gift." The man laughed sorrowfully, and slowly uttered an unwilling but helpless word.

"I retired."

The voice fell, and all the coalition forces were silent, but the Wangtu tribe burst into cheers.

Everyone was full of joy and excitement. After that, they all looked at Lingxian, except for gratitude and respect.

Even the three late-stage Rongdao powerhouses have a sense of respect.

"The right decision."

Ling Xian smiled faintly. He made his move just to show favor to the Wangtu tribe, so that he could get the place in Pangu Ancestral Land, and he had no hatred with the coalition forces.

So, he just intends to scare off the coalition forces, not to see blood.

"Let's go."

The man smiled bitterly, struggled to get up from the ground, and then led the coalition away.

This made the monk of the Wangtu tribe completely relieved, and the gaze looking at Ling Xian became more grateful and respected.

"Dare to be your name Gao?"

The three old men flew in front of Ling Xian, and they all bowed their hands politely, not daring to neglect.

"Ling Xian."

Ling Xian smiled faintly and said: "I wonder if your identity is..."

"I am the current great elder of the Wangtu tribe. This is the second elder and this is the third elder." The white-robed old man pointed to the other two black-clothed old men and briefly introduced them.

"The current elders..."

Ling Xian narrowed his eyes, knowing what the old man meant after the decline of the Wangtu tribe. Not surprisingly, these three people are now the power holders of the Wangtu tribe.

"On behalf of the Wangtu tribe, I would like to thank fellow Taoists, thank you for your righteous action and saving my Wangtu tribe." The elder sincerely thanked him, bowed deeply at Ling Xian, and made a weird move.

Seeing this, all the people of Wangtu tribe are the same.

Ling Xian has seen this action, knowing that it is the highest etiquette for the Wu clan to show respect, and will not easily appear.

So, he smiled.

This etiquette represents the respect of the Wangtu tribe, which helps him get the spot and naturally makes him happy.

"The great elder is polite, you can raise your hand." Ling Xian smiled and waved his hand.

"Your work is a blessing to invite the heavens for my king tribe."

The great elder smiled and tentatively said: "I don't know where friends can go, can there be things?"

"My business is to get the quota of Pangu Zudi."

Ling Xian smiled secretly, knowing that the great elder was planning to invite himself into the tribe, and this was exactly what he wanted.

At the moment, he faintly smiled and said: "I have traveled to the Witch God Realm, and there is nothing wrong with it and nowhere to go."

Hearing this, the big elder's smile became stronger, and so did the other two old people.

Although the coalition forces have retreated, this is because of Ling Xian's presence. Once he is gone, the coalition forces are bound to make a comeback. At that time, the Wangtu tribe will still fall into crisis.

Therefore, the great elder intends to invite Lingxian into the tribe to frighten him. At the moment, it is natural to hear that he has nowhere to go.

"Haha, I don't know if your friend would like to live in my king's tribe? So that I can do my best as a landlord." The elder smiled heartily.

"Then I will bother."

The corner of Ling Xian's mouth raised. The purpose of his trip was to enter the Wangtu tribe and find a chance to get a quota. Naturally, there is no reason to refuse.

When he heard that he agreed, the elder was immediately overjoyed and said: "Friends said and laughed, you are willing to live in my king's tribe. That is the honor of my king's tribe. Why should you talk about it?" /

Hearing that, Ling Xian smiled and said nothing.

He knew very well that there were two reasons why the old man invited him to stay. One was to express his gratitude, and the other was to shock the tribes.

Moreover, the latter is more important than the former.

In this regard, Ling Xian was unwilling to break it. Anyway, the old man's move was just what he wanted.

"Haha, please." The old man stretched out his right hand and motioned to Ling Xian to come in.

Seeing this, Ling Xian was not polite, and walked into the city.

After that, the elder arranged for him a place to live, and then left.

Ling Xian did not stop this. Although he wanted to quickly resolve the issue of quotas, right now, after the war, there were a lot of things to deal with, and he was naturally not good about the issue of nomination.

So, he stayed in the Wangtu tribe and waited patiently.

Three days have passed, and the post-war matters have been settled. The Great Elder also appeared in front of Ling Xian with the other two elders.

"Sorry, there are too many things. Please forgive me for any negligence." The elder arched his hands.

The other two old people can also hold fists.

"It's okay."

Ling Xian waved his hand~IndoMTL.com~ I didn't plan to wait any longer. At the moment, he smiled lightly: "I happen to have something to find you."

"Oh?"

The elder stunned for a moment, and said: "Friends, please say."

"Pangu Ancestral Land, the Great Elder knows it." Ling Xian smiled faintly.

"Of course I know."

The great elder frowned, took a deep look at Ling Xian, and said: "Friends, are you here for the quota?"

"Not bad."

Ling Xian admitted frankly, and said straightforwardly: "I want a man, let's set the conditions for the great elder."

"This...Please forgive me for being helpless."

The elder hesitated and sighed: "The quota has been set long ago. According to the rules, it cannot be changed."

Hearing this, Ling Xian frowned. He didn't expect that this person hadn't even made the conditions, so he rejected him.